"It seems that this rubbing is going to belong to the people in the seventh private room. "The martial arts in the thirteenth private room, seeing the situation of the auction, said a word in his mouth.

"Not necessarily, this rubbing is too unusual, I am afraid it is difficult to think of it with one sentence. Lihuo held his wine glass, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, I only heard someone in the No. 6 private room say: "Why should this seat give you face, this thing is going to be decided, two thousand six hundred spiritual qi pills." ”

With the increase in the price of the No. 6 private room, the haze in the heart of the mustachioed auctioneer standing on the auction table disappeared suddenly, and there were people bidding, and he, the auctioneer, naturally wanted to continue the auction of items, and the threat of the previous No. 7 private room was naturally useless.

At this time, he couldn't help but be threatened by the people in the No. 7 private room, asking him to forcibly give the auctioned rubbings to the No. 7 private room at the price of two thousand five hundred spiritual qi pills.

In this way, the rules of the auction were naturally broken, and he believed that no matter what the identity of the other party was, it was rare to confuse the people behind the auction hall, and he would never easily spare the people in the seventh private room.

"Okay, the price of the No. 6 private room has been increased, and now it is 2,600 spiritual qi pills, and there are no continued bidding, if there is no winner this time, it will be the No. 6 private room. The mustachioed auctioneer didn't irritate the No. 7 private room too much, after all, the person who could sit in the private room was not something that a small auctioneer could offend him.

"Three thousand Spiritual Qi Pills. "The No. 10 private room has shown its wealth as always, and it is even more imperative to rub the book.

Faced with the bidding of the other two private rooms, the people in the seventh private room were obviously unhappy, "Okay, good, good, you are very good, three thousand five hundred spiritual qi pills, if any of you wants to exceed this price, this seat will be given to you." ”

Boom! The cultivators who were sitting on the second floor who participated in the auction suddenly became lively, talking about each other one by one.

Originally, this rubbing, in the eyes of these people, was a pile of waste paper, and they were so panicked to wipe their buttocks, but who knew that it was just such a thing, and it actually auctioned off 3,500 Spiritual Qi Pills.

Normally, in the hands of a Great Martial Master Realm cultivator, it is already a lot to have a few hundred Spiritual Qi Pills, and it is normal for most Great Martial Master Realm cultivators to only have a few dozen Spiritual Qi Pills.

A newcomer to the Great Martial Master Realm cultivator like Long Zun had all added up to less than twenty Spiritual Qi Pills, not including other pills that could replace the Spiritual Qi Pill on his body, of course.

Therefore, these cultivators on the second floor, when they heard that the mustachioed auctioneer did not introduce what the contents of the rubbing, but only repeatedly emphasized that it was a very precious thing, but they could not attract the attention of these cultivators in the slightest.

Of course, the original rubbing was not intended for these cultivators on the second floor, and the object of preparation was the big people in the private room.

Now with three thousand five hundred Spiritual Qi Pills, ordinary martial artist realms can't take them out at all, and only a strong person at the level of a martial sect can have such a large number of Spiritual Qi Pills.

Now the No. 7 private room is bidding for 3,500 Spiritual Qi Pills, which is probably the highest price that the No. 7 private room can offer, and it may even be the most spiritual Qi Pill that the No. 7 private room can take out.

The price of the auction has reached this point, and the mustache auctioneer is already satisfied, even if the ruben is auctioned off by the seventh private room.

After all, it was just a rubbing book who didn't know what to do, and he was satisfied to be able to exchange it for so many Aura Pills, although the higher the price, the more benefits he would get, but three thousand five hundred Aura Pills was definitely a huge amount of money.

This time, the mustachioed auctioneer did not say anything, but waited for the owners of private rooms six and ten to bid, and if neither of them was bidding, he could declare that the rubbing belonged to private room seven.

Maybe the price of the No. 7 private room is really high, and the No. 6 and No. 10 private rooms are quiet, and no one has said anything to continue to increase the price for the time being.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one had increased the price of the two families, the mustachioed auctioneer felt that it was almost the same, and decided that the rubbing would be owned by the No. 7 private room.

At this moment, a lazy voice suddenly came from inside the thirteenth private room, "Three thousand six hundred spiritual qi pills." ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and these eight words were almost the same as the stones that stirred up thousands of waves, which suddenly made the quiet auction lively again.

"Elder Taishang, are you really willing to bid three thousand six hundred Spiritual Qi Pills to buy a broken book that I don't know what to use?" Martial Arts looked incredulous, and he didn't expect that when it was about to end in the end, it would actually be his own Elder Taishang who offered a higher price.

Lihuo smiled, glanced at Long Zun on the side, and then said to Wushu: "Calm down, look at your senior brother, and then look at your own frizzy appearance." ”

Long Zun held the plate of preserved fruits, leaned back against the back of the chair, ate the preserved fruits on the plate, and seemed to be completely unconcerned about Lihuo's bid for Rubbing.

"But three thousand six hundred Spiritual Qi Pills is too much!" Martial Arts couldn't understand why a broken book was so expensive, and turned to look at Long Zun who was eating preserved fruits, "Senior brother, you're not curious at all. ”

Long Zun swallowed the almost preserved fruit in his mouth, and then said, "Curious about what? Don't worry! Elder Taishang won't really buy that rubbing." ”

After speaking, he looked up at Lihuo, "Elder Taishang, do you know the people in the seventh private room?"

It seems to be asking, but in fact, the tone is already extremely affirmative, and it seems that it is determined that Lihuo knows the people in the seventh private room, and there are some special relationships, but it is definitely not a good relationship to be able to increase the price at this time.

Lihuo turned the wine glass in his hand, and said lightly: "I have known each other for a long time, and I haven't seen you for a long time to say hello." ”

Wushu secretly pouted, and said in his heart, your greeting is so good, I'm afraid that the people in the No. 7 private room have already jumped to the street angrily!

Long Zun nodded, and continued to eat the preserved fruits on the plate, in fact, it was not how much he liked to eat, but the things made of preserved fruits were not ordinary, with a trace of aura in them.

Now he is a poor man, it is better to save a little if he can save a little, anyway, the preserved fruit does not cost money, and he does not eat it for nothing.

The people in the No. 7 private room were really angry, and they couldn't wait to go out immediately to find trouble with the person who raised the price.

"Master, do you want to increase the price. In the seventh private room, a middle-aged man whispered to the old man sitting in the seat.

"Increase the price, of course you have to increase the price, do you want to look at things and ask others to snatch them from under your nose. The old man snorted angrily and said, "Don't let me know who is making trouble, otherwise you will definitely look good." ”

The middle-aged man directly ignored the words behind the old man in the sixtieth century, and the lord who was able to increase the price at this time would naturally not be afraid of his master.

"Three thousand seven hundred Spiritual Qi Pills. The middle-aged man shouted in the direction of the mustachioed auctioneer outside, this time they are preparing four thousand spiritual qi pills, which can be said to be imperative to the extension of the book.

(End of chapter)