Chapter Seventy-Eight: Halfway to the Halfway Journey, Bite the Gold, and Buy Out at a High Price
The male cultivator who claimed to be from the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect was not angry when he heard Qingque's reprimand, but instead touched the top of his bare head, laughed and said, "Uncle, I will teach you a truth today, monks speak with their fists, not by red tape and useless things! When you fight with the desolate beast, do you still have to exchange salutes and say hello by the way?"
Qingqiu smiled dumbly, this person spoke to a certain meaning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
However, this person's image, Cheng Liang, is only six scars worse than that monk, and she feels that it is not very in line with the painting style of the Heaven Splitting Sword School, and it is more suitable to be a Buddhist cultivator than a sword cultivator.
Isn't it normal for the two brothers of the Huang family to meet before?
Of course, this is only from the external image. But as the saying goes, people can't look good, so she shouldn't be alone here......
Qingque's body was full of cold air, but he also knew that it was on the territory of Duobao Pavilion, and the basic face must be given: "I don't have useless arguments with you, there is no value! Bid, eight thousand five hundred spirit stones." ”
"Mirage Dragon Ball, I'm determined to win the Valley of Despair!
At this time, the spirit stone naturally refers to the high-grade spirit stone, after all, it has been added to eight thousand before. With the wealth of the Valley of Despair, there will definitely be no way to do these things that steal concepts.
Everyone secretly said that this big deal had risen by five hundred all of a sudden, and this spirit stone was simply a number to a certain extent, and these disciples of the Great Gate Sect really didn't treat money as money.
The male cultivator stroked his palm: "Good courage, I, Huang, can't be left behind, eight thousand five hundred and one spirit stones!"
The words are slow and leisurely, and the tone should be as angry as it is annoying.
Ning Qingqiu sneered, she was not the only one, but many monks couldn't help it. This person is inevitably too buried, so he only adds such a spirit stone, and slaps his face brightly.
Qingque's face is going to be blue.
It is estimated that she just wants to draw her sword and kill people now, after all, she is the eldest disciple of the Valley of Ruthlessness, she has been pampered by thousands of people since she was a child, and her cultivation has also reached the foundation building, no one may have dared to oppose her so blatantly before, and she still doesn't take the Valley of Ruthlessness in her eyes.
However, the Desperate Valley is powerful, but the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect is by no means worse than it, otherwise it would be impossible for the two to face off for so many years, and they are both first-class sects.
Mingyuan also smiled: "This person has a bit of thought. That Qingque increased the price by five hundred, obviously he wanted to suppress people with his power and win this Mirage Dragon Ball in one go, that male cultivator is also smart, Bingjiayun: Attacking the heart is the top, he wants to break this momentum, and now it seems that the effect is good. ”
Qing Qiuxian just laughed at the attitude of the sword cultivator who didn't pay for his life, and when he heard Ming Yuan say this, he came back to his senses: "...... Kill two birds with one stone. But not necessarily, maybe he just wants to be angry and fight against the Valley of Despair. ”
This is a new statement, and judging by the appearance of the man, it is very likely. ”
Mingyuan saw that the sword cultivator's aura was frank and pure, and his eyes were clear, and he felt that this person spoke freely and freely, but he actually didn't have any bad intentions.
The monk's intuition is also very important, and most of the time it is extremely accurate.
At least from the point of view of the perception, this person is a little more favorable than the blue sparrow.
The two of them didn't go back to the box, just stood at the guardrail at the door, and directly called the price, Qingque was not as fierce as at the beginning, she was planning to take the lead in the first place, knowing that someone was going to work hard with herself, what if she was pitted?
She added one hundred and one hundred, and the person on the other side happily followed, and every time she added a piece, she was so angry that her silver teeth were about to be crushed.
The two of you come and go, and the bidding has not stopped, and it is very intense.
Guests in the box have the privilege of entering their own prices on a small special mirror, which is also a way to hide the identity of the customer.
After all, good things are coveted, and you can't just buy a heavy treasure and be killed and robbed, right?
If the business is done like this, then Duobao Pavilion will not be able to continue.
So before Qingque and the monk surnamed Huang didn't come out by themselves, no one knew who was in the box.
Ning Qingqiu had entered the information from the small mirror before.
"It's going to end soon, but I didn't expect this Mirage Ball to set off a small climax. I just don't know who will end up fighting. "Mingyuan watched the show, and it was very happy to see it.
The price of the Mirage Dragon Ball has reached a terrifying nine thousand top-grade spirit stones, this is not an ordinary resource, it can completely support a small immortal cultivation family, and it is no problem to feed a group of monks, no matter where you put it, it is a batch of resources of sufficient weight.
"That's not right. Qingqiu said, put the teacup down, picked up the small mirror and entered a piece of information again, "I didn't say that I would quit the competition and give up Mirage Ball, but it just seems that everyone forgot about me." ”
She couldn't cry or laugh a little, she watched the play well, but she was ignored like this, which was really embarrassing.
Qingque and the monk surnamed Huang probably threw her out of the clouds, right? As a competitor, she was expelled from the battle before she could make a move.
Mingyuan was dumbfounded.
The audience outside was also dumbfounded.
Hongyu's voice sounded, with a little excited and trembling tailnote: "...... Xuanzi No. 6 box, bid...... 10,000 spirit stones!"
There is a crystal plate in front of the auctioneer, which connects all the small mirrors of the VIP boxes, and it appears in front of Hongyu's eyes for the first time after Qingqiu's quotation.
After a moment of silence, there was a loud noise, and everyone turned their heads to each other, and the humming sound was no better than that of a mortal vegetable market, and the roof was about to be overturned.
The price of the Mirage Dragon Ball itself is about five or six thousand high-grade spirit stones, and the cap is only eight thousand, but now it has reached a high price of ten thousand spirit stones, or the sky-high price, which has directly doubled, and no one is not shocked.
The most critical thing is that the Valley of Despair and the Sky Splitting Sword Sect are fighting in full swing, and at first glance it is the end of your life and death, this winner is about to be separated, but he was cut off halfway, and shouted out the highest price in the audience in one fell swoop, and the strange peak protruded, which was completely unexpected.
There are more ups and downs than the turn of the drama.
Hongyu said: "10,000 spirit stones, there are VIPs who bid 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, and there are VIPs who want to increase the price......."
"The South Sea Mirage Dragon Ball, the true dragon bloodline, can refine magic weapons to provide illusions, the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again, are there any guests who want to increase the price?"
"Ten thousand once, ten thousand twice, ten thousand three times!"
"Deal!"
Qingque was completely out of great shock, and was suppressed by the arrogance of this increase of 1,000, and the funds in her hands were also very tight, and after thinking about the lot after that, the biggest task of her coming here was to endure it.
She looked coldly at the box where Ning Qingqiu was, and now the people in the entire hall looked at Xuanzi No. 6, wishing that they couldn't see through the barrier materials outside the box what was sacred inside, and they were so tyrants who spent a lot of money.
"I don't know which Taoist friend is so arrogant, can you show up and see it? It also opened the eyes of Qingque. ”