The person who quoted is actually a green robe teenager in his twenties.

At this moment, he was sitting in a box on the east side, holding a gold-plated fan. Two beautiful women were half-squatting beside them, and occasionally blowing a fragrant wind in the ears of the teenager.

The big tower-like man is still like a sculpture, quietly standing aside.

"One hundred and fifteen thousand!" The blue robe man squatted in the direction of the box and continued to increase the price.

"One hundred and twenty thousand!" The green robe teenager showed a sneer on his face, and he slammed the fan.

"One hundred and three hundred thousand!" The blue robe man heard the words, biting his teeth and said.

At this time, most of the people in the meeting held a watching attitude, and this price is obviously already mad.

"One hundred and four hundred thousand." The green robe was overwhelmed and added 100,000.

The blue robe man heard the words, and after a moment of gnashing his teeth, he finally sat back in his seat with an angry look.

The soul-killing fan was finally photographed by the green robe teenager at a price of 1.4 million.

"It’s not self-sufficient to fight with this young master!" In the box, the green robe teenager saw the unwilling look of the other party. It seemed to be extremely enjoyable, and he made a smug smile.

"Young master, this is a general quality of the soul-killing fan, it seems that it is not worth the price." The iron tower suddenly said, the voice is hoarse, as if the iron piece is rubbing.

"It's not worth it now, but this fan is made from the yin and blood jade. Take it back and add two double blood bans. The value can be doubled at least." The green robe screamed and opened again. fan. Gently fanning the wind, the beautiful women on both sides were posted again.

The tower big man was silent. It seems that I was convinced by this reason, but for a moment I said again:

"The auction meeting has only just begun. The real good things are behind, and the young master still keeps some Lingshi. This auction, there are many big people."

"Reassured, I have my own size." Green robe juvenile.

Among the boxes on the west side, a smug purple girl with a temperament, a faint glimpse of the green robe boy, a flash of scorn in his eyes. Immediately, he regained his gaze and continued to tease the golden hand on his hand.

At the moment of the auction venue, due to the previous price of a magical instrument sold for 1.4 million, the atmosphere reached a small "gao chao", and many people whispered.

Bai Jing’s middle-aged man’s face is full of smiles. As an auctioneer, he most wants to see this kind of vindictive behavior. An ordinary cargo can often sell for a very high price.

Not long after, another auction item was brought up, and it was a classic book with a red cover.

"The following item is the fire system ‘burning the sky 诀’, and the condensate has been a complete set of mouths for the peak of the crystallization period. The reserve price is 100,000 Lingshi. The price increase must not be less than 5,000.”

This burning scorpion gong is also quite famous in the area of ​​Changyangfang City. More than a hundred years ago, a famous chemist of the crystallization period was burned by the heavenly master.

After the introduction of Bai Jing’s middle-aged people’s tongue-in-law, there are also many monks who are eager to move, after several rounds of bidding. It was finally bought by a condensate monk at the price of twenty-one million Lingshi.

Liu Ming is not interested in such things as the secrets of the exercises. It’s just a slight glimpse.

In the following auctions, several pieces of the best attacking spirits appeared, including flying knives, flying forks, and a top-quality vestment, as well as the Chinese wares.

These items have sold hundreds of thousands of Lingshi prices, and the atmosphere of the venue has gradually become more and more lively.

"The following treasure is the finale of the midfield of this auction, 'Qingyuan Jiandian', which records the lifelong cultivation experience of a true Danjian sword repair. The preciousness of this classic is now Not much to say. The reserve price is one million Lingshi, and the price increase must not be less than 50,000 each time."

Bai Jing middle-aged man said, gently picking up the red cloth on the auction table with one hand, revealing one of the light blue-colored books, and the old cover was written with four ancient cymbals.

At the meeting, everyone was attracted by the classics on the stage, and they whispered in a small voice. Some of the VIP boxes on both sides also showed a focused expression.

"The swordsmanship of the real Dandy!"

Liu Ming sees this and can’t help but feel the heart.

Although he majored in Taiji Swordsmanship, the cultivation experience of Zhen Danjing Jian Xiu must have its own unique features. It is self-evident that its future practice will be of great value.

At this moment, someone is already bidding.

"One million Lingshi!"

"One hundred and one hundred thousand!"

......

The people present were very excited about this sword code, but they were very cautious at the beginning of the fare increase, and all the guests on the first floor were bidding, and in the VIP boxes on both sides, there was no sound coming out for a time.

"One hundred and three hundred thousand Lingshi!" The person who quoted, Liu Ming is no stranger, it is the former blue man who competed for the soul of the soul.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" This time, Liu Ming shouted the price.

Many people's eyes are swept back and forth along with the people who quoted.

Millions of Lingshi is a huge sum. There are hundreds of thousands of Lingshi in the ordinary scattered training. It is still in the sky, and most of the auctions are still supported by some forces behind it.

"One hundred and eighty thousand!" Among the boxes, the green robe juvenile hands hold the window sill, a big interested look, and look at the following Liu Ming and others.

Liu Ming sighed and did not continue to increase the price.

The venue was cold for a while, and 1.8 million Lingshi, it was no longer a force that could be taken out. Only some big families or sects could be obtained.

The green robe juvenile saw another force, and suddenly became more comfortable.

"Two million!" A sudden voice came over, and it sounded from a box in the west.

When this statement came out, everyone in the room suddenly lost.

Liu Ming’s heart is a spirit, and it seems that there are many people in this venue.

Among the boxes, the green robe teenager's face instantly became gloomy. With a wave of hands, the two women were turned around and turned to look at the source of the sound. The eyes began to flash a strange green mang, seemingly secretive. I want to spy on that box.

"Wait a minute, young master. I just recognized the voice, the bid is a strong Dan, the young master is still not to move, after all, this is not in the Zong." The tower of the big man moved, in the blink of an eye, in front of the green robe teenager, Said Shen Sheng.

"True Dan is strong!"

The green robe teenager heard a glimpse of his face and nodded after a long while. Sit down.

The strong man of the true Dan, where is placed is the real strong, even in the super bulk is also a high-level existence.

Even if the Green Robe is so proud of his character, he is not willing to offend at will.

"The friend in the box bids 2 million, and there is no higher bid. If you don't put this Qingyuan sword code into the Taoist friend." In the center of the venue, Bai Jing middle-aged man asked.

Waited for a moment. The whispers of the field were one after another, but no one was bidding.

The middle-aged man immediately knocked on the table and announced the ownership of the sword.

Liu Ming saw this, could not help but smile, and some regretted watching a white maid came forward and put the jade plate down. Then quickly sent to the box.

"The next item is a rare condensate period drug, Star Doo, this remedy..."

The auction continues, below the time. The auction began to come up with some rare spirits and materials for auction.

These things are not as valuable as the previous Qingyuan swords and some of the best spirits. However, the bidders are still rushing, but most of them are small families and scattered people, and people on both sides of the box have little interest.

Liu Ming also played a spirit at this time, paying close attention to each lot.

Looking at this trend, fine powder should be coming soon.

Finally, after a large five-line fine iron was photographed by a scattered repair with 180,000 Lingshi, a white robe maid was put on a small transparent jade box.

Inside the jade box seems to be a small pile of white powder, and there is no special point.

But once this thing appeared, Liu Ming suddenly brightened his eyes.

This is what he is looking for for a long time!

"The next lot is a kind of refining material that is very rare outside the world. 'Essence powder'. I think you all know that when the best spirits are promoted to the prototype of the magic weapon, you need to use a lot of auxiliary materials. Powder is one of the most widely used."

Bai Jing middle-aged people looked around the venue and saw a lot of people eager to try, the eyes flashed a satisfaction, the mouth continued to say:

"The Taoist friends who want to refine the prototype of the magic weapon must not miss this opportunity. Now start bidding, the reserve price is 500,000 Lingshi, and the price increase must not be less than 10,000."

Bai Jing middle-aged people have provoked the desire of many people in a few words.

"Fifty thousand Lingshi!" A man with a loose appearance immediately shouted the price.

"Five-five thousand!" A woman dressed in a fight.

"600,000!" The man's brow wrinkled and immediately increased the price.

"650,000!" The woman repaired a sneer and added 50,000.

The dismissal of the man’s sly woman took a look, but did not increase the price.

The face of the woman's squatting squats on the face.

"Seven hundred thousand Lingshi!"

At the corner, another sound sounded, it was Liu Ming.

The female repaired an angry look at Liu Ming, and snorted, saying: "Seventy-five thousand Lingshi!"

"800,000!" Liu Ming's face has changed.

"Nine hundred thousand! This Taoist friend, if you can get out of this price, this box of ghost powder will be given to you." Female repair sneer.

The female voice just fell, and a faint sound sounded.

"one million!"

It is not Liu Ming who said this, but an old man with white hair in the first floor meeting place.

The brows of the woman wearing a brawling wrinkled, looked at the old man, seemed to know and quite scrupulous, did not say anything.

"Isn't that the master of refining equipment in Quanju Building, Master Zhao?"

"Master Zhao is a master of refining, no wonder it will come out at such a high price."

“Does he want to refine the prototype of the magic weapon?”

Someone who recognized this person suddenly became vocal.