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(The third update is here today, please continue to ask for votes. Another: Thank you 'Lese Bucket' for your reward and very high evaluation! Thank you! By the way, this name is too individual!)

It was a staff that looked simple on the surface, and the whole body was made of some kind of tree branches. At first glance, it gave people the feeling that this staff was alive.According to the auctioneer, this staff is refined from the branches of the tree of life, and it was a personal item of a master who had passed away for a long time.

This staff can be said to be the favorite of wood mages, and the temptation to wood mages is fatal.

The tree of life is said to be the root of the elf kingdom, and the beautiful and elegant elves are said to be born marksmen and magicians.Anyway, no matter what it is, as long as it can be related to elves, its value must increase by several times, or even dozens of times.

Wu Huang knew that in this world, such strange races as elves, dwarves, and orcs really existed.Sometimes when you go to the slave market, you can see the faces of these races.However, the price of the elves is dozens of times that of other races.

Such a staff that can be related to the elves, its bottom level is also a terrifying 5000 million gold coins.

With Wu Huang's current net worth, he didn't even dare to think about it.Of course, it is useless for him to buy it, he is a magician of the wind system.

Once the bottom level is opened, more people will increase the price.Of course, the ones who raised prices were all the VIPs in the VIP room upstairs, and the ones downstairs were all judges.

In a short while, the price of this staff soared from 5000 million gold coins to [-] million gold coins.

And just when the price was about to rise, an unquestionable voice sounded from a certain VIP room upstairs, "1000 million [-] million gold coins, friends, give me Ao Tuo a face, don't fight any more!"

Hearing this voice, Wu Huang found that those who originally had ideas sat down in an orderly manner.

Wu Huang took a strange look at the private room that made the sound, and said in a low voice, "Who is that person? Such a big face? Could it be a relative of the emperor!?"

"No! It's from the West Pole Temple!" Wan Jiang Yiyi shook his head and said.

Temple of the West! ?

This is the second time Wu Huang has heard this name.The first time was in the final exam of Qinglan Magic Academy. At that time, Yin Duhan and others beat him into a believer of evil gods and wanted to punish him.Now, when he heard the name again, and looked at everyone's reaction to it, which seemed to be outrageous but dare not speak out, Wu Huang became more and more disgusted with this West Pole Temple. This is too overbearing!

He asked Wan Jiang Yiyi beside him in a low voice, "Who is this person from the West Pole Temple? This is the imperial capital of the Bauhinia Empire. Do we need to be afraid of people from the West Pole Temple?"

"It's okay if it's someone else, but this person...he is the younger brother of Ao Si, the youngest master of the West Pole Temple. Ao Si is the captain of the first guard team of the temple, and is also a disciple of the Pope. He is known as a saint. It is said that his strength has reached the level of Jianzong. Some people have concluded that he will become one of the four young saints within ten years. His reputation is vaguely equal to that of the three little saints. Little Saint, but the Fourth Little Saint. And his younger brother, Ao Tuo, only came to the Holy Academy last year to study, but many people think that his purpose of coming to the Holy Academy is not pure, and he came for Xiaoqinsheng. In the Holy Court, or even in the entire imperial capital, even members of the royal family, very few people would offend him. There are even rumors that the pavilion master selected the closed disciples for him."

The owner of the pavilion is the dean of the Holy Academy. Few people remember his name. They only know that there is a Tianshui Pavilion on the top of the mountain behind the Holy Academy, and the owner of the Tianshui Pavilion is the dean of the Holy Academy. His name is famous all over the world, but his real name is rarely mentioned.It is disrespectful to mention real names.

As for the three little sages, Wu Huang has long understood that they are actually not saint-level powerhouses, but are among the best in strength among the younger generation, and they have quite deep attainments in various fields, so people all over the world call them Three Little Saints.

For example, the Xiaoqin Saint of the Holy Academy is in one of the "qin" for a while, and the sonic magic emitted by his piano sound is even more unpredictable, so he is called the "Xiaoqin Saint".As for the other two, one is the saintess of the West Pole Temple. What she has learned is the light magic, and she has a unique way in the light purification magic. She is called the "sage of light".

The last one is more unusual, this is what Wu Huang thinks.Because this little saint is the saint of the Temple of Natural Disasters, which is opposed to the Temple of the West, but what she is good at is actually healing.And what she has done has always been to help those poor people who are suffering in various parts of the mainland, and to treat several refugees with her best healing skills.The saint of the Temple of Calamity, which is regarded as the temple of evil gods by the world, actually has the longest healing skill. It has to be said that this is a kind of irony!

Compared with the "Holy Maiden of Light" of the West Pole Temple, Wu Huang felt that the "Holy Maiden of Healing" of the Calamity Temple was even cuter to him.

Wu Huang shook his head and said, "I don't think these rumors are true! If the pavilion master really wants to choose him as a disciple, there is no need to go through such troubles at all. Gods like the pavilion master, who can be said to be the pillars of the empire, still need to make fake moves ?"

"Fake action!? What do you mean?" Master Kang Ding beside him interjected.

"Literally!" Wu Huang replied.

When the auction of the last item was over and everyone was about to stand up, the auctioneer stopped them and said that there was another item to be auctioned temporarily.

So everyone sat down again, but when the auctioneer asked people to deliver the items, Wu Huang could hardly sit still.

It was an egg, an egg the size of a fist.According to the auctioneer's introduction, this egg is an unknown dragon egg, because the dragon power emanating from this egg cannot be faked.All appraisers have appraised it, and that kind of coercion really belongs to Longwei.However, the life fluctuation inside this dragon egg is too weak, so weak that it can hardly be perceived. Therefore, the auctioneer added that this dragon egg may have been injured.

Although it is impossible to be so honest in doing business, many people here are not fools, but noble people with status and status. If such obvious things are not mentioned, it will damage the reputation of the auction house and will be cast aside by others. .

Moreover, dragon eggs, no matter what kind of dragon eggs they are, cannot be so small, and the smallest ones are at least ten times as big.It can only be said that this is an unknown dragon species, or a sub-dragon species, or it has been buried in the deep soil for too long to hatch, and now it is about to become a fossil.

Everyone looked at each other, thinking it was incredible, but not many people took action, because this dragon egg that seemed to be petrified, although full of dragon power, but the weak life fluctuations showed that this dragon egg might not be hatched. .For dragon eggs that cannot be hatched, why buy them back! ?

The reason why Wu Huang was moved by this was because the Yulong Zhenqi in his body was eager to move for this little dragon egg, as if he had a desire to devour it. The blood of the big dark horse is still a hundred times stronger.

So, when no one spoke for a long time, Wu Huang suppressed his excitement and called out '50'.Because there are so many low levels.

If it is a normal dragon egg, it is impossible to not have a starting price of tens of millions.It is only ten times smaller, but the price is reduced by twenty times.

As soon as Wu Huang opened his mouth, everyone turned their heads to look at him with strange expressions in their eyes.The auctioneer on the stage urged, "50, is there anything higher than this... It can be predicted that this is a dragon egg. Although it is very small, the dragon power on it cannot deceive people..."

"100 million!" I don't know who waited for a long time, and only added 50 when the auctioneer was about to call 'three times'.

Wu Huang frowned, suppressing the urge to raise the price immediately, and waited for the auctioneer to hammer the hammer for the third time, and raised the price by another hundred thousand.

After a long time, everyone felt that it was unbearable, and someone raised the price by 90.

Wu Huang scolded his mother in his heart!But on the surface, you have to pretend to be calm.Only Master Kang Ding, Wan Jiang Yiyi and others sitting next to him understood that Wu Huang's hands were rubbing each other, looking a little excited and nervous.

It's just that they didn't understand why Wu Huang bought an egg that might get hurt, and he didn't know if it was a dragon's egg.

After a long time, Wu Huang added another [-].Then I prayed secretly in my heart, paralyzed!Don't make trouble, okay! ?

I don't know if it was his prayer that worked or the one he cursed secretly, but this time no one really robbed him.Therefore, Wu Huang won the last auction item at a price of 210 million.

At the end of the auction, Wu Huang returned home with the auction item in his hands happily and tangled, while Wan Jiang Yiyi and Kang Dingshi next to him looked puzzled.

Is it boiled and eaten, or is it hatched?This is really a hard choice!