Chapter 122 Even if I give it to you, are you sure you can hold it? (Please bookmark and subscribe)

Magic weapons are divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and the most powerful extreme grade.

Each magic weapon is very unusual and has special abilities. Some can protect the body, some can prolong life, some can be immune to all diseases, and some can exorcise evil spirits. Some magic weapons can directly improve the combat effectiveness of the cultivators.

Li Hao did not expect that the pen on the stage was actually an extreme magic weapon, called the Judge's Pen.

It's just that it is a sealed magic weapon.

This is the system prompt, and it must be correct.

Li Hao's heart was full of waves, and he couldn't help being excited.

Moreover, it's only 500,000.

This is the price of an ordinary antique.

Obviously, even the auction house didn't know that this was a magic weapon. If it knew, it would not be surprising that this thing would start at hundreds of millions. Magic weapons are real treasures, and they can't even be measured by ordinary money.

As Luo Li on the stage finished speaking, a local tyrant still raised a sign.

"Five hundred and ten thousand."

This local tyrant directly quoted the price.

But just as he put down his sign, someone else raised his sign.

"Five hundred and twenty thousand."

The local tyrant was very calm, and raised his sign again and shouted.

"Five hundred and thirty thousand."

"Five hundred and fifty thousand."

"Six hundred thousand."

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There were too many rich people in the field, and hundreds of thousands were really a piece of cake for them. Many people immediately bid and wanted to get this antique brush.

A few minutes later.

The price of this brush had been auctioned to one million.

Some people gave up one after another.

It was just an antique brush, and no one knew what era it was from. The price of one million was already very high.

Of course, there were also people who didn't care about this little money at all, just liked it, and still bid.

"One million and two hundred thousand."

Seeing this scene, Luo Li smiled, and this was the effect she wanted.

The higher the auction price, the more money the auction house would make, and she would get more rewards. She would get a commission for every item auctioned.

"Anyone else bid?"

"One million and two hundred thousand once!"

"One million and two hundred thousand twice."

"One million and two hundred thousand"

When Luo Li, the righteous one, was about to knock down the hammer for the third time.

Someone else raised a sign.

"One million and three hundred thousand."

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on a man in a Taoist robe, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

The person who spoke was none other than Sanyang Zhenren.

And Sanyang Zhenren directly added 100,000.

This was naturally what Li Hao asked Sanyang Zhenren to do.

Li Hao must get this pen.

Now, the time is almost up, so Li Hao directly sent a soul message to Sanyang Zhenren, asking Sanyang Zhenren to bid for it.

When Sanyang Zhenren made an offer, the faces of several people who were still bidding just now changed suddenly, and they obviously recognized Sanyang Zhenren's identity.

This is a cultivator, a foundation-building strongman.

If you compete with the other party for this antique and offend the other party, it is not a wise choice.

So, many people gave up immediately.

However, the middle-aged man who had just offered 1.2 million frowned when he saw this scene, but he didn't know Sanyang Zhenren.

His wife's family is a scholarly family, and the father-in-law likes things like the four treasures of the study very much. In addition, it will be his father-in-law's birthday in a few days. If he can get this antique pen and give it to his father-in-law, then the father-in-law will definitely like it very much.

At that time, the father-in-law will be happy and give him some company shares or one or two buildings. Wouldn't it be great?

So, this middle-aged man wants to buy this brush, and one or two million is a piece of cake. He doesn't lack this little money.

So.

The middle-aged man raised the sign in his hand again.

"One million and four hundred thousand."

He added another 100,000.

Luo Li was stunned when she heard the middle-aged man's offer again.

This guy is really brave.

Doesn't he know the other party's identity?

Luo Li knew the identities of the people sitting in the audience, and naturally knew that the man in the Taoist robe was a cultivator, and the only one in the audience.

The strong foundation builders were real big shots, and there were only a handful of them in the entire Dahua country. Such people must not be offended unless it is absolutely necessary.

"One million and four hundred thousand at a time."

Luo Li said directly.

At this time.

True Man Sanyang also looked at the middle-aged man opposite him, and the middle-aged man just looked at him.

"Master! I am Yang Taiping from the Song family in Shuxi. My father-in-law likes this pen very much. My father-in-law is Song Qiansheng of Qiansheng Group. Can you give me this pen? Thank you very much."

The middle-aged man said to True Man Sanyang, and directly reported his own name and his father-in-law's name, hoping that the other party would give him this pen for the sake of Qiansheng Group.

"Song Qiansheng of Qiansheng Group? Sorry, I haven't heard of him. Even if I give it to you, are you sure you can hold on to it?"

However, when Sanyang Zhenren heard what Yang Taiping said, his face froze and he spoke to Yang Taiping in a deep voice.

A strong aura emanated involuntarily.

At this moment, the faces of all the people present suddenly changed. Most of the people present were warriors, but they felt a pressure coming down on them, and they felt like they couldn't breathe.

"Do you know who he is? How dare you talk to him like this?"

"Isn't this looking for death?"

"How dare you snatch things from a cultivator? Isn't this like shining a flashlight in a toilet?"

"Don't you even know Sanyang Zhenren?"

"Where did you get the courage? Did Liang Jingru give it to you?"

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Voices came from beside Yang Tianping.

Yang Taiping's face suddenly changed at this moment, and he was extremely shocked.

Cultivator?

The other party was actually a cultivator.

Damn it, he just asked the other party to give it to him.

Isn't this looking for death?

Yang Taiping's face became extremely ugly, and the other party was obviously angry with his words. A strong pressure came down on him. He felt that his whole body was about to explode, and his face was flushed.

His life was in the other party's thoughts.

It was too scary.

"No, no, no, I don't want it. Since the real person likes this antique brush, I will give it to the real person. I will pay for the brush!"

Yang Tianping was also a man who had seen the world and was very smart. He immediately spoke out and made a decision. That is, he would pay for the brush and give it to the other party. He would not offend the other party, but also buy a good thing and make friends with him.

When Yang Taiping said this, the real person Sanyang was also stunned.

This guy is really smart.

But since the other party wants to pay, why not do it?