A jar of throat cracked to the bottom, and the dust vigorously took the wine jar and poured it down a few times, until the last drop of wine dripped into the bowl, and muttered in his mouth, "This jar of wine is less than ten catties, and I always feel that it is less." Boy, how many bowls have you drunk?"

Qian Jin glanced at him, "I just drank a bowl, and you drank it all before I tasted it." ”

Fuchen picked up the bowl, drank the bowl in one go, and then picked up the Wanli Xiang wine jar and poured another bowl into his bowl, "I drank one less bowl of split throat, and it takes three bowls of Wanli Xiang to make up for it." ”

Qian Jin said disdainfully, "You can drink if you want, why are you making so many excuses?"

Fuchen laughed, "Boy, how do you know my thoughts?"

Qian Jin smiled, "Look at your posture of not drinking for thousands of years." ”

A diner next to him said, "This little friend, you should drink it quickly, otherwise you won't have this altar, hehe." ”

Qian Jin smiled and said, "Look, I'm not the only one who can see it, right?"

Fuchen laughed, "It's all a misunderstanding, the Buddha is still very gentle when he drinks." ”

Qian Jin smiled and said, "Sven, you are the most Sven in the whole restaurant, and you are simply Sven sweeping the floor." ”

Fuchen opened his mouth and smiled, and a large piece of venison immediately entered his mouth, and it was estimated that he didn't finish chewing it, and he saw that as soon as his neck was stretched, about two catties of venison entered his stomach, and then said to Qian Jin, "Is there a target for tonight's auction?"

Qian Jin was stunned for a moment, "Auction? Why didn't I hear this news?

Fuchen said proudly, "As a cultivator, how can you not care about the situation of the auction?

Qian Jin, "Say, what's the matter?"

Whisk the dust, "There are exercises, there are pills." ”

Qian Jin, "That's not the same old thing, which auction didn't have exercises, pills, and weapons?"

Someone next to him said, "This auction is the same as the one six months ago, there are a lot of good exercises and high-grade pills. ”

"That's it." Even the Ascension Pill has it, it's worth looking forward to. ”

Someone asked, "What are we going to do here?" It's been hundreds of thousands of years, and I haven't seen anyone ascend. Immediately, many diners began to speak angrily.

Qian Jin could generally hear it, for more than 300,000 years, the highest level here was the Tribulation Period, and no one had ever been seen ascending; But this is speculation, and it has nothing to do with me, so there is no need to say this speculation, I believe that those Mahayana and tribulation monks will understand it.

When checking out, Qian Jin bought 50 jars of Wanli incense and 50 jars of cleft throat according to the maximum amount of diners could buy, and then walked with some diners to the trade fair building, where the auction was held in the hall on the first floor.

Spent 20 dragon coins to buy a seat in the middle front, the sixth row. After finding his seat, Qian Jin cleaned up his dragon coins and Jiao coins, there are still 1.82 million dragon coins, and Jiao coins are also 1.8 million, but Jiao coins are estimated to be useless here.

It didn't take long for him to see Fuchen walking straight towards the third row, since he came out of the restaurant, this guy has disappeared, but he didn't expect him to buy a seat in the third row, where he needs sixty dragon coins for a seat. Qian Jin felt that as long as he could see clearly, there was no need to waste it, so he only bought the sixth row.

Taking advantage of the fact that the auction had not yet started, Qian Jin looked left and right, and looked at the people who came to participate in the bidding, among the five hundred or so people, the late stage of distraction turned out to be the lowest realm, and there were only thirty-two, and the highest realm was Mahayana, with two, both of whom came with two or three people.

Among the people who participated in the auction, there were all kinds of people, monks, blonde hair, blue eyes, black people, brown people, and people with the same skin color as Qian Jin.

Twenty minutes later, two Mahayana monks came up from the backstage of the makeshift platform, and the two of them sat down on the pre-placed stools on the side of the platform, and the audience fell silent.

Then a white-bearded old man in the early stage of the merger walked out of the backstage, walked to the table at the front of the stage and said, "Today is the second large-scale auction of the year in Xicheng, and the last large-scale auction of the year. Ladies and gentlemen, there are many things in this auction that have never been seen before. ”

At this time, someone in the audience shouted, "Hurry up and start, don't be verbose." ”

The white-bearded old man laughed and said, "Since I have friends who can't wait, I'll make a long story short." I am the hammer man tonight, and I believe many friends have seen it. This time, all the auction items are unique in the ancient world, so please keep your eyes open, dare to bid, and dare to buy. In a word, after this village, there will be no such shop. Now, the auction begins!"

"The first auction item is a large sword, suitable for the use of the combined monk, and it is sealed with the soul of a seventh-level earth dragon as a weapon spirit, which is a great weapon in the ancient world where weapons are in short supply. The starting price is 200,000 dragon coins, and the price increase shall not be less than 20,000 yuan each time. Now, the auction begins!"

A mid-merge monk sitting in the ninth row raised the sign in his hand and shouted, "Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

A late merger next to Qian Jin immediately raised a sign and shouted, "Four hundred and fifty thousand!"

One of the three rows of merged, and then raised a sign and shouted, "Five hundred thousand!"

The other mid-stage of the third row immediately raised a sign, "Five hundred and sixty thousand!"

The white-bearded old man shouted, "Now someone is bidding 560,000 yuan, is there anything higher?"

A late merger monk in the fourth row raised a sign and shouted, "Six hundred thousand!"

The white-bearded old man shouted, "Okay, now someone is bidding 600,000 yuan, is there anything higher?"

"Six hundred thousand for the first time!" the gavel slammed on the table.

"Is there any continued bidding, is there anything higher than 600,000? 600,000 ......"

In the second row, a late merger raised a sign and shouted, "Six hundred and twenty thousand!"

The white-bearded old man shouted, "Now someone is bidding 620,000, is there anything higher?"

"Okay, 620,000, 620,000 for the first time!" the mallet slammed on the table.

The white-bearded old man shouted in a long voice, "Six hundred and twenty thousand, the second time!"

After a pause of ten seconds, the white-bearded old man shouted in a long voice, "Six hundred and twenty thousand, the third time!" and then a wooden mallet smashed on the table with a loud bang.

The second was still a weapon, a giant sword, which was taken away by a blonde and blue-eyed monk for 680,000 yuan.

The third item was a group of healing pills, from beginner to immortal level, four levels, ten pieces of each, and finally was auctioned away by a late stage monk for 860,000. The first three levels of pills were very common, but the bottle of immortal-level healing pills at the end was very rare.

The same items were auctioned off, and none of them were unsold, and the inflammatory nature of the white-bearded old man was indeed too strong, and he fiercely grasped everyone's herd and curiosity psychology, causing everyone to flock to the bidding competition.

When the seven items came out, the white-bearded old man shouted, "This is a five-thousand-year-old Yi Ji Dan refined from living root grass, and it will also have a great effect on the Merge Stage cultivators. Everyone knows how much the improvement of the foundation has to the monk's level, and everyone also knows how rare a 5,000-year-old living root grass is. This is the first time that this kind of pill has been publicly auctioned in the ancient realm, with a starting price of 500,000 yuan, and a minimum price increase of no less than 50,000 dragon coins!"

Hearing the explanation of the white-bearded old man, I have to say that Qian Jin was a little tempted, he wanted to buy one back and try it for his wives, and mention all their foundations, but there was only one here. But the next situation made him quickly break that thought, and before he shouted three times, the price reached 1.2 million.

In the end, it was a large multiplication of 1.6 million transactions.

Next came three weapons, all of which were sealed with the soul of an eighth-level fierce beast as a weapon spirit, and Qian Jin was not interested in this, and the price was auctioned off between 1.5 million and 1.8 million.

"How do you say that the following auction item is a part of a exercise, there is no one in the front, there is no one in the back, there are only two pages, it should be two moves, but after the study of the Mahayana masters, this exercise is very profound, and the starting price is 600,000 yuan! Those who are interested can come up and watch it. ”

Hearing him say this, Qian Jin also walked out of his seat, and went to the stage with six people to read the twenty lines; after returning to his seat, Qian Jin glanced at the creation source recipe in the storage ring again, and felt that it should be the next two moves.

The white-bearded old man shouted, "The starting price is 600,000 yuan, and the price increase is not less than 20,000 yuan each time!"

No one reacted in the audience for a long time, and the white-bearded old man continued to shout, "The starting price is 600,000 yuan, and the price increase is not less than 20,000 yuan each time!"

"It seems that no one is interested in this, so this item ......"

A voice came out, "600,000!"

The white-bearded old man shouted excitedly, "The reserve price, 600,000 yuan, has anyone raised the price again?"

No one responded, but someone muttered, "There is no front, and there is no back, and it is necessary to sell it at such a high price, and a fool is fooled." ”

"Six hundred thousand for the first time!"

"Is there a higher bid? 600,000 for the second time!"

It seems that he has no confidence in everyone's price increase, and the white-bearded old man no longer asks if there is a higher bid, and directly shouts, "600,000 for the third time, deal!"

Later, there was a merger in the later stage who took two pages of exercises, and went to Qian Jin to take 600,000 dragon coins.

Qian Jin glanced at these two pages, confirmed that they were correct, and then put them in the storage ring and put them together with the two pages.

The white-bearded old man shouted again, "The following is a body refining exercise, Buddhism's "Yi Marrow Sutra", everyone knows that Buddhism's physical strength is stronger than that of ordinary monks, and the reason is that they have this exercise. The auction will start below, with a starting price of 700,000 dragon coins, and each price increase will not be less than 20,000 dragon coins. ”

Qian Jin's heart suddenly moved, Zhenhai Sect just lacked a good body refining exercise, although Liu Xionghu and they found a few exercises from the ruins of the True Immortal Sect, but Qian Jin felt that the grade was still lower, and he felt that he needed better exercises.

A late merger monk raised a sign and shouted, "Seven hundred and fifty thousand!"

Immediately, someone shouted, "Seven hundred and seventy thousand!"

"Eight hundred thousand!"

"Eight hundred and twenty thousand!"

Qian Jin raised his sign and shouted, "Nine hundred thousand!"

One of the mergers shouted, "Nine hundred and twenty thousand!"

Qian Jin then raised his sign and shouted, "One million!" He just wanted to disrupt everyone's shouting rhythm, his dragon coins were only 1.22 million, plus 1.8 million Jiao coins, it was less than 1.84 million.

A Mahayana sitting in the first row held up a sign and shouted, "One million and one hundred thousand!" and no one continued to bid.

Qian Jin stopped, and the white-bearded old man shouted, "Okay, one million and one million." Is there a higher bid? 1.1 million. ”

After a pause of ten seconds, the white-bearded old man shouted, "Is there a higher bid?"

Qian Jin then raised his sign and shouted, "One hundred and one hundred and twenty thousand!" He doesn't care if you are Mahayana or not, it is the bidding time, and he speaks with dragon coins.

The white-bearded old man shouted, "One hundred and twenty thousand! Is there a higher bid?" One hundred and twenty thousand for the first time!"

The Mahayana glanced back at Qian Jin, then raised the sign and said, "One hundred and fifty thousand!"

The white-bearded old man shouted, "One hundred and fifty thousand! Is there a higher bid?" One hundred and fifty thousand for the first time!"

(The third of today's three watches.) Ask for collections, ask for tickets. ）