When Canglang Zhenren quoted a high price of 2.01 million high-grade spirit stones, the suspense of this auction was already not big. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Together with the five major sects, Yunshan Zhenren and Yining Zhenren could only bow their heads helplessly, and the monks or scattered cultivators of other small sects had no hope.

As long as ten breaths have passed, and no one has increased the price, this opportunity to customize the best spiritual weapon will fall on the head of the real person in Canglang!

"It's basically decided. ”

Outside the crowd, Bai Yuhan said softly.

Ji Yaoxue also nodded and said, "Well, looking at Canglang Zhenren's tone and demeanor, he should have prepared more than two million top-grade spirit stones." ”

Bai Yuhan smiled and said, "Just this momentum that is bound to win has already overwhelmed everyone. At this time, even if someone jumps up and raises the price, it will be difficult to fight for him, and he will have a grudge because of it, which is not worth it. ”

"yes. ”

In the moment when the two of them were talking, ten breaths had passed.

Sure enough, thousands of Jindan real people were present, but no one had the strength to raise the price!

The dust settled.

Canglang real people breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if he came prepared, two million top-grade spirit stones was not a small amount for him.

At this time, if someone really jumped out to increase the price, he could only grit his teeth and continue to bid.

Thankfully, that didn't happen.

A flash of joy flashed in Canglang Zhenren's narrow eyes, and a smile was revealed, and his face could not hide his excitement.

In the alley not far away, Gu Xi lowered the curtain of the carriage and said softly: "Go back, there is nothing to see." ”

"Well, let's go. Fairy Ji also nodded.

The coachman drove the carriage and began to turn the body.

The crowd in front of the Ink Spirit Refinery Workshop also began to disperse gradually.

Many Jindan real people were depressed, and they looked at the door of the Moling Refining Workshop reluctantly.

Canglang Zhenren turned his head to look at Yunshan Zhenren and Yining Zhenren next to him, smiled slightly, and said, "Two, I agreed." ”

"Canglang Dao friends are wealthy, they really can't compare, congratulations!"

Yunshan Zhenren sneered, turned around and left with Shi Jian.

Yining Zhenren snorted lightly and did not speak, but he was unwilling.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Canglang Zhenren chuckled, a little proud, turned his head, raised his chin towards Nian Qi, and said, "Hey, little girl, announce the result." ”

Si Yutang said in a low voice: "Senior sister, the bidding of the master is successful, we may have a chance to meet Mr. Mo in a while!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Mengqi clenched her fists, her eyes showed a hint of expectation, and nodded.

Since the auction began, Nian Qi has not said a word, and has always stood in front of the door, looking calm, looking at the many Jindan real people bidding below.

It was only at this time that Nian Qi raised his voice and said, "I announce that in this auction, the Daoist friend who has obtained the right to customize the best spiritual weapon is No. 3!"

The original crowd has begun to disperse.

But not long after Nian Qi's words fell, everyone's footsteps gradually stopped, with doubts on their faces and strange expressions.

Number three?

Isn't No. 3 the real person of Yining of Qingshuangmen?

Was it a slip of the tongue, or did you hear it wrong?

Everyone subconsciously turned back.

In the alley, the carriage was just about to leave, but suddenly there was a soft sound in the carriage.

"How can it be Three?" a soft voice sounded, revealing a hint of confusion.

Outside the crowd, Ji Yaoxue and Bai Yuhan glanced at each other, both a little stunned.

"This ......"

Bai Yuhan was also a little confused, blinked his eyes, and said, "Normally, it is the one with the highest price, how can it fall on the head of No. 3?"

In front of the gate, hearing Nian Qi's voice, Canglang Zhenren's smile froze on his face.

Yunshan Zhenren's footsteps paused, turned his head to look, thoughtful.

Yining Zhenren was stunned in place, hit by this surprise that fell from the sky, and failed to react for a while.

"Little girl, are you wrong?"

Canglang Zhenren frowned slightly, his face unhappy.

"That's right. ”

Nian Qi said naturally.

Canglang Zhenren's face sank, he turned his hand and showed his number token, and said in a deep voice: "You can see clearly, I am the number one! Just now, the number one bid was two million and one million high-grade spirit stones, and the number one bid was the highest!"

"Oh. ”

Nian Qi nodded and said, "You're right. ”

Hearing this, Canglang Zhenren's expression eased slightly.

Unexpectedly, Nian Qi's words changed, and he said very seriously: "However, the one who has obtained the right to customize the best spiritual weapon is the number three." ”

If the results announced at the beginning were announced, everyone still suspected that they had not heard clearly.

This time, many of the monks present could hear it clearly.

There is a case!

The monks who had already left gathered in front of the Ink Spirit Refining Workshop at a faster speed, most of them gloating, waiting to see the excitement.

There was no one around Canglang Zhenren, but in the blink of an eye, another group of people came up!

A hint of banter flashed in Yunshan Zhenren's eyes, and he pretended to be concerned and asked, "Fellow Daoist of Canglang, what's going on?"

"Humph!"

Canglang Zhenren's face was ugly, he snorted coldly, his eyes were gloomy, he stared at Nian Qi and asked slowly, "Little girl, you're not joking with me, are you?"

Canglang Zhenren's body exuded a palpitating aura, slowly pressing Nian Qi over.

Anyone can see that Canglang Zhenren is really angry at this time!

Facing the coercion of Canglang Zhenren, Nian Qi's face did not change, and asked rhetorically: "Do you think I look like a joke?"

"Okay, I want an explanation!"

Canglang Zhenren stepped forward, his long and narrow eyes were shining, and his momentum was compelling, and he questioned loudly.

Canglang Zhenren was violent, Nian Qi frowned, seemed to be a little impatient, and asked, "What explanation do you want?"

"Obviously, in the end, I made the highest bid, two million and one million top-grade spirit stones, and the right to customize the best spirit weapon, why should you give it to others!"

Canglang Zhenren said slowly: "Little girl, if you don't hear clearly, I can tell you again now, and the last bid is the highest price of my Canglang Zhenren!

"Oh. ”

Nian Qi responded indifferently, and asked rhetorically, "And then?"

Canglang Zhenren felt a faint pain in his chest, trembled lightly, and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

One side was thunderous, and it was on the verge of collapse, but the other side was still calm.

Seeing Canglang Zhenqing's white face for a while, everyone forced a smile.

"It's my master who bid for two million and one million top-grade spirit stones, didn't you hear clearly!" Si Yutang, a disciple behind Canglang Zhenren, couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward, and roared.

Nian Qi covered his ears and said coquettishly: "What are you yelling, it's amazing to be rich!"

This sentence was slammed back, and almost choked Si Yutang to death......

"Poof!"

Finally, someone couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Canglang Zhenren took a deep breath, the muscles on his face twitched, the corners of his eyes jumped wildly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Obviously, the one with the highest price wins, I just want to ask, where are the rules of the Moling Refining Workshop, and where is the fairness!"

"Rules?fairness?"

Nian Qi looked at Canglang Zhenren with a look of 'hello and naïve', and said: "In the Moling Refining Workshop, all the rules are fair and fair, and my son-in-law has the final ......say." )