Xiang Que lost interest in the old man's introduction after hearing the first two sentences. He was not too interested in the things that made him look confused, not to mention that it sounded like a defective product. Even more lazy to bring up the interest.
And not only him, but most of the people showed expressions like, are you fooling us?
However, when the old man introduced the opening paragraph and entered the next paragraph, the back of Xiang Que's head suddenly felt numb as if it had been electrified.
"This is undoubtedly a defective product, but our city lord Cao Xuanzi Daxian once took this thing to go overseas to Juyaozhou to verify it. There is a 90% possibility that it is the rumored golden pen"
Xiang Que turned his head and asked, "Where is Juyaozhou?"
"One of the Ten Continents, where the Immortal Treasure Mirror is located, there are many incomplete, broken fairy treasures, magic tools, and possibly medicinal herbs that have never been seen in the world, but no matter what it is, as long as it is sent to the Immortal Treasure Mirror Go, it can be concluded that the authenticity and purpose, just like all the items in this auction, will be checked by Xianbaojian first, that is to say, it will be taken out for auction after it is confirmed to be true, even in the auction. There must be an authoritative person from Xianbaojian sitting in the background at this time."
Xiang Que let out an "oh" and didn't react too much, but the next sentence of the old man on the stage made him completely stunned, and even his hairs exploded.
"The gold point pen, it is rumored that it was used to confer gods on the list of gods in the fairy world. This pen can not turn stones into gold, but it can lead some people to become gods and saints"
"Shua" Xiang Que sat up straight immediately, his eyes fixed on the broken pen, and the old Huang Pizi gave him a suspicious look.
At the same time, in the Dao Realm, Xiang Que's soul spoke to Qiao Yue'e very quickly: "Is it true about the gold pen?"
When Xiang Que was talking, his eyes looked at the list of gods under the enlightenment tea tree. After many years, it was still lying quietly, still absorbing the breath of heaven in the Tao world, but he didn't know to what extent it had recovered.
At the Liangshan trio back then, Tang Ningyu had mentioned to him about the list of gods, saying that although it was damaged, it might be restored if it was placed in Xiang Que's Dao Realm to absorb the breath of heaven. Yes, but she didn't mention the gold pen.
Qiao Yuee nodded, but said in an ambiguous tone: "You can try it, but I dare not give you any guarantees. As for the reason, it is inconvenient for me to explain to you."
Xiang Que took a long breath and licked his chapped lips. At this time, the old man on the stage was saying: "Although this golden point pen is damaged, its authenticity can be verified, but it's just this one. As for the pen, it seems that it is not very useful unless there is a list of gods to match it, so there is no starting price for the gold pen in this auction, it all depends on everyone's bid, and the highest bidder wins."
People around the stands are whispering, some people here seem to know about the golden pen and the list of gods, but most people don't know much about it, it seems like a tasteless thing in general.
Old Huang Pizi also shook his head and said: "Did you take this thing because of shit in your brain? The list of gods has been lost for many years, and it is even said that it was destroyed in the past, and it can't be found at all. Buying this broken pen is worthless." What's the use?"
Xiang Que was astonished, turned his head stiffly, and said, "You also know the list of gods and the golden pen?"
Old Huang Pizi looked at him, and slowly shook his head: "I've heard of it, but I don't know, what's wrong?"
Xiang Que didn't say a word, and he was thinking quickly in his heart that he must make a move, but what Xiang Que was thinking now was whether he would attract anyone's attention by showing up so soon, and if he really followed this If the golden pen is accepted, will people notice that he has a god list.
But no matter what, he has to get it. If someone else wants this thing, it's pure nonsense, but he really has a list of gods.
After the old man finished speaking, his voice fell for a long while, but no one opened his mouth to bid. Xiang Que exhaled lightly, and when he was about to ask for a price, he suddenly heard a voice from the front: "10,000 inferior immortal stones"
Xiang Que frowned suddenly, and the old Huang Pizi sneered: "Is there really someone whose head has been filled with shit?"
Immediately after that person made a bid, others began to bid, but the increase was not very large. It took a few rounds to barely reach the level of one hundred thousand low-grade fairy stones, and the number of people began to decrease. Xiang Que noticed after watching this , it is estimated that these people are not very short of money, and it doesn't matter if they spend some casually. If they have a chance to restore it in the future, it may be of some use.
In this state of mind, Xiang Que waited until there was only one person left, and then the old man on the stage seemed to be about to hit the hammer.When he got the idea, Xiang Que poked at the old Huang Pizi and said, "Shout out, three hundred thousand inferior immortal stones"
Old Huang Pizi said in surprise: "What are you going to do?"
"Don't worry about what I'm doing, just treat it like shit in my head, call it, call it, I'll give you a chance to be a local tyrant"
Old Huang Pizi stretched out his hand speechlessly, and slowly shouted: "Three hundred thousand inferior immortal stones"
"Shua, Shua, Shua" All the eyes around looked over, Xiang Que quickly lowered his head and pulled the bamboo hat, covering his entire face.
After the old Huang Pizi finished calling, the person who bid below frowned, seemed to mutter something, but then raised it again, and whispered to Que: "You add up to 55,000 twice, if the other party Two more rounds with you, just call me a million and try his firepower."
Old Huang Pizi took a deep look at Xiang Que, then slowly stretched out his hand, "500,000!"
At the same time, in the pavilion above, a figure suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of Old Huang Pizi through the restraint. Asked: "Why, do you know that person?"
"I thought I knew it, but I found out that I don't know it" The man replied softly, and his eyes were taken away from that old face, but he seemed a little hesitant and puzzled and said: "Except for him, who would Why don't you give up such a big price to ask for that little gold pen?"
Old Huang Pizi asked for a price of 500,000 yuan, but the other party immediately died down. It seemed that he had no intention of arguing anymore. Xiang Que breathed a sigh of relief. If you keep barking, it will obviously make people overwhelmed.
Fortunately, this person temporarily braked.
But what Xiang Que never expected was that the man stopped barking, and another abrupt voice rang out again: "One million!"
Xiang Que: ""
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