Chapter 320 – Bidding Begins

"Five hundred thousand. A voice rang out from a black-level box. Mrs. Xuan looked and found that the number of her black-level box was the box of the young fire forging master who had recently become hot. Mrs. Xuan just smiled disdainfully, it would be naïve to think that Zhou Chong would be able to take her place by getting a young master out.

Although the potential is amazing, it is still too young and of too low quality.

In the auction house, it is all about rare and high-end.

Second-order tattooed soldiers?

Tailor-made?

It's still too low-end in her eyes.

Her gaze fell on a bald boy, and she was immediately stunned.

This young man's face is a little familiar......

Then her gaze shifted to the young man sitting next to him. The young man has shoulder-length black hair and is handsome, but his eyes are soft and unfathomable. When Mrs. Xuan's gaze swept away, she happened to meet her young man's eyes.

The young man smiled slightly, his eyes full of meaning.

And Mrs. Xuan was like being struck by lightning and froze in place.

The current Mrs. Xuan is already the most powerful person except for the owner of the Xuanwu Auction House. is even already in charge of the operation of the Xuanwu Auction House, which can be said to be the second-in-command.

And although Mrs. Xuan has always been a core member of the Xuanwu Auction House, one of the reasons for this status is the goldsmith. Wooing the goldsmith and making him a guest of the Xuanwu Auction House, especially the [Tiger Pounce on Food] made a very good result, which made the owner of the Xuanwu Auction House pay more attention to Mrs. Xuanwu and achieve today's status.

However, after Mrs. Xuan was using the goldsmith, he was not invited to this auction, which was really a bit unauthentic. At this time, seeing the goldsmith mixed with the fat man made Mrs. Xuan's heart a warning.

She didn't seem to care about this fat man, but in fact, she knew that if anyone could shake her status, it would be this fat man.

And now, he is so familiar with the goldsmith and Xu Yan, two teenagers?

............

In the end, the altar of thyme was still photographed by Xu Yan.

After all, this is just a jar of wine, no matter how rare it is, it is just wine. For this world where strength is respected, if you have that money, it is better to use it to arm yourself to improve your strength. Although they finally bought the altar of thyme incense for 700,000 yuan, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji didn't care. After all, for them, it would be good if two taels of silver were enough.

The wine jar was also quickly delivered to Xu Yan's box, even if it was tightly wrapped in mud, it still had an unconcealable aroma of wine, which was intoxicating. If the seal is not unsealed, it is still so, if the mud seal is unsealed......

Thinking of this, Xu Yan resisted the urge to go back to taste the wine immediately, and continued to sit in the auction hall and watch the auction below.

Although there are few people in this auction, there are many high-quality products.

A set of treasures of the dead Hundred Pattern Realm Pattern Master, a fourth-order pattern soldier......

And other crazy things that the outside world is crazy about, you can see it here. In contrast, why bother buying a jar of wine for 700,000 yuan?

Time passed quickly, and the old man could hardly hide a flush on his face.

"The old man has to admit that the last auction item is more precious than the old man has ever seen in decades. Being able to auction this treasure will be the greatest honor for the old man, and it will also be a deed to show off to his children and grandchildren in the future. 」

"Rare - a hundred years of immortal wood!"

A jade box with a crystal white body was cherished by two women, even if it was just held, the palms were full of fine sweat. Because they are all taken together, if something goes wrong, even if they lose their lives, it is not enough!

The old man respectfully took the jade box and opened it quietly.

The sights of countless strong people are all gathered in it.

I saw a piece of wood about two index finger lengths and the size of a fist, lying quietly in it. Even the small piece of wood had countless tiny roots like hairs at the bottom, which were obviously uprooted and placed in the jade box.

"I believe that for the legend of the sword god Duan Fei, the old man doesn't need to say more. Now you know you're wondering if it's genuine. While speaking, a middle-aged man walked up to the stage in the audience, and the fluctuations in the strength of his body were not concealed. This is a strong tattoo master of the Hundred Patterns Realm.

The Xuanwu Auction House can stand tall in the Southern Imperial City, and naturally they also have their own team. Not only the Hundred Pattern Realm, but also the Four Palace Realm's tattoo people are also innumerable. After all, as the only auction house in the Southern Imperial City, the most they have is silver taels. Money makes it easy for them to recruit the strong.

"Therefore, we have invited the masters of the Hundred Patterns Realm to demonstrate. 」

The middle-aged man in front of him is not low-famous, he is a casual cultivator, known as the Purple Electric Dao person. The first-hand thunder and lightning pattern is played with fascination, and its natal pattern [Purple Thunder] is even more famous all over the world. The purple electric path man was indifferent, and his body was full of strength.

Purple arcs of electricity pulsed around him, and Xu Yan knew that the appearance of this line would have a different appearance depending on the different exercises he practiced. Like himself and Mengshi's lines, they are like flames, and Jin Qianji's are really like rays of light, etc.

The Purple Electric Dao man in front of him was obviously practicing a powerful technique with a thunder attribute.

The arc condensed and formed, turning into a purple divine thunderbolt, blasting towards the immortal wood that had opened the jade box.

Airplanes......

What was shocking was that when the purple divine thunder bombarded the surrounding of the immortal wood, there were invisible ripples.

The purple divine thunder blasted into the ripples, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared.

The people present were not mediocre people, and they naturally saw that the people of the Purple Electric Dao did not leave their hands, but did their best. But even so, there was no reaction to the full force of the blow on the immortal wood, and the eyes of some of them became even hotter.

The auctioneer's old man showed a natural look on his face: "Hundred-year-old immortal wood, the reserve price is three million, please make a bid!" When the old man had just finished speaking, he was surprisingly silent. He was not surprised, after all, more than one million taels is not a small amount of money for any family.

And most importantly, it's just a piece of century-old immortal wood. Even if it was the raw material of the former divine sword, but at that time, the sword god Duan Fei was in the hands of the thousand-year-old immortal wood. In comparison, this hundred-year-old immortal wood is too small in size, and because of its characteristics that cannot be destroyed, it is even more difficult to forge weapons.

If it weren't for that, how could the master who got this immortal wood take it out for auction?

If it was a thousand-year-old immortal wood, no master of such a divine object would ever sell it.

Even so, the auctioneer is still very confident. Because he knew that every family would gamble that he would be able to research out how to use this immortal wood! After all, once he succeeded in researching it, that kind of divine weapon could no longer be compared with silver taels, and it would not be too much to say that it was worth tens of millions of taels.

At the same time, after they buy it, even if they can't study it, it also cuts off the possibility that other companies can study it!

There was silence for a long time, as if after a long period of hard thought, a black-level box with a pattern array was activated, and then it spoke: "Three and a half million. 」

Only a moment later, a red-class box also spoke: "Four million. 」