Chapter 13: "Ruyi Dinghai Divine Sword" fifth update

Chapter 13: "Ruyi Dinghai Divine Sword" fifth update

This old man is only a fourth-level weapon refiner. He works in this auction house to identify magic weapons and weapons. His own strength is at the monarch level, but because he is over 60 years old, he was suddenly pressed on his hands by a heavy sword of more than 1,000 kilograms. Before he could release his energy to fight, he was immediately pressed to make his waist clatter, as if he would be completely crushed if he was not careful.

"Old sir, look, I didn't lie to you." %% said, stretching out his little finger and putting it under the sword. With a gentle force, he immediately helped the old man straighten his waist and then placed the sword on the identification platform.

"Young man, you can't hide it. You can lift the sword with a slight finger." The old man gasped heavily, looking at Feng Hao with the look of looking at the monster, and said breathlessly. To be honest, he really couldn't see through Feng Hao's true strength.

"Where is it, the old man praised it. This was my sword, and it was auctioned for some reasons. Otherwise, I wouldn't be willing to auction his. You are still hungry and are planning to use the money obtained from the auction to go to the restaurant to eat." Feng Hao replied with a modest smile.

The old man didn't reply because his attention was completely attracted by the Ruyi Kaitian Sword placed on the appraisal stage.

The more I looked at it, the more frightened the old man's pale face became more and more rosy and his mood became more and more excited.

After the appraisal, the old man completely changed his indifferent attitude and said respectfully: "My friend, do you know what level of weapon your sword is?"

"Haha, of course I know that this is the sword that a senior of my family once passed on to me now. His strength at that time was at the peak of the Battle Saint. I think this sword is at least a holy level magic weapon." Feng Hao did not refuse the old man's attitude change and the title of respect, but said with a smile.

The senior of the family that Feng Hao refers to is the ancestor of the Dugu family, Dugu Qiubai.

"Then I'd like to ask, what level is your own strength?" the old man asked more respectfully.

"It depends on your own guess. If you can see through my strength, then my strength will be lower than you. If you can't see clearly, then my strength will be higher than you." Feng Hao smiled meaningfully.

"Come here, please ask Elder Changkong to come here and say there are good magic weapons waiting for his identification." The old man stood up, greeted Feng Hao respectfully, and sat in another position, then shouted outside.

After about ten minutes of touching, an old man who was older than the old man slowly walked to the old man and said, "Xiao Wang, what level of magic weapon do you have encountered that I need to identify?"

This old man named Changkong Elder was about 70 years old. As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Hao and others burst into laughter. The old man surnamed Wang was still called "Xiao Wang" in his sixties, so they couldn't laugh.

"Senior Changkong, this giant sword is very heavy, it should weigh more than a thousand pounds. According to this friend, it was once the sword of the senior who was at the peak of the fighting saint in his family. The disciple carefully identified it several times, but he was not knowledgeable and dared not to make a conclusion. He just waited for the senior to identify it." The old man surnamed Wang welcomed the elder Changkong and sat down as if he was in a seat, standing aside and said.

"Oh, is that so, I'll take a closer look." Elder Changkong, who was sitting in his seat, carefully stroked the Ruyi Kaitian Sword, and then said.

After that, Elder Changkong had been carefully identifying that his old face was the same as before the old man named Wang, and he became more and more excited.

"Huh, with my seventh-level weapon refiner's identification level, I dare not draw conclusions about this sword, but I think it should be more than the holy level, but there should be a divine level. For the divine level, it is definitely a magic weapon above the divine level." The old man Changkong couldn't let go of his hand and stroked the sword body of the Ruyi Kaitian Sword, as if he was his child.

"What's the minimum price? This friend and his friends have not eaten yet. They are waiting for the auction to go to the restaurant for dinner." The old man surnamed Wang asked respectfully, pointing to Feng Hao and the other people standing aside.

"Xiao Wang, this is yours. You should have asked your subordinates to entertain some of them in the auction hall with the most luxurious VIP pavilion, good wine and vegetable fields." Elder Changkong looked at the old man surnamed Wang and deliberately scolded and warned.

The old man surnamed Wang could only nod and bow and respond.

"My friend, are you really sure you want to auction this sword? You won't be auctioned anymore. The senior of your family ran to the owner's home and forced it to retake it." Elder Changkong asked carefully to Feng Hao.

"Yes, you can definitely rest assured about this. You have to submit a quotation at the artifact level and prepare for auction. By the way, the sword name is 'Ruyi Dinghai Divine Sword', we are in a hurry." Feng Hao said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, it's really a magic weapon. Then I'll quote a billion gold coins. What do you think?" The old man in Changkong said more and more cautiously, afraid that he would say less.

"One billion gold coins are only one billion gold coins, arrange an auction soon." Feng Hao said lightly.

"Did this sword already recognize its master?" the old man Changkong continued to ask.

"When I was preparing for the auction, I had already cancelled the recognition of my master." Feng Hao was completely helpless, and he could not have imagined that the auction was so complicated.

"Okay. Xiao Wang, you personally bring these friends to Tianman Pavilion to take your seat, with good wine, good dishes, and beauties." The old man in Changkong immediately instructed the old man surnamed Wang to take Feng Hao and others into the VIP Pavilion in the auction hall to take him.

Not long after, Feng Hao and others were taken to Tianman Pavilion by the old man, and soon after, twelve beautiful singers came here one after another with fine wine and delicious food.

Tianman Pavilion is about ten square meters, and an energy photocopy is directly in front of them, which allows them to clearly see the situation in the auction hall.

Feng Hao didn't pay much attention to these things. He looked at the food on the table and felt aroused from appetite. He picked up the chopsticks and ate them unceremoniously. A singer wanted to serve him to eat, but Feng Hao immediately refused.

Feng Hao said, "Didn't you see that I am a minor? Nonuo, there are seven handsome guys next to you, you go and serve them. I'll just eat it myself."

Hearing this, Guanghao and others almost vomited out what had just eaten into their mouths.

When these twelve singers heard Feng Hao's orders, they all surrounded the seven energy clones and rushed to feed them.

To be honest, as Feng Hao looks like a child now, these singers have certainly been attracted by the seven energy clones, but the above instructions that Feng Hao is the boss of a group of people, otherwise they would not. Putting aside the seven handsome guys, they would be attentive to a thin little kid.
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