"Four million." Qiao Qiumeng shouted immediately.

“Five million.” Young Master Wan shouted.

"Six million."

……

The two of them were chasing each other, and each time the price was increased, it was one million, and soon The price was as high as 10 million.

After shouting this price, Master Wan originally thought that Qiao Qiumeng should stop. After all, if he keeps shouting, if he quits, it will be the Qiao family themselves who will be cheated.

As a result, Qiao Qiumeng had no intention of stopping bidding, and was increasing the price by five million at a time, without any bottom line.

However, the old man of the Wan family told him that he must get the small stove, so he insisted on shouting and increased the price by five million each time.

　“Fifteen million.”

　“Twenty million.”

　“Twenty-five million.”

　……

The two of them seemed to be fighting each other, still chasing each other, not giving in to anyone, and the price soared like a rocket.

Everyone at the scene was stunned and exclaimed.

They like to see this kind of aggressive bidding, because you don’t know how much the bottom line can be exceeded.

This is a fight for anger, but it is also a fight for wealth!

　“Fifty million.”

　“Six thousand and five.”

　“Seventy million.”

...

Mr. Wan’s face became paler and paler, and bidding became more and more difficult.

The Wan family is rich, but the Qiao family is even richer.

Finally, when Qiao Qiumeng shouted out the price of 100 million, Wan Dashao sat down, like a defeated rooster, and said feebly: "Okay, you If you win, this stove is yours."

One hundred million is far beyond his psychological bottom line. He thought he could get it for one million.

In fact, his old man Wan Qing only suspected that the furnace was an alchemy furnace and was not sure whether it was true.

If he spent 100 million to buy a fake stove, it would be strange if his old man didn’t slap him to death.

　“One hundred million once.”

“One hundred million twice.”

“One hundred million three times.”
< br />　“Okay, the deal is done, now this Medicine King Cauldron belongs to Miss Qiao.”

The beautiful auctioneer made the final decision and was very excited.

A small stove with a starting price of 150,000 yuan finally sold for a sky-high price of 100 million yuan, shocking everyone's jaws.

She has been hosting auctions for so many years, and this small stove has the highest premium among all the auction items she has handled, which is simply outrageous.

I can only say that the Qiao family is rich and willful!

Qiao Qiumeng paid the money on the spot, got the Medicine King Cauldron, and handed it directly to Chen Yang.

Wan Junjie was so angry that he gritted his teeth. As expected, Qiao Qiumeng took the photo of the small tripod because of Chen Yang.

"What does this bitch want this little tripod for? Is he also an alchemist?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"There are only a few alchemists in the whole country. They are as rare as martial arts masters, and they are all antiques in their seventies or eighties. It is impossible for such a young alchemist to exist."

"Grandma, wait a minute. Come on, if you dare to steal something that my Wan family likes, you will be dead. My Wan family will never let you go."

Young Master Wan originally wanted to take revenge on Chen Yang, but this It's done, and while taking revenge, snatch the little tripod back.

Even if the Qiao family is protecting him, the Wan family is not afraid. At worst, he will kill him secretly.

Buzz!

Holding it in his hand, Chen Yang could more truly feel the fluctuations of mana contained in the Medicine King Cauldron.

The grade of this small tripod is definitely not low. It is at least a spiritual weapon, and may even be a holy weapon.

Above the magic weapon are the spiritual weapons, above the spiritual weapons are the sacred weapons, and behind them are the divine weapons and immortal weapons.

On earth, the existence of holy weapons is probably the limit.

The birth of a spiritual weapon is not easy, and a sacred weapon is even more difficult. It requires dozens of hundreds of years of continuous sacrifice, and even the baptism and branding of thunder. Come down to the Dao Mark of Heaven and Earth and get the approval of God.

It can be seen how difficult it is to create a sacred instrument.

Divine weapons and fairy weapons are treasures that can only exist in the world of immortal cultivation deep in the universe. They have earth-shattering lethality. Any strike can have the ultimate nuclear weapon, and even the destructive power of a star collision. If it existed on earth, I'm afraid the earth would have been destroyed long ago.

Even if it was just a spiritual weapon, Chen Yang was extremely surprised. After all, this was the end of the Dharma era, and even magical weapons were rare. Holding the small tripod was like holding a peerless treasure. Be willing to let go.

After helping Chen Yang take pictures of the small tripod, Qiao Qiumeng left because she was not interested in the next auction items.Interesting, I still have to go to work and visit the company.

Chen Yang originally wanted to leave, but Yun Jinxiu insisted on keeping him and asked him to treat her fibroids with acupuncture after the auction.

Chen Yang had no choice but to stay a little longer and continue to stay at the auction site.

Before leaving, Qiao Qiumeng told him not to be seduced by Yun Jinxiu, otherwise his life might be in danger.

Chen Yang was speechless. Is Brother Xindao someone so easy to knock down?

Besides, it doesn’t matter if he is attacked. His awesome Xuanhuang body is not afraid of Yun Jinxiu’s Tianmei body at all. The two can collide fiercely. Sparks, completing each other.

Of course Chen Yang was not interested in the upcoming auction. He held the Medicine King Xiaoding and sat in a corner to study it carefully.

The second auction item was an ancient calligraphy and painting, with a starting price of 10 million and a final price of 80 million.

The third auction item was an antique porcelain, with a starting price of 5 million, and the final price was 50 million.

…

Listening to the astronomical figures reported one after another, Chen Yang deeply felt the unevenness of the world.

It turns out that in the eyes of rich people, money is really just a number.

Holding the small cauldron, he turned it over and looked at it for a while, but couldn't see anything, so Chen Yang put some infuriating energy into it.

As a result, like a mud cow entering the sea, after the true energy was absorbed by Xiaoding, not even a wave splashed out, and was swallowed up completely.

Then, Chen Yang bit his finger again and tried it with blood dripping.

After all, there are many magic weapons that require blood to identify their owner, and they can only be activated after identifying their owner.

There are also magical instruments that are imprinted with the spirit of the original owner. The spirit of the original owner must be erased before the owner can be recognized again.

As a result, blood flowed on the surface of the small tripod and could not penetrate at all.

"Let me go, is there really the spiritual imprint of the original owner in the small cauldron? I haven't cultivated my spiritual power yet. I want to erase the spiritual imprint of the original owner, but I can't do it."

"It's over, it's over now. If you want to cultivate your spiritual power, you have to wait for the ninth level of Qi refining to complete. But I am only on the third level of Qi refining, and I have just touched the fourth level. I want to reach the threshold of reaching the ninth level of Qi refinement, but I don’t know when, what year, month or day it will take.”

Unable to recognize the master, Chen Yang’s heart darkened.

Because the alchemy furnace cannot be activated because it cannot recognize the Lord.

If the alchemy furnace cannot be activated, the elixir cannot be refined.

"No, I have to try again. The zhenqi just now may not be enough, so I will input a little more. I don't believe that a small alchemy furnace can absorb all the zhenqi in my Dantian. ."

Chen Yang's energy sank into his dantian, drawing out the black and yellow energy from heaven and earth, and penetrated into the small cauldron.

One minute, two minutes,...

Xiao Ding is like a bottomless pit. The energy in Chen Yang’s Dantian is rapidly depleted, but he still can’t see that Xiao Ding is full. There are no signs of drinking enough, and there are no changes on the surface.

"Damn it, it shouldn't be. After absorbing so much of my energy, it shouldn't be unresponsive." Chen Yang was so angry that he cursed in his heart.

Just when he was about to throw Xiaoding to the ground and trample on it a few times, Xiaoding finally reacted, and a few rays of golden light glowed on the surface.

Under the golden light, Xiaoding’s Dao pattern is resurrecting.