Chapter 44: The Auction Begins

Mu Hao first stayed in an inn called "Seoul" in Fang City, waiting for tomorrow's Wanbaoge auction. After moving into the room, Mu Hao transplanted the bamboo obtained from Lei Tiankun into the medicinal field of the Eight Scenes Gourd.

After a night's rest, everything is ready for Mu Hao. After a short journey, we officially entered the auction hall of Wanbao Pavilion. In the beginning, there were not many people in the auction hall, but gradually, more and more people gathered, and people kept pouring in from the entrance. At a glance, there is a sea of people, and there is no edge in the black pressure, and there are more heads than ants. In the bustling crowd, you can hear people's laughter and conversation everywhere.

"There are so many people!" Standing at the end of the crowded entrance, Mu Hao looked up at the surging flow of people that appeared in front of him, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation in his mouth.

At the gate of the Wanbao Pavilion auction hall, dozens of black-clothed men with indifferent faces wore sharp magic weapons around their waists. The eagle-sharp gaze constantly swept through the flow of people coming and going. Judging from the aura faintly seeping out of these men's bodies, Mu Hao actually found that five of them were at the level of the foundation building stage, and the others were also at the level of the peak of the qi refining period.

The person who casually takes it out to guard the door has the strength of the foundation building period. It seems that the strength of this "Wanbao Pavilion" is really extremely strong! At least, the Qianyang Sect is reluctant to take out the powerhouses of the foundation building period as gatekeepers.

tightened the wide gray robe wrapped around his body, and Mu Hao inside the gray robe bowed his head slightly. The shadow of the cloak completely obscures its face. For Mu Hao, who had cultivated to only the seventh level of Qi refining, he didn't think that it was a wise decision to expose his body at will.

Following the flow of people, Mu Hao slowly entered the auction hall. The huge space in it made him lose his mind for a moment again. Then he immediately recovered, and walked towards the center of the auction hall.

Inside this auction room, huge screens are hung around it. On the screen, there are countless descriptions of the items that will be auctioned. Mu Hao took a cursory look, but he didn't find anything too strange, thinking that those strange things should have been used as the bottom of the box, and in order to maintain the mystery, they were not released. Of course, some powerful forces are naturally able to find out the true information of those treasures at the bottom of the box through some other channels.

When Mu Hao entered the entrance of the auction. The flow of people who were almost crowded and the noise and scolding that rose to the sky made him a little sluggish, but he didn't expect this auction conference to attract so many people, and it really deserved to be a rare annual event in the entire Qianguo Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Please show your admission ticket. Hearing this, Mu Hao took out an inky black piece of paper and showed it to the man who spoke, and the man just nodded and let Mu Hao in.

Entering the passage, the light is slightly dim. Follow the hallway all the way to the end, then turn a corner. Suddenly, a giant auction hall appeared in sight, making Mu Hao take a light breath.

The auction hall is extremely huge, the dense seats, and the auction platform that is almost entirely made of brilliant crystals are a little dazzling to see.

"Sir, what is the seat number?" Mu Hao was slightly stunned. A beautiful maid walked over quickly and asked respectfully.

Mu Hao didn't answer, and directly handed over the inky black piece of paper. And the maid looked at the color of the paper. There was a disdain in his eyes, and his attitude became much more disrespectful. Then he bent down slightly and said softly, "Sir, please come with me." ”。 After speaking, the maid hurriedly walked forward with Mu Hao, and Mu Hao followed slowly.

The maid shuttled through the huge venue for nearly ten minutes, and finally stopped at a place far from the crystal auction platform. Pointing to a seat, he smiled at Mu Hao, and bowed back.

Step into the spacious, plush soft seats. Mu Hao sat down with a soft touch. Jean almost felt the urge to curl his body into it. Looking up at the seats with better facilities in front of me, and the attic box upstairs full of mystery, I couldn't help but sigh lightly again. The most ordinary seats are like this, I don't know what the better seats and boxes in front of me are, this is the enjoyment brought by cultivating immortals.

When Mu Hao closed his eyes and recuperated for nearly half an hour. A crisp bell sounded slowly in the venue. After hearing this bell, Mu Hao also slowly opened his eyes. The noisy sound for a while, like a magic sound poured into the brain, swept in. He shook his head hard to keep his composure.

Look up at the glittering crystal platform. At this time, above, a white-haired old man who resembled an auctioneer was already standing on it with a smile on his face.

"It's finally going to begin!" he said, looking at the huge venue that was almost full. Mu Hao muttered in a low voice, with a slight expectation in his blue and black eyes.

The crisp chant of the bell slowly resounded in the auction hall. And as the bell rang, the extremely noisy noise in the field slowly gradually subsided. Countless eyes fell on the crystal platform, and their eyes were full of fire.

"Hehe, I guess you're a little impatient to wait. In that case, I won't say any more official words to dislike me. The white-haired old man in a cyan robe looked at the black and oppressive heads in the venue with slightly squinted eyes, and finally swept his gaze vaguely over the forces sitting in the front row, and glanced at the box upstairs distractedly. A loud voice echoed in the field.

As an experienced auctioneer. He knew exactly what the people involved in the auction wanted to hear and what they didn't want to hear. So the nonsense introduction of the opening ceremony was directly thrown by him. But it is true that the old man's hand did win the applause of the audience.

Even Lei Tiankun, who was not smiling, nodded slightly. "As the organizer of the auction of the annual Treasure Gathering Conference, we at Wanbao Pavilion will definitely not disappoint you this time. The old man clapped his hands. Then he said loudly: "I announce, the auction of the Demon City starts now!"

As the old man's voice fell, the huge crystal platform suddenly erupted with dazzling bright light. After a long time, the bright light faded away. On the crystal table, at the auction table in front of the white-haired old man. A fiery red scimitar is shining in the light, reflecting a refreshing red luster. Looking at the fluctuations of mana circulating on his body, it is obvious that this is a high-level magic weapon that has been carefully forged by a famous master.

"The name of this knife is Flame, a second-order medium-grade magic weapon. This knife is made of Mithril, and it can be said to be sharpened like clay. And a fire attribute circle is perfectly depicted on it. If it is a person who cultivates the fire attribute, if he holds it against the enemy, his power will definitely reach a higher level. High-level magic weapons, but they are a must-have thing to bring when you go out. If you are interested, don't skimp on the money in your pocket. Money is precious, but it must be enjoyed on the premise of life, isn't it? The old man held a fiery red scimitar in his hand, and the blade of the knife shook. A faint heat rose up, forming a faint flame that seemed to be absent. He squinted and turned his head to look inside the auction room. He said loudly: "The reserve price is one hundred spirit stones, please do it." ”

"High-level magic weapons. Looking at the knife, Mu Hao muttered, but he didn't have much interest. Now that his cultivation is low, high-level magic weapons are like chicken ribs to him, and his strength can't play the role that high-level magic weapons should play at all. Therefore, he did not mean to participate in the robbery. After all, he also knows that the real good things are in the back, and good steel is still better spent on the blade.

Of course, although Mu Hao is not interested, it naturally does not mean that others are not interested. For immortal cultivators, a good magic weapon is hard to find. Therefore, as soon as the white-haired old man's words fell, there were many bidding sounds in the auction hall one after another.

The first bid, after a few minutes of continuation. It was successfully auctioned by a thin man with a thin man's face full of excitement at a bid of one hundred and fifty lower grade spirit stones.

After the first auction went smoothly, it was brought to the auction table. Even more began to appear those dazzling kinds of strange things, treasure armor, elixir, magic techniques, exercises, medicinal materials and so on.

The successful bidding of the items again and again made the white-haired auctioneer on the stage laugh. Mu Hao sat on the soft chair and looked faintly at the crazy monks around him. Close his eyes slightly, waiting for something to make his heart flutter.

In the early days of the auction, there were no items that detonated the atmosphere. And those who bid are just some people sitting in the back. Those strong monks in the front row who had a huge number of spirit stones. But so far, he has not made a single move. Obviously, they also don't like the items that were previously auctioned, and only really good things will arouse their interest.

"Ding. ”

Another crisp bell rang from the crystal platform, and the white-haired auctioneer took a small silver plate from a beautiful maid with a smile on his face. On the silver plate, there are two small transparent jade bottles. In the jade bottles, each rolled a pale yellow elixir.

As soon as this elixir appeared, it attracted a lot of attention. After all, in the world of cultivating immortals, pills were heavyweight things that could be compared to exercises, magic techniques, magic weapons, and magic weapons. Even, some pills that can directly act on improving strength have made countless immortal cultivators rush to them.

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