The price has been soaring, but in a few breaths it has exceeded two million!
Two million and one million!
Two million and two million!
A moment later it broke three million again!
Such unhesitating scrambling to bid is simply unheard of and unheard of.
Shopkeeper Long on the stage looked at the situation where almost everyone was participating, and his face suddenly burst into laughter.
Liangchen couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face as he looked at the incited crowd.
Mrs. Yaotai, who was in the private room, looked at the almost crazy monk outside and felt a little troubled.
"It seems that if you want to take it away smoothly, it may take some trouble." She frowned, thinking in her heart.
While a few people were thinking, the sound of people in the hall was like boiling porridge and boiling tea, rattling incessantly.
Looking at the price on the market, it has already exceeded four million!
At this price, many opportunistic people who want to fish in troubled waters have already withdrawn from the competition, and the remaining ones are naturally some capable people, but even so, there are still a small number of monks who are still bidding.
Although the price is not as scary as the initial increase, it is still rising steadily!
five million!
Six million!
Seven million!
Eight million!
In just one cup of tea, the price on the market directly broke the record set by the previous treasure!
At this time, there were still about ten people who were eager to move and were very excited. Some kept waving their golden Cambodians and cheering, or they lowered their heads and carved the value in their hearts on the golden Cambodians.
As a result, the price is still rising, although the speed is much slower, but as long as someone quotes a price, either in the east corner, in front of the west table, or in the middle of the private room, there will always be a voice competing with it.
When the price exceeded nine million, everyone finally took a little longer to consider it.
After all, with such a terrifying price of nearly 10 million, it would be very difficult for some wealthy monks to come up with it!
Even if Liangchen had such a great opportunity, he accepted the storage ring of a family elder and robbed the king of the desert underground. If the value of the magic weapon was not considered and only the demon elixir was considered, his net worth would only be over 10 million marbles.
So Liangchen was speechless when he heard such a terrifying price. Of course, this is also related to the high value of marble here.
Nine million and one million!
Nine million two hundred thousand!
"..."
Voices kept ringing, and even at this price, there were still seven or eight people fighting for it.
"I, Fei Xuzi, bid 10 million!" shouted an old man with a goatee, who was none other than the late-stage great monk on the field!
"I hope you guys can give me some mercy!" After he finished speaking, he stood up and turned around half a circle toward the court, before saying.
"Fishuzi! It's actually Feixuzi!"
"Although he has only entered the late Nascent Soul stage, he is indeed a great late stage monk worthy of his name!" A monk exclaimed when he heard his name!
"It's supposed to be a fair competition, but it's a little unreasonable to report one's family status like this!" someone murmured.
"Yeah! I didn't expect that he actually signed up for his number. He must have seen that the other people on the field also looked determined to win, so he felt a little guilty." One person said.
"This... is no fun!"
There was a lot of discussion in the field. Many monks who had no chance to bid wanted to see what kind of sky-high price this bidding war would fetch, but they were about to be interrupted, so they felt quite resentful.
As if he heard everyone's discussion, Fei Xuzi's eyes slowly swept across the field, and a powerful late stage aura filled the air, and the discussion suddenly became much quieter.
Seeing this scene, Shopkeeper Long finally spoke:
"Senior Feishuzi, this place is also the auction of my Linglong House. Can you give me some face?"
If he were just a new cultivator in the late stage, he would not be so polite. The main reason is that Feixuzi also has an older brother who is also a late stage monk, and he is still at the peak level. It is said that he has been practicing hard on a small island somewhere in the sea, preparing to attack the gods. environment, so he spoke much more politely.
"What? Is Shopkeeper Long dissatisfied with the price? If it weren't for Shopkeeper Long's face, I wouldn't have come forward now." Fei Xuzi asked, as if he was already giving him face.
"Hehe~~ It's not a question of dissatisfaction. After all, this auction will be for the highest bidder. It doesn't matter how much we can sell. As long as we can sell it smoothly, I will be very satisfied!" Shopkeeper Long suddenly felt embarrassed when he heard this. A smile.
Thinking about it, this price is quite good. After all, it was previously estimated to be around tens of millions at most. If I hadn’t exaggerated the rumors, I would never have achieved this price so quickly!
"Well, with your words, I feel relieved. In the auction, the higher the price, the higher the price! So... is there anyone else bidding?" Feishuzi turned around and looked around again.
I have said it so clearly that if I raise the price again, I will not give him face, and this will cause trouble.
Offending two late-stage great monks at once is something that not everyone can bear!
"Since the senior has spoken, then my nephew withdraws." A middle-aged monk stood up and said with respectful hands, it was one of the people who had called before.
"Who are you?" Fei Xuzi asked with a hint of doubt when he heard him call himself that.
"Young Master of Xiajiashan Mountain, my father is the Thousand-Armed Buddha." The middle-aged monk replied.
"ah!"
"It turns out he is the son of Thousand-Armed Buddha!"
"That Buddha entered the late Nascent Soul stage a hundred years ago. He was also a ruthless person, and now he has become the overlord." Everyone on the field exclaimed again.
"It turns out he is the son of Thousand-Armed Buddha. How is his health now?" Feishuzi asked with a smile.
"Thanks to uncle, everything is fine." Master Gashan said.
"Go back and say hello to him for me. I will go to Wuliang Mountain to visit him when I have time." Feishuzi nodded.
As the two people spoke, no one in the audience spoke.
The originally lively auction drama seemed to have been poured with ice water, and no one came on stage to bid.
"What a pity! But the price is not bad." Shopkeeper Long looked at the situation on the field and secretly said it was a pity.
Now that Feishuzi has said this, I am afraid that the monks present will definitely give him this face. Otherwise, even if the treasure is photographed, whether he can get out of the city safely is still a problem.
Seeing that things had come to this, the auction process had to go on forever, he coughed twice to clear his throat:
"Senior Feishuzi offered 10 million, is there anything higher?"
"If not, then please ask Fei Xuzi..."
"One thousand and one million!"
Before the words "Go on stage to receive the treasure" were spoken, a voice came from the private room,
It was as if a slap fell from the sky and slapped Feishuzi on the face. He stood on the field with his face turning green and red! I want to chat about "Jumen Scroll" with more like-minded people, ;", chat about life and find close friends~
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