Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1715: I will definitely get it

There are three types of auctions in Wuliang Commercial Bank. One is a large-scale auction, which faces the entire Big Dipper.

Of course, not everyone can enter, but there are no special requirements other than cultivation.

One type is the auction of divine objects, only real big figures can enter, and the last type is a special auction, which is only for specific groups of people.

For example, this one today is aimed at the master craftsman.

At this moment, Ling Xian was sitting in the auction hall, looking at the master craftsmen present one by one.

There are seven of them, all gray-haired old people, but they are full of energy and spirits.

While Ling Xian was looking at them, the seven master refiners were also looking at him, with doubts gleaming in their eyes.

For one thing, he is too young. Compared to their seven- to eight-hundred-year-old men, he is undoubtedly a young man.

Secondly, I am the grandmaster of the Big Dipper Refining Realm. They have all met, and they have never seen Lingxian.

Therefore, all seven of them doubted whether he was a master craftsman.

"Young man, how come I have never seen you before." An old man in black spoke lightly, slightly questioning.

"I practice all year round and I have not entered the world soon,"

Ling Xian looked calm and said: "You haven't seen me, it's normal."

Hearing this, the old man in black frowned and stopped talking.

The others didn't say anything, and waited quietly for the auction to begin.

After a while, the old man who had received Lingxian pushed in and said with a smile, "Everyone, it's been a long time."

"Elder Wu, do you personally preside over the auction?" The old man in black was surprised.

"All of you here are master craftsmen. With such a distinguished status, how can I not preside over it personally?" The old man praised it without a trace, which made several people quite useful.

After that, he took out the first auction item and said with a smile: "Not much nonsense, everyone knows the role of this item, the bottom is 30 million, and each increase in price must not be less than 5 million."

"Elder Wu personally presided over, I have to show some face."

The old man in black smiled and directly quoted a sky-high price.

"One billion."

Hearing this, there was a moment of silence on the scene, and then it became lively.

"Lao Li, you are still as lavish as ever."

"Deserving to be the guest of the Sun Palace, I really have a lot of money."

"It seems that we can't compete with you."

Everyone is joking, and there is no intention to bid.

First, the price paid by the old man in black has already exceeded the market price of the item, and second, it is to give him face.

After all, everyone is a master craftsman, so there is no need to get red-faced and disgusted.

"Haha, thank you for not fighting." The old man in black laughed heartily, planning to put this in his bag.

But at this moment, a faint voice suddenly floated over.

"One hundred and fifty million."

The voice fell, and the scene was silent for a moment. After that, everyone's eyes fell on Ling Xian.

"Interesting."

The old man in black frowned slightly and said: "Two hundred million."

"Two hundred fifty million."

Ling Xian looked calm, as if he was just saying a number and didn't need to take out the corresponding spirit stone.

"Two hundred fifty million..."

The old man took a deep look at Ling Xian, and said with a smile, "Your Excellency is rich and powerful."

Hearing this, Ling Xian was too lazy to take the words, and asked: "Are you still bidding?"

"I'm not a fool. I spent 250 million on something worth only 100 million." The old man snorted coldly.

"Shut up if you don't bid."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, too lazy to talk to the old man.

The market price of this kind of magical material is indeed 100 million, but it has a price and no market, which is very rare. For him, 250 million Lingshi was just a drop in the bucket.

So, Ling Xian felt it was worth it.

At the moment, he turned his gaze to Wu Lao and said: "This thing, is it mine?"

"Naturally." Old Wu smiled at Ling Xian, planning to throw it at him.

"Let's put it here first, and then we will count together." Ling Xian waved his hand.

"Okay." Old Wu nodded and took out the second piece of magical material.

This time, the old man in black still offered a sky-high price, and there was still no one competing with him.

However, just as this person smiled, Ling Xian spoke again.

He directly increased the price by 200 million, then closed his eyes and waited for the old man to bid.

"Boy, what do you mean!" The old man in black looked gloomy.

"It doesn't mean anything, this thing, I will definitely get it." Ling Xian didn't lift his eyelids.

The eleven kinds of magical materials in this auction are all his necessary things, even if they offend people, they don't hesitate.

"Okay, very good." The black-clothed old man's face sank as water, and he didn't say much.

It's not that he has a good temper, but that he can't find a reason to be angry.

This is an auction, a fair bidding place. If it is just that Ling Xian's bid is high, he will get angry, which is too unreasonable.

So the old man suppressed his anger, but it became more and more difficult to control.

The same goes for everyone.

Because, no matter who bids, Lingxian will follow suit, and it's a price that even them think is very high.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces... In the blink of an eye, ten pieces passed.

Without exception, they were all obtained by Lingxian.

Everyone couldn't help it anymore, and they all spoke and pointed at Lingxian angrily.

"What do you mean? Do you have to wait for me as an enemy?"

"Boy, haven't your parents ever handed you potential rules?"

"Do you know what you are doing? I am offended, I'll wait, and you will suffer!"

The seven master refining masters were all angry, and even a few of them were already showing killing intent.

This caused Ling Xianjian's eyebrows to be slightly frowned, and there was a bit of coldness in his star pupils.

If he is deliberately provoking, it is naturally unreasonable, but he is a fair bid, and it is these masters who are unreasonable!

Old Wu thinks so too.

Ling Xian follows the rules and bids fairly. What's wrong?

Just because he was fighting with a few people, is it wrong? What kind of truth is this?

"Whatever you say."

Ling Xian was too lazy to argue, this group of people were used to being aloof, arguing with them was just a waste of saliva.

At the moment, he glanced at a few people indifferently and said: "I didn't stop you from bidding, you...you can fight with me."

"Boy, I will let you understand, what is meant by "the sky is outside the sky, there are people outside the world."

The black-clothed old man's face sinking like water, looked at Mr. Wu, and said: "The last kind of magical material, I will produce 300 million spiritual stones."

Speaking, he took a provocative look at Ling Xian and said, "Boy, aren't you rich and powerful? You can increase the price if you have the ability!"

"Five hundred million."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, not because he was hit by the old man's aggressive method, but he must get this thing.

"600 million!" The old man gritted his teeth~IndoMTL.com~800 million! "Ling Xian's expression is calm, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

The eight hundred million spirit stones are nothing to him, and it doesn't hurt to throw them away.

For the old man in black, that's a lot.

However, in order to fight for this tone, he gritted his teeth fiercely: "Billions."

"1.2 billion." Ling Xian said slowly, without any reluctance.

The 1.2 billion spiritual stones sounded a lot, but in his eyes, it was no different from the twelve spiritual stones.

"Damn it!"

The old man in black was furious and hesitated a bit.

It wasn't that he was ashamed, but that he didn't take the 1.2 billion spirit stones to buy a divine material with a market price of 200 million.

The others are silent for it, without the courage.