Chapter 1703: Poison
Before coming, Su Han did not expect that his true dragon bone meal could be sold at such a price, which was indeed beyond his expectation.
At the same time, he was very emotional about the huge profits of the ghost tower.
Just such a deal.
The Taikoo Hidden Gate paid 10% to 600,000 yuan.
Su Han paid three hundred and four hundred thousand for 600,000 plus phoenix blood, a total of 1.54 million top-grade spirit coins fell into the pocket of the ghost tower.
At first glance, the ghost tower seems to have done nothing and made so much in vain. After an auction, the revenue may be as high as tens of millions!
But in fact, it can be the top level of the immortal world itself, so that the strong from all sides will come here, and the price paid is not low.
Even Su Han himself, with the backing of the Heavens Mall in the system, was not sure to create such a market.
The one behind the ghost tower can deter all the saint masters, and the biggest cost is on this strong man.
Without such a strong man sitting in town, the development of ghost towers has not reached the level it is now.
This time the 3.5 million best spirit coins were not spent, and in the end more than 1.6 million best spirit coins were earned. The current best spirit coins reached 5 million.
"Your Excellency, is there any real keel meal?"
Someone couldn't help but asked.
"No more."
Su Han smiled lightly.
He wanted to keep the last copy together with the Phoenix Blood to refine the Dragon Bone Phoenix Blood Pill, and naturally it was impossible to sell it again.
Many people are a little disappointed, but it's right to think about it. You may not be able to see something like this for decades or hundreds of years.
The auction will continue next.
When the inheritance of the alchemy path and the path of medicine appeared, the auction entered a small climax, and many people bid for it.
Then, the Dayan magic weapon began to bid, and the auction entered a real climax. From then on, almost everyone was fighting for it, and the price was also extremely high.
Su Han has observed that the first-level Great Yan magic weapon can get seven or eight million best spirit coins, which is much more expensive than his true dragon bone meal.
The price of the second-level Dayan magic weapon even exceeds 20 million.
There are more than fifty people who can bid, and the competition is very fierce, which shows that the worth of these fifty people are all crushing Su Han.
Not to mention some who did not participate in the auction, but among them there is no lack of strong people with a value of between several million and ten million.
The ghost tower auction here is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.
The subsequent auctions have basically nothing to do with Su Han.
He just wanted to buy those Dayan magic weapons, but he didn't have enough money.
No wonder the price of the Devil Jade can be sold so high. The last magic weapon of Dayan Level 3 was robbed of the scalp by a few people, and the price was finally sold for 50 million!
What is the concept of 50 million Supreme Spirit Coins?
One thousand six hundred to one thousand seven hundred condensate fruit trees can be purchased.
It is equivalent to one-tenth of the sum of the condensed phase fruit trees of a holy race, or one-twentieth.
In Kunlun, there are such a batch of condensed phase fruit trees, and the warriors up and down do not need to worry that the condensed phase pill is not enough.
One year can produce six to seventy thousand condensed phase pills.
Equivalent to six to seven hundred thousand superb spirit coins.
If you have enough patience, you can buy the condensed phase fruit tree with the money, and wait another fifty to sixty years, then the cost of buying the fruit tree will be paid back.
It is estimated that most of the holy masters would choose to do this, and being able to buy it out to buy Dayan's third-level magic weapon shows that it has a profound foundation, and it is likely that 50 million is only one-tenth of its worth!
"The rich, this is the rich."
Su Han sighed in his heart.
After the auction, everyone left here in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the ghost tower staff.
When you are in the yard, you can still judge who has bought something by standing. When you reach the door, basically no one knows who.
"Everyone, we have someone sent you out. No special circumstances, please don't stay here.
The next auction will be three months later, so you can come half a month in advance. "
Xingxian's voice sounded again.
Then everyone followed the staff of the ghost tower and left the place and returned to the place where the mount was stored outside.
One after another, figures appeared one after another. Until this moment, all the fog on everyone's body had disappeared, so that we could tell who was the saint, who was the great saint, and who was the saint master.
The quasi-sage aura like Su Han was stunned by the public, no one noticed him, and most of everyone's eyes fell on the group of holy masters.
The strongest among them was an old man dressed in colorless linen. After everyone saw him, the sharp-eyed person secretly took a breath.
"Fan Donghai", a strong master of the ancient hidden gate!
This is the top powerhouse in the world of immortals, and his name ranks among the top 100 in the true dragon list! Although it was very far behind, there was still an existence like the Sword God Yinhuang in the Taikoo Hidden Gate. When the two were added together, a strong man like Fan Donghai was enough to be awe-inspiring.
"It turned out to be him..."
An alien great sage secretly gritted his teeth, and did not dare to show the slightest strangeness on his face, lest he was found to be the one who mocked Fan Donghai.
This alien great sage is all black, with flat features on his face, no nose, only two nostrils, and looks very strange. After looking at Fan Donghai for a while, his gaze wandered through the crowd again. It seemed that he was judging who had robbed him of his Phoenix blood, but he subconsciously regarded Su Han as a strong person at least at the level of the Great Sage. I didn't even look at Su Han
, Only looking between the Great Sage and the Holy Lord.
"One, two, three, four... thirty-four holy masters..."
Su Han couldn't help but marvel.
Thirty-four holy masters came at an auction!
Although there are strong and weak among them, the strong, such as Fan Donghai, have their noses up to the sky when talking with the great saints, and those saints can only look pleased and dare not be angry.
Weak people are not even qualified to talk to Fan Donghai, they can only stand behind with an embarrassed look, and neither do they go, nor do they do not.
Despite this, the weakest Holy Lord is also the Holy Lord, and for Su Han, he is still invincible to control the luck of a clan.
In addition to these thirty-four saints, there are more than a hundred people, the great saints are bustling, thinking that they are in the vegetable market, but you can pick out one person at random, and they are all powerful in the outside world.
Then came to the saint.
There is also a reason for Xu Xuan's contempt for him. Among the thousands of people, there are only about a hundred quasi-sages, and they basically follow their parents to increase their knowledge...
Su Han glanced in the distance, Xu Xuanzheng looked at the group of holy masters with a flattering expression.
He smiled, glanced away, and saw the listless Sun-Swallowing Dapeng. At this look, a prescription suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Five coins for cordyceps and two yin-helix flowers..."
what happened?
Sun-swallowing Dapeng poisoned?
Poisoned in this place?
Su Han's eyes gradually became dignified, and he quickly walked to the front of Swallowing Dapeng, pretending to stroke its head, and immediately prepared the antidote, and let it swallow it down.
"Keep the same look just now, don't show off."
Su Han said softly. Sun-Swallowing Dapeng's eyes had a little more expression, and then they became dim again. They were really dim before, but now they are pretending.
