Chapter 166: Bidding
The auction went on for nearly half an hour, and Qin Ziyang didn't make a move, and kept waiting for the spirit corpse he had refined to appear. www.biquge.info In the past half an hour, no matter what kind of lot is produced, as long as it is a monk from another country, the Yuanyang Sword Sect will definitely bid to obstruct it.
Sometimes, even if the Yuanyang Sword Sect did not bid, there were also Diyan Sects or Qingyang Sects who offered to stop it, and the monks on the first floor looked more and more strange, and many monks quietly left. By the time the auction was almost over, there was not even a third of the monks left on the entire first floor.
In this regard, Gao Xin on the high platform turned a blind eye, coughed lightly, and continued to introduce: "Fellow Daoists, the next thing is the three finale items of this auction, these three treasures are obtained by my Hundred Treasure Pavilion with a lot of manpower and material resources. Both the rarity and the practicality are much higher than the previous lots. Okay, so let's not talk nonsense in the future, and now it's the first finale item!"
After speaking, Gao Xin waved his hand, and a young woman came up from the backstage, curling gracefully, holding a gilt flower scroll in both hands, came to the front desk, and gently opened the flower scroll.
There is nothing strange about this painting, just a scratch on the canvas obliquely, like a meteor chasing the moon, surrounded by a little starlight.
"Fellow Daoists. When the monk was still wondering what was painted on this painting, he only heard Gao Xin directly interrupt everyone's meditation and said: "This thing is the heirloom of a small Xiuzhen family in my country, so there are very few children with suitable spiritual roots in the descendants of the family, so I can't bear to auction it." ”
According to the current patriarch of the family, there was a Jindan ancestor on his ancestor, and this thing was obtained by chance from an ancient tomb when this Jindan ancestor traveled in the endless sea, and it was enshrined in the main hall at that time. However, this logistics has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, and no one has yet understood the mystery. ”
"Of course, this thing does not dare to be strict about whether it is a relic of Jindan Ancestor. But there is a real hidden mana fluctuation in it, but it can't be activated. Perhaps, we haven't waited for the right opportunity yet. ”
"If any of the Taoist friends here get this thing, maybe one day the opportunity will fall on their heads, and they will set foot on the supreme avenue!"
"Hahahaha, Gao Daoyou laughed, this matter is so easy for you to ......"
"This thing also dares to be regarded as the finale treasure, Baibao Pavilion really deceived me Zheng Guo has no one?"
"Gao Daoyou, don't talk nonsense, what is the reserve price of this thing?"
“......”
As soon as Gao Xin's words fell, there was a burst of laughter from everyone, and even on the second floor, many people laughed, and only a few people frowned and looked at this thing.
Among them, including Qin Ziyang.
"It's a familiar thing,......" he meditated, closing his eyes, trying to remember when and where he had seen it.
"Fellow Daoists, don't be impatient. Gao Xin hurriedly raised his hands to stop the commotion of the scene, and persuaded: "After all, this thing is the relic of Jindan Ancestor, and that small family has a word first, if the spirit stone in exchange is not at the price of their hearts, this thing will not be sold!"
"What, there are such rules!" shouted another.
"What kind of family is that family, could it be the Aoba Mountain Ye family?" someone shouted again, and many people shouted towards the monk surnamed Ye in the front row.
The monk surnamed Ye also stood up with an ugly face, and said, "Fellow Daoists, the ancestors are still fine, where can I get the relics?"
After the monk surnamed Ye explained, his eyes still glared at the monk who was outrageous, and the frightened man quickly hid his face and ran away, and quietly ran out.
Gao Xin saw that the scene was a little calm, so he hurriedly shouted: "The reserve price of this item is 3,000 lower-grade spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than 100 lower-grade spirit stones each time!"
"Hey, three thousand lower-grade spirit stones! This family also dares to speak, this price is the highest price in this lot." ”
"No, those treasures before were only two thousand!"
"Hehe, I don't know which wronged boss will bid......"
At the same time, Qin Ziyang was still frowning slightly, thinking about it, although he had not been to many places in his previous life, there were also a lot, and he had seen countless magic babies. It's really difficult to find a familiar treasure in a short period of time.
"Three thousand five hundred lower grade spirit stones!" Suddenly, a calm voice came from the second floor, it was the Yuanyang Sword Sect again!
"Okay, the Daoist friends of the Yuanyang Sword Sect bid three thousand five hundred lower-grade spirit stones, is there any bid. Is there any offer?" Gao Xin was almost overjoyed when he saw that someone was bidding, and it was the Yuanyang Sword Sect on the second floor.
When the Yuanyang Sword Sect made a bid, in a corner of the first floor, an old man with wrinkles on his forehead who was originally nervous suddenly became happy, breathed a long sigh of relief, and slowly leaned on the back of the table.
"Hehe, it's good if someone bids, it's good if someone bids. This thing is the only thing in my clan that is still valuable, with these spirit stones, I hope it can last until one or two good seedlings appear in the family!"
"Yuanyang Sword Sect...... Xu Shu!" Suddenly, Qin Ziyang's eyes lit up, and he finally remembered where he had seen this thing! However, what he saw at that time was not this painting scroll at all, but a flying sword!
In his previous life, when he was forced into the Northern Frontier Continent by the Yuanyang Sword Sect and entered the Endless Sea, he also entered an ancient tomb with a wave of Endless Sea Sea monks. And that ancient tomb is a place where Jindan sword cultivation is inherited!
After a series of battles in that ancient tomb, it was Xu Shu who came to the Endless Sea to track him down and obtained the inheritance. A flying sword made of deep-sea meteoric iron, and then this flying sword became Xu Shu's treasure!
"The inheritance of the Jindan monk!" Qin Ziyang sighed with some emotion, shook his head and said, "Although this thing is precious, it has not yet reached the point where I covet it. However, how can you let go of the things of the old enemy in the previous life here?"
"Four thousand!" Qin Ziyang cherished the words like gold and said lightly.
"Okay, which fellow Daoist has bid 4,000 lower grade spirit stones! There is no price increase!" Gao Xin looked up excitedly, wanting to see which box on the second floor was coming from. No wonder he would make such a move, there was no one who could compete with the Yuanyang Sword Sect for treasures except for the few boxes on the second floor!
However, the person who was fighting for the treasure with the Yuanyang Sword Sect this time came from a corner on the second floor.
"This fellow Daoist, is it your bid?" Gao Xin asked embarrassedly when he noticed Qin Ziyang's figure.
"Yes, can't the old man make a bid?" Qin Ziyang asked slowly with a hoarse voice.
"Of course you can, of course you can!" Gao Xin nodded hurriedly and said, "I, Baibao Pavilion, welcome all Daoist friends to bid, including you, of course!"
"Four thousand five hundred lower grade spirit stones!" At this moment, in the box on the second floor, Xu Shu's face was as usual, and he quoted a price again.
"Five thousand!" Qin Ziyang said without the slightest hesitation.
"Five thousand five hundred lower-grade spirit stones!" Xu Shu frowned slightly and continued.
"Six thousand!" Qin Ziyang continued to follow.
On the second floor, Xu Shu's face changed slightly, and he wanted to continue to speak. However, there was a slight hesitation.
He didn't understand it.