"Mr. Chen, you said this is not a century-old lightning strike on jujube wood, so what exactly is this thing?"
Bai Xiaosheng's face was stunned, and he had a bad feeling.
The rest of the people at the auction site also looked at Chen Nanxuan in bewilderment. They had finished taking the photos and the lightning struck the jujube tree.
Everyone participating in the auction must be a century-old lightning-struck jujube tree. This guy suddenly said it was not a century-old lightning-struck jujube wood?
Isn't this tantamount to slapping everyone present in the face?
"This thing is a thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree!"
Chen Nanxuan's words completely ignited the atmosphere at the scene.
"What?"
"Fuck him, Third Uncle!"
"Thousand-year-old lightning strikes jujube tree?"
"How the hell is this possible?"
"If a thousand-year-old jujube tree is struck by lightning, its value is immeasurable. It is basically a rare treasure!"
"Isn't this really a thousand-year lightning strike on a jujube tree?"
"If it's true that two billion bought such a good treasure, then the man named Chen will make a fortune!"
Everyone at the auction site couldn't sit still. Many people stared at the thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube that had not been taken away with their eyes wide open. They simply couldn't believe their ears.
"Mr. Chen, this is impossible. We asked experts to identify it. This is definitely a jujube wood struck by lightning for a hundred years. How could it be turned into a jujube wood struck by lightning for a thousand years?"
Bai Xiaosheng was dumbfounded and felt his scalp numb. If lightning struck the jujube tree for a thousand years, he would have to pay at least 10 billion to avoid losing money. Only 2 billion would be lost to his grandma's house.
"That's because the appraisal expert you hired has bad eyes!"
Chen Nanxuan said: "The so-called lightning-struck wood is a strange tree that can survive being struck by lightning and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even if it survives, it will be struck by lightning again within a certain period of time every year. Every time A lightning strike will leave a mark of thunder and lightning symbols on the struck wood. This jujube tree, which has been struck by lightning for thousands of years, has more than one thunder and lightning symbol on it. If you don’t believe it, you can count it carefully right now.”
Chen Nanxuan unabashedly stated the characteristics of jujube wood struck by lightning for thousands of years, and he was not afraid of anyone on the scene trying to snatch it away.
"It's impossible, it won't happen. It must be a hundred-year lightning strike on the jujube tree. It can't be a thousand-year lightning strike on the jujube tree!"
Angrily, Bai Xiao took a magnifying glass and looked up and down at the thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree, which was about one meter and a half long and almost as thick as an adult's thigh.
"Hurry up!"
"Let's all go and take a look!"
The big guys participating in the auction also came closer, their eyes widened and they began to count the thunder and lightning symbols.
"1 thunder and lightning symbol...2 thunder and lightning symbols...10 thunder and lightning symbols...100 thunder and lightning symbols..."
"Oh my god, I've already counted 500 thunder and lightning symbols. Is this really a thousand-year lightning strike on a jujube tree?"
"After counting, there are indeed 1,000 thunder and lightning symbols on the lightning-struck jujube tree. Is it the real thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree?"
"Oh my god! Chen Nanxuan has made a lot of money. Thousand-year lightning struck Zaomu, so he was recognized and photographed."
The atmosphere at the scene reached a climax, and countless people looked at Chen Nanxuan with envy and jealousy. Not only was he profound in cultivation, he was also very rich and had a strong ability to recognize treasures.
Isn't this a fucking all-around genius?
"We actually made a mistake. You know it was a thousand-year lightning strike on a jujube tree. Even if you lose all your money, you still have to take a picture. This thing is extremely powerful in making magic weapons."
Master Xuanku had a look of remorse on his face, and kept slapping his forehead anxiously, looking longingly at the thousand-year-old lightning striking the jujube tree.
"Yes! I made a mistake. Mr. Chen is so discerning that such a good treasure slipped away from me."
Taoist priest Qingwei stamped his feet anxiously, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Master Xuanku, this thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree is worth a lot. Maybe we can discuss with Mr. Chen afterwards and sell us a small amount."
Master Xuanku immediately stopped slapping his forehead: "Taoist Priest Qingwei, you are right. Why did I forget this method? No one is allowed to think of striking jujube wood with thousand-year lightning."
Ji Ming Guan Xuanyin was so excited that she almost bit off her tongue: "Damn it, even if a thousand-year lightning strikes jujube wood without making a magic weapon, it can still restrain the skills we practice. No, this kind of thing must not be allowed to exist in the world. "
Seeing that the Xuanyin people were about to destroy the thousand-year-old jujube tree struck by lightning, Taoist Priest Qingwei and Master Xuanku immediately stepped forward to stop them.
"Mr. Xuanyin, if you dare to touch this thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree, don't blame the two of us for killing you."
"Not only can't this thousand-year-old jujube tree be moved by lightning, but you can't move Mr. Chen on top either."
When Chen Nanxuan upstairs saw this scene, he couldn't help but curl his lips slightly. He could even think with his toes that Taoist Priest Qingwei and Master Xuanku must be planning to strike Zaomu with thousand-year thunder. However, it was not a hard grab, but a trade.
The person in Xuanyin was furious: "Bald man, old man Qingwei, you two are sincerely opposing me. You really think that I am afraid of you. If we join together, I will be honest."
Taoist Priest Qingwei and Master Xuanku pressed forward together.
"If you're not convinced, then let's try a few tricks!"
Seeing that the three peerless experts were about to fight, the rest of the people at the scene retreated in fear.
"You three, the auction will continue. It's better for you not to start a fight. There is one final magic weapon that is not on the stage. Everyone is waiting to witness the magic weapon auction."
Bai Xiaosheng reluctantly looked away from the thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree. He was about to cry. He was still thinking about how to keep the thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube tree today?
"Hmph! Two old guys, wait until I finish shooting the final magic weapon, and then I will settle the accounts with you two guys."
Xuanyinren returned to her seat angrily.
"The two of us will stay with you until the end. Are we afraid of you?"
Taoist Priest Qingwei and Master Xuanku also sat back.
"The next thing I want to take a picture of is the final treasure of this year. It is a second-level magic weapon called the crested lyre. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has revived. More and more hidden masters have come out to practice. But the magic weapon spread in the world Very rarely, with the blessing of a magic weapon, the combat effectiveness will be increased, and the chance of winning against the enemy will be greater. Although it is only a second-level magic weapon, it is also rare. The starting price is 100 million, and there is no upper limit."
Bai Xiaosheng waved his hand, bringing up a strong wind. The golden cloth covering the magic weapon on the booth was lifted, revealing a guqin, with shining light all over and decorated with carved crests.
It is antique, with seven strings contending. Although no one is playing it at the moment, the sound it makes after the strings are touched by the wind is so clear and touching.
"The starting price is 100 million, which is not much for a level 2 magic weapon. My wealthy family bids 150 million!"
"The wealthy Lu family offered 200 million!"
"The wealthy Liang family offered 250 million!"
Ninety-nine percent of the practitioners at the scene came for the grand finale, so they were generous with their bids.
"I thought it was such a high-end magic weapon, but it's just a level 2 magic weapon, which is a bit disappointing!"
Chen Nanxuan looked down upon the phoenix-headed lyre. The second-level magic weapon on the exhibition stand was far less useful than the thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube wood.
