The country romantic little doctor king

"Four million." Qiao Qiumeng shouted immediately.

"Five million." Young Master Wan shouted.

"Six million."

……

The two of them chased each other, raising the price by one million each time, and soon the price reached ten million.

After shouting this price, Young Master Wan thought that Qiao Qiumeng should stop. After all, if he kept shouting, if he quit, it would be the Qiao family themselves who would be cheated.

As a result, Qiao Qiumeng had no intention of stopping bidding, and was increasing the price by five million at a time, without any bottom line.

However, the old man of the Wan family told him that he must get the small stove, so he insisted on shouting, and he also increased the price by five million each time.

"Fifteen million."

"Twenty million."

"Twenty-five million."

……

The two seemed to be fighting each other, still chasing each other, not giving in to anyone, and the price soared like a rocket.

Everyone at the scene was stunned and exclaimed.

They like to see this kind of aggressive bidding, because you don't know how much the bottom line can be exceeded.

This is a fight for qi, and it is also a fight for wealth!

"Fifty million."

"Six thousand five."

"Seventy million."

……

Mr. Wan's face became paler and paler, and bidding became more and more difficult.

His Wan family is rich, but the Qiao family is even richer.

Finally, when Qiao Qiumeng shouted out the price of million, Wan Dashao sat down, like a defeated rooster, and said feebly: "Okay, you win, this stove belongs to you. "

One hundred million is far beyond his psychological bottom line. He thought he could get it for one million.

In fact, his old man Wan Qing only suspected that the furnace was an alchemy furnace and could not be sure that it was true.

If he spent million to buy a fake stove, it would be strange if his old man didn't beat him to death.

"One hundred million times."

"Twice a hundred million."

"Three times a hundred million."

"Okay, the deal is done. Now this Medicine King Cauldron belongs to Miss Qiao."

The beautiful auctioneer made the final decision and was very excited.

The small stove with a starting price of yuan finally sold for a sky-high price of million yuan, shocking everyone's jaws.

She has been hosting auctions for so many years, and this small stove has the highest premium among all the auction items she has handled, which is simply outrageous.

All I can say is that the Qiao family is rich and willful!

Qiao Qiumeng paid the money on the spot and handed the Medicine King Cauldron directly to Chen Yang.

Wan Junjie was so angry that he gritted his teeth. As expected, Qiao Qiumeng took the photo of the small tripod because of Chen Yang.

"Why does this bitch need this little cauldron? Is he also an alchemist?"

"No way, absolutely impossible."

"There are only a few alchemists in the whole country. They are as rare as martial arts masters, and they are all aged in their seventies or eighties. It is impossible for such a young alchemist to exist."

"Grandma, just wait. If you dare to snatch something that my Wan family likes, you are dead. My Wan family will never let you go."

Young Master Wan originally wanted to take revenge on Chen Yang, but this time, he took revenge and snatched Xiaoding back at the same time.

Even if the Qiao family is protecting him, the Wan family is not afraid. At worst, he will kill him secretly.

Buzz!

Holding it in his hand, Chen Yang could more truly feel the mana fluctuations contained in the Medicine King Cauldron.

The grade of this small cauldron is definitely not low. It is at least a spiritual weapon, and may even be a holy weapon.

Above the magic weapons are the spiritual weapons, above the spiritual weapons are the sacred weapons, and behind them are the divine weapons and immortal weapons.

On earth, the existence of holy weapons is probably the limit.

The birth of a spiritual weapon is not easy, and a sacred weapon is even more difficult. It requires dozens or hundreds of years of continuous sacrifice, and even has to undergo the baptism of thunder and disaster, imprint the traces of heaven and earth, and obtain the blessing of heaven. recognized.

This shows how difficult it is to create a sacred instrument.

Artifacts and fairy weapons are treasures that can only exist in the world of immortal cultivation deep in the universe. They have earth-shattering lethality. Any strike can have the ultimate nuclear weapon, or even the destructive power of a star collision. If it existed on earth, I'm afraid the earth would have been destroyed long ago.

Even if it was just a spiritual weapon, Chen Yang was extremely surprised. After all, this was the end of the Dharma era, and even magical weapons were rare. He held the small tripod as if he was holding a peerless treasure and was unwilling to let go.

After helping Chen Yang take the photo of the small tripod, Qiao Qiumeng left because he had no interest in the next auction items and had to go to work and visit the company.

Chen Yang originally wanted to leave, but Yun Jinxiu insisted on keeping him and asked him to treat her fibroids with acupuncture after the auction.

Chen Yang had no choice but to stay a little longer and continue to stay at the auction site.

Before leaving, Qiao Qiumeng told him not to be seduced by Yun Jinxiu, otherwise his life might be in danger.

Chen Yang was speechless. Is Brother Xindao someone who can be knocked down so easily?

Besides, it doesn't matter if he is attacked, his awesome Xuanhuang body of heaven and earth is not afraid of Yun Jinxiu's charming body at all. The two can collide with fierce sparks and complement each other.

Of course Chen Yang was not interested in the upcoming auction. He held the Medicine King Xiaoding and sat in a corner to study it carefully.

The second auction item was an ancient calligraphy and painting, with a starting price of million and a final price of million.

The third auction item was an antique porcelain. The starting price was million, and the final price was million.

……

Listening to the astronomical figures reported one after another, Chen Yang deeply felt the unevenness of the world.

It turns out that in the eyes of rich people, money is really just a number.

Holding the small tripod in his arms, he turned it over and looked at it for a while, but couldn't see anything, so Chen Yang put some infuriating energy into it.

As a result, like a mud cow entering the sea, after the true energy was absorbed by Xiaoding, not even a wave splashed out, and was swallowed up completely.

Then, Chen Yang bit his finger again and tried it with blood dripping.

After all, there are many magic weapons that require blood to identify their owner, and they can only be activated after identifying their owner.

Some magic weapons are imprinted with the spirit of the original owner, and the spirit of the original owner must be erased before the owner can be recognized again.

As a result, blood flowed on the surface of the small cauldron and could not penetrate at all.

"Let me go, is there really the spiritual imprint of the original owner in the small cauldron? I haven't cultivated my spiritual power yet, so I can't erase the spiritual imprint of the original owner."

"It's over. It's over now. If you want to cultivate your spiritual power, you have to wait for the ninth level of Qi refining to reach perfection. But I'm only on the third level of Qi refining now. I've just touched the threshold of the fourth level. I want to refine my Qi. The ninth level of Dzogchen will be achieved, I don’t know when it will be, what year, month and day it will be.”

Unable to recognize his master, Chen Yang felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

Because the master cannot be recognized, the alchemy furnace cannot be activated.

If the alchemy furnace cannot be activated, the elixir cannot be refined.

"No, I have to try again. The zhenqi just now may not be enough, so I will input a little more. I don't believe that a small alchemy furnace can absorb all the zhenqi in my Dantian."

Chen Yang's energy sank into his dantian, drawing out the black and yellow energy from heaven and earth, and penetrated into the small cauldron.

One minute, two minutes,...

Xiaoding was like a bottomless pit, and the Qi in Chen Yang's Dantian was rapidly depleted, but there was still no sign that Xiaoding had eaten or drank enough, and there was no change on the surface.

"Damn it, it shouldn't be. After absorbing so much of my energy, it shouldn't be unresponsive." Chen Yang was so angry that he cursed in his heart.

Just when he was about to throw Xiaoding to the ground and trample on it several times, Xiaoding finally reacted, and a few rays of golden light glowed on the surface.

Under the golden light, Xiaoding's Dao pattern was reviving.