"Five hundred million stones!" Everyone's eyes fell on Taoist Duobao again.

Yuan Liquid is of course precious, but such a small bottle is worth at most more than 100 million Yuan stones. After all, this thing is not like an ancient elixir. One less is used. New Yuan Liquid will be nurtured where it can produce Yuan Liquid.

But this guy actually offered 500 million yuan stone directly! This is Yuan stone. Could it be the sludge on his body and the dust on the roadside?

On the platform, Mu Xiaoyu smiled completely and chuckled: "Master Changshan bid for 500 million yuan in stone, is there anything higher?"

No one answered, just kidding, who could still compete with him for something this guy likes? In the past twenty years, this guy has been the king of the auction house, and he doesn't know how many Yuan stone cards there are in his storage container and how many treasures he has collected.

"Then this bottle of Yuan liquid belongs to Taoist Priest Changshan." Mu Xiaoyu smiled, "Tail Priest Changshan, please come and deliver it."

"No, wait until the final delivery!" Taoist Master Duobao waved his hand and said carelessly.

Mu Xiaoyu nodded with a smile: "Okay! Today, I, Wanxiang Tower, made an exception for Taoist priest."

After saying that, Mu Xiaoyu waved her jade hand, and the thumb-sized jade bottle flew towards the Taoist Master Duobao. Obviously, she knew the style of Taoist Master Duobao and knew that he could not not pay the bill.

The fat Taoist took the jade bottle, nodded slightly, and sat back comfortably.

The first two items sold were all treasures, and Taoist Changshan spent a lot of money to improve everyone's interest.

The third treasure taken out for auction is a small ball, a piece of talisman equipment left in ancient times. Once activated, it can support tea time under the full attack of level six warriors, and is considered a treasure for low-level warriors to save their lives.

This kind of ball is a one-time thing and disappears after one use. There are thirteen balls auctioned. According to Mu Xiaoyu, it was recently obtained by a powerful man from ancient ruins and commissioned the Wanxiang Building to conduct an auction.

Such treasures are useless to high-level warriors, but they are good for low-level warriors. Unfortunately, they can only be used at one time. However, they are also very good treasures and are worth putting them at auction for auction.

Each of this group of treasures starts at a price of tens of millions of stones. What makes people speechless is that in the end, these dozen unknown balls were finally won by Fat Taoist at a price of eighty millions of stones each.

Lin Feng was also a little moved at first, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up. Facing a level 6 warrior, being able to support tea time is useless to him.

If the children of a big family have such things, the time for tea can be enough to make the elders or teachers come to save them. But for Lin Feng, what if he supports tea time? Who will come to save him? The only thing he can rely on is himself.

...

"Bifeng Sword, third-level talisman equipment, starting at 5 million stones."

"Fifty million, I want it!"

...

"I won't talk about the function of the evil demon blood, everyone knows it. The starting price starts at 30 million yuan stone."

"I want it for 300 million yuan!"

...

The auction continued, and on the high platform, Mu Xiaoyu's eyes were circulating, and she was so excited that she almost lost her composure. In the auction hall, everyone's eyes fell on the Taoist Duobao.

Because from beginning to end, he no longer gave anyone a chance. Every item he just took out was sold at a high price of five to ten times the price.

More than 20 items have been auctioned, and all of them were bought by him at a high price. Whether it is elixirs, treasure poisons, or even some rare materials, they were all photographed by the Taoist Duobao.

This guy seems to have no goal at all, he just comes to spend money to play.

Everyone looked at this guy with envy, jealousy and hatred in their eyes, but there was no way, who told them to be rich?

This is an auction house, and what you compare is your wealth. If you don’t have money, you can only stare at me when you look at what you like.

The auction lasted for more than one hundred treasures, and nearly 100 billion yuan of stones were spent from the arms of the Taoist Duobao. Mu Xiaoyu no longer took out the things from the storage container, but clapped his hands gently.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old walked up. Her clothes were extremely thin, wrapped tightly on her body, and her curves were extremely exaggerated.

The girl's eyes were as clear as a child. She walked to Mu Xiaoyu slowly, knelt respectfully on the ground, and whispered: "Greetings to Master!"

Seeing this girl, there was a commotion in the auction hall.

Lin Feng's eyes also shrank slightly and fell on the girl.

"Death Soldier!"

The girl exudes the aura of a second-level warrior, and her appearance is extremely beautiful. Her clean and clear eyes make people feel pity at a glance.

"This is one of the most mysterious auction items in this auction, a dead soldier!" Mu Xiaoyu looked at the girl kneeling at her feet and said with a smile, "I know many adults came for them. There are three auction items we got this time, and this is the first one. I wonder who would like to enter the room with such a little beauty?"

Feng Xiao, the "iceman" who had been silent, finally spoke: "Since there are three dead soldiers, why not let me wait and see together?"

"Yes! What if I take pictures of the front and the back is better?" There were also warriors in the hall clamoring.

"Come on, let everyone take a look, otherwise how can I choose?"

Mu Xiaoyu smiled and nodded: "Okay! That's as you wish."

Mu Xiaoyu patted his hands gently again, and two more walked up. This time, they were a pair of young men and women. After they walked up, they both knelt down next to the first girl.

The boy looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and looked just a half-aged child. He was quite handsome and had the level of a first-level warrior. The girl looked smaller than the boy and was also a first-level warrior.

The two of them knelt on the ground, their expressions on their faces were extremely simple. When they saw so many people sitting below, they seemed a little scared and timidly approached the larger girl.

In the hall, there were unscrupulous eyes looking at the three of them, and at the same time, there was a burst of discussion in each private room.

"This is the three dead soldiers who arrived this time. The source is absolutely safe. They were all captured in the sect war and their family has been destroyed. After buying them back, there will definitely be no future troubles." Mu Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Feng Xiao frowned and said, "That means, they are not the kind of dead soldiers they have trained since childhood, but the dead soldiers who have been forcibly transformed?"

Mu Xiaoyu nodded and said, "That's natural. The kind of dead warriors I have trained since childhood will only be auctioned after the strength of a third-level warrior. It takes a long time for us to auction one of such a warriors. After all, there are very few such dead warriors. Our Taiyi City Wanxiang Tower is just a branch of the Wanxiang Tower, and it is not easy to get one."

Xue Nu looked at the three young men and women kneeling on the platform, her face turned pale, and she grabbed Lin Feng's hand vigorously.

Lin Feng looked at the platform and his mind was slightly shocked.

From Mr. Zhuang, he knew that the dead soldiers were divided into two categories. One was to be captured by the enemy and sent to Huangliang Pavilion to be transformed into a dead soldiers. The other was to Huangliang Pavilion searching for young children with excellent appearance and talent everywhere in the mainland, and after teaching them to become strong, they would then take them back to Huangliang Pavilion to be transformed into a dead soldiers.

Xuenu belongs to the first category, and Ye Ling'er he is looking for should belong to the second category.

In comparison, the second type of dead men were selected by Huangliang Pavilion, so the price was naturally even higher.

"Actually, the appearance of the three of them is comparable to those dead soldiers who have been trained since childhood. The only difference is the strength. But you guys are probably not buying these warriors to protect themselves!" Mu Xiaoyu said with a smile, "Are you all so obedient?"

"Tell me the price!" Feng Xiao said coldly.

"This person's name is Xiaoru, and the starting price is 50 million yuan." Mu Xiaoyu pointed to the fifteen-year-old girl and said.

He pointed to the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy again, and Mu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "This one, Xiao Wu, starts at a price of 100 million yuan."

Finally, he pointed to the smaller girl, and Mu Xiaoyu chuckled and said, "Xiaoshuang is the most obedient, and the starting price is also 100 million yuan."

"Now, the auction of Xiaoru starts with a starting price of 50 million yuan, and each increase of no less than one million yuan stones. Everyone can bid!"

As he said that, Mu Xiaoyu's gaze looked at the Duobao Taoist Chang Shan with a little enthusiasm.

The Taoist Duobao chewed the fruits and said, "Don't look at me, I won't buy them three. I will never do such unethical things in the future!"

Mu Xiaoyu's face sluggishly, thinking that in the past, Taoist Duobao liked to collect dead soldiers of this age the most. What's wrong with this today?

"Changshan, you have to keep your word!" Feng Xiao looked at the fat Taoist and said coldly.

"Tsk!" The fat Taoist curled his lips and ignored him.

Mu Xiaoyu felt a little disappointed, sighed in her heart, and a warm smile appeared on her face: "The starting price of 50 million yuan stones, is there any higher?"

"Sixty million yuan stone." A level six warrior waited for a moment and couldn't help but speak.

"Seventy million yuan stone!" Someone started, and naturally someone responded. After all, this is a dead soldier, a second-level warrior, and he is of great beauty. Who doesn't want to buy a house to earn it?

"Ninety million stones!"

"One hundred million stone!" Yan Qingmei spoke this time.

"Yan Qingmei, what can you do if this girl wants?" Feng Xiao looked at Yan Qingmei and smiled coldly.

"Don't worry, you dirty guy!" Yan Qingmei glanced at Feng Xiao coldly.

"What did you say?" Feng Xiao's face changed.

"You and your master are both dirty guys. Am I wrong?" Yan Qingmei smiled sarcastically.

Feng Xiao glared at Yan Qingmei with an ugly face and sat down in disappointment.

Although this is Taiyi City and the territory of Taiyi Sect, he can't do anything about this famous woman. Yan Qingmei's literary reputation is far-reaching, and many brothers in Taiyi Sect are obsessed with it. Even the eldest brother Du Chong is her admirer. How can he afford to offend such a woman?
Chapter completed!