City: the Beginning is a Copycat of Lei Bi

"77 taels!"

"800,000 taels!"

The price continued to rise again, and soon approached the 1 million tael mark.

By this time.

Bidding slowed down noticeably.

After all, it is only a half-step spiritual weapon, not a real spiritual weapon. Even if there is a slight possibility of promotion, no one can be sure how long it will take.

A few extra 100,000 taels to blog is already the limit.

Further up the premium is even more.

Then it's not worth it at all.

At last.

The price of this half-step spirit artifact stayed at 130,000 taels, and the people in the wing room got it.

"They're all rich people!"

Lin Yang sighed.

Now Yuanzong can take out less than 2 million silver.

Now, a half-step spiritual weapon has almost captured Yuan Zong's family fortune.

At first he thought he was rich.

Now, after comparing it, I suddenly woke up.

turn out to be--

He is still poor.

Looking at the millions of taels of silver in the storage ring, Lin Yang is not quite calm now.

Originally according to his idea.

This amount of money is more than enough to take down those two martial arts.

But looking at the current situation, if a local tyrant intervenes, whether the million taels of silver is enough is still a problem.

With the success of the auction of a half-step spiritual weapon.

The auction has entered a new climax.

With the auction of each item and the price of each transaction, Lin Yang only felt that his heart was being attacked by rich people all the time.

Finally he came to a conclusion.

Among the people present.

If it is poorer, no one is his opponent.

After the auction of an item was over, Lin Yang's spirit was shocked, and his eyes were watching the movement of the auction house through the window screen.

I saw another tulle woman handing over a sandalwood box about one foot long.

After Yue Shihong took the box, he immediately said in a loud voice: "As we all know, apart from the creation of spiritual weapons by heaven and earth, only the master casting masters with excellent means are qualified to forge unparalleled spiritual weapons.

Now in the hands of the old man, there is a casting method, the grade is as high as the low-rank of the spiritual rank, anyone who gets it has the opportunity to become a casting master of a generation.

Now the starting price is 50,000 taels of silver, and each increase must not be less than 10,000 taels! "

The scene was suddenly silent, completely devoid of previous passion.

Yue Shihong was smiling, but he was also a little embarrassed inside.

If it is other low-level martial arts of the spiritual rank, let alone five taels, even if it is 500,000 taels, there will definitely be a large number of people vying to bid.

Can be biased.

This is a kind of martial art that belongs to casting.

Anyone can know.

Casting and alchemy are two big pits in the practice world.

If you want to achieve something, you must continuously invest in resources. Such investment is far from being able to replace the value of one or two martial arts.

even.

An aristocratic family or a sect may not necessarily be able to cultivate alchemy masters and casting masters with all their wealth.

If you can't become a master figure.

Even if it is cultivated, it is of no use.

There used to be a sect that spent tens of millions of taels of silver, and in the end only cultivated a middle-grade alchemist, who could only refine elixirs suitable for entering the martial arts realm.

At last.

That sect has directly declined, and until now it has been wiped out by everyone.

Something like this example.

It can be found everywhere in the practice world.

So a casting method is not a question of 50,000 taels of silver, but a question of spending a lot of money to fill the big hole after it is photographed.

Just when Yue Shihong was about to speak to break the embarrassing silence.

a voice.

It directly broke the silence of the scene.

"60,000 taels!"

When the voice came out, many people looked at a certain wing.

They all want to be worthy, which side is so confident that it dares to take down a big hole in the practice world.

Unfortunately.

With screens blocking them, they couldn't see anything.

"60,000 taels once!"

"60,000 taels twice!"

"make a deal!"

Yue Shihong saw that no one was asking for any more bids, so he simply ended the bidding.

Then began the auction of the next item.

in the room.

There was a smile on the corner of Lin Yang's mouth, 60,000 taels of silver won a low-level spiritual-level casting method, which had to be said to be completely beyond his expectations.

He didn't expect it either.

This kind of thing is completely undesired.

Looking at the remaining [-] taels.

There won't be any major problems with the next Tianqing Danlu...  

Followed by.

Yue Shihong also started the auction of the next item. The starting price of the Tianqing Danlu was also 50,000 taels, perhaps because of the middle-grade spirit grade.

Not long after the auction started this time, someone called for a bid.

Lin Yang sat still, allowing others to raise prices a little bit.

Wait until about the same time.

He said directly: "100,000 taels of silver!"

"150,000 taels!"

Soon, another voice overshadowed his bid.

"200,000 taels!"

Suddenly being covered by someone, Lin Yang's face was also a little ugly. Looking outside through the window screen, the voice came from another wing.

What do you mean?

Could it be that no one wants the casting method before, but now someone wants to fight for the alchemy method?

Look at the silver taels of the storage ring.

Lin Yang was sure, and continued to bid: "21 taels!"

"300,000 taels!"

"31 taels!"

"400,000 taels!"

boom! !

Anger piled up on Lin Yang's face, and he slapped the table heavily with his palm.

What does the other party mean by this!

It was obvious that money was used to pressure him!

Thinking of him, Sect Master Qin, who has been in the world of practice for so long, he has never been despised by others in terms of money.

In another wing.

A middle-aged man sat there with an old man.

The middle-aged man was dressed luxuriously, with a thick jasper finger on each thumb, and laughed at the old man beside him.

"Mr. Gu can rest assured. When it comes to money or strength, the Jiuchuan Sect has never been afraid of anyone. This time, the Tianqing Danlu must be in your pocket."

"With Sect Master Li here, I naturally believe it." Old Gu also had a faint smile on his face.

at this time.

In the other side room, Lin Yang forcibly suppressed his anger, and continued to shout: "41 taels!"