"Sixty billion once!"
No one can say whether it is worth it or not. If the Tianci people can obey the buyer calmly and do not create any complications, then it is definitely worth buying them, but if they are disobedient or have resentment...
This makes me have to mention the word "God-given". This word has proved that they are uniquely blessed. They are close to nature when they are alive, and merge with nature after death. Their blessings are profound, but few people know that everyone who is resented by them will The closer they are, the more unfavorable their luck will be, and they may even die unexpectedly. Otherwise, why would the original Laohuang emperor sell them or exile them in an attempt to keep them far away?
This time, if someone buys them, who knows if they will transfer their resentment to the buyer.
The Great Celestial Dynasty may be able to use national luck and destiny to eliminate the backlash of luck caused by them, but there will eventually be losses.
"Sixty billion twice!"
Wu Feiyu also fell into deep thought. She vaguely remembered Zhan Changfeng saying that there were about 40,000 Tianci tribesmen who were kidnapped, but there were as many as 50,000 here. Many of them seemed to be newborns. Could Nirvana be good? Providing them with good food and drink, and not enslaving them to embarrass them?
Then why were they sent to the auction house after four to five hundred years?
strangeness.
"The way of witchcraft, why do you think about it but don't do it? Was the scripture you just read in vain?"
Wu Feiyu was surprised and turned to look at Zhan Changfeng. She was not looking at him, just like she was just now, looking at the hall in a daze.
"The auction requires a lot of spiritual stones, and I can't make the decision." The high priest said honestly.
"Stupid, it's just some messy energy. Take pictures if you want. There is a way to make money. Let her send it to you when it's over."
Wu Feiyu smiled and said, "I thought you would just take out a Xumi bag and give it to me."
But when the Immortal Emperor spoke, she no longer hesitated and started bidding, "Sixty-six billion!"
The auctioneer swallowed the word "deal" he was about to say, and shouted in a louder voice, "The bid for Room No. 3 is 66 billion!"
Venerable Nan Xiao, who thought he could make the final decision, frowned and cut through the obstacles halfway. No matter how good-tempered he was, he was a little unhappy.
He brushed away his thoughts and said, "Seventy billion."
"Eighty billion!"
That’s a total of 10 billion!
Venerable Nan Xiao held the teacup in his hand and touched the lid lightly on the rim of the cup, making a crisp sound. Eighty billion was a bit more than expected. I didn't expect that the bidding for the second sword auction item would reach such a high level.
"Eighty-three billion!"
"The No. 1 elegant room bids 83 billion! Eighty-three billion once!"
Wu Feiyu didn't add much this time, "Eighty-five billion!"
"Eighty-five billion times, is there anyone else bidding?" The auctioneer looked towards Room No. 1, "Is there anyone else bidding?"
Venerable Nan Xiao's breath was a little heavy. He was interested in the Tianci Clan because some star realms in the sky showed signs of declining vitality. He thought that by offering sacrifices to the Tianci Clan, they might be able to rejuvenate their vitality.
But if he wants more than 80 billion, he might as well buy a few more large spiritual veins and plant them.
He wanted to give up, but felt unwilling to do so, so he followed his heart and quoted again, "Ninety billion!"
This price is really a bit high. The monks in the hall sighed with envy just after hearing the number.
"One hundred billion."
Wu Feiyu's cool voice was full of determination to win, which made Venerable Nan Xiao frown.
"One hundred billion times!"
"Twice a hundred billion!"
Venerable Nan Xiao moved his fingers...
"One hundred billion three times! Deal!"
That’s all. He took a sip of tea indifferently. One hundred billion is not worth it.
Wu Feiyu didn't feel much joy and rested his jaw lazily, wondering if he could find traces of the Nirvana Society from the Tianci clan.
Nirvana appears quite frequently recently.
"By the way, how did you know that I wanted to buy the Tianci clan?" Wu Feiyu deflected his gaze and poked Zhan Changfeng's arm twice. His eyes narrowed slightly. People in Doug's state were surprisingly easy to bully. No matter how you touch it, it will not express displeasure.
Just when the claw was about to reach Zhan Changfeng's face, Zhan Changfeng said indifferently, "What's so strange about this? Didn't you say it yourself?"
"Where did I say, Emperor Taiyan, you actually learned to be perfunctory."
"You just said that I'm surprisingly easy to bully. Now you think I'm being perfunctory."
"..." Wu Feiyu's hand froze, and his silver-blue eyes were full of disbelief, "Can you hear what's in my heart?!"
Zhan Changfeng tilted his head, "What's on your mind?"
"How could you eavesdrop!" Wu Feiyu was really annoyed, "When did you hear it? Did you hear it before I asked you to read the story?"
"Always, I can hear all the sounds."
"Aren't you just kidding me? You know that I asked you to read the storybook just to hold you back, but you still keep teasing me for being stupid." She didn't know where to start her accusation. Why did such a person exist?
"I didn't see your joke." Zhan Changfeng said seriously, "You are really stupid."
"roll!"
For the first time, Wu Feiyu felt shameless and wanted to release all her babies and bite her to death.
Zhan Changfeng dissuaded, "You can't beat me."
"...Why are you still listening?!"
"It's you who's talking."
"Control yourself and block me!" Wu Feiyu sat astride her in excitement and threatened, "Shield me and don't listen to my voice!"
Zhan Changfeng was a respectful person, so he nodded.
Wu Feiyu was annoyed by her innocence and sat back on the table angrily.
The third auction item was carried in the hall, which was a large cage containing a frail young man in ragged clothes.
Although the clothes were torn, one could tell they were made of expensive materials, and his exposed skin was white and flawless, moist and shiny, while his hair was dark blue, and his emerald eyes showed vigilance and sadness.
The auctioneer introduced, "This is the middle realm of Yangtian Lingzha, a small race - the Faxing tribe. This tribe suffered a war not long ago and suffered heavy casualties. He is the young leader of the Faxing tribe who escaped and was The seller captured him and signed a slave agreement. Now the seller has handed over both the person and the agreement to us for auction, ensuring that you will have no worries.
Besides, this Dharma clan has a special characteristic. Their Dharma talents are usually extremely high, and their roots are pure. They are currently in the realm of magical power, but their bodies are weak and will only improve when they cultivate the Tao body. Do you want to take them back as disciples? You can get married as a monk or make a furnace. Please bid! "
Several monks specializing in Hehuan Dao immediately became energetic, looked at him critically, and began to bid hundreds of thousands or one million.
There were also some people with impure thoughts who also offered the price with a smile.
Occasionally there are those who cherish their talents, but unfortunately they cannot compete with those who are like wolves and tigers.
Wu Feiyu expressed his anger at the auction, "How come the auctions are all live people? The barbaric way is still dead and not dead."
She said, "Ten million!"
"Okay, once a million times!"
"Twice a million times!"
"Congratulations to Room No. 3!"
There was silence in the hall. What kind of animal is this? One and a half million lives turned into ten million. It's crazy!
Consider you rich!
The Faxing tribesman in the cage looked around subconsciously, but he didn't know where Room No. 3 was. He lowered his head in silence, like a dry well.
