"Maybe some friends don't know much about the Maoshan Sect. The Maoshan Sect is the most powerful Taoist sect in China in the past, as famous as Longhu Mountain and Laoshan. It is said that there are five branches of the Maoshan Sect, namely Wumen Ghost Doctor, Tiandaoyi Hall, Digua Palace, Xiangxin Ling Sect and Feng Shui Gongliang!

These five branches each have their own strengths, and are led by Wumen Ghost Doctor. There is a saying in Maoshan: Wumen Ghost Doctor can cure the world!

And these thirty-six golden needles are the treasures of the Wumen in Maoshan! It is said that there are a total of 108 golden needles in the whole set, but they have been lost. It can be seen how difficult it is to reunite these thirty-six golden needles!"

Everyone in the audience was talking, and many people were interested in these thirty-six golden needles.

When Yan Ning saw the thirty-six golden needles, his whole body trembled violently, as if an addict had seen drugs. He stared at the thirty-six golden needles with fiery eyes and said to himself:

"Yes, these thirty-six golden needles are real!"

The auctioneer glanced at the box on the second floor, as if he was signaling Yan Ning, and then said:

"Since the price of the item cannot be estimated, there is no requirement for auction, no starting price, and no minimum price increase requirement. Those with the higher price will get it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a foreigner shouted: "I will pay 100,000!"

Yan Ning sneered: It’s a dream to buy the thirty-six golden needles from our Wumen for 100,000 yuan!

Many people present had a deep understanding of Taoism, and some even knew directly that the power of Wumen in Maoshan was the first to bid. For a moment, the price of thirty-six golden needles was clamored to 1.5 million!

Buying thirty-six golden needles for one million and a million yuan has exceeded the acceptance range of many people. Gradually, fewer and fewer people bid.

Yang Lei asked in Yan Ning's ear: "Aren't you bidding?"

Yan Ning shook his head: "Those who really have ideas about the thirty-six golden needles have not started bidding yet."

At this time, the price of the Golden Needle had already been clamored to 2.2 million, which had exceeded the price of the previous Mad Taoist priest who had photographed Tao Hongjing's painting. Yan Ning looked down and saw that the Mad Taoist priest actually showed a dissatisfied expression. It seemed that the sky-high price was not the price he was in his heart.

Seeing that no one was calling for a price on the field for more than ten seconds, the auctioneer adjusted his mood and shouted loudly: "The 36 golden needles of Wumen are currently offered by Mr. Smith from Australia for 2.2 million yuan. Is there any higher?"

"Three million."

The auctioneer looked down and was amused and laughed. It turned out that the bid was the crazy Taoist priest himself.

Yan Ning and Yang Lei, who were sitting upstairs, couldn't help but laugh: "What's this crazy Taoist priest doing?"

I heard the crazy Taoist priest say to himself: "Two million is not worth it. I raise the price of my own auction items so as not to lose money. If no one buys it, I will pay three million to buy my own things!"

The auctioneer sighed, and there was no way to deal with the mad Taoist priest, so he had to nod: "This old man has bid for three million yuan, is there any higher one?"

"I'll pay five million!"

At this moment, Sun Guozheng, who was on the second floor, suddenly made a offer. When the mad Taoist heard the price, he narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, as if his little abacus had succeeded.

Sun Guozheng, who was sitting in the private room, looked at the thirty-six golden needles on the auction table, and his eyes showed a strong desire.

He knew about the Wumen in Maoshan, and even more so what these thirty-six golden needles represent.

Thirty-six golden needles represent... the first step toward eternal life!

When Sun Guozheng was fighting in the mainland, he was besieged in the mountains by the enemy. At that time, he was seriously injured and dying, but was rescued by a wandering Taoist priest. At that time, the Taoist priest easily saved him with thirty-six golden needles in his hand.

Later, the Taoist priest told Sun Guozheng that he was from the Wumen in Maoshan.

That night, Sun Guozheng, who had recovered, secretly read an ancient book called "Wumen Ghost Technique" carried by the Taoist priest, which recorded the method of immortality.

At that time, Sun Guozheng didn't know much about literacy, probably knowing that the Taoist priest had such ability, so he became malicious and wanted to kill the Taoist priest and snatch his ancient books and golden needles.

But when he was about to start, he heard the tiger roaring in the forest and the ape crying. The beasts in the mountains appeared instantly, causing him to sit in a row. He was shocked and fainted. When he woke up, the person had already appeared at the foot of the mountain.

After a long time, Sun Guozheng has entered old age and his health is getting worse day by day.

At this critical moment, he saw the thirty-six golden needles of Wumen. How could he not be excited?

Sun Guozheng shouted without thinking about the price of five million. He was bound to win these thirty-six golden needles.

After hearing Sun Guozheng's bid, Yan Ning smiled and said, "The Lord has appeared... I will pay six million."

Yan Ning entered a price of 6 million on the auctioneer, and a voice broadcast suddenly rang out of the field.

“The guests in Room 9 offer six million!”

When Sun Guozheng heard that someone had raised the price, a cold smile appeared on his face covered in gullies: "Ten million!"

Ten million!

Someone offered 10 million to buy it for just thirty-six golden needles!

After Sun Guozheng made a bid, everyone present couldn't help but shrink their necks. If it were them, it would be impossible for them to shout out the price.

Although the thirty-six golden needles are not the highest transaction price tonight, they are the most unexpected things for everyone.

Yan Ning sighed. He was most worried that in such a situation, if the two families competed, the price of the Golden Needle would definitely rise step by step, but the ultimate profiter was the crazy Taoist priest downstairs.

"Ten million...sixteen yuan." Yan Ning entered the price.

When the voice broadcast outside reported the price, Sun Guozheng almost turned angry: What does this mean? Just add one dollar? Are the guys in the box No. 9 crazy?!

Without much hesitation, Sun Guozheng added another price: "One thousand one million!"

"One million and one piece!"

"One Thousand Three Millions!"

"One Thousand Three Millions and One Thousand One Thousand!"

"Five million!"

"Five millions and one piece!"

The whole audience was silent, and only the rich man in the two private rooms kept calling for the price. Yan Ning paid one dollar more than Sun Guozheng every time. However, the auctioneer had just said that this item was not limited to the minimum price increase. Sun Guozheng had to be so angry that his face flushed in the private room, and he couldn't help but scold Yan Ning's mother.

Yang Lei couldn't help but laugh: "You guy, you want to piss Sun Guozheng to death!"

Yan Ning smiled and added another dollar to the 18 million that Sun Guozheng had just shouted, and then said, "I'm saving you money too!"
Chapter completed!