Chapter 169 The End (12)
Everyone turned their heads and looked at Lin Mu.
Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise, and then they looked at the young man in white.
Until now, no one has dared to compete with the boy in white.
Lin Mu is the first!
The young man in white looked calm, and others could not tell what he was thinking.
The young man in white glanced at Lin Mu, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then turned his head.
From then on, there was silence.
Lin Mu's face was as calm as waves, and he didn't pay attention to the surprised looks of everyone.
He is bound to get this purple incense burner, no one can steal it from him.
Even that mysterious boy in white!
He had been sitting on the sidelines before, as the price of the purple incense burner was getting higher and higher, and there were fewer and fewer competitors.
Until the young man in white opened his mouth, no one participated in the fight.
Lin Mu decided to take action at this time. At this moment, the boy in white was the only one left. He decided to use his strength and not hold back any more.
One hundred and six thousand yuan!
This price is definitely not low!
Even if it is a top-grade magic weapon, the price is only this.
Although Lin Mu looked calm on the face, he was also a little nervous in his heart.
Since the auction started, the boy in white has won many battles and never failed.
His net worth is extremely rich and staggering.
Although Lin Mu dared to compete with him, he was also wary.
Such a young man, whose cultivation is only in the middle stage of foundation building, but whose net worth is so astonishing, must have an extraordinary background.
If you provoke this person, it will cause a lot of trouble.
What made him feel a little relieved was that although the boy in white didn't speak, he didn't show any anger or hatred.
Either he is generous and tolerant, or he is scheming.
No matter which one it is, it is not easy for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.
This kind of self-restraint frightened Lin Mu.
The whole place was silent, no one made a sound.
Xu Jing glanced at the young man in white and knew that he would no longer participate in the fight. He presumably kept the spirit stones to fight for the two most important treasures.
Xu Jing suddenly understood, and said calmly: "First time for one hundred and six thousand yuan!"
"One hundred and six thousand yuan for the second time!"
The whole place was as quiet as ever, and you could hear a needle drop.
Lin Mu's face was calm, and there was a hint of joy in his heart.
"One hundred and six thousand yuan for the third time!"
clang!
Xu Jing's face relaxed: "Deal!"
At this time, Lin Mu had a smile on his face.
This fight is over now.
He only asked the price once and everything came true.
I got the purple incense burner!
Xu Jing smiled and said: "Now, let's start the auction of the trapped dragon rope that ranks second on the list of rare treasures!"
Lin Mu stood up gently at this time and walked backstage.
Although the next two treasures are equally rare, he has no intention of competing for them and has nothing to do with him.
He bought the purple incense burner, which ranked among the top three on the list of rare treasures, and has become the focus of everyone's attention.
After getting the purple incense burner, he just wanted to get it and leave quickly.
After walking through the long corridor, Lin Mu came to the backstage.
Behind the scenes is a small house, the door is closed, and the situation inside cannot be seen.
Outside the house, a group of cultivators stood quietly. They were all in the late stages of Lingji, and their number was no less than thirty!
Seeing Lin Mu approaching, a middle-aged cultivator came forward and asked, "What do you want?"
Lin Mu looked calm: "Get the purple incense burner!"
The middle-aged cultivator glanced at Lin Mu and said calmly: "Follow me!"
Then he led Lin Mu towards the house, with Lin Mu following closely behind.
This cabin is not as luxurious as imagined, it is antique and filled with various treasures.
These are all items for this auction.
Lin Mu had seen many of them before and was deeply impressed.
There were four old men sitting quietly in the room. All four of them had white hair, but their faces were smooth and they looked like children.
Lin Mu looked at the four of them and was shocked.
He couldn't see the cultivation level of these four people at all!
Golden elixir period!
Four golden elixirs!
The four old men looked at Lin Mu. One of the older men asked, "Are you here to receive the purple incense burner?"
He had obviously heard Lin Mu's conversation outside the house.
Lin Mu looked stern and said, "That's true."
Then he handed over eight jade slips, which were the eight tokens.
The old man took the jade slip, examined it, and nodded: "Five top-grade flying swords, one thousand "Explosive Flame Talisman", five thousand "Fire Bullet Talisman", and one top-grade blood sword, not bad!"
He looked up at Lin Mu, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then returned to normal.
Even he was surprised that a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building could have so many treasures.
The old man then took out another jade slip from the storage bag. After checking it, he smiled at Lin Mu and said, "According to the auction records, this treasure was sold for a total of 178,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Our auction house will take it away." 10%, there are still 160,200 yuan left, and the purple incense burner is sold for 106,000 yuan, so you still have 54,200 yuan left!" The old man explained to Lin Mu.
Lin Mu had already settled this account in his mind.
Hearing what the old man said, Lin Mu smiled and nodded: "Exactly."
The old man put away the eight jade slips, then took out a sandalwood box, handed it to Lin Mu, and said with a smile: "The purple incense burner is inside."
Lin Mu cautiously opened the sandalwood box. Inside was a purple alchemy furnace. After checking it, there was no doubt that the box was a purple incense burner.
Lin Mu smiled, closed the box, and put the purple incense burner into the storage bag.
Seeing Lin Mu put away the purple incense burner, the old man asked with a smile: "These fifty-four thousand two hundred pieces of low-grade spiritual stones, do you want the low-grade spiritual stones or the medium-grade spiritual stones?"
Lin Mu said without thinking: "Mid-grade spiritual stone." The spiritual energy contained in the middle-grade spiritual stone is a hundred times more pure than that of the lower-grade spiritual stone, so he naturally wants the middle-grade spiritual stone.
The old man then took out a blue cloth bag from the storage bag and said with a smile: "There are a total of 542 middle-grade spiritual stones in it. Please confirm whether it is correct."
Lin Mu took the bag and counted it, no doubt it was 542 yuan.
One middle-grade spiritual stone is worth a hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
Fifty-four thousand two hundred pieces of low-grade spiritual stones, but if replaced by medium-grade spiritual stones, it would only cost 542 pieces.
In addition to the more than 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones left before, Lin Mu now still has 65,000 low-grade spiritual stones!
Lin Mu put the bag away with a smile on his face, saluted and thanked the old man: "There is nothing wrong, thank you for your trouble!"
The old man smiled and said: "These are all my duties and are not worth mentioning."
With a smile on his face, Lin Mu bowed to the four old men and left.
The four golden elixir cultivators watched Lin Mu go away, their expressions calm and unruffled.
After Lin Mu walked out of the hut, the old man waved his hand and the door closed again.
Lin Mu came out of the hut, nodded to the group of people guarding the house, and left immediately.
Lin Mu was shocked when he returned to the auction hall.
In the main hall, swords were drawn and a murderous atmosphere filled the air.
You don't need to think about it to know that the auction has reached its most critical moment.
"Eighty-eight thousand yuan!" shouted a big man, his face red.
"Ninety thousand yuan!" A Jindan cultivator spoke slowly with a calm expression.
"Ninety-six thousand yuan!" Another person also joined in.
"One hundred thousand yuan!" It was the big man from before again.
Lin Mu looked at the situation in the field and had reached its climax.
Xu Jing held a dazzling flying sword in his hand. He did not activate any spiritual power, but the flying sword was filled with light, and the whole place was filled with brilliance.
Feng Yuan Sword!
This is the number one Fengyuan Sword!
It certainly lives up to its reputation!
Who wouldn’t want to get such a flying sword?
Even ordinary Golden Core cultivators can only use the best flying swords without magic weapons.
Such a top-quality flying sword is rare to see, and several Golden Core cultivators are unwilling to miss it.
There are also a large number of cultivators in the Lingji period who are also participating in the competition.
This flying sword has unparalleled attack power. After the sacrifice, its strength will definitely increase several times. Not to mention defeating the Golden Core cultivator, it can protect itself in the hands of the Golden Core cultivator, which is not a big problem.
Many cultivators in the Spiritual Silence stage have been hunting monsters for decades and have already accumulated countless wealth, and their spiritual stones are not much less than those in the Golden Core stage.
They came to this auction precisely for this Yuan Feng Sword.
It is said that this Fengyuan Sword is of extremely high quality and can be called the first sword under the magic weapon!
Feng Yuanjian can fully afford this praise.
"One hundred and five thousand yuan!" Another late-stage cultivator of Lingji couldn't hold himself back and started bidding.
The scene was heated and everyone's eyes were red.
At this moment, the spirit stone seemed to be just a number and had no other effect.
Little did he know that behind every piece of spiritual stone, there was a bloody battle to obtain it by hunting monsters.
"One hundred and eight thousand yuan!" The competition is still going on.
"One hundred and ten thousand yuan!" Someone continued to increase the price.
"Twenty thousand yuan!" A Jindan cultivator seemed not to want to spend any more, so he added an extra 10,000 yuan.
"One hundred and twenty thousand!" someone in the crowd exclaimed. These were all spectators. They didn't feel nervous. They were just excited by the higher numbers.
"It's the same as the trapped dragon rope just now!" Another person said.
"I'm sure that Feng Yuan Sword will definitely break the record of trapped dragon rope!" said the first person.
As soon as he finished speaking, it came true.
"Twenty-six thousand yuan!"
A cultivator in the late stage of Lingji, his eyes were red and he gritted his teeth.
"One hundred and thirty thousand yuan!" The golden elixir stage cultivator said fiercely, his face no longer calm.
As soon as the price was announced, many people immediately sat back and gave up.
One hundred and thirty thousand yuan!
Many cultivators in the Spiritual Silence Stage have struggled all their lives, but cannot earn so many spiritual stones.
The scene suddenly became much quieter, but the competition became more fierce.
Suddenly!
A young voice sounded slowly, echoing throughout the hall.
"One hundred and fifty thousand yuan!"
The young man in white looked calm and said leisurely.
He had been waiting and watching until finally decided to take action.
As soon as you make a move, you’ll get an extra 20,000 yuan!
One hundred and fifty thousand!
All the cultivators in the Spiritual Silence Stage gave up and looked dejected.
"One hundred and fifty-three thousand yuan!" The Golden Core cultivator gritted his teeth and decided to continue the competition.
He also desires this Yuan Yuan Sword extremely, even if his opponent is a young man in white, he will fight for it.
"160,000 yuan!" The boy in white increased the price again.
"One hundred and sixty-five thousand yuan!" The Jindan cultivator became furious.
"One hundred and seventy thousand yuan!" the young man in white said in an understatement.
"One hundred and seventy-two thousand yuan!" Jindan cultivator said helplessly.
"180,000 yuan!" The young man in white stared closely at the golden elixir cultivator.
One hundred and eighty thousand yuan!
The whole place was silent. This price was beyond everyone's imagination.
Xu Jing stood on the stage with Feng Yuanjian in his arms, smiling.
The higher the auction price, the greater his commission.
He made a lot of money from this auction!
The golden elixir cultivator glanced at the young man in white, smiled bitterly, and gave up.
The net worth of the boy in white was not even comparable to his.
No one said anything again, and the boy in white smiled brightly.
"First time for 180,000 yuan!"
"One hundred and eighty thousand dollars for the second time!"
"One hundred and eighty thousand yuan for the third time!"
clang!
Xu Jing smiled broadly: "Deal!"