Early the next morning, Ren Qingfeng sat up.

The cloud-chasing eagle was still asleep, and it seemed to have a good dream.

"It's still early, the auction starts around ten o'clock. ”

Ren Qingfeng didn't wake up Chasing Yunying, he sat cross-legged on the bed and ran Zhou Tian to polish his true qi.

Time passed slowly, and the Cloud Chasing Eagle woke up, and it called a few times after seeing Ren Qingfeng.

Ren Qingfeng opened his eyes. "Awake?"

It was already past nine o'clock, and after putting the Cloud Chasing Eagle into the hidden beast bag, he went out and walked towards the auction site.

The auction venue was a large house, and there were two fighters in front of the door.

There were a lot of people, and the queue to enter was very long, and Ren Qingfeng followed the crowd slowly.

At this time, I could finally hear what the two fighters were saying.

It means that you need to pay 1,000 amethyst coins to enter, and if you need a small box, you need to pay an additional 3,000, and medium-sized boxes and large boxes are more expensive.

After arriving at Ren Qingfeng, he paid four thousand amethyst coins and rented a small box.

The venue is divided into four floors, the auction table is in the center of the first floor, and the first floor is the hall, where the customers who only pay 1,000 amethyst coins are here, and it seems that they are here to join in the fun.

The second floor is a small box, which is covered by a black veil, so that people from the outside cannot see inside, and those who want to hide their identity usually rent a small box.

The third floor is a medium-sized private room with complimentary tea and pastries.

On the fifth floor, there are large private rooms for customers who come in groups.

An old man with the cultivation of a great fighter on the auction table seems to be the auctioneer of this auction.

After almost everyone has entered, the entrance gate closes and the auction begins.

"The master is the chief auctioneer of the Tongtian auction, and some of the regulars must know the old man. ”

The old man's face was ruddy, his eyes were bright, and he was obviously successful in his cultivation.

"I can trust Mr. Qian to preside over the auction. ”

"Master Qian is well-informed, and it seems that there will be no fakes in this auction. ”

"I have no objection to Mr. Qian presiding over the auction. ”

Many people in the audience knew this old man and were very supportive of him presiding over the auction.

The old man continued: "Thank you for your trust, the auction will officially begin." ”

He clapped his hands, "On the first exhibit." ”

Immediately, two men came up carrying a rectangular box.

The old man opened the box, and inside was a yellow and red trident.

"This is the Fire Spirit Trident, made of fire crystals from the depths of the Flame Volcano, a hundred years of dark iron, it took three years to make it by a Xuan-level refiner, it is three meters long, powerful and heavy, especially suitable for fighters who are good at fire. ”

Someone in the hall asked, "May I ask what level this fire spirit trident is Master Qian?" ”

"Superior grade. ”

"Whew!"

There was an amazement on the field.

"The first auction item is the top grade of the Xuan Rank, what a big deal!"

"I wonder what the finale is?"

The old man was almost introduced, and he immediately said: "The low price is 1.5 million, and the price increase cannot be less than 100,000 each time." ”

The normal price of the Xuanjie high-grade is 2 million, and the low price of this auction is 1.5 million, which shows its confidence.

Here I want to say that the price of the normal Xuan-level lower grade is 100,000, the Xuan-level middle grade is 500,000, the Xuan-level best is 10 million, and the lower grade is 30 million.

It is extremely difficult to build a bucket above the middle grade of the Xuan Rank, and it is often priceless and difficult to find.

The fighting weapons of ordinary fighters are basically the lowest grade of the Xuan rank or the best grade of the yellow rank.

Ren Qingfeng's Qingfeng Sword alone is equivalent to the net worth of ten ordinary great fighters.

After the old man finished talking about the low price, someone immediately asked for the price: "Two million!"

As soon as the words of the two million price fell, someone immediately chased the price, "Two million and three million!"

"I'm a fire-type martial artist, and this fighting weapon is very suitable for me, so I'm bound to get this fire spirit trident! Three million!"

At this time, a small box on the second floor also had a bid, "Three million and seven million!"

Such a high bid forced most of the opponents back, and the sound of price increases finally stopped.

Qian Fuzi asked, "Is there still anyone who has raised the price?"

"Three million seven thousand for the first time!"

"Three million seven thousand for the second time!"

"Three million seven thousand for the third time!"

"Deal!"

Qian Fuzi motioned to the attendants behind him to send the fire spirit trident to the guests in the box.

"The next item to be auctioned is..."