As soon as Wanbaocheng finished speaking, there was an uproar in the audience. The starting price of 50,000 spiritual stones was already quite high, but compared to the rarity of this elixir, it did not seem to match it.
After all, a three-hundred-year lifespan means more opportunities and time for monks in the elixir formation stage to continue practicing.
However, for elixirs like this that can extend life, the audience is basically a group of old men in the elixir-forming stage competing, because they need to increase their life span to continue practicing, and this kind of elixir-forming old man who has lived for hundreds of years is basically They are also very rich, and only they have the strength to compete.
I finally bought a life-extending pill for a sky-high price of 70,000 spiritual stones.
After filming the Life Extension Pill, it’s time for the final highlight.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the stage with wide eyes and curiosity, wanting to know what the final treasure was.
Wanbaocheng looked at the people in the audience, and shouted excitedly with a hint of passion in his voice.
"Let's go to the auction now. The last item of this auction is the 'Nine Phoenix Chaoyang Knife'! This knife is the legendary Tianji spiritual weapon. The starting price is 80,000 spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 5,000 yuan. Spiritual stone!"
After saying that, Wanbaocheng uncovered the red cloth on the blade so that everyone could see it clearly.
I saw that this knife was extremely domineering and beautiful. There were nine phoenixes engraved on the handle, with different and lifelike shapes, as if they were really about to fly out. The whole knife exuded a fierce momentum, shining with golden light and dazzling.
Everyone was amazed. The grade of this Nine Phoenix Chaoyang Sword has reached the top of the heaven level, which is absolutely incomparable to the extraordinary ones.
Imagine holding this sword in your hand, it will be like being possessed by nine phoenixes. It is so powerful that it can sweep away all enemies.
But for this finale knife, Lin Bing could only sit helplessly in the corner and quietly watch the bidding of the Nine Phoenix Chaoyang Knife.
There was a hint of envy in Lin Bing's eyes, but more of it was helplessness. For him, this weapon was undoubtedly out of reach.
I could only watch those wealthy and wealthy old men in the Core Formation stage, raising their placards and bidding crazily one by one. The scene was heated and tense. They spent a lot of money for this legendary heaven-level spiritual weapon, and they didn't feel any pain at all.
Lin Bing watched all this silently, with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that he had no ability to participate in this bidding game and could only be a bystander.
Then Lin Bing smiled helplessly, feeling that he seemed so small in this world and his strength was still too weak.
However, this also made Lin Bing determined to increase his strength and earn more spiritual stones. He must come and snatch this magic weapon in the future.
In the end, the bidding for the Jiu Feng Chaoyang Sword reached a climax, and the bidding price exceeded 100,000 spiritual stones.
"One hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones!" an old man shouted loudly, with a proud look on his face.
"One hundred and fifty-five thousand!" The other one followed closely, not to be outdone.
"160,000!" The previous old man increased the price again, his voice full of determination.
The whole place fell silent instantly, and all eyes were focused on the old man. The bid of 160,000 spiritual stones had set a record for this auction.
However, at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded.
"One hundred and sixty-five thousand!"
Everyone looked around and found another monk in the alchemy stage, holding a number plate proudly with a provocative smile on his face, obviously not wanting the previous old man to take the lead.
"Old man, you really don't know how to live or die!" The old man looked at the other party angrily, as if fire was about to burst out of his eyes.
This old man had put a lot of thought into the Jiu Feng Chaoyang Knife. How could he let others take it away so easily? He was so angry that he couldn't help but curse.
"Do you know what this knife represents? It is a heavenly spiritual weapon with the power of the Phoenix. If you get it, you will have invincible power! You dare to increase the price, you are really reckless!"
The scene suddenly became tense, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. The two men were confronting each other on the stage. The atmosphere was extremely tense. People around them backed away for fear of being involved in the fight.
Wanbaocheng frowned when he saw this. He had already expected that there might be trouble in this auction, but he did not expect that it would happen so quickly.
So Wanbaocheng's heart tightened, and he immediately stepped forward, preparing to personally stop the battle. He knew that the battle between the monks in the Danjie stage was not trivial. If it was not stopped in time, the consequences would be disastrous, and it would definitely affect the business of his auction house. Business.
After going down, Wanbaocheng handed over his hands and apologized to the two old men, but still said with a bit of majesty in his tone.
"Two fellow Taoists, this is an auction, not a place to resolve personal grievances. Please both of you take a step back and consider peace as the most important thing!"
It turns out that Wanbao City has long seen that these two pill-forming monks may have had hatred before and recognized each other, so they were so tit-for-tat and refused to give in to each other.
However, these two old men were in a state of rage and could not listen to Wanbao City's words. They continued to glare angrily, as if they might take action at any time.
Seeing this situation, Wanbaocheng had no choice but to use his trump card. He knew that although these monks in the Dan Formation stage were arrogant, they were also afraid of the strong.
Then Wanbao City fell silent.
"Two Taoist friends, you should know who my eldest brother is. My eldest brother is Wan Tongtian, the lord of Wansha City, and a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage. I advise you not to make enemies of my eldest brother, so as not to ask for trouble. "
As soon as Wanbaocheng said this, the whole place fell silent.
The two pill-forming monks looked at each other, a trace of fear flashing across their faces.
Of course they knew the reputation of Wan Tongtian, the lord of Wansha City, who was a powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage, a being they could never afford to offend.
If a fight breaks out here and the Nascent Soul strongman Wan Tongtian is angered, it will be very troublesome, and it can even be said to be courting death.
Because here, the entire Wansha City belongs to Wan Tongtian, and no one dares to cause trouble on his territory unless they don't want to live anymore.
In fact, this is the reason why Wanbao City can establish a foothold in Wansha City and become the largest auction house with a Danjie monk. It is because of the majesty of his eldest brother. Otherwise, if he only relies on his strength, he will not be able to support it at all. Not until today.
Hearing that Wanbao City had carried out his eldest brother, one of the old men took back the number plate angrily. It was obvious that he had no interest in continuing the bidding. His face was livid, he glared at the other old man angrily, and cursed loudly.
"I will give you this knife for now, but just wait for me. I will wait for you outside Wansha City. As long as you dare to come out, I will definitely lead someone to kill you. Sooner or later, this knife will still be mine!"
After the old man finished cursing, he turned around and walked away.
The other old man had a happy face. He didn't take the old man's threat seriously at all.
At this moment, he was excitedly holding the number plate and looking at the Jiu Feng Chaoyang Knife, his eyes flashing with greed. The old man laughed proudly, as if he had seen the majesty of holding this artifact.
