Chapter Eighty-Seven: Half a Sword Body

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"Forty thousand taels!"

The fierce warrior directly added five thousand taels of gold, which shows that he is determined to obtain this Qingyuan palm cheats.

"Damn, my whole belongings are only 38,000 taels, and there is still a difference of 2,000 taels. "Someone borrowed money from the warrior next to him.

"We don't care about two thousand taels of gold, but what if we encounter good goods and don't have enough gold, so it's hard to obey. ”

"That's right, the small auction is held once every six months, and if you miss this time, you have to wait for another half a year, how can you borrow it!"

At this time, there were no warriors willing to borrow silver, after all, their whole belongings were only about 50,000 taels of gold, and if they lacked one or two, they were less sure, and it was very unwise to lend silver to others.

In the end, the Qingyuan palm cheats fell into the hands of the vicious warrior with 40,000 taels of gold.

"The second item, three groups of lower grade spirit stones, each group of one hundred pieces, will be auctioned separately, and the starting price of each group will be 20,000 taels of gold, and the price increase shall not be less than 1,000 taels each time, start. ”

The gold-inlaid wooden plate was put up, and the old man in yellow lifted the silk and said loudly.

"What, auction the lower grade spirit stones, I haven't used the lower grade spirit stones for a long time, this time I must auction a group. ”

"With the lower grade spirit stone, I may be able to be promoted to the late stage of the Condensing Truth Realm in a short period of time, and the value is immeasurable!"

"A hundred lower grade spirit stones are enough for me to use for more than a year. ”

Off the field, the martial artists who had no sect and no sect were crazy, their breathing accelerated one by one, and their eyes were red staring at the inferior spirit stones on the actual auction table, eager to go up and snatch it away immediately.

"Twenty-two thousand taels of gold!"

"Twenty-five thousand taels!"

"Twenty-eight thousand taels!"

"Thirty thousand taels!"

The bidding of the first group of lower grade spirit stones rose straight, and the old man in yellow standing on the stage smiled, the higher the bid of the auction item, the more stable his position was, and the more salary he received.

After a while, the first group of lower grade spirit stones was auctioned off by an ugly-looking warrior for 35,000 taels of gold.

The bidding for the second group of lower grade spirit stones then began.

Probably because of the lack of one group, some martial artists who were in a wait-and-see state couldn't help it, and resolutely joined the ranks of bidding, so that the price of the second group of lower grade spirit stones quickly surpassed the first group, reaching 38,000 taels of gold, and was auctioned by a middle-aged martial artist.

And when it was the turn of the third group, the scene was completely hot, and the warriors who had not photographed the lower grade spirit stones before were desperate, and threw all their net worth into it, vowing to take a group of lower grade spirit stones from zuihou.

In a private room.

Ye Chen was also very surprised, he originally thought that the price of a low-grade spirit stone could reach two hundred and fifty taels of gold, but he really didn't expect it to be nearly four hundred taels, didn't that mean that the more than ten thousand lower-grade spirit stones in his storage spirit ring were worth four million taels of gold!

"Forty thousand taels of gold once, forty thousand taels of gold twice, forty thousand taels of gold three times, deal, congratulations to this warrior. "The auction of the third group of lower grade spirit stones came to an end, and the old man in yellow breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the lower grade spirit stones are very in demand! Unfortunately, the lowest auction price of the Northwest Auction House must reach 20,000 taels of gold, otherwise it can be disassembled and divided into a group of ten pieces, in this case, those martial artists who are not rich enough will definitely fight for it with all their might, even if it is five hundred taels of gold.

After all the three groups of lower grade spirit stones were delivered to the buyer, the old man in yellow cleared his throat and said in a loud voice: "Next is the third item, the ancient half-cut sword body. ”

Swish!

The silk was lifted, and the upper half of the sword body presented in front of everyone's eyes may be too broken and ancient, and the sword body was still dim and inconspicuous under the illumination of crystal light.

"Damn, what the hell, what the hell is this. ”

"Half of the sword body, even if it was originally a medium-grade treasure, it is not worth much! ”

"Look at it! Maybe there's a mystery in it. ”

Everyone couldn't see why, and their eyes fell on the old man in yellow, wanting to hear his introduction.

The old man in yellow was prepared, stretched out his hand to pick up half of the sword body, and said: "After the appraisal of the treasure appraisal experts in this auction hall, the history of this half of the sword body has reached five hundred years, that is to say, this is an antiquity with a history of five hundred years, in addition, it was very likely to be a high-grade sword five hundred years ago, and then for some reason, it was broken by someone and lost its spirituality. ”

"Five hundred years of antiquities, high-grade swords!",

"Tsk, it's a pity, if it's intact, some of the male lords of the Heavenly Wind Kingdom and even the Nanzhuo Domain will definitely come over to fight. ”

"A broken high-grade sword, lost spirituality, what to do when you buy it back?"

"Maybe some antique collectors will bid, but it's none of our business anyway!"

"Well, let's watch from the wall! ”

Hearing the remarks off the field, the old man in yellow smiled bitterly in his heart, this half of the sword body really has no practical effect, and there is only a five-hundred-year-old gimmick left, I hope to get a good price! Of course, there is no way to shoot it, the previous two rounds of momentum have already been done, whether it is dead or alive depends on the next.

"This is the other half of the broken sword?" In the private room, Ye Chen's eyes flashed with fine light, and his eyes stared at the half of the sword body on the stone auction table without blinking.

This half of the sword body is also dull, the width is the same as the broken sword he bought in Jiuding Xuan, and even the crack is basically the same, only the middle piece is missing, if nothing else, the two are one, and they are separated from each other for various reasons.

"Now the bidding begins, the starting price is 20,000 taels of gold, and each increase must not be less than 1,000 taels. The old man in yellow looked around, took a deep breath and said loudly.

There was a moment of silence.

"I'll give you twenty-one thousand taels!" said an old man in his seventies, with a gray beard and an old-fashioned black robe.

Someone recognized the identity of the old man, this person is a few antique collectors in the city of forgetting, and he likes to buy some strange things to put at home for his own viewing, others want to see and not give it, even his own family is no exception, and is called the old old-fashioned.

In the private room, Ye Chen was not in a hurry to bid, he had to be calm, otherwise if he attacked as soon as he came up, it would be easy to arouse the suspicion of others.

It was quiet and no one was following the price.

The old man in yellow knew that it was time to liven up the atmosphere, "Twenty-one thousand taels of gold, who else will pay a higher price, don't forget, this half of the sword body may be a fragment of a high-grade sword, even if the spirituality is lost, maybe something useful can be found in it, not to mention that it has a history of five hundred years, it really deserves a long history!"

It was still quiet.

At this time, Ye Chen raised the sign in his hand, "Twenty-two thousand taels!"

"Okay, someone has raised the price, there is a vision, and who else has increased the price, the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again. The old man in yellow looked excited and said excitedly.

"Thirty thousand taels. "This time it was not the old collector who followed the price, but Ou Yangming in the third private room next door.

Tang Manlou was puzzled: "Brother Ouyang, is this half of the sword body very important?"

Ou Yangming said lightly: "It's nothing, it's good to buy it back and collect it, anyway, this little money is nothing." ”

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