Chapter 57
At the same time as the words fell, in the fifth wing, a young figure slowly walked to the front of the window.

"Huh? Isn't this Xiang Tianhua, the holy son of Chuyun Holy Land?"

"He actually came too!"

In the auction house, many people were surprised when they recognized the young man.

This is one of the top wizards of the young generation in Donghuang, the holy son of Chuyun Holy Land.

It is an existence that can be compared with the Immortal Body Lei Qianjue and the Heavenly Saint Body!

"It's tricky! Even Shengzi Chuyun participated in it. I'm afraid there is something mysterious about this ancient sword!" Someone couldn't help but speak.

"Why is it this guy?" At the same time, in the third wing, Wang Ruyuan couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Liu Mubai was puzzled, "What happened to him?"

Wang Ruyuan said, "You don't know, this guy likes to collect some strange things, and he has reached the point of being extremely crazy, but whatever he wants, there is no guy who can't get it, and now he is also participating in the auction. The ancient sword..."

"I don't care about him, you will look at me later, even if the price is increased." Mo Xinchen said.

"Do you really want to fight to the end?" Wang Ruyuan frowned even more.

The other party is a holy son, the top genius in the Eastern Wilderness. In terms of financial resources, how can ordinary people compete with him?
"I'll pay 16 million!"

And at this moment, in the hall on the first floor, another old man joined in.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, only Shengzi Chuyun smiled and said, "20!"

"what?!"

"20 million!"

"It's too extravagant, from 16 to 20!"

"This is simply throwing Xuanshi as if it were an ordinary stone!"

In the auction house, many people couldn't help being uproarious, and they had to admire the courage of Shengzi Chuyun.

I am afraid that only a person like him can pay such a high price for a sword that has not yet been used.

"25 million!"

However, while everyone was discussing, Wang Ruyuan's voice came out again in the third wing.

"Wow!"

"Did I hear it wrong?"

"25 million!"

"Added [-] in one go!"

"Who are these people, for a Taoist artifact..."

There was an uproar in the audience, and the pot exploded completely. Everyone's faces showed incomparable astonishment.

And after hearing the price, Shengzi Chuyun, who had a smile on his face, finally restrained his smile, glanced at the location of the third wing, and said, "30! "

"Is this on the bar?"

"My God, 30!"

"As expected of the Holy Son of Chuyun, as long as it is something he likes, there is almost nothing he can't get!"

"This kind of courage is not something that ordinary people can show."

"It depends on whether the people in the third wing will continue to increase the price."

"Shouldn't it be added? It's already 30, which is far beyond the value of this ancient sword. Who will..."

"Five...50!"

While everyone was discussing, in the third wing, Wang Ruyuan's voice came out again.

Even he himself, after hearing the price Mo Xinchen said, couldn't help being taken aback.

Is this a little too big?

50 profound stones...

Regardless of other things, this amount is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Where did Mo Xinchen get so many profound stones?
"Ok?"

As soon as the price came out, the audience immediately became ebullient. Shengzi Chuyun frowned even more. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the third wing. After a long silence, he said, "My friend is really brave."

After saying that, he turned around and sat back in his seat, no longer intending to continue bidding.

"Even Shengzi Chuyun has conceded defeat, who is the person in the third wing?"

"It sounds like he is quite young. In terms of financial resources, in the Eastern Wasteland, among the younger generation, apart from those who are at the level of the Holy Son, who else can compete with the Holy Son of Chuyun?"

"Listening to the voice, this person is obviously not the holy son of the Zhou family, nor is he asking the holy son Lei Qianjue, who is he?"

In the auction house, everyone couldn't help being puzzled, and they wanted to know the origin of the person sitting in the third wing.

"It would be a little unwise to increase the price just out of anger, not to mention losing money, and offending the Son of Chuyun." Some people shook their heads, no matter who the person in the third wing was, in their opinion, the other party He shouldn't be competing with the Son of Chuyun like this.

It is not a simple matter to offend a Holy Son.

In the end, Ning Shang, who presided over the auction, asked a servant to deliver the ancient sword to the third wing. After Mo Xinchen took out 50 profound stones and handed them over to the other party, the deal was concluded, and the servant also withdrew.

Soon, the auction continued, and after several items were auctioned one after another, what Mo Xinchen didn't expect was that another barren artifact was put up for auction.

This is a big ring knife, which was entrusted by a person who likes to collect magic weapons to be auctioned. After he got a piece of strange iron, he specially asked someone to help him build it. After making it, this big ring knife It has been collected by that person until now, exactly a hundred years ago, and it has become a deserted weapon.

Because this person was in urgent need of mysterious stones recently, he had to put some of his collections up for auction, and the Great Ring Knife was one of them.

"This knife has been well maintained. The blade is shiny and extremely sharp. It is another Taoist weapon... I will offer one hundred thousand profound stones!" Soon, someone began to bid.

"11 million!"

"12 million!"

After all, it is a intact Dao artifact. Normally, this kind of thing has a price but no market. Now it is put up for auction, and naturally many people compete for it.

"15 million!"

And at this moment, in the third wing, Wang Ruyuan's voice came out again.

"what?"

"It's the person in the third wing again!"

"Who the hell is he? He spent 50 profound stones for an ancient sword that has not yet been sharpened, and now he still has 15 profound stones for this big ring sword!"

"Made, after 20 years of labor and capital cultivation, I have only earned a total of less than 15 profound stones, and the price is 50. It's really more popular than others! I'm a waste!" A middle-aged man complained.

"18."

While everyone was discussing, the voice of Chuyun Shengzi came from the fifth wing.

"Oh? Shengzi Chuyun has also increased the price."

"Interesting, I'm afraid these two people are really fighting. I don't know who will win in the end this time."

"The people in the third wing took 50 profound stones to take away the ancient sword before, and they probably don't have many profound stones on them now. I'm afraid they won't be able to compete with the Holy Son of Chuyun. Moreover, they have already given in once before. It would be too embarrassing if Shengzi Chuyun doesn't take the Dahuan Dao this time, he probably is determined to win this time!" Someone said.

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(End of this chapter)

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