When Ye Junlang heard this starting price, he felt the urge to curse.

One hundred million?

A broken picture?

This is no different from robbing a bank, right? It’s not illegal!

What's even more outrageous is that someone actually started filming—

“110 million.”

The one who spoke was Xie Wuji.

The price of hundreds of millions is a huge amount even for the ancient martial arts forces with a deep foundation.

“120 million.”

To Ye Junlang's surprise, Gu Chen also bid.

He was puzzled and looked at Bai Xian'er beside him and said, "This broken paper is worth so much?"

Bai Xian'er smiled and said softly: "Do you know what the ancient martial arts world values ​​the most?"

"power?"

"That's right, but the power is based on the power of force. The ancient martial arts world is respected. This page of paper is considered a map, a piece of the retreat where the ancestor of the martial arts world opened up the Martial Saint Realm. It is said that it left behind the lifelong experience and insights of the Martial Saint Origin. The most famous one is that the ancestor of the Martial Saint Origin left the Qinglong Secret. To solve the Qinglong Secret, the martial arts realm is not limited to the Martial Saint Realm, but can reach a higher unknown realm." Bai Xian'er spoke, and continued, "If anyone in the major families and holy lands can take the lead in breaking through the Martial Saint Realm, the existing ancient martial arts realm will be broken. At that time, there will be a pattern of one single family and a common ruler in the world. By that time, the resources of the entire ancient martial arts world are in hand. What are the costs paid at this time?"

Ye Junlang nodded, his eyes flashed, and he said, "What if this broken paper is fake? What if it is a fake picture at the auction to deceive people? Anyway, it is a broken paper, no one can tell."

Bai Xian'er shook her head and said, "Jubao Pavilion Auction House is the largest auction house in the ancient martial arts world. Its history does not require some ancient families, and the holy land is short. The auction of any item in Duobao Pavilion will ensure its authenticity. There have never been fakes for many years, so the ancient martial arts world will recognize the auction of Jubao Pavilion. If you make a false move, it will attract the anger of the ancient martial arts world and lose this market, it will be said that it will be more than worth the loss."

Ye Junlang frowned and said, "So, the power of Jubao Pavilion is definitely not simple."

Bai Xian'er's face showed a trace of solemnity and said, "The water in Jubao Pavilion is very deep, and it has existed for hundreds of years. No one can tell how deep the foundation is."

While the two talked, the bidding between Xie Wuji and Gu Chen also fell into a white heat.

“170 million!”

Gu Chen spoke indifferently.

“180 million!”

Xie Wuji continued to bite.

Gu Chen was about to speak, but suddenly, Dan Tai Mingyue opened her red lips and said, "300 million."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Chen was silent.

Even Kuang Ao Ruxie Wuji turned his head to look at Dan Tai Mingyue, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, but the price had exceeded the upper limit that the Holy Land allowed him to bid.

Gu Chen and Xie Wuji no longer bid, and Bai Xian'er had no intention of bidding. This piece of paper that seemed to have huge value but could be worthless was purchased by Dan Tai Mingyue at a high price.

"Congratulations to Princess Mingyue." Xueyan smiled, and she didn't know how many ancient martial arts disciples in the venue were fascinated by her smile.

Next is the time for inspection, acceptance and delivery.

Of course, these ancient martial arts disciples would not carry a large amount of huge sums of money on them. The way they traded was to make an ancient martial arts bill from major families and sects in the ancient martial arts world. The bills of each force would have their own stamps, and these special bills could not be forged.

Afterwards, the Jubao Pavilion forces will take these bills to collect money from the money houses of the corresponding major families and holy places.

Ye Junlang is embarrassed now. He is not a disciple of the ancient martial arts world, so how can he have any bills?

Bai Xian'er has a kind heart and thought of this layer for a long time, so she smiled at Ye Junlang and said, "I have paid for the boxing scriptures you purchased."

"Thank you, thank you very much. I will pay you back when I go back." Ye Junlang said with a smile.

Bai Xian'er gave Ye Junlang a blank look and said, "Then you are too polite."

Ye Junlang was about to say something, but suddenly remembered that the martial pill that Bai Xian'er gave him was worth tens of millions, and the 50,000 yuan seemed nothing to her.

However, in Ye Junlang's opinion, everything is the same, and he must have given the 50,000 yuan to Bai Xian'er.

As for Wu Dan’s kindness, we can only see if there is a chance to repay it in the future.

Next, the auction will bring the items auctioned by everyone for inspection and acceptance. They can be taken away on the spot, or the Jubao Pavilion can be sent to their respective aristocratic families and holy places.

Most of the items auctioned were chosen by Jubao Pavilion to send them to their respective ancient martial arts sects, and only some martial arts secrets were left.

The incomplete boxing scriptures that Ye Junlang photographed were also sent over. He held the wooden box and opened it. He saw a thin thread-bound book. The paper had already turned yellow. Some of the words could be vaguely identified, all of which were traditional.

After Ye Junlang got it, he felt absurd. He didn't know whether the 50,000 yuan was worth it. He had to wait until he went back to study it carefully.

After the auction, there was a simple cocktail party in Longfeng Village.

Everyone in the venue can enjoy a dinner party, of course, it is also possible if you want to leave.

Ye Junlang felt that it was quite good to come here to meet Gu Chen, the saint son of the Gu Yao Holy Land. When he was thinking about whether to invite Gu Chen outside for a drink, he saw the ancient martial arts disciples who had surrounded them at the entrance, and Lin Feng was the leader.

Lin Feng walked onto the stage of the auction before. He stared at Ye Junlang and said with a sneer: "I want to challenge this person in the name of martial arts! He had previously boasted about Haikou and said that he could crush me with one hand!"

While speaking, Lin Feng reached out to point directly at Ye Junlang.

Ye Junlang's face was stunned, thinking whether these people were brain-related?

In the venue, some people originally planned to leave, but after hearing Lin Feng's words, they stopped and stayed to watch the fun.

For example, Dan Tai Mingyue was about to get up and leave, but after hearing this, she paused for a moment, and her beautiful eyes that were charming but cold as a knife stared at Ye Junlang.

Of course she would not forget Ye Junlang's extremely disrespectful gaze to her before. Seeing Ye Junlang and Bai Xian'er and Gu Chen were together, she did not plan to pursue the matter.

However, when she heard that someone was going to challenge Ye Junlang, she became interested and wanted to see what was going on.

Ye Junlang sneered and said, "Even hair is not full of young people, just take a shower and go to bed. The old man doesn't have the heart to play with you now. Do you think you are the second child? You want to fight with you if you challenge me? After the fight, you will give the appearance fee?"

Bai Xian'er pulled Ye Junlang's clothes and said, "The martial arts style in the ancient martial arts world is booming, so there are rules to challenge martial arts. Of course, you can't accept it either."

Ye Junlang was stunned for a moment, really didn't know that there were such rules in the ancient martial arts world.

"You don't dare to come up, right? You even boast about Haikou. Relying on your relationship with Fairy Bai, Saint Gu Chen can pretend to be powerful? Very face? Face is earned by oneself, not by others!" Lin Feng said sarcastically.

"I thought this grandson was so capable. It turned out that he was just talking big... By the way, he was still a big security guard."

"If you don't dare to come up, you just admit defeat. Hahaha, if you say to everyone, I admit defeat, then this matter will be considered."

The other people also mocked each other.

Chenchenyu couldn't help it anymore, and she shouted with a cold face: "What's wrong with the security guard? Do you look down on the security guard? You guys who look down on others are the most hateful ones."

Lin Feng knew that Jiang Long was very polite to Chenchenyu, so Chenchenyu started scolding him angrily and did not dare to respond. He sneered sarcastically: "The turtle shrank dared not speak anymore. He also said that he was a flower protector. In the end, he needed a woman to help him speak. It was so pitiful!"

Xie Wuji, who was still sitting in the seat, raised a smile on the corner of his mouth. Of course, they were the ones who led the matter.

Jiang Long secretly found Lin Feng and others, saying that Ye Junlang's true identity was a security guard, and promised that the saint son Xie Wuji of the Holy Land of Heaven would protect them and let them take the initiative to ask Wu to challenge Ye Junlang.

When Lin Feng and others heard this, they immediately agreed, so that they could get along with Xie Wuji's thigh and let out a tantrum when they were at the door. Of course, they would not miss the wonderful things that kill two birds with one stone.

...

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