Chapter 37

Compared with the crowds in the hall, the private room on the second floor is undoubtedly much quieter.

From the window of the private room, if you look up a little, you can see the auction table clearly.

It is not so easy for the people below to see the environment in the private room.

"Lin Gongzi, this is the private room for you. If there is nothing else, I will go down first."

The steward brought Lin Yun to the private room and smiled politely.

"Wait a minute, are you still accepting photos?"

Lin Yun stopped the other party and asked softly.

"Of course, but it depends on what it is. The value is not high, but it won't be on the auction table."

The steward still smiled politely, but seeing that he was not attentive, he obviously did not think that Lin Yun could come up with many valuable treasures.

"Uh, I don't know how much this thing is worth. This is the horn of the leader of a golden bull, can you help me see it?"

Lin Yun took out the horn and handed it to the other party.

In order to break out of desperation that day, he punched the leader of the golden bull, and escaped from death.

As for the value of the horns, he really didn't know.

"The horns of the golden bull's leader?"

The black-clothed steward's eyes lit up, and he said solemnly: "I see, it's really the bull's horn! Generally, the bull's horn can't be so huge, the whole is almost two meters, and its hardness and sharpness are obviously higher than those of other golden bulls. Much stronger."

To be able to manage the auction house, eyesight is naturally essential.

"Young Master Lin, these bulls have always been dispatched in groups, and few people dare to provoke them. How did you hunt them!"

After confirming that it was the leader's horns, the look of surprise in the eyes of the black-clothed steward could not be concealed.

Lin Yun didn't answer, and said calmly: "It seems that the value is good, then you can help me send the photo."

"Okay, I'll go down and prepare. Young Master Lin, please let me know if you need anything."

Seeing that Lin Yun made an extraordinary move, the black-clothed steward immediately put away his previous contempt and stepped back with great respect.

Lin Yun watched his words and expressions, and he was naturally clear about the change in his attitude towards the steward.

But I didn't care, seeing that the auction hasn't started yet.

Immediately, he took out four low-grade spirit stones, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and the Pure Yang Gong slowly operated.

The domineering pure Yang Gong greedily absorbs the rich spiritual energy in the spirit stone, and the third-level pure Yang Gong can break through at any time.

After half an hour, the four low-grade spirit stones in his hand were completely consumed.

It became a waste stone without any aura fluctuations, and was placed aside at will.

Lin Yun looked up, and at some point in time on the auction stage, there were many beautiful women with a graceful figure and a plump figure.

"Hello everyone, the little girl is Qiu Lan, the auctioneer of this auction, and everyone can call me Sister Lan. Welcome to this auction, and I will serve you wholeheartedly."

His body is hot, his brows and eyes are smiling, like a burning fire.

When the voice fell, he bent down slightly, revealing a large dazzling whiteness, and the atmosphere of the entire auction hall became hot in an instant.

"Sister Lan, let's get started, we can't wait!"

"Yes, yes, hurry up."

It seems that there is something in the words, Qiu Lan smiled lightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will announce the first auction item of this auction."

Whoa!

She stretched out her hand, and the fire-red curtain of the auction platform was lifted, revealing a blood-colored elixir.

"There is a blood-changing pill that is comparable to the quality of the sect. There is no need to say much about the value of the blood-changing pill. Everyone knows it. The starting price is 500 low-grade spirit stones, and the bidding starts now!"

Anything that is first shot will never be the most amazing, but it must be able to attract people's attention.

As a warm-up thing, it is indeed just right to take the blood-turning pill as the first shot.

Lin Yun kept an eye on it. He never had too many Blood Transformation Pills, so he could compete.

"Five hundred and fifty!"

"Six hundred!"

"Seven hundred and fifty!"

...

"A thousand pieces!"

After a while, the price of this Blood Transformation Pill doubled.

At the price of a thousand low-grade spirit stones, the scene began to quiet down a little, and the price was already very expensive.

It is not so easy for someone who can take out a thousand low-grade spirit stones at will.

"One thousand two!"

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yun offered a price of 1,2002.

Many times, even if you have spirit stones, you can't buy Blood Transformation Pill, so it's better not to miss the opportunity to buy it.

Directly adding two hundred more low-grade spirit stones will immediately make many people who hesitate to increase the price choose to give up.

"Once, twice... One thousand two hundred three times, deal!"

Qiu Lan looked in the direction of Lin Yun, winked like a flower, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to this friend in the private room on the second floor, taking the picture of the blood-changing pill, someone will send it to your private room soon."

"Hey, I guessed that this Blood Transformation Pill is not something we can buy."

"Every time this happens, the price of Blood Transformation Pill will be more than doubled."

"Unfortunately, if I have a blood-turning pill, I can immediately break through the fifth level of martial arts."

"Wait, there will be an auction of the Body Tempering Pill later, and that's enough."

In the hall below, there were many sighs, but it was not surprising to see their faces.

Knowing that this blood-changing pill, it is impossible for them to photograph hundreds of spirit stones.

On the stage, Qiulan secretly thought that the opening was good.

The emotions of the warriors in the field have been picked up by the blood-changing pill, and their interest is high.

Next, one after another, more than a dozen auction items were successfully auctioned for good prices.

There are weapons, medicinal pills, secret books, and even the auction of monster pets, almost everything that martial artists are interested in.

Perhaps the vision is too high, in Lin Yun's view, there is nothing good to say, and not a single one is tempted.

"The following auction item was added temporarily, the golden horn of the golden bull's leader!"

Whoa!

Auctioneer Qiu Lan lifted the red cloth, and the golden horns of the bull leader glowed with dazzling brilliance under the lighting of the gemstones on the ceiling.

Immediately, the golden horns attracted the attention of the warriors in the field.

"What a sharp horn!"

"I heard that the horns of the golden bull can easily cut through the defenses of the same monsters, and almost no one dares to stop them."

"These bulls have always been dispatched in groups, ranging from hundreds to thousands. How did the leader's horns get?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but in a private room on the second floor, one person's face changed greatly when he saw the golden horn.

This person is the young master of the Yun family who escaped from the depths of the Hengyun Mountains.

"Damn, who sent this thing!"

The young master of the Yun family's face was gloomy and terrifying, full of murderous aura, and he said solemnly, "You two, go check it out for me right away. Who is it who temporarily joined in? Let me find out where that person is now!"

The guards on the side were a little strange, why his young master suddenly became so terrifying.

"Why are you still standing there, hurry up for me!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Looking at the excited faces of the warriors on the auction stage, Qiu Lan was quite satisfied, and smiled: "Everyone knows that profound tools are hard to find, but a bone sword polished with golden horns is not much inferior to this profound weapon. The auction of golden horns starts. Price, two thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as the price came out, many people retreated.

Obviously, these golden horns are not sold to ordinary people, only the inner disciples of the four major sects can afford it.

Sure enough, the bidders were all distinguished guests, and the competitors only circulated among the dozen or so people.

In the end, the golden bull horn sold for 3,500 low-grade spirit stones.

"Good luck."

Lin Yun smiled slightly. The 3,500 low-grade spirit stones were worthy of the dangerous situation he had faced that day.

The next auction item is a bit interesting, and it was carried by two strong men together.

The strong man's face showed a struggling look, and after putting it on the auction table, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What the hell? It's so heavy!"

"siderite?"

"Heavy soldiers?"

"Battle armor?"

The result is not, contrary to everyone's expectations, this auction item is actually a sword box.

And it looks a bit rundown, with a lot of rust on the surface. It is good to say that it is stained with monuments, and it is bad to be broken and rotten.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience clearly showed a lot of disappointment.

Qiu Lan smiled softly and said: "Although everyone guessed wrong, this sword box is indeed a good thing. It was an adventurer who bought it from the ancient battlefield outside Tianshui. It has a history of at least three hundred years. , the inside of the sword box is icy cold..."

Speaking of this sword box, even the always eloquent auctioneer Qiu Lan didn't know what to say.

After a brief introduction, the starting price was quoted, 800 low-grade spirit stones!

"What rubbish, there are still 800 spirit stones that are not of the low rank. Let's support it when you are full."

"Who would buy this crap?"

"What's the use of the sword box other than decoration?"

"Change it now, change it now!"

There were boos from the audience, and Qiu Lan was suddenly embarrassed. The price of this sword box was set by the treasure appraiser at the auction.

Although they did not study it thoroughly, but from the age of the sword box and the location, they agreed that the price of at least 800 low-grade spirit stones.

But at the moment, the warriors under the stage are obviously not buying it.

Can't it be streamed?

Auctioneer Qiu Lan's heart sank. If the auction fails, it will be a big blow to the auctioneer's reputation.

At the moment, I quickly and vigorously introduced it.

"Things from the ancient battlefield are never too bad. If you are lucky, you may find a treasure that is more than a thousand years old. Maybe it is a mysterious tool? If it can be repaired, it will be a big profit. Earn, you don't have to worry about spending your whole life..."

With a smile on her face, Qiu Lan introduced her enthusiastically, but there were very few people in the audience, and the effect was not very good.

Lin Yun pondered, thinking that burying a foil sword requires a fragrant sword, it seems that a sword box is indeed needed.

It's just that this sword box is too old now.