Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Everyone was stunned, and their astonished eyes instantly focused on the young man who made the sound in the middle of the fifth row.

The man is about twenty-four or five years old, tall and thin, with rare delicate facial features. Wearing a very ordinary casual outfit, it doesn't look like there is anything particularly valuable on him.

"Who is this guy? He's too damn arrogant. He doesn't take any of us seriously!"

"Boy, what are you so crazy about? The rules of the auction house have always been that the highest bidder wins. Look at how poor you are, is it your turn to show off here?" ??

"That's right, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Be careful of getting beaten."

"He looks like he deserves a beating."

"Isn't that guy here rich? Isn't this tone too arrogant?"

After a brief pause, the entire auction house was in an uproar. The polite ones were just reasonable, and the unwelcome ones directly greeted the eighteenth generation of the man's ancestors.

Smiling slightly, Fang Lin didn't say much, and his eyes only glanced at the young man, but finally fell on the beautiful woman standing respectfully behind him.

Fang Lin has been to countless auction houses around the world and seen many different kinds of people, but he has never seen someone as unscrupulous as a young man.

After all, the auction house has auction house rules, and the highest bidder always wins. How could he be killed in such a breath? It has to be said that he is indeed crazy to the point of being crazy.

Although Fang Lin didn't know anyone present, judging from everyone's dress and behavior, there must be many wealthy and aristocratic families who have moved to the city. And everyone who can walk through this door must pass capital verification, so naturally no one is poor.

The woman looked handsome and cold, about thirty years old, tall and beautiful, but that was just to the naked eye.

Through clairvoyance, Fang Lin felt like a mirror. Underneath her beautiful and cold appearance, the woman's true age was at least sixty.

Although technology is becoming more and more advanced nowadays, various beauty and skin care products are effective. But the appearance and reality are at least 30 years higher. I am afraid that this can no longer be described as having beauty skills, and even plastic surgery technology is far behind.

The only people who have reached this point are cultivators who practice special techniques. Although ordinary cultivators can indeed extend their lives, it is difficult to exaggerate to this extent unless her cultivation has surpassed the mortal body.

Although the lot has not yet been displayed, this is naturally not a problem for Fang Lin, who has clairvoyant eyes.

The three porcelain vases auctioned are indeed the finest pieces of Song porcelain, but their value is far from priceless and crazy.

Unlike other places, in the world of relocation collections and antiques, the Zuo family is a nightmare. As long as they are around, any treasure that can be regarded as a treasure will never end up in another family. This has really aroused the secret resentment of many people.

But the Zuo family relies on their money and never breaks the rules. At least there are still procedures. But the young man in front of him not only far surpassed that momentum, he was also so domineering that he didn't even give others the slightest bit of face.

"Ahem... Sir, I'm sorry, we have our own rules, please..." It's hard to be offended by public anger, and the host was worried that the situation would become increasingly uncontrollable, so he quickly cleared his throat and said with a smile.

"What are the rules? Isn't money the rule here?

Isn’t it just three pieces? How about one hundred million?

how? There is something better than

Is this young master’s bid higher? You might as well stand up! I would like to see if there is such a heroic man in Qian City. "

The young man turned his head impatiently, glanced at everyone from the corner of his eye, with a scornful sneer at the corner of his mouth, and still said in a lazy tone.

"What? Did I hear you correctly? Is that what you are auctioning today? Is this one 100 million yuan?"

"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?"

"He must be the prodigal son of some wealthy family."

"The question is, do you have that much money? Who doesn't brag?"

"It's not money laundering, right? Let alone hundreds of millions. Even the best Song porcelain is rarely worth more than fifty million. I think this guy is just here to cause trouble."

The young man's words instantly caused the environment that had returned to normal to boil again. In addition to being full of anger, there were also speculations and ridicules about the young man's identity.

But everyone racked their brains and couldn't remember that there was such a noble man who regarded money as dirt when he moved to the city. However, no one associated him with the Zuo family. After all, this was not the Zuo family's style of doing things, and they treated money like dirt. The Zuo family also basically understands that there is no such person.

If the Zuo family were here today, there might be a good show to watch.

He joked in his heart, but it didn't arouse Fang Lin's interest at all. Those three pieces of Song porcelain can indeed be called fine products, but they are not rare, and they do not have deep spiritual power, so they are not of much value to him.

"Aren't you dissatisfied? Don't you want to bid? That's a bid!

how? There is no rich person in such a big city?

Since you don’t have the ability, why are you yelling? Wouldn’t it be nice to go back and hug the yellow-faced woman? Why look for humiliation here? "

Not caring about everyone's comments, the young man smiled disdainfully.

After being ridiculed by the young man, everyone gnashed their teeth in hatred towards him, but they also looked at each other in confusion.

Although to everyone present, there are many rich and powerful people who can afford this money. But no one's money comes with strong winds, let alone a high price of 300 million. Even if the wind blows, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

Of course, the most important thing is that everyone knows the price of Song porcelain. After all, who is willing to squander hundreds of millions of hard-earned money just for a bad breath?

"Sir, you are so generous. Since no one bids again, it is in line with the rules of the highest bidder.

Congratulations to Mr. No. 15 on your successful bid. Please follow me to go through the relevant procedures. "

The host only recovered from the shock at this time, and quickly made the final decision and said happily.

But behind the ecstasy, even the host cursed the young fool in his heart. After all, he knew best the value of the three collections and the highest possible price at auction. Even the young man’s bid was less than half. This was simply a hundred times easier than picking up money. Why not do it?

Even Fang Lin, who was accustomed to seeing all kinds of strange things and staying out of the situation, couldn't help but frown at this time. This young man's behavior was really weird and completely unreasonable. Even if it was money laundering as everyone said, I'm afraid no one would be stupid enough to be laundered two-thirds of it.

“It would have been like this earlier, wasting so much of my young master’s time.

How did you ever know the pain of this young master? If I hadn't been delayed by you, I would have earned this money back in just this little time. "

Slowly stretching and getting up, the young man said with an unhappy expression. Everyone was stunned, and their astonished eyes instantly focused on the young man who made the sound in the middle of the fifth row.

The man is about twenty-four or five years old, tall and thin, with rare delicate facial features. Wearing a very ordinary casual outfit, it doesn't look like there is anything particularly valuable on him.

"Who is this guy? He's too damn arrogant. He doesn't take any of us seriously!"

"Boy, what are you so crazy about? The rules of the auction house have always been that the highest bidder wins. Look at how poor you are, is it your turn to show off here?"

"That's right, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Be careful of getting beaten."

"He looks like he deserves a beating."

"Isn't that guy here rich? Isn't this tone too arrogant?"

After a brief pause, the entire auction house was in an uproar. The polite ones were just reasonable, and the unwelcome ones directly greeted the eighteenth generation of the man's ancestors.

Smiling slightly, Fang Lin didn't say much, and his eyes only glanced over the young man, but finally fell on the beautiful woman standing respectfully behind him.

Fang Lin has been to countless auction houses around the world and seen many different kinds of people, but he has never seen someone as unscrupulous as a young man.

After all, the auction house has auction house rules, and the highest bidder always wins. How could he be killed in such a breath? It has to be said that he is indeed crazy to the point of being crazy.

Although Fang Lin didn't know anyone present, judging from everyone's dress and behavior, there must be many wealthy and aristocratic families who have moved to the city. And everyone who can walk through this door must pass capital verification, so naturally no one is poor.

The woman looked handsome and cold, about thirty years old, tall and beautiful, but that was just to the naked eye.

Through the clairvoyant eyes, Fang Lin felt like a mirror. Underneath her beautiful and cold appearance, the woman's real age was at least sixty.

Although technology is becoming more and more advanced nowadays, various beauty and skin care products are effective. But the appearance and reality are at least 30 years higher. I am afraid that this can no longer be described as having beauty skills, and even plastic surgery technology is far behind.

The only people who have reached this point are cultivators who practice special techniques. Although ordinary cultivators can indeed extend their lives, it is difficult to exaggerate to this extent unless her cultivation has surpassed the mortal body.

Although the lot has not yet been displayed, this is naturally not a problem for Fang Lin, who has clairvoyant eyes.

The three porcelain vases auctioned are indeed the finest pieces of Song porcelain, but their value is far from priceless and crazy.

Unlike other places, in the world of relocation collections and antiques, the Zuo family is a nightmare. As long as they are around, any treasure that can be regarded as a treasure will never end up in another family. This has really aroused the secret resentment of many people.

But the Zuo family relies on their money and never breaks the rules. At least there are still procedures. But the young man in front of him not only far surpassed that momentum, he was also so domineering that he didn't even give others the slightest bit of face.

"Ahem... Sir, I'm sorry, we have our own rules, please..." It's hard to be offended by public anger, and the host was worried that the situation would become increasingly uncontrollable, so he quickly cleared his throat and said with a smile.

"What are the rules? Isn't money the rule here?

Isn’t it just three pieces? How about one hundred million?

how? There is something better than

Is this young master’s bid higher? You might as well stand up! I would like to see if there is such a heroic man in Qian City. "

The young man turned his head impatiently, glanced at everyone from the corner of his eye, with a scornful sneer at the corner of his mouth, and still said in a lazy tone.

"What? Did I hear you correctly? Is it what you are auctioning today? Is this one 100 million yuan?"

"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?"

"He must be the prodigal son of some wealthy family."

"The question is, do you have that much money? Who doesn't brag?"

"It's not money laundering, right? Let alone hundreds of millions. Even the best Song porcelain is rarely worth more than fifty million. I think this guy is just here to cause trouble."

The young man's words instantly caused the environment that had returned to normal to boil again. In addition to being full of anger, there were also speculations and ridicules about the young man's identity.

But everyone racked their brains and couldn't remember that there was such a noble man who regarded money as dirt when he moved to the city. However, no one associated him with the Zuo family. After all, this was not the Zuo family's style of doing things, and they had no regard for the Zuo family. The Zuo family also basically understands that there is no such person.

If the Zuo family were here today, there might be a good show to watch.

He joked in his heart, but it didn't arouse Fang Lin's interest at all. Those three pieces of Song porcelain can indeed be called fine products, but they are not rare, and they do not have deep spiritual power, so they are not of much value to him.

"Aren't you dissatisfied? Don't you want to bid? That's a bid!

how? There is no rich person in such a big city?

Since you don’t have the ability, why are you yelling? Wouldn’t it be nice to go back and hug the yellow-faced woman? Why look for humiliation here? "

Not caring about everyone's comments, the young man smiled disdainfully.

After being ridiculed by the young man, everyone gnashed their teeth in hatred towards him, but they also looked at each other in confusion.

Although to everyone present, there are many rich and powerful people who can afford this money. But no one's money comes with strong winds, let alone a high price of 300 million. Even if the wind blows, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

Of course, the most important thing is that everyone knows the price of Song porcelain. After all, who is willing to squander hundreds of millions of hard-earned money just for a bad breath?

"Sir, you are so generous. Since no one bids again, it is in line with the rules of the highest bidder.

Congratulations to Mr. No. 15 on your successful bid. Please follow me to go through the relevant procedures. "

The host finally recovered from his shock and quickly made the final decision and said happily.

But behind the ecstasy, even the host cursed the young fool in his heart. After all, he knew best the value of the three collections and the highest possible price at auction. Even the young man’s bid was less than half of it. This was simply a hundred times easier than picking up money. Why not do it?

Even Fang Lin, who was accustomed to seeing all kinds of strange things and staying out of the situation, couldn't help but frown at this time. This young man's behavior was really weird and completely unreasonable. Even if it was money laundering as everyone said, I'm afraid no one would be stupid enough to be laundered two-thirds of it.

“It would have been like this earlier, wasting so much of my young master’s time.

How did you ever know the pain of this young master? If I hadn't been delayed by you, I would have made this money back in just this little time. "

Slowly stretching and getting up, the young man said with an unhappy expression.