The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 630 Many Good Things

Gu Wenzhi nodded and said: "Of course, your little white sword is very easy to sell. I heard that it will be bought by others as soon as it is on the booth of the two chambers of commerce. However, if it is something more special, it will be easier selling."

Mo Huasong understood, it's not that his little white sword cannot be sold, but that it must be a little special.

Mo Huasong confessed to Liu Lanxi and the others, and then put on a mask.

This is when you enter the door, you hand over [-] spirit stones, and they give it away for free.

Anyway, this kind of thing is very cheap, and one spirit stone can buy many.

Mo Huasong stood up and walked backstage.

At the backstage, there are some staff members waiting for them.

There are many small rooms in the backstage, and there is a small door behind the small rooms, leading to the backstage.

After the customer enters the small room, a staff member will enter the small door at the back and exchange things with you.

"Sir, please show your number plate." This staff member is a woman, only at the foundation stage, but young and beautiful. If Feilong was here, she would be drooling.

Mo Huasong took out his "250" plate and handed it over. After the staff checked it was correct, he asked, "What do you want to sell?"

"I am Master Batian. Here are fifty of my little white swords. The starting price is 500 million spirit stones." Mo Huasong said.

"You, you are Master Batian?" The beauty glanced at Mo Huasong in surprise.

But because Mo Huasong was wearing a face, she couldn't see clearly, so she took out a communication instrument and pressed it, and then an old man in black came in.

The old man is a Jindan late stage strength, with sharp eyes, as if he wants to see through everything. "What's up?"

"My lord, this gentleman said that he is Master Batian and wants to sell these little white swords." The beauty told the old man about it.

The old man's eyes were also full of surprise, Master Batian's reputation is very high now, especially the little white sword, which is selling very well, even he wants to buy one for self-defense.

But now the little white sword is so popular, it has been sold until now, and I heard that the two chambers of commerce are out of stock again.

The old man looked at the little white sword on the table, without hesitation, took out a little white sword, and then took out a magic weapon from his pocket to try.

This old man has the strength of an appraiser. When he saw Xiaobaijian, he felt different.

But no matter what, he has to use a weapon to identify it.

After a series of verifications, the old man knew that these little white swords were real.

"Okay, we accept it. But we have to agree, after the auction is successful, we will get a [-]% rebate of the total auction price." The old man said.

This auction is profitable. Anyway, these things can be auctioned and sold, but they can’t be sold. Once the auction is over, the guests can go to the backstage to collect them back, and there is not much loss to the auction.

They just want to put some effort into identification and protection, and they have no problem with this.

Mo Huasong nodded and said, "I know that, the staff already said it just now."

"That's fine, Master Batian, you go back first, the auction is over, you just come to the backstage." The old man took out a piece of paper, ready to write the receipt.

"No hurry, I still have something here." Mo Huasong took out a few space rings while talking. "A space ring starts with 50 spirit stones."

"Ah, you made this yourself?" The old man tried the interspatial ring, and his face changed drastically.

This kind of interspatial ring is very difficult to refine, and it is said that only high-quality refining masters can refine it.

Moreover, the materials for refining this kind of interspatial ring are also very rare, and sometimes it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

Mo Huasong said with a smile: "Yes, I still have some defensive spirit weapons. This one is expensive. The starting price is 100 million spirit stones."

After a while, Mo Huasong put some spiritual artifacts on the table.

The old man's eyes were dazzled, my God, this Batian master is really amazing, he has so many good things.

No, I heard that someone used a little white sword to chop off branches last night to refine a defensive spiritual weapon for the master. I wonder how this defensive spiritual weapon is?

Mo Huasong seemed to know what the old man was thinking, and said, "You can try it with my little white sword. It will definitely not cut through. The defensive effect is very good."

The old man didn't say much, and just cut with the little white sword, but it really couldn't be cut.

"Well, I'll take it now." The old man did the calculations and found that the things that Master Batian put here contained [-] million spirit stones.

The old man was embarrassed and said: "Master Batian, you have too many good things here, maybe they have to be auctioned separately, otherwise ordinary people can't eat them."

Mo Huasong nodded and said, "Okay, you can decide, anyway, I'll come and collect the money when the time comes."

The old man numbered all these things of Mo Huasong, and then recorded them with a magic weapon, and then copied a magic weapon to Mo Huasong.

This is an auction magic weapon. As long as Mo Huasong's goods sell for how much money, it will be displayed in it, and Mo Huasong can ask for money based on this.

This magic weapon is very convenient and is generally used in auctions.

Of course, in the worldly computer system, it is more convenient than this.

After Mo Huasong took away the trading magic weapon, he immediately turned and walked outside.

Staring at Mo Huasong's figure, the old man couldn't help sighing inwardly: He really is a great man, no wonder he was listed on the Qinglong list.

With his financial resources, what cultivation resources do he want?

Will this person be very scary in the future?

By the way, Master Batian can refine defensive magic weapons himself, so he must have them too.

If he wears a defensive magical weapon that even a little white sword can't break, and holds a little white sword that can break through other people's spiritual weapons, that's a big killer, and no one dares to provoke him.

When Mo Huasong returned to his seat, he found that Yang Jingjian and Fei Long were already sitting with their shoulders crossed, talking in a low voice.

Mo Huasong asked strangely: "Feilong, how did you get in?"

"I said it was yours, how dare they stop me?" Fei Long said disapprovingly: "By the way, brother, I will give you money, and you will give me a little white sword."

Feilong took out 60 spirit stones, took a small white sword from Mo Huasong, and then ran out again.

There are guests outside waiting for him to go out with the little white sword. Just now, he can earn some Lingshi as soon as he changed hands, which is really a big profit.

Liu Lanxi frowned slightly: "Hua Song, Fei Long will do this, okay?"

"There's nothing good or bad. Anyway, I sold it to others for so much money. He can sell it himself. That's his ability. In this way, I can also earn some." Mo Huasong laughed.

Liu Lanxi is right when she thinks about it, making money for others is better than making money for Feilong.

Not long after, the auction started.

The one who presided over the auction was the old man who just traded with Mo Huasong.

Gu Wenzhi pointed to the old man and said to Mo Huasong: "That person is the vice president of the auction house. He is powerful and has a unique vision. His name is He Weiqiang."

(End of this chapter)