As the old man's voice fell, a sigh suddenly sounded in the field.

And the middle-aged woman clenched her fists even more, her face full of unwillingness. But looking at the blue-shirted young man beside Ram Hao, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but sigh softly.

In the corner, Han Chen's brows furrowed slightly, looking ahead. His gaze swept over Ram Hao, who was full of smugness, and then moved to the side and landed on the blue-shirted boy.

There are not many seats in the front row, and most of the seats are some powerful people. And this blue-shirted boy can sit side by side with many powerful forces, and his identity is obviously good. The previous scene clearly confirmed this.

But what puzzled Han Chen was, why did Ram Hao come to the imperial capital? And he was able to befriend such a person with a good status.

Frowning and thinking for a long time, he still had no clue, Han Chen could only shake his head helplessly.

He took a deep look at the blue-shirted boy again, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the high platform.

At this time, the Xuanjie scroll on the jade platform has been removed and temporarily kept by the auction house, and after the auction is over, the auctioneer still needs to go to the backstage to pay the amount and complete the last transaction procedure. It is considered to be an official transaction.

On the high platform, the old man tapped the small hammer in his hand, attracting everyone's attention, and said with a smile: "Everyone, here is the second lot!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man took a long ink-colored wooden box more than two meters long and more than twenty centimeters wide from the black-clothed guard on the side. Place lightly on the jade table.

As soon as this wooden box appeared, it firmly attracted everyone's attention.

Looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, the old man smiled slightly, stretched out his dry palm and gently touched the ink-colored wooden box, and then flicked his fingers, "Smack!" The wooden box opened in response.

A silver sword nearly two meters long lay silently in the wooden box.

"Drink!" The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the big sword, and with a deep sigh, a compelling momentum gushed out from the old man's body, and it turned out to be a nine-star swordsman cultivator.

"Hum" held the long sword in his hand, and the old man flicked his fingers on the sword. The sword body trembled, and a crisp sword groan suddenly sounded from the sword body.

The sword chant did not disperse, and it echoed in the field for a long time.

"This sword is called Jumang, and it weighs four hundred and thirty pounds. It was cast by Master Lang Ming, a third-grade forging master of the forging division's union, and was ranked in the upper rank of the second grade. The inside of the sword body was even integrated into a four-star fire attribute demon core by Master Lang Ming, and if a person who cultivates fire attribute exercises holds it, his strength can be increased by several levels. The old man waved the long sword in his hand lightly, and a trace of fiery red qi emerged from the sword, circulating on the blade of the sword.

"And as long as it is attached to the skin, the four-star fire attribute demon core inside can also increase your sensitivity to the fire attribute aura between heaven and earth by several points. At that time, the cultivation speed will also increase. Money is precious, but with strong strength, are you afraid that you will not have wealth?" the old man turned to look at everyone and said with a smile.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, there was a commotion in the auction hall, and countless pairs of hot eyes were tightly focused on the silver-white sword.

"A weapon that can enhance the speed of cultivation!" Hearing the old man's introduction, Han Chen's breath suddenly stagnated, licked his lips, and said softly with a slight dryness.

Hearing this, Han Ling'er blinked her eyes, and a pair of clear eyes looked towards the high platform, but after just a glance, she took it back, pouted and said, "Flashy!"

Hearing this, Han Chen was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask. At this time, Guiguzi's voice suddenly sounded in Han Chen's sea of knowledge.

"This little girl's eyesight is good. In terms of grade, this sword has also reached the level of the second rank and the upper rank, but what this old man said can increase the cultivation speed!

Han Chen's heart moved, and he immediately heard the sound of Guiguzi's words, and he didn't bother to ask Han Ling'er how he saw it, so he hurriedly asked in his heart, "Teacher, you said that this sword can't improve the cultivation speed?"

"This old man didn't say anything, it's true that this sword can increase the cultivation speed, but the increased speed can definitely make the person who bought this sword vomit blood!" Guiguzi shook his head and chuckled.

Hearing this, Han Chen was stunned for a while, looked at the people with hot and excited faces, and shook his head.

He turned his head to look at Han Ling'er beside him, and said curiously: "How does Ling'er know that what the auctioneer said is not true?"

Han Ling'er spread her hands cutely, and said crisply: "Doesn't Brother Han Chen also know the Tao?"

Looking at Han Linger's innocent look, Han Chen shook his head and stopped asking.

Leaning back, lying on the back of the chair, looking at the excited crowd in front of him, Han Chen said softly with a slight mockery: "I don't know who will be the wronged leader!"

Seeing that Han Chen didn't ask, Han Ling'er blinked her eyes, smiled slightly, and looked back at the high platform

For a cultivator, pills and weapons are indispensable.

The pill can easily break the cultivation barrier and allow oneself to gain stronger strength. And a good weapon is the guarantee of one's own life.

Especially for mercenaries who are on the verge of life and death every day, having a good weapon can definitely greatly increase their chances of survival.

At this time, in the field, a series of blazing eyes were focused on the old man. Wait for it to announce the reserve price for the auction.

Looking at the people below with extremely hot eyes, the old man also knew that he was almost there, tapped the small hammer in his hand, and said loudly: "The second-grade high-level famous weapon, Jumang." The reserve price is 300,000 yuan, please everyone!"

As soon as this sky-high price came out, the originally slightly noisy field suddenly became much quieter.

"It's really black" Han Chen rolled his eyes directly and muttered in his mouth.

The silence didn't last long, and a slightly obese middle-aged man in a mercenary costume shouted in a trembling voice: "Three hundred and twenty thousand!"

According to the prestige, it is the previous fat mercenary.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" Just as the fat mercenary's voice fell, another voice rang out.

"Three hundred and eighty thousand!"

"Four hundred thousand!"

"Four hundred and thirty thousand!"

The shouts sounded one after another.

"500,000!" Obviously, there were a lot of people who were interested in this sword, but in a few breaths, it directly increased to 500,000.

By this time, the sound of bidding had gradually become much quieter. Obviously, the sky-high price of 500,000 yuan has made most people feel reluctant.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" a middle-aged man with dark skin and a mercenary costume suddenly stood up, staring at the silver sword on the high platform, and shouted with red eyes.

The middle-aged man's move to raise 50,000 yuan at once immediately made the remaining bidders retreat.

The old man on the high platform coughed lightly and said, "This gentleman bid 550,000 yuan, will anyone continue to bid for the auction?"

Seeing that there was no one in the field to bid for the auction, the old man knocked down the small hammer in his hand with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "The second-grade high-end famous weapon, Jumang, was successfully auctioned by this gentleman!"

"It's really rich! It's almost enough to catch up with my Han family's annual income. Looking at the man whose face was flushed with excitement, Han Chen shook his head.

Immediately, his gaze shifted and slowly swept over the strong forces in the front row, Han Chen smacked his lips and said softly: "It's really shrewd, I didn't even fall for any of them!"

Most of the people in the previous session participated in the bidding, but only a few people in the front row did not open a single mouth. Obviously, they have seen it very thoroughly.

After the long sword, a number of items were auctioned one after another. Exercises, combat skills, sword skills, elixirs, blades, herbs, and so on. And in terms of preciousness, it is no worse than the previous two.

Time flies, half an hour has passed in a blink of an eye, and more than 20 items have been sold at this auction. There are also things that Han Chen is interested in, but because of the shyness in his pocket, Han Chen can only give up helplessly.

With a wave of his hand, he ordered the person to bring down the item that had just been photographed. The old man turned around and took a silver tray from the maid's hand and placed it lightly on the jade platform.

Looking down he smiled mysteriously: "Ladies and gentlemen, this next lot is a rare treasure." ”

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