Chapter 486: Buddhist Treasure
"The auction of the most precious treasure of Buddhism, a string of Qingtan Buddha beads, has officially begun. The reserve price of this item is 500 high-grade spiritual stones. Each bid must be increased by at least 100 high-grade spiritual stones. There is no limit to the amount. Please bid if you are interested." The auctioneer said loudly.
"One thousand high-grade spiritual stones." Monk Zihuan, who was sitting in front, couldn't wait to shout out his bid.
The first bid doubled, which made the experienced auctioneer startled. Then he pointed at Monk Zihuan and said, "VIP No. 1, bid 1,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Are there any other VIPs who want to bid?"
"One thousand five hundred high-grade spiritual stones." A woman's crisp voice came from the second floor of the pavilion.
The woman was wearing a light blue long gown and a bamboo hat. The scarf hanging from the edge of the bamboo hat was also light blue. The whole person's dress was the same color as the Qingtan Buddha beads. It seemed that she came here specifically for this treasure.
"VIP No. 18, the bid has reached 1,500 high-grade spiritual stones." The deacon immediately said loudly.
"Hmm?" Monk Zihuan questioned, turned his head and looked at the source of the quotation. Seeing the woman's dress, the two thick eyebrows on her brow bone were piled into one line. She curled her lips and immediately re-quoted: "Two thousand high-grade spirit stones."
"VIP No. 1 bids two thousand high-grade spirit stones." The deacon said loudly.
"Two thousand five hundred high-grade spirit stones." The woman quoted the price again slowly.
Without waiting for the deacon to speak, Monk Zihuan decisively said loudly: "Three thousand high-grade spirit stones."
"Okay, three thousand high-grade spirit stones, VIP No. 1 bids again." The deacon added immediately.
The woman on the pavilion still quoted the price slowly: "Three thousand five hundred high-grade spirit stones."
In this way, the auction price was called up to ten thousand high-grade spirit stones by the two.
Logically speaking, the same level of treasures, in ordinary auctions in Zhongyuan Continent, the transaction price is about ten thousand high-grade spirit stones. This time, the "Buddha Blessing Pavilion" auctioned the Qingtan Buddha beads with a reserve price of five hundred high-grade spirit stones, which is indeed a very low price. The original intention was to use low prices as a gimmick to promote the reputation of the Buddha's Blessing Pavilion. Attract more customers. There are other fire-proof treasures for sale in the store, but their appearance is not as good as the Qingtan Buddha beads.
Before other participants in the auction had time to shout out their bids, the price of the treasure had already risen to their psychological price. The people who originally coveted the treasures were inevitably a little overwhelmed, and no one dared to confidently shout out their bids.
In this way, the auction of this treasure became a drama between Monk Zihuan and the woman dressed in light blue.
As expected, neither of them had the intention of giving up. After repeated confirmation by the auction deacon, the bid quickly rose to 15,000 high-grade spirit stones, and Monk Zihuan still shouted the highest price.
At this time, sweat drops appeared on Monk Zihuan's bald head. Obviously, 15,000 high-grade spirit stones were already the limit for him.
The masked woman on the second floor of the pavilion seemed to be stumped by the offer of Monk Zihuan. She hesitated for a while and never shouted out a higher offer.
After all, in an auction, the final result depends on the spiritual stones in one's storage bag. In a sense, spiritual stones are the most powerful magic weapon in the world of cultivation, especially in auctions.
"How can this Monk Zihuan be so rich? Did he get some treasure?"
"A full 15,000 high-quality spiritual stones, even for the famous cultivation families on Zhongyuan Continent, it is a considerable fortune."
"Where did this bald monk get so much incense money?"
"It is possible that this thick-browed monk is a monk during the day and a bandit at night, otherwise how can he be so valuable?"
"Is there a spiritual stone mine at the foot of Zihuan Mountain that Monk Zihuan has monopolized?"
Other people participating in the auction were surprised by Monk Zihuan's high bid without thinking, and they all speculated wildly.
"15,000 high-grade spirit stones for one time, are there any other VIPs who want to bid?" After the auctioneer finished speaking, he paused deliberately, and his eyes swept towards the direction of the second-floor pavilion, and fell on the woman in the green shirt with her face covered.
The woman's face was hidden under the curtain of the bamboo hat, so people could not see her expression, but at this moment, she held a pair of white fists in front of her chest, unable to hide her disappointment.
Seeing that no one answered, the auctioneer shouted again: "This VIP No. 1 bids 15,000 high-grade spirit stones, the second time."
His tone paused again, and the auctioneer looked at everyone one by one again.
After a long while, the auction venue was still silent.
"Qingtan Buddhist beads, 15,000 high-grade spirit stones, this VIP No. 1 bids, the third time." The auctioneer finally confirmed and pointed to the monk Zihuan sitting in the front row.
At this time, the monk Zihuan had two thick eyebrows raised high, like two excited black cats, as if they were about to jump out of his forehead.
"Hehe, I've said before that this treasure is what I, Monk Zihuan, must get." Monk Zihuan was overjoyed and raised the No. 1 sign in his hand again, waiting for the final confirmation of the auctioneer.
At this moment, a crisp, young man's voice sounded from a corner of the auction venue.
"30,000 top-grade spirit stones." There was no other reason, the person who bid was Xu Yang.
The voice was clear and loud, like a red sun shining on everyone present, showing the vitality that it was mine.
Monk Zihuan couldn't believe his ears, and his expression was frozen there, his two thick eyebrows were one high and one low, like a banana leaf broken by wind and rain, twisted and ugly.
"Please ask the distinguished guest who bids to raise his sign. He is guest No. 23. Guest No. 23 bids 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones." The auction deacon confirmed in a quick tone, with a very satisfied look on his face. After all, the price of 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones also made the shop a lot of money.
After hearing the confirmation voice of the auction deacon, Monk Zihuan turned his head suddenly. The sweat on his bald head quickly evaporated, steaming, and his eyes were like swords. He glared at Xu Yang fiercely. .
Xu Yang ignored it at all, his expression unchanged.
"Where did this prodigal son come from? Or does this person also know the details of this treasure? Thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones, monk, I really can't come up with so many spiritual stones. Humph! Don't think that this treasure belongs to you just because you took it. "Monk Zihuan was angry and anxious, cursing in his heart.
Other candidates participating in the auction were also attracted by Xu Yang's exaggerated offer. Seeing that the bidder was just a young man with a gentle appearance and wearing light green clothes, he couldn't help but marvel.
"The second generation of rich people must be the second generation of rich people."
"I don't know if he is the heirloom of any top family."
"The price is 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones, which is enough to open a small sect."
"Not only is this man generous with his actions, but he is also very talented. He is really enviable."
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"This is the first time I've received 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones."
"Thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones for the second time."
"Thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones for the third time. The last chance. Is there any VIP who offers a higher price?"
No matter how the auction manager confirmed, the entire auction venue was always silent.
What is certain is that among the thirty people present at the auction, except for Xu Yang, no one has more than thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones.
"Congratulations to distinguished guest No. 23 for receiving a green sandalwood Buddhist bead. This auction has concluded successfully."
Xu Yang stepped forward generously and handed the twenty-three number in his hand to the auction deacon.
"Sir, please follow me to another room and deliver the 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones you just bid for in the auction. After that, you can personally inspect the goods and take away the green sandalwood beads."
Under the leadership of the auction deacon, Xu Yang came to a secret room next to him.
In the secret room, there were two tall guardians wearing black robes with serious expressions on their faces. They seemed to be at least at the Yuanhun realm.
Xu Yang generously took out a bag of spirit stones and handed it over.
The gray-robed deacon took the bag of spirit stones with both hands. After confirming it carefully, he handed the bag of spirit stones to the two black-robed guardians for inspection. They both nodded with satisfaction.
"It is indeed a full thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones."
"The appearance is perfect, it is undoubtedly a top-grade spiritual stone."
Seeing that the spirit stone was correct, the auction manager said with a smile, "Master, please inspect the goods."
Xu Yang opened the wooden box with his own hands and suddenly saw thousands of green lights. The unique charm of the magic weapon came to his face like a freehand landscape.
"It's a green sandalwood Buddha bead, I'll accept it." With that said, Xu Yang closed the lid of the wooden box and put it away.
"Congratulations to the young master for obtaining this treasure as expected. I also wish the young master to use the power of this treasure to successfully pass through the glazed fire path." The auction manager said politely.
After speaking, Xu Yang's previous deposit of one hundred spirit stones was returned together.
"Thank you. If I don't have anything else to do, I'll take my leave." Xu Yang turned around and left.
Just after taking a few steps, I suddenly heard the deacon behind me say: "Sir, wait a minute."
Hearing this, Xu Yang stopped, turned around and asked doubtfully: "What else is there?"
The deacon said with a smile: "I dare to remind you, the glazed fire path is still very strong at the moment. The green sandalwood Buddha beads are good, but if you want to pass through the glazed fire path safely, you still have to wait for a few days, and wait for the magic fire in the glazed fire path to regenerate. The lower it is, the safer it will be.”
Xu Yang cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for the kind reminder."
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After getting the treasure he wanted, Xu Yang left the shop under the escort of the deacon.
Not far away, Xu Yang found that two people were secretly following him. With Xu Yang's strong mental power, he could immediately tell from the fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from those two people that one of them was Monk Zihuan. The other person was the woman in blue shirt whose face was covered.
"In the market, it's better for you two not to cause trouble. The Merchant Alliance is very strict about this. At the least, your cultivation will be abolished, and at worst, you will be killed on the spot." Xu Yang deliberately transmitted the message.
After saying that, he walked away gracefully.
After Xu Yang's figure disappeared into the crowd, a monk with thick eyebrows in a bright red cassock appeared from behind a door near where he had stayed.
"Although this boy seems to be only in the True Alchemy Realm, his consciousness and spiritual power are not inferior to mine. There are many deacons in the merchant alliance in this city. If they cause trouble, they are asking for trouble. But if something goes wrong Don't blame Monk for being ruthless in this city," Monk Zihuan said fiercely as he looked in the direction where Xu Yang disappeared.
After a while, Monk Zihuan identified the direction and disappeared into the crowd.
At this time, the woman in green shirt who covered her face with a bamboo hat also came out from behind a stall.
"The green sandalwood Buddha beads must not fall into the wrong hands. I have secretly left a trace of soul-chasing incense on the box containing the treasure. As long as the treasure is not taken out, don't try to escape from under my nose." Then. The woman whispered.
Then, the woman half-lifted the gauze covering her face, revealing her sharp mandible, which was as white as a lotus root. She made a magic spell on the wing of her nose with her fingertips. Then he straightened the bamboo hat on his head with both hands, covered his face again, and followed Xu Yang in the direction where he just disappeared.