Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1158
Hearing the ratio of [-] to [-], Lu Xiaobei asked Duan Zijian: "Pharaoh, isn't [-] a piece too cheap?"

"It's okay! Our family doesn't care about the money!" Duan Zijian said lightly.

Duan Zijian's words are really not bragging, the number of [-] million Pangu pills is a huge sum of money when looking at the entire third-rate martial arts sect.

But this is only part of the Pangu Dan that Yinyang Tomb took out.

Although the Yin-Yang Tomb is extremely short of Yin-Yang Pills, no one from the Yin-Yang Tomb has entered the Pangu Realm to break through for hundreds of years, so the Pangu Pills have been stored, except for the Yin-Yang Pills that disciples under the Pangu Realm need.

And this yin-yang pill is also extremely lacking in this third-rate martial artist sect. Everyone's situation is similar, otherwise they would not be reduced to third-rate sects.

Like those first-class and second-rate sects, that is the real wealth that is incomparable to the enemy.

People have what they want, and they are developing and strengthening themselves as much as possible.

"In this case, then reluctantly accept it!" Lu Xiaobei smiled faintly.

"Does Wu Pai sect have any opinions on the replacement ratio?" the host asked.

"No comment!"

"No comment!"

The practitioners of Wu Pai sect answered very simply.

But the local tyrants are not happy.

"We have no advantage! Ten thousand ones, a few hundred will be counted as millions, even if we have over [-] million assets, we can't bid with them, I don't agree!" A local tyrant took the lead in posting Word.

This matter is afraid of someone taking the lead.

A local tyrant said he disagreed. After carefully calculating the account, the local tyrants must have tens of billions of property to dare to bid. What a joke!

"It's too expensive, we can't afford it, you martial arts sects can play by yourself!"

"That's right, I'm leaving!"

The local tyrants are not happy anymore, this is bidding, not discussing how good Pan Gu Dan is, they can pay for Pan Gu Dan, but they are not allowed to use Pan Gu Dan to participate in the bidding.

The host asked: "You see, although our organizing committee has considered the replacement ratio, it would be very unfair to the local tyrants if it is used for bidding. How about this, the bidding is still in cash. As for this Pan Gudan, the local tyrants can wait for it." After the auction is over, find someone from the Wu faction sect to buy it!"

The moderator gave a solution.

"It's almost like this, otherwise we won't have any advantage at all!"

"That's right! The bidding has to be fair, you can't play like this!"

Even if the local tyrants are rich, they are not fools.

One Pangu Pill is 1 yuan, and people from the Wupai Sect can take out millions of them at will. This replacement is not a matter of [-] million or [-] million.

This bidding seems to crowd out the local tyrants.

No one will agree to it.

"Since this is the case, masters of the martial arts sect should use money to bid!" The host rejected the proposal of the martial arts sect's Pangudan bid.

Although there are scattered opinions below, most of them agreed for the sake of the Supreme Rank Ninth Rank Martial Arts.

"Look, don't let it go!" Lu Xiaobei said with a smile.

"It's okay if you don't give up. We have [-] million yuan, which is enough to bid for this supreme-level ninth-grade martial arts book. I just don't know what the last auction item is?" Duan Zijian said thoughtfully.

"I feel that at least it must be something that Pangu Realm needs!" Lu Xiaobei speculated.

"Let's wait and see!" Duan Zijian said nothing more.

An episode is over, and the auction will continue!

"Now the bidding price is 5000 million, everyone can continue to bid!" The host shouted loudly.

"6000 million!"

"8000 million!"

"[-] million!" A local tyrant directly shouted [-] million.

But Shushan Jianzong was deflated.

Zhao Liang lost 2000 million because he bid with Lu Xiaobei for an unusable wooden sword.

Shushan Jianzong participated in the auction this time and prepared a total of 5000 million Pangu pills plus 5000 million in cash. This is almost the limit of Shushan Jianzong.

After careful calculation, the Shushan Sword Sect's capital minus the 2000 million spent by Zhao Liang left only 3000 million cash and 5000 million Pan Gu Dan.

Now that the last lot has not come up, Sanmen is so imposing, and the Yinyang Tomb has not even been sold, even if Shushan Sword Sect has all the assets, it is not enough.

Zhao Liang gritted his teeth with hatred, wishing he could swallow Lu Xiaobei alive.

"When the auction is over, find out which room this kid is in, I will kill him!" Zhao Liang said to Elder Lin Qiu beside him with a ferocious look on his face.

"Shushan Sword Sect will definitely kill Lu Xiaobei!" Lin Qiu also looked ferocious.

Lu Xiaobei chopped up the Lin Hao Sword Pill of the Shushan Sword Sect, and everyone in the Shushan Sword Sect regarded Lu Xiaobei as an enemy, not to mention Zhao Liang's hatred for Lu Xiaobei.

"It caused me to lose my position as the young master of the Yin-Yang Tomb, and now my Shushan Sword Sect has asked me to take a wooden sword that I don't need. Lu Xiaobei, you are looking for your own death!" Zhao Liang's face became more and more ferocious. , whispered to an old man next to Lin Qiu who had been closing his eyes from beginning to end to meditate: "Elder Lin Xia, after the auction is over, kill Lu Xiaobei with all our strength, and the three of us attack together."

Two of the four elders of Shushan Sword Sect came, Lin Qiu and Lin Xia, as well as Lin Dong and Lin Chun to guide the disciples in the sect to practice.

"En!" Elder Lin Xia just nodded lightly.

"Don't worry, suzerain, Elder Lin Xia has practiced hard for 80 years. He is the second master of the Shushan Sword Sect after Lin Hao, the old mound master. Recently, Elder Lin Xia has refined a peerless martial art. This is Lu Xiaobei's death. !” Lin Qiu said.

"Okay, very good!" Zhao Liang was delighted.

Zhao Liang had been preparing for this battle for the Yin-Yang Pool for a long time. Although Shushan Sword Sect also sent disciples to participate in the battle for the Yin-Yang Pool, the main purpose was to kill Lu Xiaobei.

Just when Shushan Sword Sect was discussing to kill Lu Xiaobei, a note was passed to Zhao Liang.

It came from Sanmen.

The note was written on hotel stationery.

Zhao Liang opened the note.

"Sect Master Zhao, after the auction, please go to Room 1002 and let's kill Lu Xiaobei together!" The signature is Zhou Guangping, the leader of Sanmen.

"Haha, Sanmen is going to kill Lu Xiaobei too, God help me!" Zhao Liang replied with a good word and passed the note back.

The auction is still going on. Although Shushan Sword Sect has withdrawn from the competition, the enthusiasm of other bidders is still high.

"[-] million, Pharaoh, we only have [-] million, do we still need this martial arts book?" Lu Xiaobei asked.

"One hundred and sixty million!"

Lu Xiaobei's voice fell to the ground, and some local tyrants raised their prices again.

"The last lot will definitely cost more than 2000 million yuan, but now we have only prepared so much, and I can personally take out [-] million yuan." Duan Zijian said.

"I can sponsor 1000 million!" Shui Manmiao took out a card.

The three of them looked at Kan Dalu, hoping that he would contribute some money to sponsor him.

Kan Dalu lowered his head and whispered, "I only have 1000 yuan!"

"Haha..." Lu Xiaobei was amused by Kan Dalu's cute appearance.

Indeed, Kan Dalu's ability to spend 1000 yuan is already the limit.

He has always lived in a low-class house, and compared with the elders and Shui Manmiao, he has no savings.

Apart from traveling and taking risks, Shui Manmiao will definitely make a lot of money, and she also has some savings over the years.

Not to mention Duan Zijian, as the Chief Pharaoh of the Legal Affairs Pavilion, 2000 million is already very powerful.

"Wait for me to make a call!" Lu Xiaobei lay down under the table and called Beifeng.

"How much money can be allocated in the account?"

After answering the phone, Lu Xiaobei asked.

"Not much, at most 3000 million working capital. We just took over the property of Dawang Village, and we are still calculating the profit. Many places need money..." Beifeng explained.

"Call 3000 million to my card first!" Lu Xiaobei didn't say much, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

After thinking about it, Lu Xiaobei called Long Yimei.

Hexi City is now dominated by the Long family, and the Long family who had recovered their property last time gave Lu Xiaobei tens of millions in rewards alone. It is still okay to ask Long Yimei to borrow some money.

(End of this chapter)