About half of the incense sticks were burned.
The stage in the hollow position became quiet, and the middle-aged woman who had just received Fan Yi walked onto the stage.
The middle-aged woman said seriously:
"Everyone, please be quiet. The auction will begin soon. If you have chosen an item and are interested in bidding, please send a message to the maid outside the box door."
"Everyone must be aware of the rules of Xiulou. After bidding on the items, if you give out unreal gold or silver, you will suffer a lot."
"Without further ado, let's take a look at the first item."
The words fell.
Two monks in green shirts walked onto the stage carrying a long wooden box.
The middle-aged woman asked the two men to open the lid of the wooden box and said:
"This first item is a five-star flag array. I believe you all have heard of the wonderful uses of the flag array."
"If you encounter a hybrid beast from eighty or ninety years old, you only need to use the five-star flag formation to trap it."
"The starting price is five hundred spirit stones."
After finishing speaking, the middle-aged woman stood quietly in the center of the stage, just waiting for someone to bid.
Sure enough, the maid shouted:
"My master offers six hundred spiritual stones!"
Only three breaths of time.
Someone raised the price again:
"My master offers seven hundred spiritual stones!"
The sound of rising and falling echoed in the show building.
Liu Qingqing saw that Fan Yi didn't even look at the transparent stone, presumably because he was not interested in the five-star flag array.
She picked up the wine glass and asked:
"Master Fan, won't you bid?"
Fan Yi shook his head and replied:
"It won't do much, just wait."
Sudden.
A maid's voice sounded:
"My master offers one thousand, two hundred spiritual stones!"
Hearing this, the entire Xiu Tower became noisy.
"Who is so stupid? Although this five-star flag array is a good thing, it is not worth twelve hundred spiritual stones."
"What a prodigal. A thousand five-star flags are enough to hold up a five-star flag. It seems that he burned it because he had too much money."
The middle-aged woman smiled happily when she saw that no one was bidding again.
She said loudly:
"Congratulations to the guest officer for taking the picture of the five-star flag array!"
Then he whispered:
"Send the flag formation to the door of the box and use this storage belt to collect the spirit stones."
After she finished speaking, she took off a storage waistband from her waist and handed it to one of the men in blue shirts.
Liu Qingqing sneered and shouted softly:
"It must be someone from Huazong who made the bid."
Fan Yi asked:
"What? You can see that?"
Liu Qingqing put down the wine cup and said:
"The Hua Zong's most powerful method is the use of the flag array. From the elders of the sect to the junior disciples, it is common practice for everyone to have a flag array, which means they like to be taken advantage of."
Fan Yi nodded slightly and smiled:
"Others also rely on their own skills to obtain treasures, so it doesn't matter."
The middle-aged woman spoke up again.
"The second item is not simple. It is a painting of catching monsters."
"It is rumored that it was created by a painter from the Seventh Realm. It is more than enough to capture the little demons from the Sixth Realm."
"The starting price is one thousand stones."
As soon as the words left his mouth.
Fan Yi almost spit out the food he was chewing in his mouth.
He really didn't expect that there would be an auction of monster-catching paintings here.
Although this painting is not one-fifth of the size of my own, it is still considered scarce.
It's just that the starting price is a thousand spirit stones, but I never imagined it.
Based on this, it seems that the monster-catching painting in my hand was made by a painter from the Tenth Realm, and it would not have cost tens of thousands of spirit stones as a base. Get a huge bargain for free.
In an instant, someone has already made a bid.
"One thousand and five spiritual stones!"
"Two thousand spiritual stones"
"…!"
Liu Qingqing was also moved, so she also bid 2,500 pieces.
The helplessness was overshadowed by a higher price in just a moment.
Fan Yi smiled and asked:
"Deacon Liu also wants a painting of catching monsters?"
Liu Qingqing's eyes widened and she asked:
"Is there anyone in the world who doesn't like this kind of thing? Do you know that Qingyun State is so big, but the painters are as rare as a phoenix, and they are the nemesis of the demon clan."
"If you can buy a monster-catching painting and study it carefully, you might as well become a painter."
"At that time, the six sects will treat you like guests, and your status will be extremely noble."
Fan Yi didn't expect that a painter would be treated like this, so he strengthened his confidence.
This painting of catching monsters was eventually bought for 5,000 spirit stones.
After the middle-aged woman announced the result, no one booed.
I think it's still worth the price.
It’s just that many people don’t have enough financial resources and only covet the land.
The middle-aged woman auctioned the next item as usual.
"This is a sword technique, which should be regarded as a third-grade martial art. The starting price is 500 spirit stones."
Fan Yi had heard from Elder Qi that martial arts were divided into five levels.
Martial arts are defined by the cultivation level of the founder. Of course, martial arts themselves are also divided into strengths and weaknesses.
The first level is the strongest, followed by the second level, then the third level, the fourth level and the fifth level.
Fan Yi's Colorful Wings is considered a third-level martial skill, and it is already comparable to the Lord's own spiritual power.
Therefore, third-grade martial arts are already very rare.
Five hundred spiritual stones is reasonable.
Fan Yi majored in boxing, but also wanted to get a good swordsmanship, so he walked to the wooden window door.
Fan Yi said:
"I'll bid you six hundred spiritual stones, thank you!"
The maid outside the door replied:
"Master, I will bid you the price."
Then the maid said loudly:
"My master offers six hundred spiritual stones."
When the middle-aged woman heard this, she shouted:
"Six hundred spiritual stones, can you increase the price?"
The words just fell.
Someone raised the price and shouted:
"My master offers eight hundred spiritual stones!"
Fan Yi knew very well that a thousand spirit stones for a third-grade swordsmanship should be the most reasonable, so he was not in a hurry to increase the price.
He stood waiting inside the door. If someone quoted more than this amount, he would have to give up.
After all, no matter how much you want it, it depends on whether you have the strength to win it.
The maid outside the door didn't say much, still waiting quietly.
moment.
"Nine hundred spiritual stones!"
"A thousand spiritual stones!"
Sure enough, someone still bid a thousand pieces.
Fan Yi had no choice but to shake his head helplessly and went back to sit across from Liu Qingqing.
"One thousand, two hundred spiritual stones!"
There was another sound.
Liu Qingqing covered her mouth and smiled, saying:
"Since Young Master Fan wants this martial skill, I can lend you some spiritual stones."
Fan Yi shook his head and replied:
"You have to pay it back if you borrow it. Without this martial arts, you can still practice swordsmanship."
Seeing that Fan Yi didn't appreciate it, Liu Qingqing just smiled.
The people who want to bid this time should be the disciples of the Sword Sect, and they are the only ones who are obsessed with swordsmanship.
I originally thought that after 1,200 pieces, no one would bid again.
Unexpectedly, someone suddenly raised the price and shouted:
"My master bids one thousand five hundred yuan!"
Everyone was in an uproar.
At this time.
A man's voice came from a private room on the second floor.
He wrapped it with spiritual power and said:
"Your Excellency, I am an inner disciple of the Sword Sect, and I offer one thousand, six hundred spiritual stones."
"Please excuse me for your convenience and come over in person later to offer me a glass of wine."
As soon as the words came out, the show building became quiet.
The inner disciples of the Sword Sect have all spoken out, and it would be inappropriate not to give them face.
Unexpectedly, another male voice said:
"What sword sect and sword sect, I've never heard of it."
"I offer two thousand spiritual stones. If you want to increase the price, that's it!"
Hear the words.
Many people were stunned.
Xiulou became quiet again.
The man who claimed to be Jian Zong shouted coldly:
"Your Majesty doesn't take my Sword Sect seriously, it's just too much!"
The person who had just been talking to the Jianzong disciple burst into laughter.
After he laughed he said:
"I am the sixth prince of the Mahayana Kingdom. What can a small sword sect do to me?"
For a moment, it was as quiet as death!
The sixth prince of the Mahayana Kingdom belongs to the imperial family of Baibaizhou!
