Emperor’s Domination

The auctioneer insisted so much because the appraiser of Chenggu Pavilion believed that it was once a sealed antiquities, unfortunately, poorly preserved and rotten.

“300 Wong Hou started the shoot perfectly.” By now, the auctioneer had hammered, fallen, no one had beaten, two had fallen, and no one was still beating.

“It's all a pill scum. Three hundred royals is perfect, totally worthless.” A pharmacist shook his head and said. Though 300 Horses is perfect for the buyers present, it's not the sky price, but buying a piece of mud is totally inexpensive.

“300 Wong Hou is perfect, third time.” When the hammer was last struck, the auctioneer shouted.

“300 Wong Hou is perfect, I'll take it.” Li Qi Night spoke at the first sight of this Qian Jun.

At this time, a lot of people looked at Li Qi Night, 300 Wang Hou was perfect, and bought a piece of rotten mud, which was so much money that there was no place to spend it. Some shook their heads and said: “This kid really dares to bet. ”

“300 Wong Hou is perfect. Any other bids?” The auctioneer drank, but the buyers present lacked interest in this piece of mud, which eventually was perfectly clapped by Li Qi Night with 300 Wang Hou.

When Li Qinight got this piece of shitty mud, Simarong Yun smiled coldly and said, “Fine, buy a piece of shitty mud back, at least let people know that you've come out to see the world, participated in a graveyard shoot, 300 Wang Hou Jing buy a vanity, for a poor hillbilly boy, it's also a good deal. ”

After Li Qinight bought this thing, he wanted to put it away, but Sima Longyun actually stepped on his head. He smiled and glanced at Sima Longyun. He said: "What kind of idiot do you know about antiquities? Only idiots like you would spend 10 million to buy a can of junk beans! ”

Speaking of this embarrassing thing about Simarong Yun, Simarong Yunton looked iron and blue and finally said coldly: “Ten million, Ben Young Master is very happy with the flowers. It's much stronger than spending 300 bucks on a piece of dirty mud to support the door. ”

“Rotten mud -” Li Qi glanced softly at Sima Longyun and said with a smile: “Only a fool would think it was rotten mud! Show some idiots what antiquities are!” He said, breaking apart this rotten mud that had rotted into mud.

When this rotten mud was broken, it was actually a rotten bean rolled out, a rotten bean cell filled with large grains, the sauce had a slight light gold color. When this rotten bean rolled out, a spiritually refreshing sandalwood medicine dispersed, making people smell comfortable.

“Rotten Pluto -” As soon as he saw this rotten Pluto roll out and let the buyer present move, an old pharmacist shook his mind and lost his voice: “This is an excellent rotten Pluto, which has been transferred to gold in the sauce! Such rotten beans require tens of thousands of royal perfection on the market! This is the best of the best! ”

“Million-year-old superb rotten beans!” At this time, even an ancient medicine connoisseur from the ancient palace couldn't sit down. He walked out and watched Li Qi fill a jar of rotten beans all night. He stayed!

This time, all the buyers present were reluctant, and a pharmacist muttered, “How is this possible, even to such a degree of decay, that even the other antiquities will decay, this decaying bean, instead of decaying, is more pure and pure! Is this what the legendary pharmacist did when he was buried? ”

“If I'd known, this jar of rotten beans would be worth millions on the market! Such an exquisite decadent bean is definitely a grab.” An ancient saint of great financial strength couldn't help but stamp his feet and regret it.

Seeing a jar full of superb rotten beans made Pool Knife excited. For his excitement, he needed rotten beans. I didn't expect Li to take down a jar full of superb rotten beans after seven nights and at a super low price, which is incredible.

Chi Xiao Butterfly felt incredible and stared at Li Qi Night. At this time, she didn't think that Li Qi Night was a lucky coincidence. At this time, she felt that the kid she considered a liar was getting deeper and more unpredictable and more mysterious!

“Brother Dao, what is the principle?” At this time, the ancient drug connoisseurs of Chenggu Pavilion are busy coming up and bowing to Li Qi Night to say goodbye. Even he feels impossible, but the ancient box is completely rotten and the decaying beans are even more excellent! There must be a drug principle in there that no one else knows about.

“It's another common sense, unfortunately, I can't tell you.” Li Qi Night smiled and said.

The appraiser had to sigh softly, and it was normal for him not to tell you. He said goodbye with great respect and did not speak again.

“What do you say, my 300 bucks of fine mud is better than your 10 million bucks of junk beans?” Li Qinight glanced at Sima Longyun and said idly.

Others dared to step on his head, he was absolutely polite to slap the other person in the face, and would never leave a scene for the other person.

Simaron Yunton's face was iron blue and hard to see. Today he planted two big matches. At first, he bought junk beans for the price of heaven. Li Qi Night bought shitty mud. He wanted to laugh and dig hard. Instead, Li Qi Night slapped him hard!

“Well, the next one is also a jar of antiques that's hard to identify, and it starts off with 700 real people.” At this point, the auctioneer sent another antiquity that Chenggu Pavilion could hardly sign.

This can of antiques, for no reason, has been turned into a medicine juice, completely indistinguishable from what it is.

“I'm a thousand.” The auctioneer's words had just fallen, and an old pharmacist immediately asked for a price.

“I'm a thousand and five.” The old pharmacist had just finished the price, and another ancient saint rushed to continue the price.

“I'll give you two grand.” For a while, there were plenty of bidders, even grabbing the price.

……………………

Tori Seven Nights of Bliss, because Li Seven Nights picked up a big leak at the lowest price, and bought millions of exquisite rotten beans for 300 refinements. This prompted buyers present to have a strong interest in antiquities that were difficult to identify by Chenggu Pavilion. They all wanted to pick up a big leak, just like Li Seven Nights.

Ultimately, several unidentified antiquities were photographed at a good price. Unfortunately, these buyers who want to pick up the leak have far less eyesight than Li Qi Night, and they haven't had much to gain. Even buyers don't have much to say about this outcome and are willing to lose.

“Open the coffin, open the coffin and see if there are any great antiques.” When everything in the tomb had been auctioned off, the buyers present couldn't hold on and shouted.

And the buyer couldn't help but say, "Yes, open the coffin. As a legendary pharmacist, we haven't found a king or seven soulfields yet, which is really hard to say. ”

For more than three million years, the potion Danchu has been known as the Pharmaceutical King. Of course, the Pharmaceutical King is extremely rare, and it is not known how many pharmacists are poor and unable to see the true Pharmaceutical King for a lifetime.

“Okay, open the coffin!” Ultimately, under the agitation of many buyers, Chenggu Pavilion decided to open the coffin.

When the coffin was opened, one pair of eyes stared at the coffin, and all the buyers present held their breath and wanted to see what was in the coffin.

You know, whatever the big man is, when he's dying, he'll bury the most precious and valuable thing of his life with him!

At this point, everyone holds their breath and wants to see what this legendary pharmacist has to bury, Furnace God, Sendan, Antiquities or Pharmacy Secrets?

“Squeak--” eventually, the coffin was finally opened, and there was a corpse bone lying in the coffin, which was a thin bone, and the owner seemed to be a thin old man before his life, and the corpse bone was still ragged, as if he was curling his body when he died, not like some view burial or something.

Seeing this bone, it's hard to see that it's all black, like poisoned to death. Inside the coffin, apart from the thin, dark bones, there's only one thing that's three feet long, and this thing looks like a long foot.

Nobody can tell for sure what wood this three-length palm size is made of. The entire length is inky and clear.

The corpse bone in the coffin is held tightly in its right hand by the ink length of the remaining three feet, as if it were of the utmost importance.

However, the buyers present were disappointed to see this small, dark body, and were disappointed to see that the funeral was merely a measure of length.

“It seems that the legendary pharmacist's treasures have been left to his descendants, and his burial has not been a rarity.” The buyer was disappointed to see what was going on in the coffin.

“The pharmacist could have died in an accident.” There is also an old pharmacist who sees this corpse black and can't help but speculate: “He is all black, he is likely to die from refining drugs, most likely from refining drugs, and he is hopelessly drugged. ”

One ancient saint looked closely at the ancient body and nodded: “It is indeed possible, as a legendary pharmacist, that the bone is not divine at all, and there is nothing better to explain than abnormal death. ”

The divinity of the corpse, which is only possessed by the truly powerful, must be, in general, the divine character of the Holy Grade, the Holy Emperor. For example, if a holy emperor dies, even if his body rots, but there is always a place that doesn't rot, such as a finger, a brow bone, an eye, etc., it doesn't rot, which means it's the most powerful part of his life!

Such divine bones can still be sold at high prices, for example, the fingerbones of a holy emperor, if refined into a treasure, can never be less powerful.