After Liu Chen entered, he asked about the status of the consignment.

As a result, I knew that there was indeed a sword spirit weapon to bid, but I didn't accept private purchases.

Liu Chen sighed, then walked into the bidding hall and found a place to sit down.

Liu Chen secretly used his divine sense to search the entire venue.

He was very cautious, and he ignored some key and important points without saying a word, so as not to cause misunderstanding.

Through his divine sense, he sensed some acquaintances.

He found that the disciple of the Ximen family, Ximen Fei, followed behind a young man and sat in the middle direction.

The other person was Master Zhang, who entered the private room under the guidance of the waiter.

"It looks like these guys should all be going to the Northern Swallow Land, stopping here on the way. Liu Chen secretly estimated.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his state to the best.

It didn't take long for the hammer to sound.

When I landed, the bidding hall was quiet, and everyone's eyes were looking ahead.

There, there was a bidding stand, and the light was shining.

"Everyone, thank you for your face, come to participate in the bidding meeting of our Ziwei Building, there are indeed a lot of good babies today, I hope you can be satisfied!"

It was the old man in white who Liu Chen had seen, and he said with a smile: "This time the bidding things, everyone must have obtained some news, and I won't talk nonsense here." ”

"Now, put the bidding on our first treasure!"

As soon as the old man in white finished speaking, a waitress came over with a porcelain plate.

"This is the Hot Furnace Pill, this is a kind of elixir from the hands of the pharmacist, presumably everyone should be familiar with it. ”

"This kind of medicinal pill can increase the power of the sword spirit of the person who practices martial arts in the Sanhua Gathering Top Realm, it is very pure, and the person who practices martial arts only needs to absorb it. The old man in white explained.

Liu Chen knew that this elixir could shorten the cultivation time, allowing those who practiced martial arts to rapidly improve their cultivation realm in a short period of time.

However, this kind of thing can't be eaten too much, after all, it is not the power of the sword spirit that you have cultivated.

"There are three in total, and they are bid separately. The old man in white obviously knew about this kind of thing, and he said slowly, "The reserve price is nine thousand inferior sword crystals, and each price increase must not be less than nine hundred." ”

As soon as the old man in white landed at his words, the people below boiled.

Most of the people present were martial arts practitioners, and they were all in the Sanhua Gathering Peak Realm, and they needed this elixir very much.

At that moment, many people began to make offers.

"Nine thousand two hundred!"

"Nine thousand five hundred!"

"Nine thousand eight hundred ......"

Liu Chen was speechless when he heard it, it seemed that he still underestimated the temptation of this elixir.

For ordinary martial arts practitioners, the increase in the cultivation realm will also greatly increase their combat effectiveness, and they may be able to gain attention in the gate, or have a few more chances of success when exploring.

In the end, the first hot furnace pill was bought for 30,000.

The remaining two pills were bought at a price of 30,000 and 30,000 respectively.

Three pills were actually sold for almost 100,000 inferior sword crystals, which was something that Liu Chen had not dared to imagine before.

The price of the first thing was bid, and the old man in white was also very satisfied.

What followed was very smooth, but the treasures that appeared in the bidding field were not ordinary.

Liu Chen has never done anything, and he has no shortage of exercises and pills, only a sharp weapon.

The bidding will be carried out slowly, and at the time of the three incense sticks, seven things will be sold.

And at this moment, on the bidding table, the old man in white said loudly.

"The following thing can be said to be a rare treasure, I hope you can not miss it. ”

His words aroused everyone's interest, and many people asked me to see what it was.

"Master Qi, don't sell Guanzi, hurry up!"

A martial arts practitioner shouted.

Everyone looked at the bidding table with curiosity on their faces, waiting for the old man in white to reveal the answer.

A beautiful handmaiden stepped forward and pulled out a large crimson knife.

The old man in white held the big knife in his hand and waved it gently into the sky, and suddenly the heat wave was monstrous.

Call!

Like a sea of fire, the air was red.

"Xuan-level spirit weapon!" everyone below felt this strength and exclaimed.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

All of a sudden, everyone's fiery eyes were all condensed on the bidding table.

The old man in white was very satisfied with this effect, and he said with a loud smile: "Yes, it is indeed a Xuan-level spiritual weapon, and it is also an ancient thing. ”

"This sword is not a contemporary product. ”

"Don't miss this opportunity!"

The old man in white put the big knife back, and then said with a smile: "The reserve price is 100,000 inferior sword crystals, every time the price increases, 10,000 sword crystals!"

His words echoed in the bidding arena.

Hiss –

Everyone was taken aback, and the fire in their hearts was extinguished a lot.

The number of 100,000 sword crystals is not small, and ordinary martial arts practitioners can't take it at all.

Unless they are some great sect disciples, or the sons of the family, they can afford to pay such a huge amount of money, and once these people participate in the bidding, then the price will definitely not be more than 100,000 sword crystals.

There was a little silence for a while, ordinary disciples couldn't afford it, and those who had money were watching.

Liu Chen frowned slightly, this kind of scene was definitely not what he wanted to see.

"Nineteen thousand. He said calmly.

Xuan-level treasure swords, which are not common, he doesn't believe that these people can let them go.

Sure enough, since he opened his mouth, people have increased the price one after another.

The price of the fiery red broadsword has been rising, reaching 130,000.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners have already begun to swallow spit, Liu Chen's eyes flashed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He knew that the price would not stop there, because he found that some of the people who participated in the auction were disciples of Simon's family.

He is Ximen Fei's brother, Ximen Feng.

As a swordsman and an elite disciple on the Crouching Tiger list, Liu Chen thought that he would not let go of this opportunity.

Sure enough, that Ximen Feng's face was gloomy, as if he was a little irritable.

He snorted coldly, and a cold voice came out: "One hundred hundred thousand!"

Be quiet.

Only Ximen Feng's voice was echoing, and everyone was frightened by his price increase.

Liu Chen smiled with satisfaction, the price had already exceeded his budget, and even the old man in white on the bidding table laughed.

Just when everyone thought it was going to end, a lazy voice sounded.

"Two hundred thousand!"

"What?

"Someone actually doesn't buy Ximen Feng's face!"

On the land of Jingzhou, there is no one who does not know Ximen Peak.

However, when everyone knew that the voice was coming from, they all fell silent.

Because, the voice came from a private room.

But the people who can enter the private room are far from being comparable to them.

Ximen Feng's face was gloomy, he looked at the private room on the second floor, and his fists clenched violently.

"Two hundred and thirty thousand!"

Ximen Feng quoted the price.

"Two hundred and thirty thousand!"

The voice was still lazy, unchanged.

"Two hundred and thirty thousand!" Ximen Feng gritted his teeth and said, this was already his extreme, and he could only dispel the idea of buying it if he had more.

His knuckles turned iron blue from the constant straining of his hands.

With this knife, he can definitely enter the top forty-five of the Crouching Tiger list!

"Two hundred and fifty thousand. ”

The voice was like saying something that wasn't worth mentioning.

Ximen Feng's body stiffened, he didn't quote, but sat with a gloomy face.

On the bidding table, the old man in white said with a smile: "Congratulations to the owner of the No. 4 private room for obtaining this Xuan-level treasure knife." ”

Everyone was shocked, the price of 250,000 had already exceeded the value of the Xuan-level low-grade spiritual weapon, but that person didn't care about it at all.

The happiest thing was Liu Chen, he didn't expect that a Xuan-level low-grade spiritual weapon could be sold for two hundred and fifty thousand sword crystals, which was already close to the price of a Xuan-level middle-level spiritual weapon.

With these sword crystals, he had more confidence in the sword spirit weapons that were about to be bidding later.

The next bidding meeting was a little flat, and everyone's mood was obviously not very high.

But then one thing once again pushed the atmosphere of the bidding meeting to a climax.

The old man in white took out a sharp sword and raised it high in the air.

The sword is one meter long, with intricate inscriptions engraved on it, and the sword body is as cold as autumn water.

The sword danced gently, and the sword qi moved, cutting through the sky.

Liu Chen keenly sensed that the destructive power of this sharp sword was far away from the fiery red sword.

"The sword name is Phoenix Dance Feihong, a Xuan-level medium spiritual weapon, the reserve price is 180,000, and every time the price increases, 10,000!"

The old man in white's voice fell, and everyone was boiling.

At this moment, the door of the bidding meeting slowly opened, and a group of people strode in.

Everyone was puzzled and looked back.

They knew that during the bidding process, people who practiced martial arts were not allowed to enter and leave at will.

But now someone ignored the rule and strode in.

Liu Chen also looked back, and when he saw the man, his body froze.

In the rear, a group of people stood at the entrance, their bodies blooming with a powerful aura.

The man in the middle had sharp eyes, like a sword out of its sheath.

Liu Chen's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Liu Yun is coming!"

There were many people who looked at the figure behind them and screamed in surprise.

This is the fifth-ranked fierce man on the Crouching Tiger list, and it is rumored that he will have a big battle with the third place, and it is very likely that he will improve again.

In addition, he was born in Tianbo Mansion and has a noble status, far beyond ordinary people.

"There's something going on the road, it's too late, it's a lot of disturbance!" Liu Yunlai said to several old people in Ziwei Building.

Tianbo Mansion is the top force in the Great Pond Country, and Liu Yunlai is the leader of the younger generation of Tianbo Mansion with a special identity.

Although they Ziweilou are powerful, they don't want to offend a giant like Tianbo Mansion.

Liu Yunlai and the others were invited into a private room, and everyone's eyes returned to the bidding table again.

The old man in white cleared his voice and said word by word: "Feng Wu Feihong Sword, the reserve price is 200,000, and the shooting will start now!"

Liu Chen took a deep breath, and just now, he had an urge to rush forward.

Fortunately, he held back.

He wants to return to Tianbo Mansion and defeat Liu Yun in front of many clansmen.

He wants to restore his reputation!

Taking a deep breath, Liu Chen's mind returned to the bidding meeting.

At this time, the price has already risen to 230,000, and it continues to rise.

After all, this is a Xuan-level mid-level spiritual weapon, which can increase the attack by sixty percent, and no one is not greedy.

"Three hundred and twenty thousand!"

In the private room where Liu Yunlai was, the price was transmitted.

But Liu Chen knew that this was not Liu Yun's voice, it should be the people around him.

In the No. 6 private room, Liu Yunlai sat on a comfortable chair, and next to him was a young man with a knife pattern.

"What, are you interested in that sword?" asked Liu Yunlai calmly.

"I just want to collect it. A gleam flashed in the eyes of the sword-patterned youth, and the corners of his lips curled.

"Three hundred and ninety-thousand. ”

At this moment, a lazy voice came out, clearly echoing in the lobby.

Everyone was stunned, first, they didn't expect that someone would have the courage to grab something from someone who came from Liu Yun.

Besides, everyone saw that the owner of this voice was the one who bought the big sword spirit weapon.

When Ximen Feng heard this voice, his body trembled a little, and this voice made him miss the opportunity.

In the No. 6 private room, the knife-patterned young man snorted coldly: "There are really people who don't want to die!"

He was about to fight back, when the sound of quotations rang out in the lobby again.

"Three hundred and twenty thousand!"

The voice was very steady, and there was a firmness in his tone.

Everyone was in an uproar and turned their heads to find the person who spoke.

Liu Chen was in the lobby, and he didn't deliberately hide it, and it didn't take long for someone to find him.

Thousands of eyes converged on his body, and many people were puzzled.

"Who is this man in black?"

"I don't know, he actually has the courage to rob things from the people who came from Liu Yun, and he will definitely die!"