I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly Chapter 193

The lights in the auction venue went out one by one, and only the giant chandelier in the center of the dome was still on. The dome dimmed and the enamel paintings were closer to the gloomy starry sky.

In the dim, the waiter in blonde and white clothes passed by in the aisle and rang a string of bells. The sound of silver struck was tactfully and sweetly, and the voice of the guests talking in a low voice.

The bright red curtain with gold lines trembled, and the man in the black tuxedo like the guests came out. The spotlight on the top of the stage was lit at the right time, and the host in the tuxedo was enveloped in the beam of light.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Sotheby's directional auction will start in five minutes. I'm the auctioneer this time. Please hold your number plates. Don't miss the things you like, because we will bid on the things next. Every piece is unique." The auctioneer paused and said loudly, "Then now, please close your eyes when it's dark."

Lu Mingfei, who has read the information, is very clear about what will happen next, so he closed his eyes, and with the host's "Dawn, please open your eyes", he opened his eyes again, and the indifferent and cold black eyes turned into bright shining eyes. Golden, at the same time, hundreds of golden lights lit up in the entire venue, instantly covering the starlight of the dome.

This is the tradition of auctions. Mixed races use their most typical characteristic golden pupils to show their identity. For mixed races who are not too bad, as long as they concentrate, the golden color will emerge from their eyes.

Lu Mingfei estimated that his pedigree was actually not high, but it was estimated that because of his cultivation, his golden pupil was bright and bright and even surpassed the grade mixed race.

The bright pupils attracted the attention of the people around. The pair of bright golden pupils showed the extraordinary blood of its owner, but Lu Mingfei just blinked his eyes and let it fall into silence-although the information says the people who participated in the auction The habit has been to keep the golden pupil, but there is no similar regulation in the auction.

Of course, considering that there is only one overhead light left, the golden pupil with night vision ability in dim light is actually quite practical, but Lu Mingfei, whose five senses have increased again after rotating the environment, can no longer use night vision. The golden pupil is gone.

Lu Mingfei's eyes are black again, indifferent and deep, mixed in a group of golden light spots like two black holes, or a bottomless abyss, under the abyss is the faint darkness, and those who meet his eyes look away uncomfortably. , Searching intestines and scraping belly wanted to find out information related to this young man in his memory.

Which mixed-race family suddenly appeared with such an outstanding junior?

The first lot is a palace vase from the Mughal Empire. This Indian dynasty from the sixteenth to the nineteenth century had a fairly developed handicraft industry at the time. The vases on the booth were extremely poor and were said to be from the top masters of the time. Hand, the emperor once placed it on the head of his bed.

Lu Mingfei is not interested in these antiques, and the auctions are being bid for one by one. His old **** is sitting there, trying to create a very ugly temperament image for himself.

Due to the particularity of underground auctions, not all lots will appear on the leaflet, but as long as they appear, they will be marked with the number of the lot.

The crystal mandala is a public lot. As one of the final lots, its number is ten. With the hammer of the ninth lot, the tenth lot was brought up, Lu Mingfei cheered up.

The crystal mandala has been put on the booth, and the screen on the booth shows the English "Crystal Mandala". Its flowers are not very similar to ordinary mandala, but the shape is more similar to lily of the valley, but It's bigger and everything, and like the "crystal" in the name, it is transparent. It is housed in a transparent bullet-proof glass box, and the petals are like a work of glass texture.

"The next thing to be filming is'Crystal Mandala'. This kind of plant that is highly fused with dragon genes is the main material for making blood-locking potions. According to legend, if the first generation species gets angry because of something, they will use it to brew. The finished wine is used to calm my anger and I can enter a luscious sleep. For the noble first-generation species, this may be just hops for making sleep aid, but it is an excellent potion material for mixed species! Six flowers, auction together, starting price, six million dollars!"

To be honest, although he had already anticipated the price, when he heard the price, Lu Mingfei still had the urge to take a few leaves or petals from his dragon head and Phoenixtail golden hairpin to auction. This thing is more than a crystal mandala. precious!

After hesitating, Lu Mingfei still gave up the idea.

Although there is definitely no one who dares to get crooked as long as he sells materials through the hands of his old brother, he doesn't seem to have any urgent need for money at the moment-the equipment department provides him with all kinds of materials for free.

Converging the thought of divergence, the first price bid for the crystal mandala has begun. A girl in a black gothic dress in an evening dress held up the brand and raised the price from six million to seven million.

Before the auctioneer had time to make the first hammer drop, someone raised the sign and raised the price to 7.5 million.

"7.5 million! One time!"

The auctioneer dropped the hammer for the first time.

Lu Mingfei hesitated, raised the sign, and raised the price by more than half from the original basis in one breath: "Twelve million!"

Holding the sign, his eyes were indifferent, his voice was steady and determined, with his indifferent expression and cold eyes, and the arrogance of raising the price by more than 50% in one breath, immediately shocked the other guests.

Six crystal mandala, 12 million US dollars, an average of two million, even if the crystal mandala has a market and priceless, but one two million is sold and there is no guarantee that you will make a steady profit.

First, although it can be refined into a precious bloodline locking agent or a powerful bloodline booster that allows people to stay awake for a certain period of time, it is a consumable after all, and it will be used up after a single use.

Secondly, if you want to use crystal mandala to make alchemy potions, most mixed-race families do not have this ability. You must go to the top alchemists to make a shot. Their asking price may not be higher than the price of crystal mandala. Cheap, which is another big cost.

The auctioneer dropped his hammer twice without bidding. Lu Mingfei was about to breathe a sigh of relief. In the corner, a man in a modern white suit raised the number plate: "15 million."

He looks calm and relaxed, but Lu Mingfei's five senses are enough to detect the anxiety he hides under the calm mask-the slight contraction of his pupils, the inconspicuous rapidness of breathing, and the movement of trying to press his lips and stop immediately. Because of his lack of confidence.

Before the auctioneer dropped the hammer for the first time, Lu Mingfei immediately raised his placard again: "18 million."

When he called out this number, he behaved the same as when he called out "12 million", as if these two numbers were the same to him, but in fact, he had to stop as long as the auction price increased by another 3 million. It's-the equipment department has more than two million funds, and he can still spend about one million.

Perhaps because Lu Mingfei's aura deterred others, or because other people felt that the price was too high, the auctioneer finally hit the third hammer with Lu Mingfei's 18 million.

Lu Mingfei does not feel that he is at a loss. Other families need to consider the extra cost of asking the alchemist to buy the crystal mandala, but the equipment department and the crystal mandala he wants are made by himself, neither he nor the equipment department does not need it. Consider labor costs.

The waiter took the crystal mandala from the booth and sent it to the backstage. After the auction, someone would come to Lu Mingfei and take him to pay for something.

When he took the crystal mandala, Lu Mingfei had no interest in the auction and waited for the last two lots to be sold.

Speaking of the last two finale lots that were not made public in the promotional materials, Lu Mingfei was actually a little curious.

The eleventh lot was housed in a transparent bullet-proof glass box with a soft velvet cushion underneath. Lu Mingfei's eyes crossed the crowd and fell on the booth, suddenly gloomy.

Inside the glass box is a slate. The slate is not complete. It is approximately square. It is about thirty or forty centimeters in length. There are incomplete patterns on it. The twist is complicated but it seems that there is something hidden in it. The slate and the pattern itself are full. Mottled traces of time.

Lu Mingfei did not immediately recognize what the stone slab was, but the screen on the booth already showed its name-Langdon Warner's Mogao Grottoes alchemy painting fresco.

Mogao Grottoes... frescoes? !

Lu Mingfei does not have much historical knowledge, but he still knows the murals of Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang and "Landon Warner", the notorious Dunhuang cultural relic thief from the United States!

This thief from the United States used chemical glue to peel off more than 10 of the exquisite Tang Dynasty murals in Mogao Grottoes in 1923 and stole two precious colored sculptures. Lu Mingfei saw the name in the history textbook, but he did not expect it. He is also a mixed race, and the things he stole are far more than those on the surface!

Thundercloud-like anger was brewing in his chest. The cold murderous aura that had originally remained in his eyes was just rootless, but now with the support of anger, it became more and more vigorous.

Langdon Warner's Mogao Grottoes? !

Who gave this lot such a name! What right does a shameless thief have to name in front of ancient Chinese cultural relics!

The invisible aura spread out under the influence of emotions. The people sitting around Lu Mingfei felt the air suddenly suppressed inexplicably. First, unfounded uneasiness poured out of their hearts, and then uneasy quickly fermented into inexplicable fear, even Hysterical fear.

They looked around, but couldn't find the source of anxiety and fear, and the noble temperament had long since disappeared.

The auctioneer on the stage began to introduce the lot: "This is a treasure from ancient China. It comes from a hidden cave in the Mogao Grottoes of Dunhuang. It has a history of more than 1,500 years and was proficient in ancient Chinese alchemy. The Buddhist monks gathered there. This stone slab hides the Buddhist scriptures they left behind. The Buddhist scriptures hide the mysteries of ancient Chinese alchemy!"

"In the early last century, the mixed-race explorer Landon Warner went to China to unearth this stone slab that records the mystery of ancient Chinese alchemy, and brought it back to the United States, trying to use the wisdom of himself and other alchemists. I came to crack it, but I found nothing in the end. I could only sell it, hoping that more intelligent buyers could crack it and make outstanding contributions to the field of alchemy, so it finally came here!"

The auctioneer introduced the artifact with a solemn tone and demeanor, but his words were disgusting.

Excavate? Bring it back to the U.S.? Contribute to the field of alchemy?

Lu Mingfei discovered that he might have met the last sturdy person he had ever seen in his life. He described theft as an excavation, the delivery of stolen goods as bringing back to the United States, and the alchemy of cracking China as a contribution to the field of alchemy... Is the United States still contributing to the alchemy field in Europe?

Compared with the auctioneer in a tuxedo in the center of the stage, Fingel's morals are as firm as the Statue of Liberty-although the Statue of Liberty is not free.

Accompanied by the temptation of the auctioneer that “as long as you can crack the Buddhist scriptures in the stone murals, you will have the opportunity to master ancient Chinese alchemy”, the atmosphere of the auction room has plunged into an unprecedented high. It seems that many people are interested in ancient Chinese alchemy. In each lot, they showed ten times the enthusiasm of the crystal mandala.

The base price of the slate mural was 10 million U.S. dollars, and after only a short while, it soared to a high price of 20 million U.S. dollars!

Lu Mingfei watched the guests bidding coldly.

He didn't want this Chinese cultural relic to be traded away by others under his nose.

But the current bid price has exceeded 20 million US dollars, even if he did not use the mission funds to take the crystal mandala, it is far from enough to bid for this treasure.

He has read some online novels. According to the development of the novels, some protagonists will contact the auction house urgently to sell one of his treasures when they encounter something they like at auction but have no money for the time being, and then use more than his body to save. He bought the treasure with his money, and got a huge amount of funds after his treasure was auctioned, enough to pay the auction price of that treasure.

He can also send a part of the dragon head and phoenix tail gold hairpin to auction, and then he can boldly bid high prices in the auction of slate murals. Anyway, the price of the dragon head and phoenix tail gold hairpin will be several times or even ten times higher than that of the crystal mandala. Times, he can afford to pay.

But...

As a result, auctions are very cautious about the identification of items commissioned for auction, and usually do not arrange their auctions within a few hours.

Secondly, the Dunhuang murals are different from the treasures in the novel after all...

The feeling of selling money with my own things and then buying back the things that belonged to me is extremely uncomfortable just thinking about it.

So upset that Lu Mingfei almost wanted to shred something.

That's why he didn't even think about spending money, and he didn't even think about selling the phoenix-tailed golden hairpin, the leading phoenix hairpin, at a low price~www.mtlnovel.com~ Watching the slate murals were photographed at a price of 31 million U.S. dollars, Lu Ming. The non-watching waiter took it off the booth and sent it to the backstage.

In his sea of ​​knowledge, the heavenly book suddenly unfolded, revealing a translucent rune wrapped in it. The rune was twisted and weird, and the lines were like dragons and snakes.

This is the "trial version" service previously given to him by Mingze on Shennongjia Road. It has a detection function and helped Lu Mingfei open Nibelungen.

It was supposed to dissipate after one use, but in the book of heaven, whether it dissipates or not is not determined by it. Compared with the original, its remaining power is not much, it is so transparent that it almost disappears, and it can no longer be pried. Move Nibelungen, but still conduct another exploration.

Invisible fluctuations swept the entire venue, and in a moment no one knew, this dark underground building had exposed everything to Lu Mingfei.

"Heh..." Sitting on the red velvet chair, Lu Mingfei let out a sigh of relief. He whispered to himself in a voice that only he could hear. His eyes were deep and bottomless, as if there was an abyss entrenched, "We How to get there, how to come back!"

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