"Forty-five thousand spirit stones. "Since Ishikawa has made up his mind to take this Underworld Sword, there is absolutely no possibility of giving up.

Five thousand spirit stones were added at once, which made everyone stunned, and then let out bursts of exclamations.

"Young master, you can't add any more, this person is bound to win, and it won't make sense for us to fight with him any longer. The middle-aged man persuaded again.

"Senior Brother Qin, I don't need any earth-based magic weapons, and now the magic weapons are enough. Qiu Yun also hurriedly dissuaded.

Qin Yong's face was red and white for a while. Forty-five thousand spirit stones is by no means a small number. He himself knew very well that he only had more than 50,000 spirit stones on his body. Moreover, these 50,000 spirit stones are all useful.

And Qin Yong can use it, but it is only more than a hundred spirit stones every day. This is indeed very generous for ordinary monks, but when you look at it at the auction house, it is nothing.

Of course, if the Underworld Sword can be won by 30,000 spirit stones, it doesn't hurt even if it is given to Qiu Yun. As long as Qiu Yun is in his hands, this sword is the same as his own.

In this way, the remaining 20,000 spirit stones combined with the spirit stones on the middle-aged man's body are enough to bid for that treasure.

But if you spend all the 50,000 spirit stones on your body, and miss any treasure because of this, the consequences will be serious.

As soon as the middle-aged man reminded him like this, Qin Yong was suddenly startled, and he almost got into a big disaster. Regardless of everyone's eyes, he quickly sat down. Pretend nothing has happened.

The middle-aged man naturally saw what Qin Yong was thinking, and said in a low voice: "Young master, this person is rich and rich, and it seems that he has an extraordinary background. Everything you want is a must-have. We don't need to be like him. ”

This sentence was naturally to save some face for Qin Yong, after all, just now, Qin Yong was determined to take down this Underworld Sword and give it to Qiu Yun.

"I can see it too, so I don't know him like him. Qin Yong comforted himself.

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"Congratulations to this fellow Daoist for winning the Underworld Sword for 45,000 spirit stones. The white-bearded old man said with a smile.

The price of this piece of Underworld is high enough, and his income is naturally not cheap.

The next treasures are dazzling and dizzying, but they have two things in common, one is expensive and the other is rare.

These treasures are either from ancient ruins, treasures left behind by ancient monks, or they are made from precious and rare materials, or they are powerful.

Although Ishikawa was very interested, with the spirit stones in Ishikawa's pocket, there was only enough to buy a few pieces, so Ishikawa would not bid easily if it didn't have a treasure that made Ishikawa very tempted.

"The next treasure was obtained from the ancient ruins. I won't talk about the ancient ruins, and everyone knows it. This treasure was obtained from a seated Jindan monk. ”

The white-bearded old man took out a sword from the storage bag, but this sword was only half of it. The whole body is shining with silver.

Ishikawa was attracted by this sword at a glance, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed in his heart: "This sword, isn't it all made of Mithril?"

The section of this sword has no other color, and it is crystal silver, shining with a soft light.

"I think all of you Daoists can see that this sword is made of Mithril. I think you all know the value of Mithril. The starting price is 50,000 spirit stones, and each increase shall not be less than 1,000 spirit stones. ”

As soon as the white-bearded old man said this, the hall suddenly fell silent.

Ishikawa thought secretly in his heart: "This sword has been abandoned completely, and the price is so high, it must be because of the material of the sword." However, depending on the extent of the break, it seems unlikely that it will be repaired. Moreover, if this sword could be repaired, it would be impossible for the auction house not to repair it, and it would be impossible for those foundation building period monks to sit idly by and let these Qi cultivation period monks bid for it. ”

After thinking about it, Ishikawa concluded that this sword must not be repaired, and it is a waste. Otherwise, it will not be sold at a low price of 50,000 spirit stones.

Just because others are useless doesn't mean Ishikawa is useless. With the Immortal Mansion here, this half-truncated sword can be easily transformed into the hot Mithril.

Ishikawa estimated that such a large piece of Mithril was far more than 100,000 spirit stones.

Of course, you can buy the best at the lowest price. So Ishikawa is not in a hurry to bid and see what others think of this half-truncated sword.

"Fifty-one thousand spirit stones. "Someone is bidding.

A quarter of an hour passed, and no one raised the price.

The white-bearded old man hesitated slightly, and then said, "Fifty-one thousand spirit stones ...... for the first time."

"Fifty-two thousand spirit stones. Only then did Ishikawa speak.

"Okay, this fellow Daoist bid for 52,000 spirit stones, is there anything higher?" asked the white-bearded old man happily.

There was silence. Even the monks, who had just started bidding, were not raising their prices.

The white-bearded old man looked helplessly and said, "Fifty-two thousand spirit stones, the first ...... Second ......"

"I gave out 60,000 spirit stones. Suddenly, someone shouted.

Ishikawa's face changed slightly, and the fat that was about to be eaten was suddenly planned. Ishikawa couldn't help but turn his eyes to take a look.

It turned out to be Qin Yong who was bidding.

Qin Yong looked at Ishikawa with a smile.

"Seventy thousand spirit stones. Ishikawa did not hesitate to increase the price by 10,000.

"Eighty thousand spirit stones. Qin Yong also didn't let it go at all.

"Young master, I didn't tell you just now, why did you suddenly auction this thing, you must know that the spirit stones on our bodies are all useful. Otherwise, the lord will blame me, and I can't afford it. ”

"Alright, Lao Liu, I wouldn't really buy such a thing. Qin Yong crouched on the middle-aged man's ear and whispered, "Didn't you just say that this person was bound to win the auction of things? I really can't swallow this breath." Since he is so wealthy, I will let him spend more spirit stones. I'll just bid up. ”

The middle-aged man couldn't smile bitterly, he just said this to comfort Qin Yong, is it now for him to tell the truth?

"Ninety thousand spirit stones. "Ishikawa will not give an inch, no matter what kind of psychology this person has to auction this treasure, as long as it is within a reasonable price, Ishikawa will not give an inch. Ninety thousand spirit stones, in fact, there is not much profit anymore.

The Mithril that was decomposed by this half of the sword was only the appearance of a hundred thousand spirit stones.

"Young master, it's almost. Ninety thousand is not a lot. Don't earn with him anymore. The middle-aged man let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Ishikawa bidding again.

However, before he could finish his breath, Qin Yong immediately shouted, "One hundred thousand spirit stones." ”

Ishikawa shook his head and smiled helplessly. 100,000 spirit stones, too expensive, and some too low profits. It's not a loss-making business, but it's not a must.

Qin Yong wants it, so let him take it. Ishikawa really couldn't figure out what the use of Qin Yong was with this thing.

A broken sword that no one wanted was instantly auctioned to 100,000 spirit stones, which was also the most amazing scene in today's auction.

Everyone waited for Ishikawa's movement.

Qin Yong was a little complacent, and said secretly in his heart: "Aren't you rich?" Then I'll let you spend more, you spent 50,000 spirit stones more than just now, it's cool enough." ”

But after a while, Qin Yong felt that something was wrong, why didn't the monk with the black mask increase the price?

"Plus, plus, just add it again. Qin Yong said silently in his heart.

But the black-masked monk was talking to the monk beside him, apparently forgetting about the auction.

An ominous premonition surged into Qin Yong's heart.

"Hey, that's a mask. There are no spirit stones, no spirit stones say, I'll lend you two!" Qin Yong stood up and laughed, "If you don't have a spirit stone, don't slap your swollen face and rush to the fat man to participate in any auction." ”

As if he hadn't heard, Ishikawa was inquiring with Yanshan about the Xiuzhen sect and family forces in the Southern Liang Kingdom.

I have to say that Yan Shan knows a lot of gossip, and the small contradictions and marriages between a certain family and a certain family are all known to Yan Shan.

A quarter of an hour later, the white-bearded old man said loudly: "Mithril Sword, the final auction price is 100,000 spirit stones, congratulations to this fellow Daoist." ”

When Qin Yong heard this, his face suddenly turned pale.

"The following treasure is also obtained from the ancient relics, and the specific use is unknown. The white-bearded old man took out a compass-like thing, but this compass had eight corners, and each corner was a hexagram. It's very peculiar.

"The starting price of this treasure is 30,000 spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than 1,000 spirit stones each time. ”

Before the white-bearded old man could speak, he heard the little guy who came to collect the spirit stone shouting: "Steward, this senior brother can't take out the spirit stone." The Mithril Sword doesn't want either. ”

As soon as these words fell, the audience suddenly burst into flames.

The auction, which is held every three years, has extremely strict rules in order to prevent the monks from auctioning off. Especially in the second half.

Before the auction, the white-bearded old man had already stressed that this kind of situation would not be allowed to happen, and now, it really happened.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't want this broken sword, I want to bid for the gossip instrument. Qin Yong shouted loudly: "He bid 90,000 yuan, give it to him, I don't want it." ”

The white-bearded old man's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "Don't you say you don't want it?

"I'm here for the gossip, and I didn't want this broken sword in the first place. Qin Yong's face turned pale, and his speech was a little incoherent.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones, not one less, if you can't take it out, I don't care which of your children will be punished according to the rules of the auction house: abolish cultivation!"

"Don't, don't!" Qin Yong almost fainted when he heard this.

"Uncle Liu, go find my father to save me, I don't want to abolish cultivation. ”

The middle-aged man sighed, took the storage bag from Qin Yong, took out his own storage bag, and said respectfully to the white-bearded old man: "Liu Zishan in the Xiatu Spirit Gate, the little nephew is abrupt today, here are 80,000 spirit stones, I hope the steward can accept them first, and the remaining 20,000 spirit stones will be sent over in a few days." ”

The white-bearded old man smiled coldly and said, "Twenty thousand spirit stones, I really don't see it." But if they are all spread out like your virtuous nephew, let me have a foothold in the auction? This kind of wanton price increase must be punished heavily, within a quarter of an hour, take out 100,000 spirit stones, and if you can't take it out, abolish the cultivation!"

"Miss Qiu. The middle-aged man looked at Qiu Yun pleadingly.

Qiu Yun handed over a storage bag and whispered, "Ten thousand spirit stones, I only have so many." ”

"Fellow Daoists, whoever is willing to borrow the next 10,000 spirit stones, my Earth Spirit Sect will definitely double my gratitude. No matter how Liu Zishan pleaded, no one answered.

Liu Zishan suddenly saw Ishikawa, hurriedly ran over, arched his hand and said: "This fellow Daoist, the little nephew is not sensible, you don't want to be like him, how about this Mithril Sword, or 50,000 spirit stones for you?"

Liu Zishan didn't have any way, 10,000 spirit stones, it was really not a small amount. Surely no one wants to lend it to him. Especially at this level, the treasures of the boutique are all finale appearances in the end.

He could only ask Ishikawa to buy this half of the Mithril sword.

Ishikawa shook his head and said, "Fifty thousand spirit stones are really a bit expensive. ”

"Fifty thousand spirit stones, it's low enough, not to mention that Daoist friends are very interested in things just now. ”

Ishikawa waved his hand and said, "I was intentional just now, but I may not be intentional now." Thank you Guixian nephew, otherwise I would have to spend so many spirit stones to buy such a useless thing. ”

"You ......" Liu Zishan looked at Qin Yong, who was dumbfounded, anxious and angry.

"There is still time for half a pillar of incense, if you can't get out 100,000 spirit stones, don't blame me for being polite. The white-bearded old man urged.

"10,000 spirit stones, do you want Taoist friendship. Liu Zishan gritted his teeth and said viciously.

Now, there is no way, if he doesn't gather the 100,000 spirit stones, Qin Yong's cultivation will be abolished, and he will die without redemption.

"Deal!" Ishikawa threw out a small storage bag, and immediately put half of the Mithril Sword into the Immortal Mansion.

Liu Zishan handed over the 100,000 spirit stones that he had managed to get together into the hands of the little guy, and his face turned pale. The purpose of this visit is to make the next lot of gossip. Unexpectedly, there was not a single bidding, and all the spirit stones on his body were made wedding clothes for others.

However, Qin Yong's cultivation was preserved. Liu Zishan sighed and said in a low voice: "Young master, let's go." ”

"Is it okay, Uncle Liu?" Qin Yong only began to react now.

Qiu Yun came with them, so naturally they went together.

Walking to Ishikawa's side, Qin Yong suddenly said viciously: "Boy, you wait, I will let you repay it double." ”

"If you don't have a spirit stone, don't slap your swollen face and become fat to participate in any auction. Ishikawa said lightly: "Go slowly, don't send it!"