I'm Really a Villain!

When Jue Tianzong was wiped out before, and other forces successively.

Because the Najie couldn't hold it, Xu Zimo simply threw it into the world of true destiny.

He doesn't usually use these, so he always ignores them.

Not to mention anything else for the time being, just Jue Tianzong, a sect with one sect and two emperors, has an astronomical amount of spirit crystals left behind.

……

When everyone arrived, there was a sound of "Bah, Bah, Bah!" from the high platform.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a bulge on the top of the platform, and something slowly rose up from it.

An old man in a bright red robe walked over from the side.

The old man was full of energy and his face was flushed.

The voice was slightly shocked and said: "Old man Wan Shiyuan, people who often participate in our Wanjia auctions should know me.

But let me briefly introduce myself, the old man is the auctioneer of today's auction.

Let me say a few points in advance, let's get to the front with the ugly words.

The auction will be paid with one hand and delivered with the other. As long as there is no quality problem with any auctioned item, no return under any conditions will be accepted. "

After the red-robed old man finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the cover on the high platform in front of him was opened.

A bright red fruit lay in it.

"The first auction item, Dragon Scale Fruit.

This is the best choice for tempering the body, no matter if it is a pulse practitioner below Tianfu, or there is a junior who has just stepped into the practice at home.

All these dragon scale fruits are worth buying. The starting price is ten spirit crystals, and the price increase cannot be less than ten yuan each time. "

As soon as he finished speaking, someone raised a placard and shouted: "Twenty spirit crystals."

"I'll offer fifty dollars."

……

In the end, this Dragon Scale Fruit was auctioned off by a pulse hunter for a hundred spirit crystals.

The others didn't fight either, not because they didn't have money, but mainly because they were worth the price.

Unless you really like it, everyone won't be so stupid as to spill too much into the auction.

"This second auction item is a pulse technique of Bengbei Palm.

The palm is like a stele of the sky, and the fist smashes mountains and rivers. The starting price is fifty spirit crystals, and the price will not be less than fifty each time. "

As the old man's voice fell, the people below had already started looting.

The person in charge of the Wanjia's auction is very smart. The order of their auctions is first the small and then the big, basically the most expensive ones are at the back.

And these cheap items are also very particular.

Neither the Dragon Scale Fruit nor the Bending Stele Palm are considered valuable items.

But it belongs to the type of scarcity after all, those big people look down on it, but many ordinary people like it.

In short, the items auctioned here are basically scarce.

……

As items were auctioned off one by one, most of the money on people's bodies was almost exhausted.

The red-robed old man knocked on the iron gong on the high platform, and said loudly: "The item that will be auctioned next is a bit special."

With a big wave of his hand, a bell-shaped object appeared on the high platform.

"This is what we obtained in the battlefield of gods and demons, and it is full of strong power of gods.

It's just that the bell is broken and useless. We will auction it, so we don't guarantee its quality.

A low price of one hundred spirit crystals, every price increase is optional. "

After hearing the words of the old man in red, there was a sudden silence.

"These dilapidated things dare to be auctioned. They are crazy about money."

Someone whispered.

"Then no one is forcing you to buy it. If you miss it, it's up to you to choose."

"I bought one hundred spirit crystals," a man's voice came from the corner room on the second floor.

"One Hundred Spirit Crystals, is there anyone else who wants to compete?" the red-robed old man continued to ask.

"Although we can't detect this bell, if there is any miraculous effect, it won't lose a few hundred spirit crystals."

"Two hundred spirit crystals."

"Three hundred spirit crystals."

Hearing the old man's words, some people on the second floor also shouted casually.

"One thousand spirit crystals," Xu Zimo put the sign outside and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, some people who originally had the idea of ​​trying it didn't bother to argue.

But at the corner of the first floor, a woman wearing a bamboo hat stood there, still raising the price.

"One thousand and one hundred spirit crystals."

"Two thousand spirit crystals," Xu Zimo said again.

"Two thousand and one hundred spirit crystals." The woman in the bamboo hat was still increasing the price.

"Ten thousand spirit crystals," Xu Zimo said casually, waving his hands.

"You're crazy, what are you doing with [-] spirit crystals for a piece of junk?" Lin Feng next to him finally couldn't help but stop.

"Why do you care so much, didn't daddy say that I have a million spirit crystals.

You just have to pay," Xu Zimo said lightly.

As Xu Zimo's voice fell, the woman in the bamboo hat on the first floor seemed to quiet down.

Considering the pros and cons of it.

Chapter 628

After thinking for a while, the woman in the bamboo hat finally opened her mouth to offer: "Ten thousand and one hundred spirit crystals."

"It's just such a broken bell, what's there to fight for?" The people below commented suspiciously.

"Could it be that there are some secrets in it?"

The people on the first floor don't have much money, and the people on the second floor have items they want to auction.

So if the price is too high, naturally you don't want to waste spirit crystals on other items.

"Twenty thousand spirit crystals," Xu Zimo said without thinking when he heard the woman in the bamboo hat.

"The young master of the wing room of the Zhuzi shop offered [-] spirit crystals, does anyone want to increase the price?" The red-robed old man said with a smile.

I thought it was just a broken thing, but I didn't expect to have a surprise.

The woman in the bamboo hat was completely silent this time.

"Then it's a deal. The bell of the battlefield of gods and demons belongs to the young master in the wing room of the bamboo shop."

After a while, a maid brought in the bell with a tray.

According to the rules of the auction, it must be paid with one hand and delivered with the other.

Xu Zimo looked at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng paid [-] spirit crystals with an embarrassed face.

Originally, he thought that Xu Zimo wouldn't need these spirit crystals, so he could take advantage of the opportunity to auction off the items for the Nine Heavens Festival for himself.

It's a pity that judging from the current situation, whether one million spirit crystals is enough is another matter.

Xu Zimo took the bell and observed it in his hand.

The size of this bell is no different from that of ordinary bells. The whole body is dark brown, and some places on it have been rusted and the paint has peeled off. It looks very old.

The inner bell spring is a round thing like a small stone, which can make a slight sound when it is shaken slightly in the hand.

There is nothing special about this bell. If others don't say that it was brought out from the battlefield of gods and demons, it may not be as good as an ordinary bell.

"What's the use of this bell?" Jiang Changsheng asked from the side.

"I can't see it yet," Xu Zimo shook his head.

He didn't feel any energy in the bell.

"It's just a pile of scrap metal, what's the use for it," Lin Feng said from the side.

"Is there any use for you to tell me here?" Xu Zimo asked back.

"I won't tell you, when the time comes, you will explain to your father when you go back," Lin Feng replied.

……

The auction on the first floor is still going on, and more and more items are being auctioned.

As time went on, the auction price became higher and higher.

Finally, when the red-robed old man took out a purple flower, Lin Feng became serious.

This purple flower is only as big as a palm, with six petals in total, and many Sanskrit sounds are engraved on each petal.

After staring at Zihua for a long time, it seems that the whisper of Sanskrit can be heard in my ears.

"Tianzhu flower, the unique flower of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple," the red-robed old man explained with a smile.

"This flower will grow only after half a year in the Buddhist temple, and it can kill evil spirits, purify the heart, and protect the body.

It is very rare and rare, and has a terrifying ability to understand Buddhist exercises and pulse techniques.

The starting price is [-] million spirit crystals, and each increase should not be less than [-]. "

As the red-robed old man's voice fell, the crowd around him began to offer quotations one after another.