Dou Po: Signed for three years, starting from capturing the goddess

Chapter 197 Auction!
Regarding the suzerain of the Blood Sect, Ning Luo ignored him, closed his eyes, and waited quietly for the start of the auction.

"Young Sect Master, what's the matter?" The handsome pale-faced young man slowly withdrew his gaze, and beside him, the old man who thought he had the same pale face asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, I just think that guy is a bit strange, and it seems that I have a strange feeling of fear in my heart?" Having said that, Fan Ling shook his head with a sneer.

"Hehe, the Young Sect Master must have noticed something wrong. Although our blood sect's exercises are extremely cold and cold, and we are naturally afraid of some extreme flames, but that level of flames, in the entire Black Corner Domain, few people have it. ." The old man smiled.

"Besides, that kid, he just looks like a little guy, he shouldn't be a big shot!"

"Perhaps." The young man nodded.

"Hey, young suzerain, don't worry, the suzerain has already made preparations secretly, even if that thing falls into the hands of others, it will definitely not be able to get out of Heiyin City ten miles away!" The old man laughed sinisterly.

"That's a good relationship." The corner of his mouth curled into a cold arc, and the young man gradually closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the auction to start.

Ning Luo sat calmly.

At this time, the crisp chimes of the bell slowly resounded throughout the auction house, and as the bell rang, the extremely noisy noise in the venue also gradually weakened, and countless gazes were cast on the crystal stage , with fiery eyes.

"Hehe, everyone, I must have gotten a little impatient with the wait. In that case, I won't say any more official words to annoy you." The white-haired old man in fine clothes said lightly.

"As an annual auction conference, I think this one hosted by our Eight Gates will definitely not disappoint you." The old man clapped his hands lightly, and said loudly: "I announce that the Black Seal City Auction, Start now!"

As the old man's voice fell, the huge crystal platform suddenly burst into dazzling glare. After a long while, the glare faded away, and on the crystal platform, there was the auction platform in front of the white-haired old man.

A long sword with azure body, under the light, reflected a chilly luster, looking at the traces of energy circulating on the sword, it was obvious that it was a magic nuclear weapon carefully forged by a famous teacher.

Ning Luo sat peacefully, Medusa quietly poked her head out from Ning Luo's embrace.

"Little guy, you are calm! Aren't you afraid that people here will touch you?" Medusa asked Ning Luo.

"Isn't it you?" Ning Luo laughed.

"I won't help you," Medusa said.

"I'm dead, who will help you refine the elixir?" Ning Luo asked with a smile.

"However, even if you don't help me, I'm not afraid." Ning Luo said with a smile.

What Ning Luo said is correct, he still has a lot of hole cards that he has not used, so even if someone wants to attack him, he is not afraid at all.

After all, Ning Luo is also a seven-star fighting spirit.

It also means that Ning Luo is almost pushing horizontally in the realm of Dou Ling and Dou Wang. Even if he is a strong person in the realm of Dou Huang, Ning Luo has the strength to fight.

"This sword is called Han Feng, and it is made of cold iron. It can be said to cut iron like mud. If you are interested, don't begrudge the money in your pocket. Money is indeed precious, but it must be enjoyed under the premise of life, right? Hehe. "The old man held the long blue sword in his hand, and the blade trembled, and a faint cold air rose.

He turned his head to look into the auction room, and said with a smile: "The reserve price is one hundred thousand, please go ahead."

"Trash!" Ning Luo didn't speak.

Medusa in her arms had already spoken first.

"The magic nuclear weapon just looks cool, but in fact, it is useless at all." Medusa continued.

Ning Luo smiled lightly, but did not participate in the bidding.

Of course, although Ning Luo was not interested, it did not mean that others were not interested. After the white-haired old man finished speaking, there were many bidding sounds in the auction house.

The first bidding, after a few minutes, was successfully auctioned by a thin man with an excited face at 15 gold coins.

After the first auction went smoothly, various dazzling treasures, treasure armors, fighting skills, exercises, medicinal materials, etc. began to appear on the next auction stage.

However, Ning Luo despises none of these treasures.

Ning Luo sat on a soft chair, looked at the ugly faces around him lightly, closed his eyes slightly, and waited for something that could move his heart.

In the early stage of the auction, there were no strange things that would ignite the atmosphere, and those who bid were only those sitting in the back. Those tyrannical forces with huge money in the front row have so far, Not once.

"Ding"

Another crisp ringtone came down from the crystal platform, and the white-haired auctioneer took a small silver plate from a maid with a smile on his face. On the silver plate, there were two small transparent jade bottles. A light elixir.

"Hehe, this pill is called "Qingling Pill", and many people must have heard of its name. It can help those who have been lingering at the peak of the Dou Shi for a long time to break through the barrier in one fell swoop, and this Qingling Pill still belongs to the second generation. After taking it, those who are lucky may even soar to two-star strength." The white-haired auctioneer pointed at the elixir in the bottle and said with a smile.

Ning Luo's eyes moved slightly.

That's right, this is the Qingwen Dan he refined.

Ning Luo is now a fifth-rank pharmacist, and he can refine fifth-rank pills at will.

Ning Luo's entire storage space is full of this fourth-grade elixir.

Therefore, in the Douluo Continent, as long as one becomes a pharmacist, there is no shortage of money.

As soon as the auctioneer's words fell, there was a commotion in the auction house, and countless people looked at the jade bottle on the silver plate with hot eyes.

"Of course, since you have heard the name of Qingling Pill, you must be aware of some of its negative effects."

The auctioneer smiled, and a cunning flashed in his eyes. He didn't explain the backlash effect of Qingling Pill too clearly, he just blurted it out, and then waved his hand: "The reserve price of the auction is 33!"

"34!" Just as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone in the back seat yelled out loudly.

"35!" A lot of people were interested in this Erwen Qingling Pill, so in less than a minute, the previous bidding price was surpassed.

Ning Luo sat quietly in the chair, crossed his fingers, and couldn't help showing a faint smile when he heard the increasing price constantly ringing in his ears.

A series of voices continued to sound.

Finally, someone raised the price to 48!

The corner of Ning Luo's mouth smiled lightly, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.

"55." Just when the price stayed at 49, a slightly cold and lazy voice finally sounded from the front row.

Ning Luo raised his eyes and saw that it was the price quoted by the blood sect's young suzerain!

(End of this chapter)