Volume 1_Chapter 45 Competing for the Auction

Without any hesitation, Li Honghai quickly handed the bracelet to Chu Linguang.

Originally, he bought this bracelet with the intention of giving it to Chu Linguang, but now everyone seems to think that this is not a magic weapon, and he may have to look for other treasures.

After taking the bracelet, Chu Linguang wiped it with his hand.

"There is no seal restriction at all, so don't waste your efforts."

Master Xu thought that Chu Linguang was going to repeat the old trick.

But Chu Linguang ignored it, and under his keen observation, the bracelet was indeed sealed.

It's just this kind of seal, not a formation restriction.

It's a mechanism lock.

Chu Linguang wiped it hard, and then pressed a cut on the bracelet.

"Buzz!"

The mechanism on it will be broken automatically.

The bracelet is like a dusty pearl, reappearing in the sky.

A wave of Taoist energy emanates from it.

The patterns on it, as if they had life, started to work automatically.

"this……"

The yellow-haired one-eyed old man opened his mouth wide.

Master Xu, Xu Rushuang, and even Li Zheng were all dumbfounded.

"I knew Brother Chu couldn't miss it."

Li Honghai looked overjoyed.

"It's actually a magic weapon of the Taoist school. This...you can't see it."

The yellow-haired one-eyed old man was ashamed, feeling ashamed.

Master Xu on the side was sitting on pins and needles.

After losing his eyes twice in a row, he felt as if he had been slapped twice.

While Xu Rushuang was shocked, she also blushed for her grandfather.

"How much is this worth?"

Li Zheng took a deep breath and asked.

"The organ magic weapon, and the fluctuation of breath is so obvious, I would be careless to say at least two hundred million."

The yellow-haired one-eyed old man replied.

"There are still many treasures behind, don't be careless."

Li Zheng also felt dull and left quickly.

"Brother Chu, consider this bracelet as my gift to you."

Li Honghai looked excited, he was very excited to take this opportunity to please his elder brother.

"it is good."

Chu Linguang is also welcome. Maybe he doesn't need this kind of defensive magic weapon, but his sister or parents really need it.

Master Xu was full of envy and jealousy.

200 million things, Li Honghai gave it away as he said.

Why?

Could it be that Chu Linguang can really see through the reality of the magic weapon at a glance.

If it was a coincidence before, then this time, Master Xu himself didn't believe it.

"It's the highlight of tonight. The next painting I will shoot is an extraordinary painting, a picture of a green shirt and a sword!"

The auctioneer raised his voice and brought everyone back to their thoughts.

The picture of holding a sword in green shirt was also slowly unfolded on the stage.

Everyone's eyes, in an instant, all focused on the past.

"hiss!"

When the scroll was unfolded, the yellow-haired one-eyed old man in another box could not help but gasp after seeing the content clearly.

As a martial artist, he clearly felt a surge of martial arts aura emanating from the painting of green shirt and sword, as if this was not a painting, but a treasured book of martial arts.

Instantly fascinated.

"what's wrong?"

Li Zheng could also sense that the blue-clothed and sword-wielding figure was extraordinary, but the reaction of the one-eyed old man seemed to exceed his expectations.

"Treasure map, treasure map, must be photographed, must be photographed."

The one-eyed old man said excitedly.

"It may be unbelievable to say that the creator of this painting is Chu Linguang, Ye Chen's former brother-in-law. There are no restrictions on the starting price and price increase, and everyone is free to play."

The auctioneer glanced at the picture of the blue shirt and the sword, and he also instinctively realized that this painting was extraordinary, but when he thought that it was made by Chu Linguang, he couldn't help but lose all interest.

"What, it was painted by Chu Linguang?"

"Ye Chen's former brother-in-law, his paintings are auctioned here?"

"Isn't this just a joke?"

...

There was a commotion among the crowd.

Hearing that the creator of this painting was Chu Linguang, many people laughed and cursed.

Master Xu, who was originally embarrassed, gradually showed a smile on his face when he heard everyone's discussion.

He said to Chu Linguang: "I have to admit that your painting level is better than many experts, but unfortunately because of Ye Chen's relationship, no matter how good your work is, others will not appreciate it.

Only I can help you now, so think about it carefully. "

Master Xu is full of confidence.

Then he stretched out a finger, held up the number plate, and shouted: "I offer a million!"

Master Xu believes that one million is already a sky-high price.

Not only did he give Chu Linguang enough face, he also showed his sincerity.

"Ten million!"

However, as soon as Mr. Xu finished speaking, there was someone fighting for it. This person was not Li Honghai, but Li Zheng.

"Fifteen million!"

Suddenly another voice sounded, it turned out to be Hu Daofa from the Hu family in the provincial capital.

"I'll pay 20 million, I'm sorry, Brother Hu!"

Real estate developer, Wang Yaorong said awkwardly.

He brought Hu Daofa to the auction, but he didn't expect to compete with Hu Daofa for the blue shirt and sword drawing.

"thirty million!"

Li Honghai stood up.

"Forty million!"

Li Zheng raised his voice.

"you……"

Master Xu was dumbfounded again. He looked at the people in the auction site, who were scrambling to increase the price one by one, and they were all the famous people. He couldn't help being completely confused.

"This is Chu Linguang's painting, what do you think?"

I don't know who shouted.

Chu Linguang raised his eyebrows.

Swipe down.

It turned out that the person who stood up and shouted was Chen Rong.

It seems unacceptable that his paintings can be auctioned at such prices.

"childish!"

The one-eyed old man replied.

"This painting is extensive and profound. If it's not what I expected, it must be done by Ye Chen. Otherwise, how can it have the martial arts aura."

Hu Daofa sighed.

"The paintings of Ye Chen, the God of War in the Southern Territory, are worth eighteen million even if they are just a stroke."

Wang Yaorong said.

"Maybe it's really Chu Linguang's painting, so why don't you give me 50 million!"

An old man stood up and shouted, virtually raising the price to fifty million.

"No, this painting was painted by Chu Linguang, and I saw it with my own eyes."

Chen Rong shouted loudly.

"Eighty million!"

Li Zheng ignored it and directly increased it by 30 million.

"One hundred million."

Hu Daofa cupped his fists in the direction of Li Zheng, expressing his apologies.

"One hundred and ten million!"

Wang Yaorong's strength is far inferior to Li Zheng and Hu Daofa, but he also wants to fight to see if he can snatch it.

"Grandpa, they..."

Xu Rushuang was dumbfounded. It never occurred to Li Zheng and the others to think that the picture of the green shirt and sword was drawn by Ye Chen.

Master Xu was speechless.

Whether it's because of Ye Chen or not.

At this moment, Chu Linguang's picture of holding a sword in a blue shirt is about to be auctioned for a sky-high price.

He was slapped in the face again.

Thinking of the scene where he was the first to make an offer, stretched out a finger, and called out one million, Mr. Xu felt short of breath, as if he was being slapped back and forth one by one by the people present.

"I'm not interested in what Ye is not Yechen. This painting is really good. I have 150 million."

Li Honghai couldn't bear it anymore, he is the richest man in Zhangchuan City!

Besides, he really felt that this pair of blue shirts and holding swords was astonishing and extraordinary.