Broken Night

Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty - Start Bidding

"500,000." A voice sounded from a black-class box. Mrs. Xuan looked and found that the number of the black-level box was the box of the young master Huo Forging who had recently become hot. Mrs. Xuan just smiled disdainfully, if that Zhou Zhong child thought that a young master could take her place, it would be too naive.

Although the potential is amazing, it is still too young and the quality is too low.

In the auction house, it is all about rare and high-end.

Tier 2 soldiers?

Tailor-made?

In her eyes, it was still too low-end.

Her gaze fell on a bald boy, and she was immediately startled.

This young man has a familiar face...

Then her eyes moved to the boy sitting beside him. The young man has black hair reaching his shoulders and looks handsome, but his eyes are soft and unfathomable. When Mrs. Xuan's eyes swept away, it happened to meet her boy's eyes.

The young man smiled slightly, with deep meaning in his eyes.

As for Madam Xuan, she froze in place as if struck by lightning.

The current Madam Xuan is already the most powerful person besides the owner of the Xuanwu auction house. He was even in charge of the operation of the Xuanwu Auction House, and could be said to be the second in command.

And although Mrs. Xuan has always been a core member of the Xuanwu auction house, one of the reasons for her status is the goldsmith. Winning over the goldsmith and making him a guest of the Xuanwu auction house, especially the [Tiger Punching Food] was a very good result, which made the owner of the Xuanwu auction house use Madam Xuan more seriously, and achieved the status it is today. .

However, Mrs. Xuan did not invite him in this auction after using the goldsmith. But at this time, seeing the goldsmith actually mixed with the fat man made Madam Xuan's heart arouse.

She didn't seem to care about this fat man, but in fact she knew that if she really wanted to say who could shake her position, it would be only this fat man.

And now, he is so familiar with the two teenagers, Goldsmith and Xu Yan?

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In the end, the altar of Qianlixiang was still photographed by Xu Yan.

After all, this is just a jar of wine, no matter how rare it is, it is just wine. For this world where strength is respected, if you have that money, you might as well use it to arm yourself to improve your strength. Although he finally bought the jar of Qianlixiang for 700,000 yuan, neither Xu Yan nor Jin Qianji cared about it. After all, silver taels are enough for them.

The wine jar was also quickly delivered to Xu Yan's box. Even though it was tightly wrapped in mud, it still had an undisguised aroma of wine, which was intoxicating. This is still the case if it has not been unsealed, if the mud seal is unsealed...

Thinking of this, Xu Yan suppressed the urge to go back to tasting wine immediately, and continued to sit in the auction hall and watch the auction below.

Although there are few people in this auction, there are many fine works.

A set of Noble Phantasms, fourth-order tattoo soldiers of a dead Hundred-pattern tattoo artist...

Things that the outside world is crazy about can be seen here. In comparison, what's the point of buying a jar of wine at 700,000?

Time passed quickly, and the old man couldn't hide a flush on his face.

"I have to admit that the last item to be auctioned is more precious than I have ever seen in decades. Being able to auction this treasure will be my greatest honor, and it will also be a deed to show off to my children and grandchildren in the future."

"Qizhen - Centennial Immortal Wood!"

A jade box with a crystal clear and milky white body was held up by the two women with great importance, even if it was just holding it, the palms were full of fine sweat. Because they were all taken well, if something went wrong, even losing their lives would not be enough!

The old man respectfully took the jade box and quietly opened it.

The sights of countless powerhouses are all gathered in it.

I saw a piece of wood about the length of two index fingers and the size of a fist, lying quietly in it. Even the small piece of wood had countless hair-like tiny roots at the bottom, which were obviously uprooted and placed in the jade box.

"I believe that I don't need to say more about the legend of the sword **** Duan Fei. Now I know you will be wondering if this is the real thing." No cover up. This is a powerful tattoo artist in the Hundred Pattern Realm.

The Xuanwu auction house can stand in the Southern Imperial City, and naturally it also has a team that belongs to them. Not only in the Hundred Pattern Realm, but also in the Four Palace Realm, there are countless tattooists. After all, as the only auction house in Nanhuangcheng, they have the most silver taels. Money makes ghosts push the mill, and it is extremely easy for them to recruit the strong.

"Therefore, we have invited experts from the Hundred Patterns Realm to demonstrate."

The middle-aged man in front of him is not low-profile, he is a loose cultivator, known as Zidian Daoist. A hand of thunder and lightning patterns is superbly played, and its natal pattern [Purple Thunder] is even famous all over the world. The Zidian Taoist looked indifferent, and the tattoos on his body were strong.

One after another purple arcs beat around him, and Xu Yan knew that the appearance of the lines would have different appearances depending on the practice. The lines like myself and Mengshi are like flames, while those of Jin Qianji are really like streaks of light and so on.

The Zidian Daoist in front of him was obviously practicing a powerful technique with the thunder attribute.

The arc condensed and formed, turned into a purple divine thunder, and blasted towards the immortal wood that opened the jade box.

hum...

What is astonishing is that when the purple divine thunder bombarded around the immortal wood, invisible ripples appeared.

The purple divine thunder blasted into the ripples, like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing.

Those present were not mediocre people, and they naturally saw that Daoist Zidian did not hold back, but did his best. But even so, this full-strength blow hit the Immortal Wood with no response, and the eyes of some of them became more and more fiery.

The old auctioneer showed a natural look on his face: "A hundred-year-old immortal wood, the reserve price is three million, please make a bid!" When the old man had just finished speaking, he was surprisingly silent. There was no surprise on his face, after all, more than one million taels is not a small amount of money for any aristocratic family.

And most importantly, this is just a piece of a hundred-year-old immortal wood. Even if it was the raw material of the former Divine Sword, at that time the sword **** Duan Fei was holding the Millennium Immortal Wood. In comparison, this hundred-year-old immortal wood is too small, and because of its characteristics, it cannot be destroyed, and it is even more difficult to forge weapons.

If not, how could the master who got this Immortal Wood put it up for auction?

If it were the Millennium Immortal Wood, no expert would ever sell such a divine object.

Even so, the auctioneer is still very confident. Because he knew that every family would gamble! Bet you can figure out how to use this immortal wood! After all, once it is successfully researched, the magic weapon can no longer be compared with silver taels, and it is not too much to say that it is worth tens of millions of taels.

At the same time, after they buy it, even if they can't research it, they also cut off the possibility that others can research it!

After a long silence, as if thinking hard, only then did a black-level box that activated the pattern said: "Three and a half million."

Only a moment later, a red-level box also said, "Four million."

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