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Seeing a red crystal stone on the female table lit up, the old man looked at the direction of the room where Brother Mao was located and said excitedly: "Okay, now someone has paid 10,000 medium-grade immortal stones. Is there anyone who has bid higher?"

Suddenly, another crystal ball on the wooden table in front of the old man also lit up.

The old man said loudly when he saw his face flushed, "Someone has bid for a medium-grade immortal stone, are there anyone who bids higher?"

When everyone in the hall heard the old man's words, they were in an uproar. Unexpectedly, there were still people who competed for the broken Demon Sword. Could it be that water was in the head?

At this time, Mao Di, who was sitting in the private room, frowned and said, "Continue!"

Jingping agreed and pressed the red button again.

The old man on the high platform said again: "Someone has bid for 11,200 medium-grade immortal stones, have there anyone offered a higher price?" Seeing that no one has made any bids, the old man raised the wooden hammer in his hand and shouted loudly: "The first time in the 12,000 medium-grade immortal stones, the second time in the 12,000 medium-grade immortal stones, and the third time in the 12,000 medium-grade immortal stones!"

With a crisp "bang", the old man said, "Ten thousand medium-grade fairy stones were sold."

Brother Mao saw that the next few items were not special, so he didn't care.

"Bang bang bang" At this time, the door was knocked. Jingping looked at Brother Mao, who nodded to Jingping, and Jingping opened the door.

After the door came, the manager walked in, followed by a waitress holding a tray with both hands.

After the manager came in, he looked at Jing Ping with neat dresses strangely, frowned in confusion, and then came to Brother Mao and said, "Old Wang Ming, I'm sending you the Demon Sword Sword here. Please trade it!"

Brother Mao gently picked up the Demon Sword from the tray and saw that it was a three-finger wide beast with a ferocious beast with a fang-dial claw carved on the hilt of the sword, but it is unknown which kind of beast it was. The sword blade emitted a faint white light. The only regret was that only half of the blade was left and could not exert its original power.

Suddenly, the branches and leaves of the purple lotus in the sea of ​​consciousness stretched out, and emitted a powerful suction force. The half-handed Demon Sword in the hand of Mao also trembled, and then flew into the stamens of the purple lotus in the sea of ​​consciousness. The huge leaves of the purple lotus were immediately wrapped up.

Seeing this scene, the manager was stunned for a moment, looked at Brother Mao in disbelief, and asked, "Hiss Wang Ming, this is..."

Brother Mao waved his hand and said lightly: "Don't panic when you are in charge, I will pay you the fairy stone now." As he said that, he reached into his arms, took out a cloth bag and handed it over.

Brother Mao said, "This is a 12,000 medium-grade immortal stone, so the manager will take a look."

The manager nodded and said, "No need for this. Since you are a VIP in our trading market, your reputation is trustworthy!" After a pause, he continued, "I won't disturb your good mood!" After that, he looked at Jingping deeply and took the maid out of the private room.

After the manager left, Brother Mao said to Jingping, who was standing aside with a nervous look, "Girl, don't be nervous. When the auction is over, I will go to the manager to mention your affairs."

Jingping was about to thank him again, suddenly the old man's voice on the high platform of the hall came from the crystal ball.

The old man pointed to the maid holding a tray beside him and said, "This is a precious treasure of the Buddha's realm, a soft relic. It is well known that after the ancient Buddha Lanting passed away, thirty-six relics were left behind. This soft relic is different from the other thirty-five. If his cultivation level is......"

The old man talked and finally shouted loudly: "The starting price of this soft relic is one million top-grade fairy stone, and each bid is ten thousand top-grade fairy stone. Now please start bidding with fellow Taoists!"

"One million top-grade immortal stones!"

"One million top-grade immortal stones!"

"One million and twenty thousand top-grade immortal stones!"

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As soon as the old man finished speaking, the people in the audience began to rush to bid.

When one million and a half-grade fairy stones were released, the bidders began to fall in a sparse manner.

At this time, Brother Mao said to Jingping: "One and six million middle-grade immortal stones!"

"Okay!" Jingping agreed and pressed the red button.

Unexpectedly, just after Brother Mao paid the price, a private room next to him gave 1.7 million medium-grade immortal stones. Brother Mao was stunned, but he didn't expect that someone would bid.

Brother Mao gave another 1.8 million medium-grade immortal stones. The other party seemed to be determined to win the soft relics. He kept chasing Brother Mao's price and gave a high price of 1.9 million medium-grade immortal stones.

Brother Mao didn't believe it anymore. Who has enough immortal stones? Even if all the immortal stones are used up, you can still exchange spirit stones for immortal stones in the trading market. You must know that you have a very rich and high-quality spirit stone ore veins.

Thinking of this, Brother Mao gave two million medium-grade immortal stones.

When Maodi bids for two million medium-grade immortal stones, all the people who screamed and auctioned were uproared. Who has such financial resources? A soft relic will actually bid for two million medium-grade immortal stones. You must know that even a medium-grade sect cannot produce so many medium-grade immortal stones.

After Mao Di gave two million medium-grade immortal stones, the private room next to him suddenly became silent. Then a strong pressure came from the private room next to him. This pressure directly acted on Mao Di, and Mao Di suddenly felt a little powerless from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Mao Di felt like he was under a billion pounds of gravity on his body, as if the sky was about to collapse, and his bones all over his body made a "crackling" sound.

Just as Brother Mao was about to bear it and his body fell down, the purple lotus in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly released a cool breath, filling his limbs and bones.

Brother Mao stood up as if relieved, and exhaled a long breath.

Brother Mao said intimately: "It seems that this person's Buddha's strength is quite terrifying, at least he is a master of the Golden Immortal level. Otherwise, he would not have such a powerful aura."

At this time, Brother Mao’s door was knocked, and the manager walked in and said apologetically to Brother Mao: "Hisser Wang Ming, the next door was the city lord just now, but don’t worry, we have warned him that we will not do such rude actions in the trading market again!"

After hearing what the manager said, Brother Mao nodded slightly and said, "Thank you!"

After the manager left, there was no movement in the private room next to him. In the end, Brother Mao obtained the right to use the soft relic at a high price of 2 million medium-grade immortal stones.

The following lots were not interested in Maodi at all, and until the auction ended, Maodi never made another bid.

At this time, the old man on the high platform of the hall announced loudly: "Fellow Taoists, this auction conference has ended successfully, please come back!"
Chapter completed!