Chapter 881

It's really not easy to invite this old guy, Moyin.

The Beidou Auction's auctions these days have been lukewarm. In order to attract more guests, the auction also took a lot of effort to persuade Mo Yin to come up with one of his favorite works.

It's a pity that Moyin's temper is bad and stubborn. After all, the auction had to compromise and agreed to the auction method he requested, and the auction was a wishful bow.

"There are two prices for this Ruyi Bow. One is the normal auction method. The bidder gets it. The reserve price is 500,000 gold coins." After the gilded warrior reported the price, there was a sigh in the fighting hall.

Five hundred thousand gold coins, this has already made most people give up.

At such a high price, ordinary people simply cannot afford it.

After hearing this, Qing Meng was in high spirits. The price of 500,000 gold coins was still within his expectation.

Yun Sheng also frowned.

This price was nothing to her before, but now she only has 50,000 gold coins on hand.

She really wanted that Wishful Bow very much.

However, Yun Sheng did not give up, she was still waiting for the second auction method.

Yun Sheng has stayed in Xianju Kingdom for three years, and knows quite a few elves. According to her, the more the masters of the elves, the weirder their temper. Need to agree to some unimaginably harsh conditions.

Kamikaze had suffered similar losses before.

I don't know if this person named Mo Yin will have the same temper as Master Mo Ke.

"The second method is also the auction method determined by Master Moyin himself, that is, equivalent exchange. Anyone present, as long as they can come up with an item that satisfies Master Moyin, then they can exchange that item for This Ruyi Bow. The items used for trading can also be weapons, ores, or monster materials, etc.," the Gilded Warrior auction has been auctioned for such a long time, and it is the first time that this kind of barter auction has been carried out.

Compared with bartering, the auction method with a low price of 500,000 gold coins is obviously more conducive to the Beidou auction.

If it weren't for Master Moyin's insistence on such a request, it would be impossible for the auction to agree.

However, he has already researched about the auction. For a master of the level of Master Moyin, he doesn't like ordinary items at all.

It is also difficult for those who came to the auction to come up with any precious items on the spot.

Therefore, there is no doubt that there is a greater chance of a transaction in the way of gold coins.

"510,000 gold coins," Qing Meng was the first to speak without hesitation.

"550,000 gold coins,"

"Six hundred thousand gold coins,"

Some people from several big families in the later Qin Dynasty also joined the bidding.

"Ten pieces of roughly refined purple gold ore."

"A holy-rank monster soul stone."

In addition to gold coins, there are other people participating in the bidding in the form of items.

But Master Moyin has always remained calm, sitting on the VIP seat as if he was sitting on a Diaoyutai.

"Hey, it's a pity that we don't have anything valuable to exchange," Donghuang Ling'er saw the bow and thought it was very suitable for Yun Sheng. She remembered that Yun Sheng knew some bow skills.

But on the two of them, there is no money for money, and there is no treasure for valuable treasures. This really makes Donghuang Ling'er very anxious.

In terms of auctions, the price has climbed to 800,000 gold coins.

As for bartering, neither the rough refined purple gold ore nor the high-level monster material has attracted the attention of Master Moyin.

This master, who is over seventy years old, has seen countless rare treasures in his life, and the wealth provided by the post-Qin army is enough for him to live in ten lifetimes. He would never put his favorite work, Ruyi Bow, up for auction.

That higher bid was ironic to Master Moyin. In his opinion, these people are not worthy of using his Wishful Bow.

At this time, the gilded warrior received an anonymous letter from the guest table.

According to the guest's instructions, he handed it over to Master Moyin.

"Master, this is a guest who asked to give it to you, saying that it is to be exchanged for the Wishful Bow."

The gilt warrior didn't know what was written in this letter.

Moyin took the letter, and he opened it to have a look.

There was a trace of waves on the face of Gujing, which was originally calm.

The gilt warrior noticed that Master Moyin's hands shook, and his cloudy old eyes flashed a different kind of splendor at that moment.

The master closed the letter, and he whispered to the gilded warrior.

The gilded warrior had a strange expression on his face. He hesitated, walked back to the auction stage, and made a silent gesture.

Just now, Qing Meng and a general of Hou Qin raised the price of the wishful bow to 980,000 gold coins, and Qing Meng almost didn't fight that general.

The gold-plated warrior announced loudly, "The Ruyi Bow has been sold. Master Moyin invites the owner of the anonymous letter just now to meet him in the VIP room of the auction house."

"Wow," the auction venue, which was already very lively, exploded because of this sentence.

Especially Qing Meng, whose face was red from arguing with others, his entire face turned green.

He was annoyed and cursed: "What the hell, I already paid 980,000 gold coins, how much did that man pay?"

The gilded warrior also had a look of helplessness, "Master Qing, and several other distinguished guests, please forgive me. This is decided by Master Moyin, and our auction has no right to interfere."

"What about interference or non-interference, I will decide on that bow," Qing Meng blushed, no matter what, he wanted to take down the wishful bow.

He didn't have the bow and arrow, so what face did he have to go to see his sister.

"Master Qing, you'd better see the occasion clearly. This is the Big Dipper Martial Arts Hall. Even if Qinghou comes here in person, he has to give way." In front of the gold-plated warrior, the symbol of the Big Dipper was extremely eye-catching.

Qing Meng was blocked by these words, suddenly speechless, could only look frustrated, and left with a few of his subordinates.

He was too disappointed tonight, he didn't get anything, no, he had to get something no matter what.

After the auction ended, Yun Sheng and Donghuang Ling'er came to the VIP room first.

Mo Yin, the master craftsman of the Later Qin Dynasty, and his wishful bow were already waiting there.

After receiving the anonymous letter, Master Moyin, who was always calm, also seemed a little anxious. He walked up and down in the VIP room, looking worried.

From time to time he had to look at the letter in his hand.

There were only a few lines in the letter, but it was this jargon that calmed Master Moyin's heart for a long time.

Hearing footsteps, Moyin hurriedly raised his head, "Who are you?"