Chapter 850: Old man, what's wrong with you

The ancient realm disappeared.
As a small warrior who was born and raised, naturally heard of it.
and.
They also know that the ancient God Realm was destroyed by the Little God Lord and established a brand new higher plane system.
The plane of extinction left no martial arts and mentality, but left many treasures.
The Hunyuan Qiankun sword, the head of the artifact, is the most famous!
It is said.
That handle was first opened by the heavens and the earth, and the weapon of magic weapon cultivated by the spirit of the mixed element is more powerful than the high-end high-grade goods!
If you get these artifacts, your power will skyrocket.
unfortunately.
Over the years.
Nine other artifacts appeared one after another in Little God Realm.
Only the mixed sword of Qiankun, with no news at all, can only make the warriors yearn infinitely.
Nowadays.
The auctioneer of Qingying Auction House spoke out and auctioned the sword, which surprised the martial artists present!
"impossible!"
"Really, will it be the Hunyuan Qiankun sword?"
Everyone is incredible.
After all, at such an artifact level, even an auction house placed in a top city may not dare to take it out for auction.
Jiaoyue satiated everyone's appetite.
In the end, the contents of the gilt box were gently removed and placed in the palm of the hand.
It was a thick piece of iron about two inches long and six inches wide, covered with rust, and resembled sword blades on both sides.
(Note: one inch = 3.3 cm, one foot = 10 cm.)
"by!"
"This is the Hunyuan Qiankun sword?"
"Girl Jiaoyue, are you teasing us!"
The crowd shouted.
They felt that their IQ was humiliated.
After all, an iron piece is actually said to be a Hunyuan Qiankun sword, and a fool would not believe it.
Jiaoyue smiled and said, "You guys, listen to me."
She moistened her throat and shouted again: "The eighth lot, Hunyuan Qiankun Sword-Fragment!"
"Fragment?"
Everyone was stunned.
Jiaoyue continued: "According to the appraisal by our top appraiser, this object is very old and definitely belongs to the ancient God Realm, or a fragment of the Qiankun sword of the Yuan Dynasty.
"K?"
Everyone collapsed.
This kind of unsure thing, even put it out for auction?
Someone said: "Girl Jiaoyue, even if this thing is a Hunyuan Qiankun sword, if it is broken like this, it will certainly have no effect."
"Yes, it is!"
"Put this scrap on the eighth, what do you think of the Qingying auction house!"
Many warriors expressed displeasure.
Jiaoyue then said: "I understand your feelings, if this is a fragment of the Hunyuan Qiankun sword, it also has a collection significance."
"Collection of a rusty piece? You treat us as sick!"
Everyone laughed.
If it is a complete Hunyuan Qiankun sword, they know that they are not qualified to auction.
but.
Broken into this.
Even if it is true, it is also intact with the waste, who will collect it!
After taking out the things and telling the origin, Jiaoyue said in accordance with the auction rules: "Hunyuan Qiankun sword fragments, the starting price is ten thousand spirit stones!"
Ten thousand spirit stones?
Some families and warriors who want to collect suddenly dismissed their thoughts.
If it's just a thousand spirit stones, they might consider selling it and putting it in their home.
Ten thousand spirit stones, too expensive!
...
After Jiaoyue shouted out the starting price, no one said anything, and the scene was embarrassed.
Reluctantly, Qian shook his head. He could be sure that the fragments were from Ancient God Realm, but he didn't want to auction at a low price and knew that it was difficult to sell.
Sure enough, as I thought before, it was time to shoot.
It seems that the starting price of the next auction should be set at a thousand spirit stones. Maybe someone will buy it for collection.
"Ten thousand spirit stones."
Suddenly, Yun Feiyang's voice came from the third floor: "My son is asking."
The voice is flat and a little reluctant.
"Are you stupid?"
Shen Xiaoyu tugged at him and whispered: "Buy a piece of ten thousand spirit stones?"
Yun Feiyang smiled and said: "There is a lot of money, there is no place to spend."
His voice was not too small, all the warriors at the venue heard it, and immediately admired the five-body cast.
Willing to spend ten thousand spirit stones, buy a broken copper rotten iron.
Rich, willful!
Nor can I say that, maybe people have a special hobby to collect this kind of waste.
Many warriors secretly thought.
"Ok."
Shen Xiaoyu withdrew his hand and said, "When I didn't say it."
Jiaoyue said: "Yang Gongzi bids ten thousand spirit stones, has anyone else bid?"
Everyone said nothing.
They are rich, but not willful.
If you buy a scrap of ten thousand spirit stones, you can't do it.
Moreover.
The son-in-law of the Shen family made an offer.
Even if you have money and have a plan to buy, you dare not be more willful with this master.
"Ten thousand spirit stones once."
"Ten thousand spirit stones twice."
"Ten thousand spirit stones three times."
"Snapped."
After a final decision, Jiaoyue smiled and said: "Congratulations to Mr. Zhen, for the price of ten thousand spirit stones, to shoot the fragments of the sword of the Hunyuan Qiankun."
Do not know why.
The warriors present felt this when they heard this sentence.
That is, Jiaoyue girl is not congratulating him, but is sarcastic about him.
...
The eighth lot was auctioned out with ten thousand spirit stones.
Although it did not meet the expectations, it also made the money very satisfactory, at least much better than the price cut after the auction.
"Go."
Yun Feiyang stood up and said, "Let's go back."
"Uh?"
Shen Xiaoyu said: "Don't you look at the next two lots?"
Yun Feiyang smiled and said: "It's nothing more than terrestrial martial arts and weapons. What's so beautiful, it's better to go back to sleep."
"That's true."
Shen Xiaoyu got up and smiled: "Let's go."
"Snapped."
Yun Feiyang grabbed her little hand and, before waiting for the other party to get angry, first pressed her voice and said, "This is acting."
Shen Xiaoyu glared at him and gave up.
but.
Feeling the temperature from the palm of the opponent's palm, the small face quietly turned red.
...
"Two, do you want to go?"
Yun Feiyang and Shen Xiaoyu just walked out of the box, and how much money appeared.
With a smile on his face, he said, "Two, do you want to go?"
"Ok."
Yun Fei said: "There is nothing good to auction, it looks boring."
There is a lot of money in the mouth.
However, considering the identity of others, the martial arts, weapons, and medicinal materials must all be above the ground level, and suddenly relieved.
He smiled and said: "Zen Gongzi, please come with me and take the treasure you photographed."
...
Yun Feiyang paid 11,000 spirit stones~EbookFREE.me~ to take two lots.
After returning to the inn.
He closed the door and set up an isolation formation.
Only then trembling hands took the rusty debris from the space ring, and the eyes appeared painful.
When Jiaoyue took out the object, no one noticed that Yun Fei at that time seemed to have been struck by lightning. The whole person was numb on the spot, and he hadn't recovered in a long time.
In the eyes of others, this is scrap copper and iron, and it has no collection value.
But in Yun Feiyang's view, this is a priceless treasure.
because.
This thing is exactly what he wears for thousands of years of the Yuan Yuan Sword!
Yun Feiyang gently stroked the fragment, which was only two inches long, and burst into tears: "Old man, what's wrong with you, it will break like this..."