After filming for an hour, Huangfu Qingmei bought a dagger, Ximen Xiaoyu bought a bracelet with space storage function, and Ximen Lone Star and Li Xiuyuan bought nothing.
Ximen Guxing looked at Li Xiuyuan and sighed and said, "It feels like the two of us came here to watch a show, watching a bunch of monkeys fight and grab treasures, competing to see who has more money."
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and smiled: "You can take action. Anyway, your family is not short of money."
Unexpectedly, Ximen Xiaoyu next to him chuckled, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "My brother is rich, but the person in charge of the money is my sister-in-law."
When Ximen Lone Star heard this, he couldn't help but glare at her.
While he was talking, the maid on the auction table downstairs came up carrying a black tower. I saw the iron tower glowing with a faint luster, and it must not be an ordinary thing.
"The Dark Iron Soul Suppressing Tower, a must-have treasure for monks with injured souls! The base price is 80,000, and the bidding begins!" The fortune teller shouted softly on the stage.
As soon as the black iron soul-suppressing tower was taken out, the atmosphere in Izumo Pavilion instantly became heated, surpassing all previous auction items. It can be seen that many monks are tempted by it.
"I'll give you 100,000 yuan, and I want this Black Iron Soul Suppressing Tower!" A monk suddenly added 20,000 yuan.
"What are you talking about? I'll pay you 130,000 yuan. I want it too!" A monk shouted.
"I'll give you 150,000 yuan, so don't argue with me."
"I'll pay 180,000 yuan!" Li Xiuyuan also shouted out of nowhere.
Ximen Lone Star was stunned for a moment, looking at him in a daze, thinking, do you have so many spiritual stones?
Especially when the monks downstairs heard the quotation of 180,000 yuan shouted out from upstairs, they finally found an outlet to be discouraged, and howls started shouting in the hall.
The monks in the hall were fighting for the treasure in front of them. If fighting was not prohibited in Izumo Pavilion, these monks would have started fighting.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand." In the lounge in Wenchang City, someone finally called out the price.
"Why is this so? We'll pay 280,000 yuan!" A sinister laugh came from the lounge in Wangtian City. If you listen carefully, the words are extremely threatening.
"Three hundred thousand, I also want to see this treasure." At this time, Li Xiuyuan seemed to be possessed, staring at the black iron soul-suppressing tower on the auction stage and shouted in a daze!
"Crazy, crazy! The bidder is from the Marshal's Mansion." A monk was whispering softly below.
Ximen Lone Star was startled, reached out and patted Li Xiuyuan on the shoulder, and asked: "Brother, you don't really want it, do you?"
Huangfu Qingmei nearby could not help but frown and looked at Li Xiuyuan quietly.
Li Xiuyuan looked back at him and replied blankly: "Who knows?"
"Do you want to compete with me for money? I'll pay you 310,000!" In the balcony of Wangtian City, the gloomy quotation sounded again.
At this time, the seats in Wenchang City had stopped and no longer participated in the bidding between the two.
Li Xiuyuan looked at Huangfu Qingmei, smiled strangely, and said lightly: "I don't have much money, so I will give you three hundred and eleven thousand, and I will give it to you if it's more."
The old man in Wangtian City was stunned for a moment, and after a while he roared: "Why are you taking pictures if you don't have money? I'll give you 330,000 yuan. If you have the guts, you can follow me!"
At this time, even Huangfu Qingmei tightened her clothes. Even she didn't go out with so many spiritual stones? If Li Xiuyuan insisted on taking the photo, she would have no choice but to shamelessly make an IOU with Izumo Pavilion.
Just when everyone thought Li Xiuyuan was going to increase the price, he unexpectedly said: "Oh, you are just bullying me for being poor. I don't have enough money to shoot, so I'll give it to you."
The old man in Wangtian City exclaimed as if he had eaten a fly, as if he was about to rush over to deal with Li Xiuyuan, but for some reason, after a while, the sound gradually became silent.
After a round of auctions, there were climaxes one after another. Finally, the Black Iron Soul Calming Tower was bought by Wangtian City for 330,000 spirit stones, which shocked the crowd below.
Until then, Huangfu Qingmei also breathed a sigh of relief, stared at Li Xiuyuan and asked: "Is it fun?"
Li Xiuyuan was in trouble. Of course he wanted this thing, but he didn't have enough spirit stones. He didn't want to trouble Huangfu Qingmei to get this treasure for him.
Besides, he just had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he didn't know why he wanted this treasure.
It is said that the God of Destiny likes to play with Li Xiuyuan. He could have restored his memory through the black iron soul-suppressing tower in front of him, but he missed the opportunity because he was unwilling to talk to Huangfu Qingmei.
Many years later, he still couldn't forget the day he lost this treasure in person.
Ximen Lone Star was also scared to death by Li Xiuyuan. Even if he didn't have so many spiritual stones, if Li Xiuyuan really took the picture, he would have no choice but to find a solution with Huangfu Qingmei.
Looking at the weird looks of the two people, Li Xiuwu said softly: "I want it too, but who made me poor? The spiritual stones on my body are not as much as others."
After saying this, Li Xiuyuan turned his head and stared at the wooden box brought up from the hall and was stunned.
Is this... something like this also put up for auction? Crazy, crazy! He must win it!
The fortune teller looked at the wooden box brought by the maid and yawned, as if he was tired.
He introduced it calmly: "This box of stones looks like spiritual stones, but it doesn't have any spiritual energy. It was obtained by one of our elders in a secret place somewhere."
Looking at the unresponsive crowd, the fortune teller continued: "But it comes from the secret realm after all. We will auction it off today as the last missing piece. The base price is one thousand, you can do whatever you want!"
"This is the treasure I want!" Li Xiuyuan's eyes became bright and he said secretly in his heart.
Thinking in his heart, he couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the stone in the wooden box. I saw that this box of stones looked similar to spiritual stones, but there was no trace of spiritual energy emerging from it, and there was nothing surprising about it.
Like Li Xiuyuan, the monks below were also looking at the box of stones with wide eyes.
"What is this!" Someone looked at the fortune teller suspiciously.
"Didn't I say it? This is a stone from the secret realm." The fortune teller glanced at the man: "Of course, you can also think of it as a spiritual stone."
Hearing this, everyone's mouths couldn't help but twitch. Are you selling the spiritual stones?
The divine fortune teller said it so casually that the monks below him curled their lips.
"Putting it in a broken wooden box so casually must not be a treasure!"
"It doesn't look good, it looks really ugly, and it's not the mineral material used to make swords."
"I wouldn't buy it if I had the money."
"Isn't there anyone here who wants it? Then I'll put it away." He glanced down and saw that no one was bidding, so the fortune teller planned to announce the end of the auction.
"Wait a minute, I bought the stone." At this moment, a voice came from the lounge on the second floor, "I will pay you 1,500 spirit stones, buy them back and study them."
A sudden sentence made all the monks in the room look up.
The one who spoke was naturally Li Xiuyuan. It was rare to meet the treasure he was thinking about day and night, and he would not let it go no matter what. However, he did not dare to increase the price at will, for fear of arousing the curiosity of a group of monks.
"Are you sick? Do you want to buy a box of broken stones?" Ximen Lone Star on the side couldn't help but cursed.
"I bought it for fun. I can afford this, so it's not a waste of time!"
"Holy shit, I just bought it for fun!"
The conversation between the two was so loud that even a group of monks sitting in the hall heard it. It made the whole room burst into laughter. The old guys were all amused by Li Xiuyuan and Ximen Lone Star.
"If no one raises the price, then this box of stones will belong to this little friend!" the fortune teller said calmly.
"Wait a minute!" Before the Divine Operator finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice: "Three thousand spiritual stones, I want this box of stones from Wangtian City."
"I'll go! Is this revenge?"
The whole audience booed, and they all looked towards the source of the sound. The person bidding was the seats in Wangtian City on the second floor. This was to avenge Li Xiuyuan for raising the price of the iron tower with them before.
Li Xiuyuan blinked and shouted loudly: "Don't you have money to bully me? I'll pay three thousand and fifty."
Hearing this, the monk below couldn't help laughing. This is because the generals who are not afraid of Wangtian City are going to follow him.
"Who is this guy!"
"I like this guy, he has backbone!"
"Dare to steal something from Wangtian City, and what you grabbed was a box of inconspicuous rocks."
"They've lost their minds, you two fools."
A roar came from the private seats in Wangtian City: "Boy, do you know who you are robbing something from?"
"Elder, are you trying to scare me? I'm timid." Li Xiuyuan glanced at the private room next door.
"I like you, and I will play with you." The elder of Wangtian City said, "No one has dared to steal anything from me in Wangtian City for a long time. In this case, I will offer five thousand spiritual stones."
"In that case, it's been a long time since I dared to steal anything from the Marshal's Mansion. I'll pay you 5,001 spiritual stones!"
Before Li Xiuyuan could speak, Huangfu Qingmei, who was sitting beside him, said coldly.
Logically speaking, she didn't want to get involved in Li Xiuyuan's affairs, but the elder of Wangtian City actually used his power to overpower others. She wanted to see who would dare to compete with her after she spoke.
With a bang, the hall downstairs exploded.
From the voice, many monks recognized that it was the voice of Huangfu Qingmei, the most powerful witch in Fucheng. Regardless of whether it was reasonable or not, who could compare to her in Fucheng or the wilderness?
Even the commander-in-chief Huangfu Jingyun couldn't do anything to his daughter, let alone an elder from Wangtian City.
The fortune teller on the auction stage laughed. With Huangfu Qingmei's intervention, no one would dare to snatch this box of stones.
"A group of monks in the hall secretly talked about it. The princess was angry, so they added a spiritual stone. This morning, I warned the elder of Wangtian City. Let's see if he knows what's going on."
"Hush! This is an old ghost meeting a female devil. It's going to be a good show."
Even Li Xiuyuan also looked at Huangfu Qingmei and smiled, with a smile as warm as spring on his face. This was the Huangfu Qingmei he knew, and he was worthy of giving him the only medicinal wine he had to drink.
"Very good, I hope Kaicheng will withdraw from the bidding and ask the princess to calm down." The elders of Wangtian City originally wanted to disgust Li Xiuyuan, but seeing that the princess was angry, how could they dare to continue bidding?
Isn't this a case of having enough to eat and nothing to do, and seeking death?
If you want to ask which family of wild witches is stronger, it must be Huangfu Qingmei from the Marshal's Mansion.
Huangfu Qingmei ignored him, but replied coldly, "Elder of Wangtian City, are you still enjoying yourself playing like this?"
"I'm rude, please don't take offense at Your Highness the Princess." Wangtian City's Great Wall replied: "As an apology, we will give out these spiritual stones on behalf of the Princess. How about that?"
"It's a joke, are you saying that my commander-in-chief's mansion can't afford these spiritual stones? Fortune teller, please ask someone to bring up the auction items!"
In one sentence, Huangfu Qingmei gave the auction its final word and completed the auction of the last item today.
"This auction ends here. We will issue a notice for the next auction two months in advance. Please support our Izumo Pavilion auction."
The fortune teller standing on the high platform announced the end of the auction and asked someone to deliver the wooden box to Huangfu Qingmei.
"I'm really impressed by you. I came to the auction just to buy a box of useless stones. You might as well give me a jar of fine wine!" Ximen Lone Star spread his hands.
"Thank you princess for taking the initiative." Li Xiuyuan looked at Huangfu Qingmei and smiled gratefully.
He had already made preparations. Even if he lost all his money, he still had to buy this box of fairy stones. This must be a miracle that fell from the sky. He never expected to see this treasure at the Fucheng auction.
He finally understood what the old man Song Wuxin said. This spiritual stone does not belong to this world. If he is not a monk of the fairy clan, he cannot sense the fairy spirit in it.
Could it be that he is a member of the fairy clan?
