Wanjie Auction System

Ten days later, the Treasures Auction House opened its doors again to welcome customers. In less than a quarter of an hour, tens of thousands of monks flooded into the auction house. People, but still seem very spacious.

This time, the number of wealthy customers increased significantly, and many more people applied for membership cards. Hua An couldn't handle it all by himself, so Lu Yuan, who was a security guard, temporarily worked part-time to apply for membership cards.

Hua An and Lu Yuan were in a hurry to apply for membership cards for the guests. There was a long queue in front of the counter of the auction house. Everyone obeyed the order obediently, and there was no phenomenon of pushing and jumping in line.

Lin Chen had anticipated today's situation a long time ago, so he launched more advanced platinum and diamond cards.

Platinum enjoys a 9.6% discount, a platinum card needs to store 9.5 million spiritual crystals, a diamond card enjoys a [-]% discount, and a diamond card needs to store one billion spiritual crystals at a time.

It has been half an hour since the card was processed, but none of the customers complained, which is extremely rare.

If it was an ordinary shop, it might have been smashed up long ago, but this is a treasure auction house, and Xing Daorong is a lesson from the past, so no one wants to touch this bad luck again.

After everyone was seated, Du Lala stepped onto the auction stage and started preparing for today's auction.

"The first auction item in this auction is a monarch-level fairy artifact, a colorful glazed cup!"

Du Lala opened the first brocade box, only to see that the glazed lamp released colorful rays of light, it was really beautiful!

"Glass cup? It's just a container, how can it bear the title of a monarch-level fairy weapon!" said a monk.

"That's right, it's just a seven-color glazed cup, how can it become a monarch-level fairy weapon? Is there any difference between this seven-color light?" Someone immediately echoed.

"Huh? The purple flame in this lamp is hell fire!"

Tianlan Xianzun in the private room saw through the reality of this glazed cup at a glance. There was a faint purple flame in the cup. The purple flame shook, and there was a ghost screaming vaguely. This flame has a trace of death, it is hell Netherfire.

The Nether Fire of Hell is one of the extremely powerful different fires. This fire was born on the banks of the Huangquan River and next to the flowers on the other side. It is a flame that was born by absorbing the ghost energy of the dead souls. Once it is contaminated, it will burn the soul of the primordial spirit. .

This colorful glazed cup looks really good looking at the colorful glow, but actually it has a hidden murderous intent. Once the ghost fire of hell is sacrificed, it can instantly make the opponent's soul fly away.

"Everyone, please look!" Du Lala said, pinched her hands, and then manipulated the colorful glazed cup.

The colorful lights became more intense, and then, a purple flame floated out of the glazed cup, making piercing sounds wherever it went, and the temperature in the hall seemed to increase several degrees, and the audience in the front row even It was because they felt a strong sense of oppression, and that sense of fear came from the fear deep in their souls, as if the purple fire was going to burn their primordial souls in the next moment.

"What kind of flame is this, it can burn the void, it's so terrifying!" A monk was shocked.

"This purple fire is so weird. I feel that he has a strong sense of oppression towards me. It's a fear from the depths of my soul. It's so scary. Ms. Du, please take back this flame, I can't hold it any longer!" A true immortal cultivator couldn't keep his back and was about to fall to the ground.

Du Lala nodded when she heard the words, and then chanted a mantra to put the purple fire into the glass cup, and the glass cup returned to its previous appearance, releasing dazzling colorful rays of light.

"There must be a fellow Taoist who has recognized the origin of this purple fire, yes, it is the ghost fire of hell!" Du Lala said.

"The ghost fire of hell, the strange fire that can burn the soul of the primordial spirit, is said to be transformed by the unjust souls who died in vain in the Yellow Spring River. It is extremely terrifying!" A monk said in shock.

"No wonder my soul is filled with fear when I see the flame now. This thing is really evil!" said the monk in the front row with lingering fear.

"This Hell Nether Fire is one of the extremely powerful different fires. Because it can burn the soul, it cannot be absorbed by the sacrifice. This is why this colorful glazed cup is made and the Hell Nether Fire is stored in it. In this way, You only need to sacrifice the restriction of the glazed cup to manipulate this strange fire, and it is safer to operate!" Du Lala said.

"What kind of master craftsman came up with this wonderful method. It is used to engrave the formation prohibition in the glazed cup, and seal the different fire inside, so that the different fire and the glazed cup can be integrated. In this way, it can be manipulated It’s really a fantastic idea to use the glazed cup to control the ghost fire of hell, and this technique is unheard of, so interesting!” Tie Yan looked at the glazed cup, his eyes were full of admiration, and he had already decided to take a picture of the glazed cup in his heart. Study the refining technique of this glazed cup.

"Although the Nether Fire of Hell is powerful, it is useless to this deity, so don't let it go!" Tianlan Xianzun leaned lazily on the seat, picked up the teacup and sipped tea.

"Huh? Wannian Enlightenment Tea!" Immortal Tian Lan was startled at first, and then realized that the owner of the auction house must have recognized his identity.

But what Tianlan Xianzun didn't know was that all diamond-level members were treated by Wannian Enlightenment Tea, and he was not taken care of by Lin Chen.

These refreshments and pills were all provided by the system, so Lin Chen didn't bother to care about what to give.

"Daddy, this colorful glazed cup is very beautiful, can you buy it as a gift for your daughter!" In the private room, a girl said coquettishly.

"Since Xin'er likes it, then Daddy will buy it for you. Not only does it look good, but it's also a very good fairy weapon for self-defense!" Qian Wansan, the president of the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce, said dotingly.

"The king-level fairy artifact, colorful glazed cup, the starting price is 500 million spirit crystals, and the auction starts now!" Du Lala announced the start of the auction.

"550 million!" Qian Wansan took the lead in raising the price.

"600 million!" Tie Yan followed suit.

"700 million!" The owner of Flying Dragon Valley directly added another 100 million spirit crystals. He was very interested in the ghost fire of hell.

"750 million!" The red-robed elders of the Alchemist Alliance also participated in the bidding.

The alchemist elders of the alchemist union are divided into three levels, red robe, yellow robe, and green robe.

The red robe has the highest status, the yellow robe is next, and the green robe is the lowest.

Of course, the alchemists who can serve as elders are all extremely talented alchemists, and the lowest blue-robed elders are also alchemists who can refine monarch-level elixir.

The Alchemists Union sent a red-robed elder to participate in the auction, and they also attached great importance to this auction.

"800 million!" Qian Wansan continued to increase the price, and his Wanyuan merchant was not the one who was short of money.

"830 million!" Tie Yan raised the price.

"850 million!"

"900 million!"

......

Not long after, the price increased to 300 million spirit crystals, and the owner of Feilong Valley was the first to withdraw from the auction.

Others continued to bid, and when the price reached 800 million spirit crystals, the red-robed elders of the alchemist union also withdrew from the auction.

In the end, only Tie Yan and Qian Wansan were left to continue to bid for the price. The two refused to give in to each other, and the price soared all the way.

"Thirty-five million!" Tie Yan quoted.

"Thirty-eight million!" Qian Wansan didn't care how much money he spent in order to please his daughter.

"Oh, forget it, the old man has nothing to do with this colorful glazed cup, so forget it!" Tie Yan sighed and did not raise the price.

"One time for 800 million spirit crystals, two times for 800 million spirit crystals, three times for 800 million spirit crystals, deal!"

Du Lala made a final decision, and Qian Wansan bought the seven-color glazed cup at a price of 800 million spirit crystals.