Chapter 391 Winner of the Bian Candle Auction

   "1.2 billion!"

   "What the **** is this candle on the other side? Someone has paid such a terrible price!"

Feng Chuxian looked at the huge crystal screen on the high platform in shock, and said puzzledly.

   "I don't know if Master Ye knows what's the use of this thing?"

  He turned his head and looked at the woman sitting next to him in the chair. The woman was calm and dressed in a dress of spring leaves of begonia to set off her beautiful figure. A jade hairpin with a tassel in the hair and a plum blossom in the middle are very elegant.

  Her eyes are full of light, as if they contain a thousand streams of light, and she is shining with gaze.

  She holds a bamboo book in her hand and a Chinese brush in her hand, writing some content on it.

  Her name is Ye Jinxi, and she is a master appraiser specially invited by Yaoxue Kingdom. Although she is young, she has a wide range of knowledge and ability to appraise treasures is not weaker than those old men.

   "My son, the seller of this thing has already informed the name. Originally, Sinishi thought it was just a coincidence with the same name. Now it seems that this thing is the legendary Higan Candle."

   Ye Jinxi said, she knew the legend of Bianzhu, but she didn't expect it to actually appear in the world.

   "Oh? So Ye Master knows the origin of this thing."

Feng Chuxian said curiously, he still believed Ye Jinxi's words.

  "The other side candle is said to come from the underworld. Only by picking the other side flower that grows on the Huangquan Road on the bank of Wangchuan River, and then taking the tears of the ferryman on the Styx River, can the other side candle be made."

   Ye Jinxi said in detail, those who live on Huangquan Road should not enter. It is difficult to get flowers from the other side, but it is even more difficult to get a drop of ferryman's tears.

  It is said that the ferryman is extremely strong, and every tear has the magical power to communicate yin and yang, which is extremely rare.

  "The wick of the candle on the other side is the root of the Yin and Yang grass that grows at the junction of the underworld and the world for more than 500 years, so the son can imagine how rare this candle on the other side is."

   "That rare candle from the other shore, should it have an extraordinary effect?"

  Feng Chuxian heard her introduction and knew that this shouldn’t be something that appeared in the world, and it must have a special effect.

"It can communicate yin and yang, and after lighting a candle, you can see the dead. The soul that can make people temporarily return to the world. In addition, there are rumors that it can turn the soul of the dead into a living soul. Of course, time is limited. , Once the candle goes out, it will fail."

   Ye Jinxi did not live up to Feng Chuxian's heavy recruitment, and said the origin and function of this treasure very accurately.

   "It seems that I am ignorant, and I don't know that there is such a magical thing."

  Feng Chuxian said with emotion, seeing the price of the candle on the other side on the screen, it has reached 1.5 billion.

   "We haven't bid anymore, but there are still people robbing it. I don't know which one we are looking for."

  Feng Qianwei saw that the price was constantly changing, but no one spoke, just anonymously using the crystal table in the private room to quote.

   "The other party came here prepared, and no one made a sound. It seems that I didn't want to make a word."

  The cold voice of Yun Liangze fell to the ear, with a slight chill.

   "But there is still a way to check, you don't need to worry about it."

   Sheng Wuyou said confidently.

   "I have sent someone to check the identity of the bidder, but in the end, Yunshang Tower will keep it secret, and I have no way of knowing who it was."

   Yun Ryazawa said.

   "Look, the time is up, the master made a lot of money today!"

  Feng Qianwei saw that the auction price was 1.9 billion, and the 100 million she had lost before was nothing.

   "Amitabha, this is not the original intention of the poor monk."

   Sheng Wuyou said earnestly, he made 1.9 billion casually, and even if a part of Yunshang Tower’s commission was removed, he made a lot of money.

   "Dare to ask the master's original intention?"

Feng Qianwei asked.

   "Naturally, it has earned 2 billion, which has not yet reached the goal."

  Sheng Wuyou smiled slightly.

  (End of this chapter)