Chapter 1534

"Ten million fairy stones!"

When Zong Yin gave up the auction, Yan Wei was overwhelmed with surprise, afraid that Mo Qingyun would regret it, and hurriedly said: "Congratulations, young master, for successfully winning this auction item at a price of 10 million high-grade immortal stones. Mysterious stone."

After Yan Wei's words fell, he immediately ordered someone to send the mysterious stone to Mo Qingyun.

Seeing Yan Wei's move, everyone showed contemptuous expressions, feeling extremely mocked at Yan Wei.

This old boy is really too bad. He gave Mo Qingyun the mysterious stone in such a hurry, obviously because he was worried that Mo Qingyun would regret it later.

After a while, the mysterious stone was sent to the attic of Ziyu Luanfeng Clan by a maid.

Looking at the mysterious stones that were sent, Han Wanqing showed a distressed expression, and said to Mo Qingyun hating iron and steel: "Nephew Mo Xian, you are such a waste, ten million high-grade immortal stones are enough to buy a ready-made Holy artifact, you actually bought a useless stone."

For someone like Han Wanqing, he also felt very distressed when he saw Mo Qingyun spend 10 million immortal stones to buy a useless stone.

In his opinion, Mo Qingyun's current behavior is wasteful at best, and prodigal at worst.

Mo Qingyun was very clear about Han Wanqing's thoughts.

But this mysterious stone involved the secret of Guangmen Wuhun, and it was impossible for him to explain it to Han Wanqing.

"Uncle Han, thank you for your concern, I will remember your words."

Regarding Han Wanqing's kindness, Mo Qingyun nodded humbly, and said with a sneer, "Uncle Han, I don't have enough immortal stones, so please pay in advance for me temporarily. I will return the immortal stones I owe you later."

"..."

Hearing what Mo Qingyun said, Han Wanqing and the others were dumbfounded, unable to express their feelings in words.

After working for a long time, they still need to dig out the fairy stone, Mo Qingyun is too stupid.

No wonder he didn't care about Mo Qingyun's quotation just now, he dared not pay for it himself.

Although he was speechless about Mo Qingyun's actions, Han Wanqing still took out the fairy stone and temporarily paid for Mo Qingyun.

In any case, he had already promised Mo Qingyun just now, so he couldn't go back on his word now.

"Thank you Uncle Han!"

Seeing that Han Wanqing paid the fairy stone for him, Mo Qingyun nodded gratefully, and put the mysterious stone into the five-party small pagoda.

After putting away the mysterious stone, Mo Qingyun talked with Han Wanqing and the others, and then turned his gaze to the auction platform below.

Looking at Mo Qingyun's calm expression, Han Wanqing suddenly felt that he couldn't see through Mo Qingyun even more.

He found that the young man in front of him, no matter when he was, always had an expression of the mountain collapsing without changing his color, giving people a feeling of calmness.

"It seems that I still underestimate him. His mentality is stronger than mine."

Han Wanqing sighed in his heart, and decided to reposition Mo Qingyun's impression and evaluation in his heart.

After thinking about it, Han Wanqing felt relieved and turned his attention to the auction stage.

In the following auction, Mo Qingyun didn't make another move, and just watched silently.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, Han Wanqing showed admiration, looked at Mo Qingyun and nodded continuously, and secretly said: "Judging from the calmness of this little guy, he shouldn't have bought that mysterious stone just on the spur of the moment. Mostly have some ideas of their own."

As the previous item was auctioned, Yan Wei took out another quaint crown.

"Everyone, the next auction item is the finale item of this auction, the eight-treasure purple soul crown."

Yan Wei held the crown in his hand, briefly introduced it to everyone, and then showed a solemn expression, saying: "It is rumored that the eight-treasure purple soul crown was refined by the ancestor of Tongtian, and it was given to his disciple who sat down. The Fire Phoenix Saintess, with the help of the Eight Treasures Purple Soul Crown, the Fire Phoenix Saintess has raised her cultivation level to the Taiyixuan Wonderland in just 30,000 years..."

Yan Wei held the eight-treasure purple soul crown in his hand, and slowly talked about its origin, everyone's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Especially the ancestors of some powerful ethnic groups, their cultivation has stayed in the Daluojin Fairyland, and I don't know how many years have passed.

If he couldn't go any further, he might regretfully leave this world because of Shouyuan's approach.

Unexpectedly, such a treasure appeared in this auction, how could they keep calm.

"If nothing else happens, the upcoming auction will be a battle between dragons and tigers."

Looking at the eight-treasure purple soul crown in Yan Wei's hand, Han Wanqing showed a hot expression, and couldn't help but express emotion.

If he can obtain this treasure, his confidence will increase by at least 40% to 50% to break through to the Taiyixuan Immortal Realm.

It's a pity that with the financial resources of their Ziyu Luanfeng clan, they couldn't win this thing from other people's hands.

"Yan Wei, stop talking nonsense, just report the auction price for this item."

"That's right, we will only know more about the rumors about these treasures than you."

"Do you think those who don't know about this item have the financial resources to bid for this item?"

"That's right, for those who don't have the money to bid, what's the use of letting them know the origin of this thing?"

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Seeing that Yan Wei always refused to quote the price, the ancestors of some powerful ethnic groups all urged in dissatisfied tones.

Hearing these people's words, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and some dissatisfaction appeared on their faces.

But due to the strength of these people, no one dared to express their dissatisfaction, and suppressed their dissatisfaction one by one.

There is no way, the reality is so cruel, if your strength is not strong enough, you can only endure the injustice.

"Hehe, if that's the case, I won't talk nonsense anymore."

Hearing the words of the ancestors of the various ethnic groups, Yan Wei immediately sneered, and without further delay, said: "The starting price of this eight-treasure purple soul crown is 100 million high-grade immortal stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one million high-grade immortal stones." .”

100 million top-grade fairy stones, is it just the starting price?

Hearing the price revealed by Yan Wei, everyone's expression changed drastically with fright, and their whole hearts were trembling.

The price is too scary!

"One hundred million high-grade fairy stones is only the starting price."

When Mo Qingyun heard this number, his heart trembled with fright, and he said with an expression of emotion: "It seems that I am still too poor. Compared with these powerful ethnic groups, my background is still too poor."

"Nephew Mo Xian, these ethnic groups can have this kind of background, I don't know how many thousands of years they have accumulated, so you don't need to worry about it."

Seeing the change in Mo Qingyun's expression, Han Wanqing guessed what he was thinking, and immediately spoke to Mo Qingyun to comfort him.

Hearing Han Wanqing's explanation, Mo Qingyun nodded with a faint smile, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Han, for your explanation. I know what to do."

Immediately, Mo Qingyun talked with Han Wanqing while watching other ethnic groups compete for this item. ——

ps: The fourth update is here, the old rules ask for a ticket!