Chapter 37: The Tomb of the Warrior King

"Ladies and gentlemen, what is going to be auctioned below is a hundred-year-old golden blood ginseng!"

"Golden blood ginseng is a top-level second-order elixir, and a hundred-year-old one is even more rare!"

"Whether it is used for medicinal purposes or bought for collection, it is of very high value!"

"Don't talk nonsense, a hundred years of golden blood ginseng, the reserve price is two thousand medium-grade yuan stones!"

"Start the auction!"

Two thousand medium-grade yuan stones!

Chu Qingyun's heart jumped, although he was mentally prepared, he didn't expect that a second-order elixir would have such an expensive price. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the reserve price was quoted, there were people asking for the price one after another.

Two thousand two hundred.

Two thousand three hundred.

Two thousand five hundred.

......

Although it didn't rise much each time, the price soon exceeded 3,000 yuan.

However, after reaching 3,000 medium-grade yuan stones, the price increase slowed down a lot, and began to rise at a speed of tens or dozens.

"Damn, damn it, how did it go up so fast. ”

"Stop, stop..."

Looking at the guys who opened their mouths one after another, Chu Qingyun couldn't wait to rush over and cover their mouths.

"No, it can't go on like this. ”

Chu Qingyun's eyes were ruthless, and he opened his mouth to offer, "Three thousand three hundred yuan!"

It was raised by more than 200 yuan at once, and it really instantly shocked those people, and for a while, no one raised the price again.

"Three thousand three hundred!"

"No. 1243 in District C bids 3,300 yuan, is there anything higher? This is a rare golden blood ginseng, with high collection value!"

The auctioneer brandished a small hammer and shouted.

However, 3,000 medium-grade yuan stones is the limit price in many people's hearts.

Three thousand three hundred yuan, which dispelled many people's thoughts at once, and for a while, no one bid.

"Whew, it's finally stopped..."

Chu Qingyun thought silently in his heart.

If Chu Qingyun continued to let them boil the frogs in warm water and raise the price a little bit, maybe the price would exceed three thousand three hundred medium-grade yuan stones.

And Chu Qingyun directly quoted a high price, putting on an appearance that Lao Tzu was determined to win, which naturally scared those people away.

"Three thousand three hundred and thirty..."

An old man whose teeth were about to run out shouted tremblingly as he raised a sign.

"Three thousand five hundred!"

Before the auctioneer could speak, Chu Qingyun made another offer, raising the price by nearly two hundred yuan again, and glared at the old man viciously.

Looking at Chu Qingyun's vicious eyes, the old man's head shrank and shook his head, "It's too expensive, don't want it, I don't want it..."

Boom!

"Congratulations to the customer at No. 1243 in District C, 3,500 pieces of medium-grade yuan stones, and successfully photographed a New Year's Golden Blood Ginseng!"

The auctioneer's little hammer fell, and Chu Qingyun's heart finally fell.

Three thousand five hundred medium-grade yuan stones simply squeezed out all the money on Chu Qingyun's body, and when he goes out, I'm afraid he won't even be able to afford to live in a hotel...

With no money in his pocket, Chu Qingyun also greatly lost interest in the auction in the second half of the auction, and went to see it completely with a bystander's long-term mentality.

And Qian Sanfat, who was next to him, had been thinking about Chu Qingyun's Vermilion Bird breath in his heart, and he was also not interested in the auction.

"Ahem, little brother, there has been a big incident in the Hanqing Mountains outside the city recently, do you know?"

Qian Sanpang wanted to find some topics and said.

"Big deal, big deal?"

Chu Qingyun has been staying in the hotel room these days in order to avoid the limelight of the Blood Wolf Gang, so he has never heard of anything big happening.

"Hehe, it's not a secret, it's been rumored for a long time, so I'll tell you. ”

"In the Hanqing Mountain Range, there is a cemetery of a strong warrior who was born! It is said that it is the martial king who walked out of Qingshan City thousands of years ago, the king of Canglang!"

Qian Sanpang lowered his voice and said excitedly, but an inexplicable smile flashed in his eyes.

The graveyard of the mighty warrior king!

Chu Qingyun's eyes widened instantly.

In Qingshan City, the martial artists are all considered to be strong, and the martial spirits who surpass the martial artists are the only ones who are the city lords.

As for the Martial King, it is simply a legendary existence, and no one has ever seen it at all!

"Hehe, stunned, even I was scared. ”

"Martial King is strong, even if it is in Dayuan County City, it is also a super strong!

"I'm afraid that one of the legs of such a strong man is thicker than the waist of you and my brother. ”

"If you can make a little benefit in that cemetery, I'm afraid you can use it for a lifetime and completely change your fate!"

Qian Sanpang lowered his head and said with a smile.

"Since the cemetery has been discovered for several days, hasn't it been looted yet?" Chu Qingyun asked curiously.

Qian Sanpang shook his head and said, "The relics left by the strong man of the Martial King are not so simple. ”

"There is a strong seal on the cemetery, although it is weakening after a thousand years, but it will not be broken in a while. ”

"And, brother, I'll tell you a real secret. ”

"It is said that there have been martial king-level powerhouses who have come from Dayuan County to investigate, and there is a very powerful prohibition in the cemetery that prevents strong people above the martial artist level from entering. ”

"If there is a strong person above the martial artist level who enters, the cemetery will collapse, and when the time comes, no one will get any benefits. ”

Chu Qingyun shrugged his shoulders and said, "There is a martial artist-level powerhouse entering, how dare I, a little martial artist, go over and join in the fun." ”

"Hehe, that's not necessarily, anyway, there is still a while before the cemetery opens, maybe brother, you will break through to become a martial artist." ”

"Besides, if you're not strong, you can go in with someone you know. ”

Qian Sanpang said with a smile.

Actually, this is his purpose, he wants to use the Martial King Cemetery to let Chu Qingyun go to the Vermilion Bird and lure the Vermilion Bird out.

"I don't know any strong people. ”

Chu Qingyun pursed his lips and said.

The fat man is not in a hurry, he laughs.

The temptation of King Wu's cemetery, he didn't believe that anyone could resist the temptation of King Wu's cemetery.

He got the information, not only the martial arts powerhouses in some nearby cities, but even the four major families of Dayuan County City sent teams to Qingshan City.

I'm afraid that Suzaku will not be able to help but go in when he learns this news!

When the auction ended in the evening, Chu Qingyun said goodbye to Qian Sanfat and was led by a maid to pay the bill.

Sitting with Qian Sanfat, his devouring martial soul was always jumping suddenly, making him feel very uncomfortable.

When paying the bill, Chu Qingyun took out the thirty-four high-grade yuan stones he had just gotten, and then took out more than sixty medium-grade yuan stones, and finally used the lower-grade yuan stones, barely enough to make up three thousand five hundred medium-grade yuan stones.

A few maids next to him covered their mouths and snickered.

Chu Qingyun's face turned red rarely, and he grabbed the brocade box and walked out quickly.

After returning to the inn, Chu Qingyun couldn't wait to open the brocade box, took out the golden blood ginseng, and prepared to cultivate the Heavenly Xuan Divine Pattern.