Chapter 187 Kungunir
"Welcome everyone to participate in the 160th Zhongzhou Crystal Auction. I am today's host army." A host wearing a tuxedo appeared in the hall surrounded by boxes, but he was not seen holding props such as a microphone , The clear and standard voice spread throughout the entire corner of the auction house.

Wang Luo looked at the host with great interest.

"This Zhongzhou Crystal Co., Ltd. is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Just this ordinary host has the strength of a lower class." Wang Luo looked at the host.

Then, the welcoming lady brought up a delicate little box and placed it on the stage in the middle of the stage.

"This is the Qingping Pill left by the Qingping Immortal He Bufan 150 years ago. Now there is only this bottle of Qingping Pill left on the market. There are [-] pills in total. As a unit, start bidding, the base price is [-] wafers, and each bid must not be lower than [-] wafers."

The host pointed to the exquisite little porcelain bottle on the table and said passionately.

Wang Luo did not expect that the first auction item would be the elixir exclusive to Wang Wei's master.

Wang Wei once told him that the Qingping Pill refined by He Bufan was specially refined for his original creation of the Beast King Realm mental method.

If it is an ordinary person, or a cultivator who cultivates other mental methods, this elixir is only a better healing elixir.

but!

If a cultivator in the Beast King realm takes this pill, then it is not an exaggeration to describe it as bringing the dead back to life.

Even if you only have one breath left, as long as you take this elixir, certain ingredients in it can make you hold your last breath.

Then, you run the Beast King Realm mental method, and the other ingredients in this elixir can repair your body at an extremely fast speed under the drive of the mental method.

In this aspect, it can also be seen how talented He Bufan was back then.

Other people's exercises are either learned from the predecessors, or they are repaired, with the goal of how to absorb the spiritual energy of the world more efficiently, even if they have created a mental method.

But not everyone has created such an astonishing mental method like Qingping Immortal He Bufan.

But now, this bottle is very likely to be the last bottle of Qinglian Pill in the world, and the auction starts with only a reserve price of [-] wafers.

Wang Luo secretly clenched his fists, even if it was for Wang Wei, he would definitely take this bottle of medicine.

"The auction begins!" The host said, marking the beginning of the first auction.

"One thousand and five wafers!"

The moment the voice landed, someone called out the offer.

"One thousand and seven wafers!"

"One thousand and nine wafers!"

Soon, there was an endless stream of quotations from the surrounding private rooms.

Wang Luo put a piece of mutton into his mouth, and waited for the quotations around him to reach [-] wafers, before he calmly put his greasy mouth in front of the microphone.

"Ten thousand wafers."

"Ten thousand wafers! 230 VIP No. [-] called out a high price of ten thousand wafers!"

The auctioneer was a little surprised, he did not expect such a high premium for the first collection.

"Ten thousand wafers once!"

"Twice for [-] wafers!"

"Ten thousand wafers three times!"

There is no suspense, after all, the premium of this product is too serious, no one will waste precious money on this bottle of ordinary pills.

"Congratulations to the owner of No. 230 No. [-] for our first auction item tonight!" The auctioneer made a final decision, and then started the auction of the second auction item.

"The second item is a spear made by the dwarves. This spear was personally crafted by Heiyan, the previous patriarch of the dwarves, in 30 years. It claims to be able to break through all the body protection skills, and it is indestructible! The gun! The name Kungunir!"

The auctioneer said passionately. At the same time, two attendants came up with a long gun covered with a red cloth and placed it on the table.

The auctioneer pulled away the red cloth directly, and a strangely shaped spear appeared in front of everyone.

There is a big hole in the middle of the blade of this long spear, but the tip of the spear looks extremely sharp.

"I don't know how this gun compares to my corner gun or Liquan gun?"

When Wang Luo saw this gun, he couldn't move his eyes away.

"Kungunier, the reserve price is [-] wafers, and each bid is no less than [-] wafers!" The auctioneer roared.

"[-] wafers!" Wang Luo didn't bother to wait for other people to bid, and directly called out his first offer.

"The boss of Room 230 at [-] called out a high price of [-] wafers! Is there any other boss!"

The auctioneer was a little surprised. The owner of No. 230 No. [-] was not on the list of local tyrants he had prepared in advance. He had never expected his sudden emergence.

"Seventy thousand wafers!"

Another voice sounded coldly.

"The boss of Box 140 at [-] called out [-] wafers! [-]!"

Wang Luo chuckled.

"One hundred thousand wafers!"

money?Sorry, after coming to Zhongzhou City, money is really just a number to him.

"The owner of Room 230 at [-] offered [-] wafers!"

With just three quotations, the spear with a base price of [-] wafers rose wildly to [-] wafers.

In fact, it's not that the value of this gun is not worth this amount, it's just that among the cultivators on the mainland, there are very few people who repair guns, and most of them practice swords or Qi.

It's not that there are no gun repairers, but one out of a thousand cultivators is not bad.

Obviously, Wang Luo and the boss of Box 140, [-], are gun repairers.

"11 wafers."

Just as the auctioneer was about to report the count, another voice came from another box.

"Box No. 50! The owner of Box No. 50 called out a price of 11 wafers!"

"20 wafers!"

Wang Luo stood up, looked at the spear on the stage, his eyes were full of certainty.

"The boss of Room 230, 20, shouted out a price of [-] wafers!" The auctioneer was going crazy, and this offer was already twenty times the reserve price!

"21! No matter how much he pays, I'm still [-] higher than him."

It was still the voice of the boss of box NO.50.

"The owner of box No. 50 bids 21 wafers!"

"Hehe!" Wang Luo leaned over the microphone and laughed.

In the box next to it, there was a burst of laughter soon. It was obvious that everyone else was looking forward to Wang Luo's next offer, to see if he could slap the boss in box No. 50 hard in the face.

"You go out, anyway, I'm just 50 higher than you." The voice of the boss of the NO.[-] box came out, and the voice was full of disdain.

"Really? What if you don't have enough money?" Wang Luo asked curiously into the microphone.

"I don't have to worry about whether I have enough money, you can bid." The owner of the NO.50 box said casually.

"Okay, I've made an offer, 100 million wafers." Wang Luo said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

 There will be two changes today, there will be guests in the evening, and five changes will resume tomorrow~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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