Chapter 168: Asking for votes for the Rare Treasures Auction, first update!
Amidst the waiting and anticipation of the monks, the Zhusong Mountain Treasures Conference, which takes place once every ten years, has arrived as scheduled!
On the two intersecting streets, there is an endless stream of monks. The volume and speed of transactions in the shops are gratifying. The shopkeepers are busy, although they are very tired, their faces are filled with smiles.
In the busiest part of the street, a huge and magnificent pavilion stands. On both sides of the entrance and exit, there are dozens of guards wearing green clothes with expressionless faces and exuding a powerful aura. The cultivation of these guards is actually in the foundation building stage. The monk! The bright and sharp weapons they hold in their hands are actually the best spiritual weapons!
On the attic, there is also a huge plaque with the three characters "Qizhen Pavilion" written on it.
These three big characters, wandering and unruly, vaguely reveal a sense of domineering and domineering, which makes people sway in their hearts.
" Qizhen Pavilion, these three words represent extraordinary significance.
Not only in Huotong County, but also in the world of spiritual cultivation, Qizhen Trading Company has a great reputation. This trading company is known for possessing magical elixirs, natural materials, earthly treasures, and many rare and exotic objects. Through transactions, people have made friends and made friends. He has joined many practicing sects and trained many disciples. He has become a powerful force in his own right, and his strength cannot be underestimated.
The venue for the Qizhen Conference today is located in the Qizhen Pavilion. From the sky, streaks of light fall from time to time. The monks with advanced cultivation levels fall in front of the "Qizhen Pavilion" one by one, and then stand in awe and admiration of everyone. Under the gaze, walk into it.
In the hall on the first floor of the attic, there are a lot of people. In front of various spiritual weapons, elixirs, and talismans, there is endless bargaining and discussion, and it is a lively scene.
The Qizhen Pavilion in Jingri is undoubtedly the busiest in the past ten years. The noise is like a vegetable market in the world, which makes Chiba's ears buzz as he just came in, like a swarm of insects and mosquitoes flapping in his ears.
Looking at the crowded hall, he smiled. The purpose of coming here was purely to join in the fun and experience the strange formation auction. If he came across the items he needed, he would take pictures of them. He was very interested.
But just as he was walking upwards, he didn't want to be stopped by a guard in black clothes.
"Please present your invitation. Only monks with an invitation can enter this treasure auction. If you don't have one, please stop." The man in black clothes said coldly.
"Invitation?" Qianye raised his eyebrows, and a round and smooth coercion enveloped the man, forcing him.
"Ah! It turns out to be Senior Jindan!" The guard in black clothes took several steps back, his face full of disbelief. With his cultivation at the peak of the middle stage of foundation establishment, he didn't even have the slightest resistance to resist, and his face couldn't help but Show respect.
Although invitations are required for the Fair of Treasures, there are exceptions, such as large disciples and powerful monks.
"Can I go in?" Chiba spread his hands and shrugged.
"Senior, please" The guard quickly got out of the way and bowed.
After strolling into the auction venue, a huge space appeared in front of Chiba. This venue is divided into two floors, which can accommodate thousands of people. There are densely packed seats on the ground floor, while upstairs there are separate boxes, overlooking the entire auction venue, but those who can sit inside are all people with high strength or large sects.
He glanced around and found that although there were a lot of people here, it was much quieter than outside. So he found a remote corner and sat down, lazily leaning on the back of his chair, waiting for the auction to begin. .
¡°Senior Brother Wu, what do you think will be auctioned this time?¡±
Not far from Chiba, a young monk at the top of the Foundation Establishment looked at the man beside him with curiosity and asked. It was obviously his first time here.
"In addition to weapons, there are elixirs and elixirs. Sometimes there are also some novel gadgets, such as beautiful but useless spiritual beasts, cauldrons, etc" The man said casually, yawning.
"Cauldron?"
"She is a young and beautiful female cultivator who has not lost her vitality." The slightly older man said with an evil smile.
"Thisthis can also be bought and sold?" the young monk asked blankly.
"Well, they are just some women with poor qualifications. They have no sect to rely on. If they rely on their own cultivation, it will be difficult to even build a foundation, but they are unwilling to accept the secular world, so, just give it to them. Those monks who are more advanced in strength make cauldrons, and in this way they obtain spiritual stones and elixirs for practice. Of course, there are also some cauldrons with excellent qualifications, which are the means of practicing evil" Man Weiwei explained.
"Thensenior brother, buy one tooA bed warmer. "The young monk said with a smile.
"You're looking for a fight, aren't you?"
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The monks entered the auction venue in groups of three and two. After one stick of incense, the auction officially began!
Under the gaze of countless eyes, a pale-haired old man walked onto the auction stage, bowed slightly to the monks in the audience, and said in a powerful voice throughout the audience: "Welcome to Lai Qizhen. Ge Auction, Mr. Chen Qijiang is honored to host this auction. I wish you all the best to buy items that suit you in the auction."
These words were appropriate and generous, highlighting the elegance of a large commercial bank. As soon as he finished speaking, the audience immediately remembered a burst of discussion, and many people showed excitement in their eyes.
"Now, the auction officially begins! The first auction item is a magic weapon, the Dragon Sword!" After seeing the silence in the venue, the old man's rosy face showed a smile.
Immediately afterwards, a woman in red walked up with a slight step, holding a sword box in both hands. After placing the box on the table, she slowly retreated.
The old man on the stage walked to the table, gently opened the sword box, and took out a three-foot-long sword. The scabbard of this green-edge sword was engraved with various dragon postures, and on the hilt was a dark sword. The golden angry dragon, with its head biting the sword, looks great!
"Zheng!"
The old man grabbed the hilt of the sword, and with a clear and clear sound that echoed throughout the venue, the sword was unsheathed! The clear sword light was like a blue dragon emerging from the sea. The fierce sword light reflected in the eyes of every monk, making people tremble. With such majesty, it must be a sharp weapon that can cut iron into mud.
"The bidding for the elementary magic weapon Dragon Sword starts with 500 medium-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price shall not be less than ten. Start bidding now!" The voice of the old man Lang Yue dragged everyone back to reality.
A magic weapon-level sword was the first item in the auction, which made many monks exclaim in surprise. They could not take their eyes off the Dragon Sword, and their eyes were filled with pure possessiveness! If you get this magical weapon, your combat power will definitely be greatly improved!
As soon as the price of five hundred spiritual stones was reported, the entire auction house fell silent. However, this silence only lasted for a few breaths before someone started to bid.
"Three thousand spirit stones!"
The sound of the quotation came from the private room on the second floor. Many monks were stunned when they heard the price. This man who raised the price six times at once wanted a quick decision.
Sure enough, as soon as the price came out, many people who were ready to make a move immediately gave up their thoughts.
"Three thousand five hundred spirit stones!"
The bidder was a masked man sitting in the front row. His eyes were unblinking as he looked at the Dragon Sword with a fiery expression.
Suddenly, many people in the audience looked at where the man was.
"Four thousand!"
At this moment, a lazy voice came from another box.
"Five thousand!" The first bidder was not to be outdone.
"Six thousand!"
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After a dull moment, the venue suddenly became lively, and the voices of raising prices kept ringing out. The masked man stopped bidding after competing twice. It was obvious that the price was beyond his tolerance.
Listening to the rising price, Qianye was not only shocked but also amazed. The pursuit of the Qingfeng by the people present far exceeded his imagination.
??Is it worth spending so many spiritual stones on a weapon that might be shattered with one punch? Qianye said sadly secretly.
"Sixty thousand spiritual stones!"
After the bidding lasted for nearly a cup of tea, the price of Zunlongjian was raised from 500 spirit stones to 60,000 spirit stones. The gap was not small.
Many people want to find the bidder, but the box on the second floor is cleverly designed, making it difficult to tell which room the sound is coming from, and the person who made the call may be speaking himself. The tone of his voice has changed, and the chance of finding a buyer is infinitely close to zero.
Seeing the frightening price of a sword hilt, Qianye smacked his lips and regretted that he didn't learn to refine weapons in the first place. This was a good way to make money, but when he thought of the weapon refining skills of that kid Ling Yuan, It seems that I can find an opportunity to blackmail him in the future.
After the first item was auctioned, the prices for the following rare items were all astonishing, and the bidding continued, which made the organizer of the auction extremely happy.
Halfway through the auction, the atmosphere of the auction became more and more intense. Just after an item was photographed,Two pretty women carried a huge jade box made of cold jade onto the stage with some difficulty.
After the jade box was opened, a small snow-white flower composed of six unique petals was revealed. With the appearance of this palm-sized flower, the whole place became a lot fresher and brighter. The old man quickly opened the jade box again. He closed it and shouted loudly: "This thing is called 'Snow Yang Flower'. It is an elixir that grows on frozen glaciers. Its effect is to strengthen the body and condense the soul. It is a very rare spiritual thing. Low The price is nine thousand mid-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than five hundred spiritual stones!"
The monks in the field are all people with strong cultivation, and their eyesight is naturally excellent.
Just as the old man finished speaking, an old voice slowly sounded from the box upstairs: "Xueyanghua, what a good thing! Hey let me first offer a price on behalf of the Soul Sect. Nine thousand five hundred pieces are the winner." Taste the spirit stone.¡±
Everyone looked upstairs in shock and horror. The meaning of this self-reported bidding behavior is self-evident. Anyone who dares to bid will be an enemy of our Yinsha Sect. For a magical elixir, and It is unwise for this evil sect to become an enemy.
The auction venue fell into a deathly silence, no one said a word. The old man on the stage said slowly: "The elders of Yinsha Sect bid 9,500 spiritual stones for this magical Snow Sun Flower. Are there any fellow Taoists who bid for it?"
"Whoops!"
A jade token flew straight out and landed on the stage. In a flash of light, a series of numbers appeared: "Ten thousand pieces!" I don't know who stepped in, but the bidder was also very smart. Without making a sound, he used the bidding card provided by Qizhen Trading Company for bidding. Except for the organizer of the auction, no one could know the bidder. In this way, the malicious bidding of the Yinsha Sect elder was obtained. contain.
Looking at the evaluation board that appeared on the stage, the strange silence was broken. Countless bidding boards flew out like snowflakes, and the Snowy Sunflower dispute started again!