Wanjie Auction System

The old man in red came from Hongyun Holy Land, which is the only one among the eight holy places that majored in pills. It is said that Hongyun Old Ancestor, the ancestor of Hongyun Holy Land, got a red lotus heart fire in his early years.

Relying on this extraordinary fire, the road to alchemy was opened. In less than a thousand years, he broke through to the Mahayana stage and became the youngest ninth-rank alchemist in the Profound Sky Continent.

The Red Cloud Holy Land is an existence above the Alchemist Guild, which was established when the Alchemist Guild was established.

Hongyun Holy Land is the only organization that drafts the standards of the pill industry, that is to say, the rules and regulations of the Alchemist Association are formulated by Hongyun Holy Land.

As the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of Hongyun Holy Land, the old man in red doesn't pay attention to the few million low-grade spirit stones.

The gray-robed old man couldn't help but feel a little regretful that he didn't get the top-ranked cultivation technique, but if he could capture Baihong's palm strength, it would be a good deal.

"This second auction item is still a martial skill, a mid-level martial skill of the heaven rank: Baihong palm power, when activated, the white rainbow gathers in the palm, the power is astonishing, if it is still more lethal than Tianshan Zhemei's hand!"

"Bai Hong's palm strength has been cultivated to a great degree, and he can freely control the palm strength. It looks forward but the palm strength can be directed to the right, so as to point east and west, and confuse the enemy!"

"Bai Hong's palm strength is so exquisite, but this palm technique is unreasonable, pointing east and west, somewhat bullying!" said a monk.

"In the realm of comprehension, strength is always respected. If one's skills are inferior to others, one cannot blame others for being scheming. The law of the law is the law of heaven. How can it be said to be bullying!" Someone immediately came out to defend Bai Hong's palm strength.

"That is, if your skills are not as good as others, don't blame your martial skills. If you are not good enough, you can't blame the uneven road!"

"Fellow daoists, the starting price for this Baihong palm is 80 low-grade spirit stones, and the auction starts now!" Du Lala directly announced the start of the auction.

"100 million!"

"120 million!"

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The man in gray robe is bound to win this time, "300 million!"

"350 million!" In the private room, the silent Master Huiren also participated in the auction.

Master Huiren is the abbot of the Brahma Palace, and he is a powerful person in the fusion stage. Last time he sent an assassin to find out the details of the auction house, but the assassin never appeared again. Auction houses at least have masters who are above the out-of-body period.

Lin Chen also noticed the old monk, so he turned on the system to check.

Name: Huiren

Cultivation: mid-integration

Status: Abbot of Brahma Palace

Cultivation method: Brahma King's World-Suppressing Jue

Martial Skill: Great Compassion Palm

"It turned out to be someone from Brahma Palace. I guess the assassination failed last time. This time I came to find out the news in person. Hmph, since you're here, you should stay!" Lin Chen's eyes turned cold.

The reason why Huiren is interested in Baihong Palm is that although the Great Compassion Palm he practiced has a wide range, its attack power is not satisfactory. If he has this flexible and amazingly lethal Baihong Palm, then his own strength can definitely be improved. a step.

"350 million!" The old man in gray robe continued to follow the price.

"400 million!" Master Huiren didn't want to give up.

The old man in red picked up the Millennium Enlightenment Tea and slowly tasted it. He had already obtained a heaven-level martial skill, and the strength of the Baihong palm was not necessary, and his main purpose was the alchemy furnace.

"420 million!"

"450 million!" Huiren announced his upper limit price, and his trip was mainly to find out the truth, so he didn't bring many spirit stones.

"480 million!" The gray-robed old man continued to raise the price.

"One time for 480 million, two times for 480 million, three times for 480 million, deal!" In the end, Baihong's palm power was obtained by the old man in gray robe.

Name: Shangguanyi

Cultivation: Late Out of Body

Status: National Teacher of the Great Qin Empire

Cultivation technique: Qianyan Soul Jue

Martial Arts: Backtracking Streamer

Lin Chen obtained the identity of the gray-robed old man with a scan, the national teacher of the Great Qin Empire, and it became more and more interesting to join in the fun with such an identity. Lin Chen smiled contemptuously and didn't care.

"Next is the third auction item, the high-grade magic weapon of the ground level, the Changhong Sword!" Du Lala said and ordered someone to lift the Changhong Sword up.

Changhong sword, the sword body is rectangular, the sword head is triangular, the surrounding of the sword is white, the middle is red, the hilt is dark red, like a long rainbow bridge, it is very beautiful.

"It's such a beautiful sword, if my cousin can play with it, it will be great!" Guo Jia looked at Changhong Sword and couldn't help sighing.

"Jiadi, don't be so talkative, this Changhong Sword is really good, it's a top-grade earth-level sword, it's extremely rare!" Wang Yue also stared at the Changhong Sword.

"The Changhong Sword is three feet and five inches long, and its body is as red as blood. When it is swung, it looks like a long rainbow in the clear sky. It is invincible, hence the name Changhong Sword!" Du Lala explained again.

"Like Changhong, a good name, if you give it to my junior sister, she will definitely be happy!" A young man in the private room is also quite fond of the Changhong sword.

"Okay, the initial auction price of the Changhong Sword is 100 million, and the bidding starts now!" Du Lala tapped the wooden hammer lightly, and the auction started.

"120 million!" The young man was the first to bid.

"150 million!" Ji Yunfei, who had been silent all this time, also made a move, and the earth-level sword is rare.

"200 million!" Wang Yue raised the price directly.

"250 million!" The young man continued to follow the price.

"300 million!" Ji Yunfei was not to be outdone.

……

The three of them tore each other up and raised the price to 500 million. The young man was the first to withdraw from the competition.

"550 million!" Wang Yue raised the price without thinking.

"600 million!" Ji Yunfei gritted his teeth and followed.

"700 million!" Wang Yue directly added 100 million to show that he was determined to win.

"750 million!" Ji Yunfei was not to be outdone.

"800 million!" Wang Yue directly added another 50. This price was already 200 million higher than that of Tianshan Zhemei Shou, and everyone present was shocked.

Seeing this, Ji Yunfei shook his head, 800 million to buy a magic weapon was indeed too expensive, so he withdrew from the competition.

In the end, the Changhong Sword was obtained by Wang Yue with 800 million low-grade spirit stones.

"Congratulations, cousin, for getting the sword!" Guo Jia smiled and congratulated Wang Yue.

"Come on, quickly give me the storage bag!" Wang Yue directly interrupted Guo Jia's flattery, and then stretched out his hand to ask Guo Jia for money.

"Where do I have spirit stones? I was in a hurry to go out that day, and I didn't bring any spirit stones!" Guo Jiayi sternly rejected Wang Yue.

"Don't you have enough spirit stones? You dare to auction without money, you are too brave!" Guo Jia teased.

"Uh, the difference is not too much. My cousin can just lend me 500 million. I'll pay you back twice as long as it's done!" Wang Yue said.

"500 million! That is to say, you only have 300 million and you dare to ask for a price. Are you crazy? I don't have 500 million!" Guo Jia immediately covered his storage bag and took a few steps back.

"Jiadi, cousin, I don't want to force you either. Be obedient and hand over the storage bag yourself, otherwise I will force you!" Wang Yue said with a restrained smile on his face and a somewhat serious tone.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of you, why not just 500 million, I'll give it to you!" Guo Jia saw that Wang Yue was about to get angry, so he didn't make any jokes, and handed over the storage bag respectfully.

Wang Yue took the storage bag and swept it with his consciousness. There were at least 600 million spirit stones in the storage bag. Wang Yue grinned and hung the storage bag around his waist.

"Bandit, you are acting like a robber!" Guo Jia looked at his storage bag and said angrily.