CHAPTER XXXI

"One hundred thousand."

The sound was neither loud nor small, but it reached the ears of every guest.

The venue was suddenly silent, only breathing and heartbeats of different sizes remained.

As the Ziyang Sect sat on the stage, the arrogant young man stood up. He squinted his eyes slightly and scanned the venue, as if asking, who would dare to rob Young Master Ben?

Everyone else is a 5,000 gold coin increase, and you directly add 20,000, for fear that others will not see that you are bound to win this.

The bottom looked at each other, silent, and no one wanted to have a bad relationship with the Ziyang Sect.

Ren Chuchu said that there are nearly forty main cities, hundreds of cities, countless towns, hundreds of millions of people, and tens of thousands of large and small forces in the jurisdiction of this Black Dragon County.

Among them, the Black Dragon County Government is the most powerful and powerful, after all, it is an official force. The Huang Jinzong flag hanging in the city lord's mansion is Wang Cheng's affirmation of the Black Dragon County Mansion.

The Terran forces in the Northern Regions are divided, with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and the yellow flag ranks third.

And in Heilong County, including the county government, only three forces have reached the Yellow Flag rating.

The Green Flag Sect is worthy of two palms, and the lower level is the Blue Flag Sect, and the Purple Yang Sect is one of them.

Under the blue flag, there are hundreds of blue and purple flag sects. Of course, in addition to the sect, there are many other organizations, and some of them are also very powerful, but they have not accepted the official rating and flag.

As far as Black Dragon County is concerned, the Purple Yang Sect is also ranked in the third layer of the upper pyramid, although it is insignificant for the county government, but for the forces to which Sanyuan City belongs, the Purple Yang Sect is also an existence at the overlord level.

"One hundred thousand."

Call! Call!

The venue was restless again, who wanted to take the tiger's mouth.

The purple-robed young man frowned slightly,

"Lan Yanting, do you want to fight with Ben Shao?"

With a slight wave of the folding fan, the young man who was called Lan Yanting stood up and made a slight gesture to the booth.

"Dare to ask Deacon Hua, can anyone bid on this auction item?"

Huaye responded with a smile,

"What the second son of Lan said is very true."

The purple-robed young man snorted coldly and raised the price again,

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

Wow!

The venue was completely lively, and these two giants were going to compete for each other. After all, it is a matter of the face of the sect, and if it is backed down and proved to be cowardly, wouldn't it be a laughing stock.

Looking at the Flowing Water Sect again, Su Miaoke yawned, and had no intention of participating.

This is rare, with Su Miaoke's character who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, at least he will stand up and applaud and coax.

"One hundred thousand."

Lan Yanting still smiled slightly, his expression indifferent.

"Lan Yanting! You've got a kind! I ......"

"Luo Yang, don't bother, if you don't have money, don't shoot, don't shout, I'm arguing that Miss Ben is resting."

Su Miaoke rudely interrupted the purple-robed young man's words.

Luo Yang, that is, the purple-robed young man, at this time, his face was quite ugly due to anger, and he just wanted to anger Su Miaoke, but was stopped by the old man beside him.

"Young Sect Master doesn't need to be angry, this girl is not easy to provoke."

"Elder Qiu, you mean that my Purple Yang Sect will be afraid that the Flowing Water Sect will not succeed!"

Luo Yang was very dissatisfied.

"The Flowing Water Sect is not to be feared, but it is ......"

Elder Qiu whispered something to Luo Yang, and after Luo Yang heard it, although he was unwilling, he did not reply to Su Miaoke.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

Luo Yang sat back in his seat, his face full of anger.

"One hundred and sixty thousand."

Coax!

This second son of Lan looks elegant and elegant, but he is not a cowardly master. Every time, there are 10,000 gold coins more than the Ziyang Sect, isn't this a people's mentality.

"Good! Good! Two hundred thousand! ”

Luo Yang stood up again, almost gritting his teeth and saying the price.

The atmosphere on the field was completely ignited, 200,000 gold coins to buy a third-grade magic weapon, and the same price can buy four or five offensive magic weapons of the same grade.

Lan Yanting opened the folding fan, fanned it lightly a few times, and sat back in the seat indifferently, not patting.

Originally, 100,000 could be won, but now that 200,000 gold coins have been spent, Luo Yang's face is pale, and he just wants to sit back.

"Two hundred thousand gold coins plus a copper plate."

Luo Yang fell directly to the ground, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

Even Elder Qiu frowned, he looked at the position of the Flowing Water Sect with an angry expression.

The one who shouted was the little witch who had never participated in the auction, Su Miaoke.

The old man next to Su Miaoke had a bitter face, Little Ancestor, didn't you deliberately find fault.

Even the people in the Blue Mountain Pavilion couldn't help laughing.

Luo Yang got up from the ground, and was about to go crazy, but was stopped by Elder Qiu, who shook his head, and Luo Yang was so angry that his facial features were distorted. He snorted indignantly and said no more.

In the end, the first item, the Ice Heart Blue Scale Armor, fell into the hands of Su Miaoke of the Flowing Water Sect at a high price of 200,000 gold coins and a copper plate.

In the box, Xia Liu and Ren Chuchu were stunned, are these people so rich? 200,000 gold coins, 20,000,000 silver coins, a full two billion and one copper plates!

What the next exhibit was, Xia Liu didn't care at all, because all he could hear in his head was the sound of two billion copper falling stones.

It wasn't until there was a hurried call from the underworld in the sea of spiritual consciousness that Xia Liu came to his senses, and it seemed that something good had come out.

"One Soul Strengthening Pill, a second-grade low-grade elixir, has a wonderful effect on repairing the soul and strengthening the sea of knowledge. The best effect is when taken by monks below the Yudan realm. The starting price is 5,000 gold coins! ”

After Huaye's introduction, the underworld in Zhihai became more active.

"Stinky boy, you take a picture of this pill, you have to take it for any amount of money."

Xia Liu listened to Deacon Huaye's introduction, and immediately understood that the soul of the underworld was seriously damaged, and there was an urgent need for a panacea to repair the soul.

He didn't quote for the first time, but asked Ren Chuchu beside him,

"Chu Chu, do you know the price of the elixir on the market?"

Ren Chuchu thought for a while and said,

"The price of the pill is usually higher than that of the same level magic weapon, and in my memory, in the Qingcheng auction house, there was once a top-grade elixir, and it was finally bought by a loose cultivator at a price of 300,000 silver coins."

The price of a top-grade elixir is 300,000 silver coins, which is the price of 3,000 gold coins. The second-grade low-grade elixir is one level higher, and the price needs to be increased by about five times, and the price of the soul pill should be higher, so the final value of this soul strengthening pill is estimated to be between fifteen thousand and thirty thousand gold coins.

"Six thousand!"

"Six thousand five!"

"Seven thousand!"

"Eight thousand!"

......

Soon, the price soared to 17,000, and no one from the three sects made an offer, even some wealthy businessmen in the front row did not move.

What's the situation? Aren't they impressed?

Ren Chuchu seemed to see Xia Liu's doubts, and she said softly,

"Although alchemists are rare, the three major sects all have their own alchemists. In addition, in this Sanyuan City, there seems to be a second-grade alchemist, and some wealthy merchants can directly purchase medicinal materials, and then bring gifts to the alchemists they have befriended to help refine them. ”

So that's the case, mercenaries and casual cultivators don't have this blessing, and there are also those families in small towns who want a panacea, so they can only buy it at a high price, or bid through auctions.

Xia Liu turned his gaze to the mercenary leader who had shouted out seventy-five thousand gold coins earlier, Crazy Bear.

Since he can shout out seventy-five thousand, proving that he has the strength to buy items of the same gold coin price and below, I don't know if he will attack the Soul Strengthening Pill.

Ren Chuchu saw Xia Liu staring at the wild bear, how could she not know Xia Liu's thoughts if she was smart and clever.

"I don't think the bear will bid."