Huaxian

Chapter 1933
After Liu Chen went in, he asked about the status of the consignment.

It turns out that there is indeed a sharp sword spirit weapon to bid for, but private purchases are not accepted.

Liu Chen sighed with regret, then walked into the bidding hall, found a place and sat down.

Liu Chen secretly searched the entire venue with his spiritual power.

He was very cautious, and he ignored some key and important points without saying a word, so as not to cause misunderstandings.

Through his spiritual power, he sensed some acquaintances.

He found Ximen Fei, a disciple of Ximen's family, following a young man and sitting in the middle.

The other person was Master Zhang. He entered the private room under the guidance of the waiter.

"It seems that these guys should all go to Yandi in the North Country and stop here." Liu Chen guessed secretly.

He closed his eyes and rested his mind, adjusting his state to the best.

Not long after, the hammer sounded.

Immediately, the bidding field became quiet, and everyone's eyes turned to the front.

There, there is a bidding platform, and at this time, the brilliance is shining.

"Everyone, thank you all for your kindness and participation in our Ziwei Building's bidding meeting. There are indeed a lot of good treasures today. I hope everyone will be satisfied!"

The one speaking was the old man in white that Liu Chen had seen, and he said with a smile, "I think everyone has got some news about the things that are being bid this time, so I won't talk nonsense here."

"Next, let's bid for our first treasure!"

As soon as the old man in white finished speaking, a waitress came over with a porcelain plate.

"This is Hot Stove Pill. This is a kind of elixir from the hands of a pharmacist. I think everyone should be familiar with it."

"This kind of medicinal pill can increase the power of the sword spirit of martial arts practitioners in the Three Flowers Gathering Realm. It is very pure, and martial arts practitioners only need to absorb it." The white-clothed old man explained.

Liu Chen knew that this kind of elixir could shorten the training time and allow martial arts practitioners to rapidly improve their cultivation level in a short period of time.

However, this kind of thing cannot be eaten too much, after all, it is not the power of the sword spirit cultivated by oneself.

"There are three pieces in total, bid separately." The white-clothed old man obviously knew this kind of thing, he said slowly, "The base price is [-] for low-grade sword crystals, and each price increase must not be less than [-]."

As soon as the old man in white's voice fell to the ground, the people below boiled up.

Most of the people present are martial arts practitioners, and they all need this kind of elixir very much.

At the moment, many people started quoting.

"Nine thousand two hundred!"

"Nine thousand five hundred!"

"Nine thousand eight hundred..."

Liu Chen was speechless when he heard it, it seemed that he still underestimated the temptation of this kind of pill.

For ordinary martial arts practitioners, as their cultivation level increases, their combat effectiveness will also increase significantly, and they may be able to gain attention in the sect, or have a little more chance of success in expeditions.

In the end, the first Hot Stove Pill was bought for [-] yuan.

The remaining two pills were bought at prices of [-] and [-] respectively.

The three elixirs were actually sold at a price of almost [-] yuan for a low-grade sword crystal. This kind of thing was something Liu Chen didn't have the courage to imagine before.

The old man in white was also very satisfied with the bidding price for the first item.

What followed went very smoothly, but all the treasures that appeared in the bidding field were not ordinary.

Liu Chen didn't do anything, he didn't lack any kung fu pills, only a sharp weapon.

The bidding will be carried out slowly, and within the time of three incense sticks, seven items have been sold.

At this moment, on the bidding stage, the old man in white said loudly.

"The following thing can be said to be a rare treasure, I hope everyone will not miss it."

His words aroused everyone's interest, and many people asked me to guess what it was.

"Master Qi, don't be foolish, just tell me quickly!"

A martial artist shouted.

Everyone looked at the bidding platform curiously, waiting for the old man in white to reveal the answer.

A beautiful maid stepped forward and held out a red sword.

The old man in white held the big knife in his hand and waved it lightly towards the sky, and suddenly the heat wave was overwhelming.

call!
Like a sea of ​​flames, the sky was filled with fiery red.

"Mysterious spirit weapon!" Everyone below felt the strength and exclaimed.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
All of a sudden, everyone's fiery eyes were focused on the bidding stage.

The old man in white was very satisfied with the result, he said with a loud smile: "Yes, it is indeed a mysterious spiritual weapon, and it is also an ancient thing."

"This precious sword is not a contemporary product."

"Everyone, don't miss this opportunity!"

The old man in white put the big knife back, and then said with a smile: "The base price is [-] low-grade sword crystals, every time the price increases, [-] sword crystals!"

His words echoed in the bidding arena.

hiss--

Everyone was taken aback, and the enthusiasm in their hearts was extinguished a lot.

One hundred thousand sword crystals is not a small amount, and ordinary martial arts practitioners simply cannot afford it.

Only those who are disciples of great sects or sons of aristocratic families can afford such a huge sum of money, and once these people participate in the bidding, the price will definitely be more than [-] sword crystals.

There was a moment of silence on the scene, ordinary disciples couldn't afford it, and rich people were watching.

Liu Chen frowned slightly, this kind of scene was definitely not what he wanted to see.

"Nineteen thousand." He said calmly.

Mysterious level swords are not common, and he does not believe that these people can be let go.

Sure enough, since he spoke, people have increased the price one after another.

The price of the fiery red sword has been rising, reaching 13.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners have already started to swallow their saliva continuously, Liu Chen's eyes flashed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He knew that the price would not stop here, because he found that some of the people who participated in the bidding were disciples of Ximen's family.

He is Ximen Fei's elder brother, Ximen Feng.

As a swordsman and an elite disciple on the Crouching Tiger List, Liu Chen thought he would not miss this opportunity.

Sure enough, that Ximenfeng's face was gloomy, as if he was a little irritable.

He snorted coldly, and a cold voice came out: "18!"

Quiet.

Only Ximen Feng's voice echoed, and everyone was shocked by his price increase.

Liu Chen smiled in satisfaction, the price had already exceeded his budget, even the old man in white on the bidding stage laughed.

Just when everyone thought it was about to end, a lazy voice sounded.

"20 million!"

"What? Someone raised the price!"

"Someone actually won't buy Ximen Peak's face!"

In Jingzhou, there are mainly people who don't know Ximenfeng.

However, when everyone knew the source of the sound, they were all silent.

Because, that voice came from a private room.

But anyone who can enter the private room is far from being comparable to them.

Ximenfeng looked gloomy. He looked at the private room on the second floor and clenched his fists.

"23 million!"

Ximenfeng quoted the price.

"23 million!"

The voice was still lazy, without any change.

"23!" Ximenfeng gritted his teeth and said, this is already his limit, any more will make him give up the idea of ​​buying.

The knuckles of his hands were livid due to the constant exertion.

With this knife, he can definitely enter the top 45 of the crouching tiger list!

"25."

That voice seemed to say another unworthy thing.

Ximen Feng's body froze. He was not quoting, but sat with a gloomy face.

On the bidding stage, the old man in white smiled and said, "Congratulations to the owner of private room No. [-], for obtaining this mysterious sword."

Everyone was shocked, the price of 25 has long exceeded the value of a low-level mysterious spirit weapon, but that person didn't care at all.

Liu Chen was the happiest. He didn't expect that a low-level mysterious-level spiritual tool could be sold for 25 sword crystals, which was already close to the price of a middle-level mysterious-level spiritual tool.

With these sword crystals, he has more confidence in the sharp sword spirit weapon that is about to be bid for later.

The subsequent bidding meeting was a bit dull, and everyone's emotions were obviously not very high.

But the next thing brought the atmosphere of the bidding meeting to a climax again.

The old man in white took out a sharp sword and held it high in the air.

The sword is one meter long, with complex engraved symbols engraved on it, and the blade is as cold as autumn water.

The sharp sword danced lightly, and with a movement of sword energy, it cut through the sky.

Liu Chen keenly sensed that the destructive power of this sharp sword was far greater than that of the fiery red sword.

"The sword name is Fengwu Feihong, a medium-level mysterious spirit weapon, the base price is 18, and every time the price increases, it will be [-]!"

The voice of the old man in white fell down, and everyone was boiling.

But at this moment, the door of the bidding meeting slowly opened, and a group of people strode in.

Everyone was puzzled and looked back.

They knew that during the bidding process, martial arts practitioners were not allowed to come in and out at will.

But at this moment, someone ignored this rule and strode in.

Liu Chen also looked back, and when he saw the man, he froze instantly.

In the rear, a group of people stood at the entrance, their bodies exuding a powerful aura.

The one in the middle has extremely sharp eyes, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

Liu Chen's eyes shrank sharply, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Liu Yun comes!"

Many people looked at the figure behind and screamed out.

This is the fierce man ranked fifth on the Crouching Tiger Ranking. It is rumored that he has a fight with the third place, and he is very likely to improve again.

In addition, he was born in Tianbo Mansion with a noble status, far surpassing ordinary people.

"I have something to do on the way, I'm late, what an interruption!" Liu Yunlai said to several old people in Ziwei Building.

Tianbo Mansion is the top power in Dachi Kingdom, and Liu Yunlai is the leader of the younger generation in Tianbo Mansion, with a special status.

Although Ziwei Building is powerful, they don't want to offend a giant like Tianbo Mansion.

Liu Yunlai and others were invited into a private room, and everyone's eyes returned to the bidding platform again.

The old man in white cleared his throat, and said in a word: "Fengwu Feihongjian, the reserve price is 20 yuan, and the shooting starts now!"

Liu Chen took a deep breath, and at that moment, he had the urge to rush forward.

Fortunately, he held back.

He wants to return to Tianbo Mansion, and defeat Liu Yunlai in front of many clansmen in an open and honest manner.

He wants to restore his honor!
Taking a deep breath, Liu Chen returned to the bidding meeting.

At this time, the price has risen to 23, and it is still rising.

After all, this is a mysterious middle-level spirit weapon, which can increase the attack by 60.00%, and no one is not envious.

"32 million!"

In the private room where Liu Yunlai was, the price was announced.

But Liu Chen knew that if it wasn't Liu Yun's voice, it should be someone around him.

In the No. [-] private room, Liu Yunlai sat on a comfortable chair, and beside him was a young man with a knife mark on his seal.

"Why, are you interested in that sword?" Liu Yunlai asked calmly.

"I just want to keep it." A gleam flashed in the eyes of the knife-patterned youth, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"39."

At this moment, a lazy sound came out and echoed clearly in the lobby.

Everyone was stunned. First, they didn't expect that someone would have the guts to snatch things from Liu Yunlai's people.

Furthermore, the owner of the voice that everyone saw was the one who bought the Great Sword Spirit Artifact.

When Ximen Feng heard the voice, his body trembled a little, but the voice made him miss the opportunity.

In the No. [-] private room, the young man with the knife pattern snorted coldly: "There are really people who are desperate!"

He was about to fight back, but at this moment, the quotation sounded again in the lobby.

"32 million!"

The voice was very stable, and there was a firmness in the tone.

Everyone was in an uproar, turning their heads one after another, looking for the person who had spoken.

Liu Chen was in the lobby, and he didn't deliberately hide it. It didn't take long for someone to find him.

Thousands of eyes focused on his body, many people were puzzled.

"Who is this man in black?"

"I don't know, he actually has the guts to snatch things from Liu Yunlai's people, he will definitely die!"

(End of this chapter)