Chapter 34

"What!"

"There are nine layers of condensed truth, and there are no traces left. What kind of material is this?"

"Is it really a congenital treasure?"

People are skeptical.

Li Wei saw that the publicity had an effect, and then said, "there's another thing to tell you. President Qin Hai of our Qianlong bank in the Imperial City Association has also seen this stick. He once tried his best to draw on the stick."

Li Wei pointed to a white mark on the stick and said, "this inch long white mark is left by President Qin."

"My God!" people were shocked.

The ancient temple and Liao Qingfeng also stared at the stick, as if they wanted to see through it.

Qianlong bank's headquarters in the imperial city is the largest bank in Tianfeng country, and President Qin Hai is a genuine congenital expert.

He tried his best, leaving only a faint white mark.

The tenacity of this stick is no less than the innate Lingbao.

Seeing the audience's attitude, Li Wei smiled with great satisfaction: "now the auction begins. At the seller's request, this is a nameless stick. The starting price is one million Chinese spirit stones!"

As soon as he said this, the crowd, who were still eager to try, immediately quieted down.

The starting price of one million Chinese spirit stones is enough to deter most people present. There are only a few people who can compete.

Besides, this thing doesn't know what effect it has. It seems that there is nothing else except firmness.

Seeing this scene, Li Wei hugged his fist very embarrassed: "everyone, the seller said that if the spirit stone is not enough, it can also be replaced with something of equal value."

The auction house is still silent.

Xiao Long stared at the dark stick carefully for a long time, but he didn't see anything special. If he spied once with his soul power, he might find something, but the array of shielding divine knowledge was arranged on the auction platform, and the rash spying would be backfired.

In Xiao Long's memory, there are too many materials that congenital experts can't destroy. Many of them are useless and can only be used to repair the palace. If you spend one million Chinese spirit stones to buy such a garbage material, you'll lose your blood.

While Xiao Long was meditating, he suddenly felt something wrong with the yellow hair next to him.

I saw Huang Mao's eyes firmly locked on the stick, and his eyes were stiff without blinking.

"Yellow hair?" Xiao Long shouted, but there was no response.

At this time, Huang Mao's breathing became heavy. His eyes were red, his chest was up and down, his green veins protruded one by one, and his blood seemed to be burning.

"Yellow hair!" Xiao Long shouted. His voice sounded like a sullen thunder in Huang Mao's mind. Huang Mao suddenly woke up and wet his hair with a cold sweat.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Long looked at him directly.

Huang Mao took a few deep breaths: "boss, that stick must be bought!"

"There is a voice inside me telling me that I must get it!"

Time passed slowly. After a few incense sticks, the stick was still ignored, and many people couldn't wait.

Li Wei sighed helplessly and was considering whether to change another one. After all, he wouldn't spend a million on a stick with unknown origin and function.

"A million, I bought it."

Just as Li Wei was about to change another one, a voice suddenly came out.

The bidder is the ancient temple.

Xiao Long also wondered why the ancient temple was interested in this stick. Did he find anything unusual?

Li Wei said happily, "Mr. Gu offered a million medium-sized spirit stones. Is there anyone higher? If there is no one, this stick belongs to Mr. Gu."

"1.2 million!" another voice sounded, Liao Qingfeng.

Liao Qingfeng is just curious. Why did the ancient temple buy it? He was worried about what secrets had been discovered in the ancient temple.

"Liao Qingfeng, are you against me?" the ancient temple suddenly stood up and said with a ferocious face.

"So what? You can raise the price!" Liao Qingfeng sneered. Sure enough, this stick has a big secret.

Snow is ruthless but frowns. He knows the character of the ancient temple. He is not surprised and calm. He definitely won't jump with such a poke.

Unless the ancient temple did it on purpose to lure Liao Qingfeng into being deceived.

"Hum! 1.5 million!" said the ancient temple.

"1.8 million!" Liao Qingfeng continued to raise the price.

"Little Lord!" Xue said ruthlessly, "we don't have enough spirit stones left."

"Don't worry, I just lift his hand and let him shed more blood." Liao Qingfeng didn't care.

Liao Qingfeng waited for the price increase of the ancient temple, but unexpectedly, the ancient temple sat still.

"Ancient temple! What do you mean?" Liao Qingfeng said.

The ancient temple glanced at him and sneered, "fool!"

"What are you talking about?" Liao Qingfeng seemed to realize that he had been deceived.

"Hehe, since you want that stick so much, it's yours." the ancient temple sneered, closing its eyes and refreshing.

Liao Qingfeng's face is black. The ancient temple even pits him!

"Congratulations, young master Liao. This nameless stick belongs to you!" Li Wei smiled and handed it up.

Liao Qingfeng stood there and was stunned.

Snow ruthless, just want to find a crack to drill in.

... they don't have 1.8 million Chinese spirit stones at all!

After buying two pills just now, their remaining property is only one million Chinese spirit stones.

Liao Qingfeng is standing there. He is not human. Do you want him to take out the things he bought and mortgage them?

Everyone looked at Liao Qingfeng quietly. Seeing his embarrassed expression, they guessed something and snickered.

Now, Liao Qingfeng is very ashamed.

Spend 1.8 million to buy a broken stick. If you don't say it, you can't afford the spirit stone. Now either take something to pay the debt or ask someone to borrow it. Anyway, this person is lost.

"Two million!"

When Liao Qingfeng was at a loss, another low voice came out.

Xiao Long Shot.

Everyone's purpose turned to Xiao Long's Zijin private room. It seems that none of the people in this private room have made a move from the beginning to the present.

"It's so dangerous!" Xue mercilessly breathed a sigh of relief.

Liao Qingfeng was paralyzed in his chair. Fortunately, someone increased the price, otherwise he really had no choice.

"Huh?"

Liao Qingfeng's eyes narrowed. The voice just now seemed familiar. It seemed that he had heard it somewhere.

"This gentleman offered two million yuan. Is there anyone else?" Li Wei looked around. No one spoke, so he went to the front of the private room and presented the stick.

"Congratulations, sir. This nameless stick belongs to you."

Huang Mao took the stick with trembling hands. At the moment when the stick was in his hand, the blood seemed to boil.

Xiao Long immediately urged the shielding array. People only saw one hand reaching out to take over the stick, but they didn't see anything else.

"I have a balance of 3.8 million Zhongpin Lingshi in the bank. Deduct it from there."

"Yes!" Li Wei left with a fist.

At this time, when Liao Qingfeng heard the sound again, he jumped up like a fried wild cat.

"It's the bastard yesterday!"