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Hearing the auction bottom price of the Dragon Summoning Flute, Cangmang could only smack his tongue and said: "How many monks can afford the price of 50 billion?"
Although many of the monks present are wealthy, and the magic weapons and some precious elixirs they carry are also valuable, but the price of 50 billion spiritual coins is probably not something that many people can afford.
¡°After all, practitioners also need resources to practice. Who has such a large amount of money on hand would let it idle like this? I'm afraid it has long been exchanged for resources needed for cultivation.
Even if someone can really get this money, how many people are willing to spend such a high price and put all their wealth on something that they don¡¯t know how to use?
The high price of an immortal weapon determines that it is not suitable for most cultivators. But if you have so much money, it is more cost-effective to improve your strength through other methods. This is why the immortal weapon is not suitable for cultivators. Unusual relationship.
To put it bluntly, things that reach the level of immortal weapons are not suitable for individual cultivators. They are only suitable for those inherited by sects or powerful ones.
Only by passing it on from generation to generation can the value be better reflected.
While the forces in the venue were still considering whether to raise a sign, someone in front of them had already raised a sign and said: "Two hundred billion spiritual coins."
As soon as the price came out, the whole audience was shocked, and everyone turned their attention to the direction of the person who quoted the price.
A bald man with golden eyebrows slowly turned toward the sign in his hand, his face expressionless, and he didn't seem to feel that he had done something terrible.
"Who is that person? He actually asked for 200 billion."
Some people were confused, while others immediately recognized the identity of the bald and golden-browed man.
"Are all the Beast Control Sect and super sects so wealthy?"
The actions of the golden-browed bald man not only shocked the others, but also shocked the cat-whiskered young man sitting next to him.
"Teacher, our quotation is too high! We can increase it little by little. Maybe if we offer five million, no one will compete with us?" The cat-bearded young man looked at his teacher expectantly. As if waiting for him to change his mind.
But the bald man with golden eyebrows didn't seem to care about whether his bid was too high. He just leaned back on the chair, folded his hands and replied in a calm tone: "It's too troublesome."
As soon as the price of 200 billion came out, the venue suddenly became like a vegetable market, and everyone was expressing their views and opinions on the matter.
Even Cang Mang was thinking, no wonder the other party casually threw a thousand Liquid Fire Crystals to him. It turned out that they didn¡¯t regard money as money at all!
The red dress auctioneer on the stage also blushed. With a bid of 200 billion, the bonus given to her by the chamber of commerce at the end of the auction would not be even a fraction.
But she still upholds the duties of an auctioneer: "Customer No. 204 bids 200 billion spiritual coins. Is there anyone who bids higher?"
Among the crowd, several representatives of the Water Dynasty began to communicate in private.
"The Beast Control Sect actually spent 200 billion to buy such an immortal weapon. Is this thing really worth so much?"
"The Beast Control Sect is bound to get this thing. How about we take a photo of this thing and take it back for further study?"
"What if we can't find a reason?"
"If you can't find anything out through research, give this thing to the Beast Control Sect. Maybe it can lead to an alliance between the Beast Control Sect and our Water Dynasty?"
"This is an idea."
"Quickly look at how much money you have on you?"
"Several people began to check the spiritual coins they owned and reported the number"
The red dress auctioneer on the stage has already begun to count: "Two hundred billion is the first time, are there any fellow Taoists willing to increase the price?"
"Hurry up and do the math, how many do we have in total?"
"We have a total of 195 billion here."
"Two hundred billion for the second time, are there any fellow Taoists willing to increase the price? This is the last chance"
¡°It¡¯s still close, let¡¯s try to make it better.¡±
A few people rummaged quickly, and finally found another few hundred million gold tickets. In the end, they could only stare with big eyes, listening to the auctioneer in the red dress yelling the last sentence: "Two hundred billion for the third time." This time, congratulations to customer No. 204 for winning our first lot, the Dragon Calling Flute!"
When he heard that the Dragon Summoning Flute was finally sold for 200 billion spiritual coins, the cat-whiskered young man felt as if his bones had been taken away. He slumped down on the chair and had only one thought in his mind: "My family is unlucky. ! How should I explain when I go back? The elders won¡¯t take it out on me, right?¡±
The bald man with golden eyebrows took out two hundred billion spiritual coins worth of gold tickets and threw them on the tray aside. A staff member quickly took the tray away.
The cat-whiskered young man stared straight at the pile of golden tickets, wishing he could just pounce on them and snatch them back.
The staff member still seemed to feel the gaze coming from his back. He quickly walked a few minutes and disappeared with the spirit coin in hand.
The auctioneer in the red dress gently pushed the dragon-summoning flute floating in the air forward. The dragon-summoning flute floated in front of the golden-browed bald man. The man caught it and put it away directly.
Others in the venue had only one thought at this time: "Awesome, awesome."
The auction continues. Most of the items put up for auction this time are magic weapons, equipment and other items. There are many people bidding on various items, but Cangmang doesn't have much interest in these items.
What¡¯s more, the prices for these things are quite high, and Cangmang doesn¡¯t have that much money to spend on these things at the moment.
Time goes by, and the thirty-fourth lot, Bailian Glaze, is one of the things Cangmang needs.
"The starting price for Hundred Refined Glaze is 300 million spiritual coins, and each increase in price shall not be less than 5 million spiritual coins"
When the auctioneer revealed the starting price, Cangmang immediately raised his placard.
"Customer No. 17 bids 300 million."
? ? Immediately after everyone¡¯s active bidding, the price of Bailian Liuli reached 800 million spiritual coins
When Cangmang made another offer, pushing the price to 805 million, no one in the venue raised his placard to bid.
The auctioneer began to count down: "805 million for the first time 805 million for the second time"
A sign was suddenly raised in front: "Nine hundred million."
He immediately looked around with confused eyes, and when he saw the person holding the sign, his eyes immediately turned cold.
The person bidding was none other than Wen Zongze.
Cang Mang didn¡¯t think too much and continued to bid: ¡°Nine hundred and five million.¡±
Wen Zongze raised the sign again: "One billion."
"One billion and five million."
"One billion one billion."
When Cang Mang broke out again: "One billion four hundred and five million."
There was finally a burst of laughter from the front, and Wen Zongze raised the sign again: "Two billion."
Others in the venue started talking, and everyone could feel that Wen Zongze was targeting Cang Mang.
A Bai Lian Liuli was called to 200 billion. The price was definitely high, but Wen Zongze didn't care. He just didn't want to get anything you wanted (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com