Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

"I'll give out 60,000 yuan stone!"

A deep voice came from a box on the second floor.

Everyone looked sideways, but no one followed the bidding.

Most of them showed hesitation on their faces, after all, it was the sword of the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, in case it led to being chased and killed by the Heavenly Sword Sect, it would not be worth the loss.

Just as the dust was about to settle, a sad voice came from another box on the second floor.

"Isn't it the sword of the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, as for it, one by one, I will give out 70,000 yuan stones!" You'd better not bid..." As

soon as the gloomy voice fell, the deep voice from before sounded again: "Eighty thousand." "

Interesting, I'll give out 90,000."

"One hundred thousand."

"One hundred and fifty thousand."

"180,000."

"Two hundred thousand."

"Three hundred thousand."

...

The two of them bid so fiercely that they directly stunned everyone present.

Fang Mo was also slightly shocked in his heart, both of them began to bid one hundred thousand upwards, and their one million yuan stone was enough for ten bids....

"One million dollars."

The mournful voice sounded again.

In just a few moments, the price has reached one million.

"Aren't you afraid of the Heavenly Sword Sect's retaliation!"

The deep voice carried a hint of anger.

"Awkward... What can the Heavenly Sword Sect do to me? After this Heavenly Soul Sword was auctioned, I took this Heavenly Soul Sword to kill the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect... Quack kills...

The gloomy laughter echoed throughout the auction hall.

"Hmph! Then I'll wait and see! The

deep voice was a little unwilling.

In the end, the Heavenly Soul Sword of the top grade of the Xuan Step was auctioned off for a million.

Next came the third auction item, which turned out to be a one-meter-tall white dome.

"This is the egg of the Xuanyuan giant tortoise, which lives in the depths of the Xuanyuan and is extremely difficult to catch. Adults can reach the combat power of the Yuan Master Realm. The starting price is 10,000 yuan.

Director Jia's voice just fell

, "I'll give 11,000 yuan stones."

"You are too petty, I will give 30,000 yuan stones."

"I'll give out fifty thousand!"

"Sixty thousand!"

...

Fang Mo frowned slightly, and then several more auction items were auctioned off, but there was still no Xuanjing stone that he needed.

At this time, the eighth auction item on the stage had begun, and it turned out to be a black coffin with intricate purple patterns engraved on it, and the entire coffin exuded a chill

... "This black coffin was unearthed in the extremely bad place, and it is said to have a miraculous effect on the cultivation of corpses, with a starting price of 10,000 yuan."

"I'll give 20,000 yuan stone."

"I'll give out 21,000 yuan stones."

...

Fang Mo looked at the black coffin on the stage and raised his eyebrows, this is a corpse coffin.

The so-called corpse coffin is actually an advanced version of the body bag, which can not only store the corpse, but also contain the corpse.

Unlike the body bag, the corpse coffin is not artificially refined, but the coffin is naturally formed by absorbing the extreme yin or extreme qi for many years in an extremely yin or extremely bad place.

Looking at the few bidders, Fang Mo did not participate in the auction, because his own essence blood was much stronger than the corpse coffin.

"Hey, boy, why don't you bid for this black coffin?"

There was a whisper in my ear.

Fang Mo turned his head abruptly, looking surprised.

"Senior Brother Fu!"

Sitting behind him was Fu Qing, who was dressed in a black robe.

Fu Qing smiled and nodded, and said, "Why don't you shoot this corpse coffin?"

"I don't need a coffin."

Fang Mo said lightly.

Fu Qing glanced at Sui'er with a puzzled look and said, "Are you sure you don't need it?"

Fang Mo didn't pay attention to Fu Qing's reaction, and he shook his head again.

Then he asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Fu, I was about to ask, do you know the method of placing alien corpses?"

Fu Qing's eyes strangely pointed to the black coffin on the stage.

Seeing this, Fang Mo's eyes froze.

At this time, the bidding price of the black coffin had just reached 40,000 yuan, which was not comparable at all compared to the previous auction items.

In fact, this is not to say that everyone does not recognize the goods, but this black coffin is suitable for too few people, and it is only useful for cultivators such as corpse refining.

"Fifty thousand yuan stone."

Fang Mo's voice was indifferent.

"Fifty-one thousand yuan stone."

A voice came.

"Sixty thousand yuan stone."

"Sixty-one thousand yuan stone."

The voice sounded again.

"Seventy thousand yuan stone."

"Seventy-one thousand yuan stone."

The voice followed.

Fang Mo's brows furrowed slightly, and then Wu Mo whispered with an ugly face: "Gongzi, it's Sang Chong and them."

When Fang Mo heard this, he turned his head to look. I saw Sang Chong and the two brothers looking at him playfully not far away.

Fang Mo's face sank directly, obviously those two guys did it on purpose.

"One hundred thousand yuan stone."

Fang Mo said coldly.

"One hundred and eleven thousand yuan stone."

Sang Chong's voice sounded again.

"150,000 yuan stone."

"151,000 yuan stone."

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes and spoke again, "Three hundred thousand yuan stone."

At this time, after Sang Chong and Sang Gu whispered to each other, they actually bid again.

"Three hundred and one thousand yuan stone."

Fu Qing glanced at Sang Chong casually and said to himself, "Junior Brother, you seem to have been targeted." "

Five hundred thousand yuan stone!"

Fang Mo directly increased the price by 200,000.

This time, Sang Chong and the two did not continue to follow, and they looked at Fang Mo with a treacherous smile.

Fang Mo, on the other hand, is as heavy as water.

In the end, the black coffin was photographed by Fang Mo for 500,000 yuan stone.

After the dust settled, Fang Mo slowly turned his head to look at Sang Chong and the two, and his eyes were as if he was looking at two dead people.

After that, several auction items, Fang Mo, followed the bidding one by one, because he was afraid that Sang Chong and the two would make trouble again.

When a yellow spar the size of a water tank appeared on the stage, a trace of essence erupted in Fang Mo's eyes.

"The fourteenth auction item, Xuanjingite. I can't introduce it too much here, everyone knows. However, such a large Xuanjing stone must have never been seen by everyone, and the starting price is 50,000 yuan stone. As

soon as the words fell, the bidding was heard endlessly.

"Sixty thousand yuan stone."

"I'll give out 70,000."

"I'll give 71,000 yuan stone."

...

This time, Fang Mo did not speak, and Wu Molang on the side said in a loud voice: "One hundred thousand yuan stone."

"I'll give out 110,000."

"120,000."

"121,000."

Seeing this, Wu Mo spoke again, "Two hundred thousand yuan stone." As

soon as this price came out, the auction hall instantly quieted down.

The corners of Wu Mo's mouth raised slightly.

Suddenly,

"Three hundred thousand yuan stone."

A voice came from the box on the second floor.

Wu Mo's smile gradually disappeared, and he glanced at Fang Mo, who motioned for him to continue.

Wu Mo nodded slightly, "Three hundred and fifty thousand yuan stone." "

Five hundred thousand."

There was a voice again in the box.

Wu Mo bid again: "Five hundred and fifty thousand yuan stone." "

A million."

"Hiss..." the

audience inhaled.

Wu Mo's face was a little ugly, and when he was still struggling with whether to continue, Fang Mo shook his head slightly and stopped him.

Fang Mo looked at the box upstairs expressionlessly, he knew that even if Wu Mo's family was hollowed out, it was estimated that it would be impossible to win the people in the box.

The last giant Xuanjing stone was photographed by the people in the box on the second floor.

Next, it was time for the final auction item, and many people showed anticipation.

Suddenly, the entire auction hall was dimmed.