Chapter Seventy-One: Purple Ink Gold Stone
Half a month has passed like this, and everyone has also dealt with the things that are not very important, plus the Yuan Stone in the Grandmaster's Relics that they got before, in this auction, except for the several forces that have been well prepared, I am afraid that no one can really compete with them.
Under the leadership of Wang Mo, everyone came to the auction venue early, looking at the endless flow of people, there were many immortal cultivators above the middle level of qi refining, Wang Mo even felt that there were several aura that threatened him wandering around, so many immortal cultivators, compared to the original Tianfeng City, it was really a world of difference.
Once inside, the splendid and luxurious decorations inside are magnificent. I didn't expect to meet Lan Gupan's father and daughter here, but after seeing it, I nodded slightly, and I entered a private room surrounded by my subordinates, only Lan Xi'er looked at Wang Mo's eyes a little dodgy, looking a little afraid, and when he entered the box, he didn't know if he could still be so calm.
Several people have VIP stickers given by Hongtaiyuan, so naturally they don't need to go to the hall, but they come directly to the private room on the second floor. The level of luxury inside is far greater than that of the hall. Not only are all kinds of food and drink supplies readily available, but there are also two young maids standing aside, with a posture of E'na, when they saw everyone entering, they first said a blessing, that is, they served tea and poured water on the side, showing thoughtful service.
From the floor-to-ceiling windows in front, you can clearly see the empty hall in front of you, which is already full of people, and there are thousands of people in the dark pressure, but the people below can't see the situation inside from the outside.
didn't wait for a while, I saw an old man with gray hair and a green robe come to the stage, press his hands down slightly against the audience, and then see that the noise suddenly disappeared, and they all paid attention to the old man.
"Old Wan Qingsong, as the director of this venue, it is an honor for me to be here. Whether it is an old customer or a new customer, here the old man will reiterate the rules of the auction hall..."This Wan Qingsong first cleared his throat, and then said a long sentence.
It is meaningless to say that it is not allowed to buy and sell forcefully and disrupt the order of the venue. Although this Wan Qingsong did not have his vitality, the people in this huge venue all heard his words clearly, which showed the depth of his cultivation.
As Wan Qingsong finished speaking, he finally said: "The first auction will be hosted by my Miss Feng Lingling for everyone!
I saw the curtain behind it slowly open, and I saw a beautiful woman with a graceful posture, a delicate figure, and a colorful dress walking in. When he saw this woman's face clearly, he couldn't stop being slightly stunned with Wang Mo's light heart, and sighed in his heart that he really had the posture of a goddess.
Not to mention those who are unstable, some of them were directly stunned on the spot.
I saw this woman come to the stage and stand still, bowed slightly to everyone in the audience, and said a thousand blessings, that is, she lightly opened her lips and said: "Thank you for your support to the general sales firm, and the next auction will be presided over by the little woman for everyone!"
As the voices of some hecklers in the audience fell, the first lot was carried to the auction table.
It is a medium-grade magic weapon like a long sword, but looking at the first lot, you can see the strength of this trading firm. In the cultivation world of the Great Xia Empire, except for the disciples of the sect, most of the immortal cultivators, only those who are in the middle level of qi refining have magic weapons, and they are still inferior, and even some immortal cultivators who have just entered the middle level of qi refining are mostly things that have only been roughly refined, which can barely be called magic weapons, not to mention those who are at the lower level of qi refining. It can be seen from this that many scattered cultivators and cultivation resources are very tight. And this is also the source of the contradiction between the cultivation of the scattered sect and the cultivation of the sect.
"The first lot, the mid-grade top-grade magic weapon Qingfeng Sword, starts with ~ two hundred lower grade yuan stones, and the bidding starts below, and the price increase shall not be less than twenty lower grade yuan stones each time!" I have to say that this Feng Lingling is not only beautiful, but also quite good at talking, I saw this Qingfeng sword in her mouth, with her words, the field set off a wave of enthusiasm, as if it was more rare than the high-grade magic weapon.
"Two hundred and five stones!" said one of the adventurers, who was the first to bid, and really stood up and looked around as if he were an enemy of him.
"Three hundred! hillbilly, you really take yourself seriously!" a young man dressed as a noble boy glanced at the adventurer with contempt and spoke.
"Seven hundred!"
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Wang Mo looked at the fierce competition in the audience and sighed that this auction house would really do business. He is not a hairy boy who doesn't understand anything on the spot, this medium-grade magic weapon, the approximate price is about three hundred yuan stone, even if it is particularly outstanding, it is only between three hundred and four hundred, this Feng Lingling just explained a little, and finally won eight hundred yuan, which is completely the price of an ordinary high-grade magic weapon, if it is consigned by others, and then take two percent of the commission from it, it is really not a decimal. If all those who accumulate wealth are like this, then why the loose cultivation is so poor, then it is understandable.
As the lots were put on the market and bought, some people were elated, and some people sighed and beat their chests because they were shy in their pockets.
Wang Mo has never cared much about these things that are not of much use, and Bi Yunxin and others, who are used to seeing good things, have no interest in the next things after the enthusiasm at the beginning has passed. For them, when they were shopping like a treasure hunt, they were all appraisers who handled the trading houses, and after their inspections, there was rarely anything missing.
Just when everyone was a little drowsy, Wang Mo's body straightened up slightly. Shui Ruohan in her arms felt Wang Mo's movements, and she also looked out the window curiously, but she didn't have everyone's cultivation, but she couldn't see the items on the auction table dozens of meters away.
But at this time, on the platform, there is a huge piece of ore, purple and black, two meters square, but looking at its heavy appearance, you know that its weight is not light.
Feng Lingling was explaining: "This is a piece of purple ink gold stone, weighing four thousand catties, it is an indispensable material for casting and refining high-grade magic weapons, if it is cast by the refining master, there is no great chance that there will be a spiritual weapon, and if you are interested in casting, you may wish to take a picture of it." The starting price is 1,000, and the price increase shall not be less than 100 yuan each time, and the bidding will start below!"
Unexpectedly, the people who were enthusiastic before seemed a little cold this time. Obviously, there are very few people in the audience who are interested in this purple ink gold stone, after all, most of the magic weapons are controlled by the Casting and Refining Hall, even if some forces buy it, it will still fall into the hands of the Casting and Refining Hall in various places, and the refiners they themselves have cultivated, but few of them are advanced enough to refine high-grade magic weapons.
"Hehe, since everyone is not interested, then I will give 1,100 lower grade Yuan Stones!" A full of anger, but slightly arrogant words sounded.
Everyone looked up, it was Li Chengfeng, the steward of the shop in the Casting Hall in Jiyang City, and they knew the pride in their hearts when they looked around.
Feng Lingling frowned slightly, looking at Li Chengfeng in the audience, but she didn't express displeasure, she was as smart as her, she naturally knew the reason for this situation, and sighed in her heart, so she said: "One thousand and one hundred yuan, once!" After a pause, seeing that no one was bidding, she continued: "One thousand~"
Before he could say it for the second time, he heard a crisp voice coming from the box on the second floor: "One thousand two hundred Yuan Stones!"
"Hmm, who is so bold as to dare to compete with the people of the Casting Hall?" Wan Qingsong frowned slightly, looking at the box where the voice came from and thinking secretly. After a while, he beckoned to the people around him and gave a slight command, but when he saw the people nodding yes, he bowed and went out without mentioning it.
"Who?"
"I really don't know whether to live or die!"
"I didn't expect that there would be people who would dare to compete with the Casting Hall this year!"
There was a buzz in the auction hall, Feng Lingling looked at the scene below, as the organizer, she was naturally happy to see someone competing, even if the power of the Casting Hall was great, she would not dare to bully their firm, but at this time, the noisy scene also made her quite unhappy.
Feng eyes swept over the floor-to-ceiling window of the box, Li Chengfeng's slightly gloomy face, lightly opened his lips and said, "The guests in the No. 9 box bid 1,600 lower grade yuan stones, and does anyone increase the price?"
Li Chengfeng heard what Feng Lingling said, the gloomy person on his face flashed away, the reason why he personally exported the bidding before was to rely on the prestige of the Casting Hall to make those who were willing to bid back down, but he didn't expect that there were really people who dared to compete with him regardless of the prestige of the Casting Hall.
Taking a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart, he sat back in his seat, waved his hand to let his subordinates shout that they were going to find out the person who was bidding, and instructed the maid next to him to continue bidding.
Such a pretty maid bowed down obediently, and said, "Seven hundred Yuan Stones!"
"Two thousand"
"Two Thousand One Hundred"
"Two thousand two hundred!"
"Hmph! Two thousand five hundred lower grade yuan stones!" Li Chengfeng said angrily, he didn't expect the other party to be so unpopular, although one or three thousand lower grade yuan stones was really not much for him, but it also had a little impact on his purchasing power in the future, but what he cared about most was that the other party swept his face like this, which also made him feel embarrassed.
"Three thousand lower grade Yuan Stone!" It was still the maid's crisp voice that sounded, obviously the other party didn't want to let go of this purple ink gold stone.
Li Chengfeng heard that the other party continued to bid the price, and immediately waved his sleeves angrily, signaling the maid not to continue to follow. It's not that he has a sudden kindness, but he has other plans.
Feng Lingling looked at the box where Li Chengfeng was, and said after a slight pause: "The ninth box bid three thousand yuan stones, the first time." Is there anyone else bidding? There is a rare opportunity, as long as the technique is right, but it can be a good material that can be cast into several magic weapons?"
Although the magic weapon is a rare treasure for everyone in the field, but from the perspective of the powerhouses in the back layer of qi refining, as long as they pay a sufficient price, they can get it, and at this time, spending so many yuan stones to buy raw materials is a little more than worth the loss.
Wang Mo frowned slightly, waiting for Feng Lingling to continue to quote the price, but he had never seen this woman delay so much before.
Feng Lingling looked around and saw that there was no competition, so she reluctantly said: "Three thousand yuan stones, the second time!
I feel that it is no longer easy to delay, Feng Lingling also knows that this purple ink gold stone can only be sold at this price today, and immediately claps the board and says: "Three thousand lower grade yuan stone for the third time, the transaction, congratulations to the ninth guest!"