"Honey, what kind of treasure is that piece of luminous wood?"
Xiao Muxue asked impatiently.
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be a thousand-year-old lightning strike wood. This is a good thing for making magic weapons."
Chen Nanxuan rubbed his hands. He didn't expect to encounter a thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood at the auction, and he was a little tempted.
"What... this is a thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood!"
"But why did Bai Xiaosheng say that a hundred years of lightning struck the tree?"
Yang Qian'er and Rakshasa looked at him blankly.
"That guy doesn't know what he's selling. Judging from the texture on this piece of wood that sparkles with light thunder, it's definitely a millennium-struck wood, and it's also a relatively precious thousand-year-old jujube wood. It's the most sacred wood in Taoism and Buddhism. I’m looking forward to what the final magic weapon will be!”
After Chen Nanxuan finished speaking, Bai Xiaosheng spat at the introduction on the auction stage outside.
"Dear guests, the hundred-year-old lightning-struck jujube wood is the best wood for making magical weapons. It contains a trace of the power of thunder and lightning. It is the most powerful and the most powerful. The starting price is 50 million. There is no upper limit. Just one wood. Whoever has more money will take it!"
After Bai Xiaosheng finished speaking, all the big guys at the auction site gasped. The starting price had reached 50 million, and the transaction price was definitely an astronomical figure.
Although the major families and forces in Zhongzhou are relatively wealthy, hundreds of millions or even billions will cause many families to bleed a lot, so you have to think about it.
Moreover, the hundred-year-old lightning-struck jujube wood that Bai Xiaosheng called out is only suitable for refining magic weapons. It is of little use to ordinary people. Weapon refiners are very rare and the price is too high. It is better to save the money for the finale. of magic weapon.
This also resulted in no one dared to bid for a long time.
"The Liang family, a wealthy family in Zhongzhou, offered 60 million!"
"The wealthy Gong family in Zhongzhou offered 70 million!"
"The Lu family, a wealthy family in Zhongzhou, offered 80 million!"
"Wutaishan Bodhi Courtyard bids 90 million!"
Just when Bai Xiaosheng looked embarrassed and secretly said that the bidding price was too high, someone finally made a bid.
Even some eminent monks couldn't help but quote.
"Longhu Mountain also wants to make a magic weapon from a hundred-year-old lightning-struck jujube wood. You don't know how to make a magic weapon. If you take it, it will be a waste. If you can't afford 100 million, how about you give it to me!"
Suddenly, a Taoist priest with gray beard and hair stood up and looked at everyone at the auction: "I will buy it and refine it into a magic weapon, which can protect the safety of the whole party in the future."
"If everyone here has something to do in the future, Longhu Mountain will naturally take care of you."
"It turns out to be Taoist Priest Qingwei. You are a Taoist master. The wealthy palace family is too lazy to compete with you."
"Our wealthy Liang family also gives up!"
"The wealthy Lu family also gave up!"
The first ones to give up the bidding were the heads of the three wealthy families in Zhongzhou. They had the attitude of giving it a try. Buying it back would not be of much use and they would not be guilty of making a feud with Longhu Mountain.
"Priest Qingwei, I, Wutai Mountain, also really want this lightning strike wood to make a magic weapon, so please forgive me for not being able to cede it to this poor monk. Wutai Mountain will offer 120 million to continue the competition."
An elderly monk from Mount Wutai laughed apologetically.
"No problem, fair competition. You're welcome, Master Xuanku. Our Longhushan bid is 150 million."
Taoist Priest Qingwei did not show any displeasure.
"You famous people are so stubborn in asking for a price. You don't have money to ask for anything. The hundred-year-old lightning struck the wood of the Jioming Temple in Lushan. We want it, so we bid 200 million."
Suddenly, a Taoist priest carrying a long sword and wearing a red robe stood up and made a quote with a wave of his hand.
"People of Xuanyin, your method of cultivating the Fierce Ming Guan is too evil. A hundred years of lightning strikes the jujube tree to its yang, which is a burden to you. Why do you want to muddy the waters?"
Taoist Priest Qingwei's face darkened and he scolded loudly.
"That's right, Xuanyin people, if you buy a hundred-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree and take it back, wouldn't it suppress your martial arts?"
Master Xuanku of Mount Wutai looked gloomy.
The other heads of wealthy families also looked at the Xuanyin Chief of Xioming Guan with fear. It was obvious that they had all heard about this guy's notorious reputation.
Apart from good deeds, Ji Mingguan has done all the other evil deeds. There are not many of them, but they are all evil figures with advanced cultivation, which causes many people to stay away from him.
"It is precisely because the hundred-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree is a treasure of Zhiyang Zhigang, which is specially designed to suppress our evil view. We must take it away. It cannot fall into the hands of you guys and make it into a magical weapon to deal with us. If you have the ability, bid it."
Xuanyin people were sarcastic and looked like they had a lot of money. There was nothing they could do about it. They had done a lot of bad things over the years and got a lot of gold, silver and jewels. The finances of a fierce Ming Guan were not as good as those of some wealthy families.
"Hmph! I have 250 million from Mount Wutai!"
"The century-old jujube tree struck by lightning must not fall into the hands of you evil watchers. We have 300 million from Longhu Mountain."
Offer high prices to Taoist Priest Qingwei and Master Xuanku.
Xuanyin people sneered: "I, Ji Ming, can see 500 million, and I will add 200 million at a time. If you have the ability, you can continue!"
Master Xuanku and Taoist Priest Qingwei looked very ugly. The 300 million they were able to spend was all their savings over the years. Faced with the menacing Xuanyin people and their wealth, they seemed powerless for a while.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Stop talking, we have no money! The poor devils still come to compete for a hundred-year-old jujube tree struck by lightning, which makes the poor man laugh to death."
Xuanyin looked at Bai Xiaosheng very proudly: "No one has raised the price, why don't you declare it to me?"
Bai Xiaosheng raised the hammer with an embarrassed look on his face: "Xuanyinren offered 500 million, is anyone else willing to increase the price?"
Bai Xiaosheng looked at VIP Room No. 1 upstairs. He was waiting for Chen Nanxuan, but he didn't believe that he was not interested in this thing.
"Bai Xiaosheng, you don't have to look upstairs. No one here dares to go against our evil spirits, otherwise they will receive crazy revenge from the poor people. Don't waste your time."
Xuanyin shouted impatiently.
"You're just a piece of trash from Jiomingguan. I really feel like I'm invincible. I want this lightning-struck jujube tree!"
The door of the VIP room No. 1 upstairs was kicked out. Chen Nanxuan appeared in everyone's sight with a red wine glass in one hand and a cigar in the other: "I bid 1 billion!"
Xiao Muxue, Yang Qian'er, Luosha Nu, three beauties followed Chen Nanxuan out and stood beside him.
It forms a very beautiful scenery.
"Fuck!"
"This kid is out to muddy the waters again!"
"He is not afraid of Tianlong Group, isn't he also afraid of Xiomingguan?"
"Damn it, Bazi, what the hell is this guy doing?"
Seeing that the ruthless man who had previously beaten up the young master of the Tianlong Group appeared to bid, he immediately added 500 million.
All the big guys at the scene took a breath of air.
Not only is he powerful in combat, but he also has great financial resources. Most importantly, he has three beauties following him, which is really irritating.
"Mr. Chen bids 1 billion, will Xuanyin people increase the price?"
Bai Xiaosheng showed a proud smile, and Chen Nanxuan finally took action. Even a hundred-year-old jujube tree struck by lightning can be sold at a good price.
"Boy, who are you? You dare to insult me and call me trash?" Xuanyin stared at him with sharp eyes.
Chen Nanxuan took a sip of his cigar and looked down at Xuanyin: "Stop talking nonsense, either you continue to add more money, or you shut up that stupid mouth forever."
The Xuanyin man clenched his fists: "Okay, okay! You are the first person who dares to humiliate me in public. You are worth 1.5 billion, and I must take away the lightning strike jujube tree today."
Chen Nanxuan sneered and waved his hand: "You can bid whatever you want, I will always be 500 million more than you."
Hiss, hiss!
There was another gasp from the scene.
How rich is this person, dare he boast about such a big name?
"Boy, that's good. You've pissed me off. I'm too lazy to argue with you for the time being. Let's wait and see today!"
The money Xuanyin brought was for the final magic weapon. He gritted his teeth and gave up the competition. He looked at Chen Nanxuan with murderous eyes.
"Bai Xiaosheng, no one has raised the price this time!"
Chen Nanxuan was too lazy to pay attention to Xuanyinren's childish threats. He looked down at Bai Xiaosheng below.
"Congratulations to Mr. Chen for obtaining the rare 100-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree. I will personally deliver it to you upstairs later."
Bai Xiaosheng raised his head and shouted to him with an apologetic smile.
"No, no, no, this is not a century-old lightning strike on a jujube tree."
Chen Nanxuan grinned and spent 2 billion to buy a thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree. This business made a lot of money.
