A loud voice, echoing throughout the auction floor. Immediately, there was an uproar, and many people were looking for who the bidder was.

The bidder was naturally Han Long and Han Dashao.

When he came to the lawless land for the first time, he didn't know anything about these things, and he didn't know the hidden secrets.

Like all the other auction items, this third-class artifact, which had been in the tomb for an unknown amount of time, was somewhat damaged. There are also many yin qi resentment, attached to the sword, causing its power to be greatly reduced, and it may also damage itself.

In fact, not many people want such a magic weapon, but the Song family shrewdly set the price at the starting price of 10,000 spirit stones, which is more than ten times lower than the ordinary third-class magic weapon, which has aroused people's hearts to pick up leaks. After all, the damage is not irreparable, and the yin qi resentment on it can also be removed.

The Starfire Sword wasn't Han Long's target, but things were that amazing. Before coming here, Han Long had obtained a spiritual material that could dissolve the yin and evil qi, which could just be used on this Starfire Sword.

In this way, Han Long bought a third-class magic weapon at a low price, and even if he didn't use it himself, he could sell it for a high price of 200,000 yuan, making a small profit.

That's why he made a bid to buy this artifact.

But as soon as this price was spoken, it immediately attracted the hateful eyes of countless people around.

Being stared at by so many people, anyone who is a little more sensitive can feel it, not to mention Han Long, the first day of the Han family, a foundation building monk.

Looking around, there were two bodyguards behind Rao is bodyguards, and Han Long couldn't help but shudder. The eyes cast around him almost seemed to eat him alive, it was too fierce.

Wang Cheng said covertly: "Da Shao, according to the rules of the auction house here, only the person with the highest status can sit in room No. 1. ”

Han Long was suddenly blindsided.

The most honorable person here, needless to say, is either the Son himself. And his identity has not been revealed, so he is naturally the Holy Son of Zoroastrianism. No wonder the people around him were so angry, it turned out that because of their own bidding, they robbed the Holy Son of things. If the Son is angry, the land of lawlessness will not be easy.

"In this barbarian land, there are so many rules. That holy son, hurry up and bid, as long as you bid, it is to add an extra spirit stone, I will definitely give up, and I will never rob you!"

However, after waiting for a long time, I didn't hear anyone bid again.

The eyes of the people around him became more fierce, and Han Long's heart was also extremely bitter.

The master of ceremonies did not count or strike a hammer, but just stood there and did not speak.

The people in the city government knew that he was waiting for the Holy Son, and if the Holy Son didn't open his mouth, he would never dare to shoot this thing.

In room No. 1, Song Qingli smiled and said, "Holy Son, why didn't you make a bid?"

Lin Daoxun smiled and said, "I'm just shouting and playing, I don't mean anything else, you can continue the auction." ”

"Yes. ”

Song Qingli responded, and then said loudly: "Continue the auction!"

It seems that the Holy Son does not want this sword anymore, and the people below breathe a sigh of relief, and the auction continues. But the price has reached 120,000, a very problematic third-class magic weapon, not worth the price. Moreover, who can guarantee that the Holy Son will not want this sword again on a whim?

Therefore, no one made a bid, and this Starfire Sword fell on Han Long's body.

120,000 spirit stones were bought, and after the yin qi and resentment were removed, they could be sold for 200,000 yuan, and Han Long also made a small profit of 80,000 spirit stones. But when he held the sword, he didn't feel the slightest excitement, and his whole heart trembled.

Because of the group of people around him, after he got the sword, his eyes were as sharp as swords, if it weren't for the auction venue and Ruyi City, they would probably have already done it.

In room No. 1, Lin Daoxun knew that his plan was not successful, as long as he opened his mouth, no one would bid at the bottom, how could he raise the price?

So, he thought of another way.

"Master Song, why don't we talk about a deal. ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

Lin Daoxun smiled: "The head of the Song family won't listen to what I want to talk to you, what kind of business is it?"

"What His Highness can take care of His Highness must be unimaginably big business. My Song family was able to catch the carriage of His Royal Highness the Holy Son, which is a blessing for my Song family. ”

Lin Daoxun smiled and said, "Then, this person will introduce the business I said." ”

"This?" Song Qingli's gaze turned to Guan Bufan, she was very interested in these two people who were following the Holy Son, but the Holy Son didn't say it, they didn't say it themselves, and Song Qingli didn't ask.

The cultivation is far less than the Jindan period, and it is certain that he is not a bodyguard.

"Master Song, please take a look!"

Guan Bufan took out a mold and put it in front of Song Qingli.

Song Qingli didn't need to do anything, and with a sweep of his spiritual sense, he clearly understood everything about this mold.

"What a fine mold! I didn't expect this gentleman to be a master refiner!"

Guan Bufan smiled slightly and said, "The advantage of the mold magic refiner is that the production cost is low and the output is high, and the disadvantage is that the power of the refined magic weapon is insufficient. But my delicate mold solves this only shortcoming. ”

"So, as long as we make small profits and quick turnover, we can get huge profits!"

Song Qingli is worthy of being a hundred-year-old fox, and she can see through it at all.

"Then the business that His Highness the Holy Son is talking about is this. Song Qingli's eyes were full of surprise.

At first, she just thought that His Highness the Holy Son just wanted to have fun casually, but the business in front of her could bring her a lot of profits. Originally, she agreed just to get a tie with the Holy Son, but now this business can not only bring huge profits to her family, but also sit in the same boat with the Holy Son, which can really be said to be a surprise.

"Yes, that's the business. We are responsible for the molding, and you are responsible for the production. How?"

"Good!good!good!" Song Qingli nodded busily.

"So you see, how should this profit be divided?"

"This ......"

Song Qingli hesitated, according to her previous practice, she should help His Royal Highness the Holy Son do this for free, but the wealth is moving, and in the face of huge profits, she is moved.

Although even if it is done for free, the Song family will get huge benefits. First of all, the mold produces a large number of magic instruments, and the flow into the market will cause a shock in the magic instrument market. Some families whose main livelihood is magic weapons will inevitably be impacted, their business will be greatly reduced, and their family strength will be affected after a long time.

In Ruyi City, the enemies of every family are all other families, and the Song family is no exception. The enemy is weak, I am strong, and the strength of other families has decreased, which means that the strength of the Song family has increased.

Moreover, helping the Holy Son and playing the name of the Holy Son of Zoroastrianism, the Song family immediately became invincible in Ruyi City, and not many people dared to offend the Song family with the Holy Son behind them. With the help of this general trend, the Song family can rise to the top, and it is not impossible to become the first family in Ruyi City.

However, even if Song Qingli had thought about everything clearly and clearly, she was still moved. After all, this profit is too big!

"What does Your Highness think, how about you six and me?"