Eternal Sacred King Chapter 294: My son has the final say

　　 When the real Canglang quoted a high price of 2.01 million high-grade spirit stones, the suspense of this auction was not big.

　　, together with the five sects of Yunshan and Yining, they all had no choice but to bow their heads, and the monks of other small sects or casual cultivators had no hope.

　　 As long as ten breaths pass, no one increases the price, this opportunity to customize the best spirit weapon will fall on the head of Canglang!

　　"Basically it has been decided."

　　 Outside the crowd, Bai Yuhan said softly.

　　 Ji Yaoxue also nodded and said: "Well, looking at the tone and expression of the real Canglang, he should have prepared more than two million high-grade spirit stones."

　　 Bai Yuhan smiled, and said: "The momentum that is inevitable has already overwhelmed everyone. At this time, even if someone jumps up to raise the price, it’s hard to fight him, and they will still have grievances and it’s not worth it. ."

　　 "Yes."

　　 Just as the two were talking, ten breaths have passed.

　　 As expected, thousands of real Jindan people were present, but no one had the strength to increase the price!

　　 The dust settled.

　　 The real Canglang let out a sigh of relief.

　　 Even if he comes prepared, two million high-grade spirit stones is not a small number for him.

　　At this time, if someone really jumped out to increase the price, he could only grit his teeth and continue to bid.

　　 Fortunately, this did not happen.

　　 A flash of joy flashed in the narrow eyes of the real man Canglang, a smile appeared, and his face couldn't hide his excitement.

　　 in the alley not far away, Gu Xi lowered the curtains of the carriage and whispered: "Go back, there is nothing to see."

　　 "Well, let's go." Fairy Ji also nodded.

　　 The coachman drove the carriage and began to turn around.

　　 The crowd in front of the Mo Ling Refining Workshop also gradually dispersed.

　　 Many Jindan real people are depressed, looking reluctantly at the gate of Mo Ling Refining Workshop.

　　Real Canglang turned his head to look at the real people Yunshan and Yining next to him, smiled slightly, and said: "Two of you, let me go."

　　"Canglang Taoist friends are rich and powerful, they are indeed inferior, congratulations!"

　　 The real Yunshan sneered and turned away with Shi Jian.

　　 real person Yining snorted, did not speak, but was unwilling.

　　 Seeing the expressions of the two, the real Canglang chuckled lightly, a little proud, turned his head, raised his chin towards Nianqi, and said: "Hey, girl, announce the result."

　　 Si Yutang whispered: "Junior Sister, Master, the bid is successful, we may have a chance to meet Mr. Mo in a while!"

　　 "Hmm!"

　　 Shen Mengqi clenched her fists, and nodded with expectation in her eyes.

　　 Since the start of the auction, Nianqi hasn't said a word, always standing in front of the door, looking calm, watching the many Jindan real people bidding below.

　　 Until this time, Nian Qi raised his voice: "I announce that in this auction, the daoist who has obtained the right to customize the best spiritual weapon is the number three!"

　　 The crowd had already begun to disperse.

　　 But not long after Nianqi's words fell, everyone's footsteps gradually stopped, with doubts and a strange look on their faces.

　　 Number three?

　　 No. 3 is not real person Yining from Qingshuangmen?

　　 is it a typo, or a misheard?

　　 Everyone turned their heads subconsciously.

　　 In the alley, the carriage was about to leave, but suddenly there was a whisper from the carriage.

　　 "How could it be the number three?" A soft voice sounded, with a hint of confusion.

　　 Outside the crowd, Ji Yaoxue and Bai Yuhan looked at each other, both a little surprised.

　　"This..."

　　 Bai Yuhan was also a little confused, blinked, and said: "Normally speaking, it is the higher bidder. How can it fall on the head of No. 3?"

　　 In front of the gate, I heard Nianqi's voice, and the smile of the real man Canglang froze on his face.

　　 The real person Yunshan paused, turned his head and looked around, thoughtfully.

　　 Real Man Yining was stunned in place, hit by the surprise that fell from the sky, and he couldn't react for a while.

　　"Little girl, are you wrong?"

　　 Real Canglang frowned slightly, his face unhappy.

　　"No

Wrong. "

　　 Nian Qi said naturally.

　　 Mortal Canglang's face sank, he flipped his hand to reveal his number token, and said in a deep voice: "You see clearly, I am number one! Just now it was the number one bidding for two million ten thousand high-grade spirit stones, number one. The highest bid!"

　　 "Oh."

　　 Nianqi nodded and said: "You are all right."

　　 Hearing these words, the expression of the real Canglang slowed down.

　　Unexpectedly, Nianqi turned around and said seriously: "However, it is No.3 who has obtained the right to customize the best spiritual weapon."

　　 If it is said that the results announced at the beginning, everyone still suspects that they have not heard clearly.

　　 This time, all the monks present could hear clearly.

　　 There is a situation!

　　 The monks who had left gathered in front of the Mo Ling Refining Workshop at an even faster speed, mostly gloating, waiting to see the excitement.

　　 There was no one around the real person Canglang, but in a blink of an eye, a group of people came up!

　　 A joking flashed in the eyes of the real Yunshan person, pretending to be concerned, and asked: "Daoist Canglang, what's going on?"

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Real Canglang had an ugly face, snorted coldly, and his eyes were gloomy. He stared at Nianqi and asked slowly: "Little girl, are you kidding me?"

　　 The body of the real person Canglang exudes a heart-palpiting breath, and slowly oppresses Nianqi.

　　 Everyone can see that the real person Canglang has moved so angry at this time!

　　 Faced with the coercion of the real Canglang, Nianqi didn't change her face, and asked, "Do you think I am joking?"

　　 "Okay, I want an explanation!"

　　 The real man Canglang stepped forward, his narrow eyes shone brightly, and he asked loudly.

　　Canglang is really aggressive, Nianqi frowned, seemingly impatient, and asked: "What do you want to explain?"

　　 "Obviously, I paid the highest price in the end, 2.01 million high-grade spirit stones, and the right to customize the best spiritual tools, why do you give it to others!"

　　Real Canglang said slowly: "Little girl~IndoMTL.com~If you didn't hear me clearly, I can tell you again now, and the final bid is my real Canglang who bid the highest price! The monks present can testify! "

　　 "Oh."

　　 Nianqi responded flatly and asked, "What about then?"

　　 Real Man Canglang felt a faint pain in his chest, and his whole body trembled lightly, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

　　, while jumping into a rage, was close to the edge of collapse, but on the other side, he was still calm.

　　 Seeing Canglang Zhenren's face turned white and white, everyone was holding back a smile.

　　 "It's my master who bid 2.010 million high-grade spirit stones, didn't you hear it clearly!" Si Yutang, the disciple behind the real Canglang, couldn't bear it, stepped forward and shouted.

　　 Nianqi covered her ears, and said, "Yeah, it's great to have money!"

　　 went back with this sentence and almost choked Si Yutang to death...

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Finally someone couldn't help but laughed out loud.

　　 Moral Canglang took a deep breath, the muscles on his face twitched, and the corners of his eyes jumped wildly. He gritted his teeth and said: "Obviously, it is for the higher price. I just want to ask, what are the rules and fairness of Mo Ling Refining Workshop" !"

　　 "Rules? Fair?"

　　 Nianqi looked at Mortal Canglang with a'you are innocent' eyes, and said: "In Mo Ling Refining Workshop, all the rules, fairness, are my son in charge..."