This Cao Mengde's ambition is really big enough, in fact, it may be that the host is blowing blindly, but this burial tiger talisman is genuine, and everyone present at the venue is not ordinary people, so it can be seen naturally.

"Thirty million!" a merchant-looking figure on the left side of the first floor held up a sign.

"Thirty-five million!" someone on the second floor held up a sign.

......

The bidding was fierce, Liu Qi looked at the tiger talisman, and then closed his eyes, it's just a mundane thing, not to mention that this thing can't mobilize a million troops now, even if it can really mobilize a million troops, Liu Qi can't look down on it.

Although Liu Qi didn't like it, there were a lot of people present vying for this, after all, it was the burial object of Emperor Wei Wu, and it was also contaminated with a trace of his imperial luck, for ordinary people, if they carried it with them, it would be good for them to improve their luck. However, Liu Qi has lived for tens of thousands of years, and it would be ridiculous if he still relied on this kind of mortal emperor's thing to improve his luck.

"Two hundred million once!"

"Two hundred million times!"

"Two hundred million three times, deal!"

As the host's hammer fell, the tiger talisman was finally sold at a price of 200 million RMB, making a good start, and the high price of 200 million yuan was auctioned at the beginning, which shows the strong economic strength of everyone present.

This made Liu Qi a little worried, the money on his body was about more than 3 billion yuan in RMB, and he didn't know if it was enough to take pictures of what he wanted, if the money was not enough, he could try to exchange it for other things.

The auction continued, and at this time, the things auctioned were still mundane, and there was nothing Liu Qi wanted, and the transaction price was not less than 100 million, and the organizers also showed a happy smile.

The next lot is a poem written by Cao Zhi, the third son of Emperor Wu of Wei, and it is a rare immortal work. An hour had passed, and the host said to a lot that appeared on the stage, which was still covered with red silk, but the shape could also be seen to be a scroll.

Emperor Wei Wu loved Cao Zijian's poems the most during his lifetime, and it is understandable that he used his own poems to accompany the funeral. The woman in the third private room said excitedly.

At this time, the staff on the stage uncovered the red silk, and sure enough, it was a scroll, about the length of an adult's arm, and at this time, the two people on the stage opened the scroll and displayed the psalms in front of everyone present.

"How do I smell osmanthus?"

"I also smell it, how can there be a sudden fragrance of osmanthus. ”

"Look, it's coming from that scroll!"

When everyone heard this, they leaned over, and sure enough, the fragrance came from the scroll, and Liu Qi also smelled the fragrance, although the package was separated by glass, but it couldn't stop the breath.

"Look, what's that?"

At this time, from the scroll, a phoenix luan and a cocktail flew out, flying around the stage, this is a vision, it is rumored that only the writing that alarms the world can cause such a vision, and then, the words in the scroll also flew out, became larger and suspended in the air, and displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

"The Katsura Tree, the Katsura Tree

Gui Shengyi He Lijia!

Yang Zhu Hua and green leaves, flowing fragrant cloth to the end of the world.

There is a perched luan on the top and a disc cockroach on the bottom.

The tree of laurel, the true person who has attained the Tao will talk about immortals,

Teach you to take the daily essence.

The way is very provincial, not annoying, indifferent and natural.

Thousands of miles away, go and stay as you want.

High above the crowd, down is the poor pole heaven. “

This is Cao Zhi's poem --- "The Laurel Tree", many people present have read this poem, but today when they see the real work, they still feel very shocked, what kind of talent can cause such a vision.

A quarter of an hour later, the phoenix luan and the cocktail flying in the air flew into the scroll, and the words in the air gradually disappeared, and the two personnel of the Holy Lion Chamber of Commerce on the stage closed the scroll again, and the vision finally disappeared.

Liu Qi couldn't help but admire, this is the literary atmosphere, judging from the content of the poem, Cao Zhi is also a cultivator, he enters the Tao with the text, and the cultivation is this literary atmosphere, and the vision formed is the transformation of this literary qi, which can only be said to be this Cao Zijian, the true immortal.

However, Liu Qi is still not ready to make a move, although he can also absorb Wenqi, but he is not a major in Wenqi, so he doesn't particularly need this thing, so leave the money for what he needs later.

"Okay! I'll give a billion! This thing is mine. A voice like a silver bell came from the third private room, it was a woman's voice.

Before the host started to shout the reserve price, the No. 3 private room bid one billion, which is too rich, Liu Qi also looked at the No. 3 box next door, but he didn't expect it to be a group of women.

The host was stunned for a moment, and only reacted after a few seconds.

"The No. 3 private room has a billion guests, is there anything higher?"

"1.2 billion!" Someone shouted again.

"1.5 billion!"

The price competition became more and more fierce, and in the end, Cao Zhi's "Gui Zhishu Xing" was returned to the woman in the No. 3 private room at a price of 2 billion.

The current price has reached two billion, and I don't know how much the price will be raised by the time of the finale of the Heavenly Sword.

The host continued to preside over the auction, and at this time, another lot rose from the stage mechanism, still covered with red silk, but judging from its appearance, it should still be a scroll, could it be Cao Zhi's autographed work?

"Okay, good, good, it's the right day!" the classic men's woman in the third room was a little excited.

The moderator motioned for everyone to be quiet, and then began to speak:

"Everyone guessed correctly, this lot is Cao Zijian's autographed poem, but compared to the one just now, this one is more talented, wait a while, don't be scared. ”

Everyone held their breath and calmed down, the vision just now had surprised everyone, and at this time, they were mentally prepared in advance.

The staff of the Holy Lion Chamber of Commerce on the stage unveiled the red silk, picked up the scroll, opened it, and displayed it in front of everyone.

Suddenly, in the scroll, the golden light was magnificent, and everyone didn't have time to cover their eyes, only to see that the whole venue was filled with white gas in an instant, and after this white gas was inhaled into the body, it made people feel refreshed, just like a fairy, just when people were still intoxicated with this fairy energy, they fixed their eyes and looked around, where is this auction venue, it is clearly a fairyland.

The scenery around everyone changed, only to see that they were in the heavenly palace, here, there are white-haired immortals in the chess game, there are stunning fairies in the drumming and blowing sheng, there are countless swimming dragons soaring in the sky, and then looking up, there is an immortal, wearing the emperor's crown, taking the dragon as a horse, driving the dragon and the wind to tour in the sky, the immortal is not the emperor in the fairy palace? Everyone was immersed in this scene, and many monks' perceptions have improved, and the monks who have been stuck in the bottleneck for many years actually feel a little loosened in the realm.

Liu Qi didn't expect that he would be very surprised to see such a scene on this earth.

This is the Avenue Movement!