() After Zhuge Qi left, some monks came over to chat with Chu Tian from time to time. Among them were the charming female monk and the middle-aged elegant monk.
Chu Tian didn't feel disgusted with these two people in his heart, and he naturally seemed more polite during the conversation. As the three of them were chatting and laughing, the void around the auction house suddenly started to shake. For a moment, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet. Looking at the surrounding void, runes of light were flashing, and light curtains were connected to each other. In this hall, the auction house is enclosed into an increasingly closed space.
Most of the monks in the venue, except for a very few like Chu Tian, were not participating in such an auction for the first time. They were not surprised at all by what happened in front of them, but returned to their seats one after another and sat down slowly.
Chu Tian's face was calm and his eyes fell on the light curtain. He was in an excellent position, but no monk dared to have an opinion.
The seats around him were all sitting at the peak of old monsters at the ninth level of the Sky Talisman Realm. Most of them were known to Chu Tian. Xia Qingyi sat quietly beside Chu Tian and hesitated for a long time.
"I'm leaving." She whispered a message. Although she was calm, Chu Tian could hear a hint of loneliness.
There was no cloak covering her face, and her expression couldn't be clearly seen behind the cloud-like veil. She was sitting next to Chu Tian, her snow-white hair fluttering, and a few strands lingering over Chu Tian's face, bringing a light fragrance.
The fragrance is very light, just like the misty white clouds in the sky, but it can make people feel calm.
The auction finally started. The person in charge of the auction was an elder from the Void Spirit Sect with a red face and rosacea. He looked extremely funny, but his body was extremely light. When he appeared before, everyone just felt that there was a blur in front of their eyes. Then there was an extra person on the auction seat.
The first item to be auctioned is a snow-white flower that seems to be sealed by a great supernatural power. However, whenever the monks here probe out their consciousness and fall on the flower, countless ferocious monsters and shrill roars will appear in the sea of consciousness.
Xia Qingyi's face, which was hidden behind the veil, turned slightly red. She gently wrapped the hair around Chu Tian around her hand, and her eyes began to flicker.
"When are you leaving?" Chu Tian asked seemingly casually without looking at Xia Qingyi or the first auction item on the auction table. His eyes were still on the light curtain.
"I will leave after the auction." Xia Qingyi bit her lower lip and whispered softly. Her eyes seemed to have passed through the light screen and saw the depths of the distant continent. She didn't know what she was thinking.
"I know." Chu Tian nodded and said nothing, but finally looked away from the light screen and looked at the auction seat.
The flower had already been auctioned away. Elder Rosacea once again took out the second item for auction, which was an ancient broken sword.
The disappointment in Xia Qingyi's eyes had been quietly put away. She turned her head and looked at Chu Tian with eyes as clear as pool water and sighed softly in her heart: "Don't you want to give me a gift?"
As proud as she was, she naturally would not say what was in her heart. But by chance, Chu Tian nodded without any warning at this time.
His eyes fell on the broken sword on the auction table. Xia Qingyi looked at his profile and fell silent.
The broken sword was quickly taken away by someone. In this human world where magic weapons are rare, even broken magic weapons will attract those with strong cultivation.
The old man with rosacea took out the third item again, but it was a yellowed piano score.
Xia Qingyi's faint voice fell into Chu Tian's ears
"I came out this time to take the token holder back to the sect as ordered by my master. I know that the token is in your hands. But since you don't want to go back with me, I will pretend that I have never met you." After a moment of silence, Xia Qingyi continued. : "There was no need to leave so quickly, but Master suddenly sent a message that a sudden change occurred in the forbidden area guarded by Hunsha Sect. The elite disciples of the seventh-level sect must rush to support as soon as possible. I am afraid that we will not meet again. …”
Chu Tian did not speak but looked at the piano score in the hands of the elder of the Void Spirit Sect. The monks were offering higher prices one after another.
"I want this sheet music."
Chutian's voice slowly spread throughout the auction house. The monks who were bidding stopped and glanced at Chutian before sitting back directly.
No one dared to argue with Chu Tian. Everyone had already known about Wu Qingfeng’s previous private trading meeting at Yun Zhongzi. In everyone’s opinion, the reason why Wu Qingfeng died so simply was besides his own greed. A key reason is that he desperately raises the price with this disciple of Hunsha Sect.
The whole auction house was silent. The monks who had bid before were uneasy. The old man with a rosy nose smiled slightly and the music score in his hand flew towards Chutian.
Chu Tian grabbed the piano score with his right hand and gently placed it on the table in front of him.
Xia Qingyi's eyes subconsciously looked at the yellowed cover page. There were a few lines of soft regular script on it, and the two words in the middle were the name of the music score:
sea
At this moment, Xia Qingyi's lonely heart suddenly trembled, and a hint of joy flashed through her lowered eyes.
The white hair moved without the wind, as if she felt the master's surprise. She floated like a spirit, which completely moved the monks who glanced at Xia Qingyi from time to time.
A white hair naturally reveals Xia Qingyi's identity. The only person with white hair in Yunchuan Continent is Xia Qingyi.
She could have covered her face with a cloak, but she didn't. Instead, after Chu Tian returned to the Void Spirit Valley, she fully revealed her features in front of everyone.
Xia Qingyi of the seventh-level Lingyun Sect, who was regarded as a fairy by the entire Yunchuan Continent, was sitting next to Chutian, and ripples appeared from her clear pool-like eyes from time to time. These clearly fell into the eyes of these monks.
The clever Xia Qingyi once again added chips to Chutian Hunsha Sect's identity in her own unique way.
The auction is still going on, but the eyes of the monks around him looking at Chu Tian have undergone further changes. The monks sitting here are all elites in this continent. Naturally, they cannot completely believe in Chu Tian's experience because of their experience. The identity is just a speculation that makes them unsure.
But at this moment, this doubt and uncertainty was dispelled a lot by Xia Qingyi's identity.
"The next thing to be auctioned is a broken ancient spiritual talisman." Elder Rosacea of the Void Spirit Sect, who was in charge of the auction, glanced at Chutian's right hand, a light flashed in the void, and an ancient spiritual talisman appeared in front of everyone.
This is indeed a broken spiritual rune. The runes emitting light from it have many places that cannot be connected. The rules of the remaining runes do not seem too special.
Looking at this spiritual talisman, Chu Tian's thoughts returned to the trade fair in the cave. This spiritual talisman was obtained from Yun Zhongzi. It did not cost him a single spiritual stone. However, in the past two days, Chu Tian was at the Second Generation Human Emperor's. With the guidance, he completely deduced the rules of this magic talisman and the rewards within it surprised him.
The secret within the rune has been obtained by him. What is being auctioned at this moment is just the rune itself.
"One Thousand Spiritual Stones" There was a discussion among the monks around, and soon someone quoted the price.
"Five thousand spirit stones," the elegant middle-aged monk who had participated in Yun Zhongzi's private transaction said softly.
"Ten thousand spiritual stones" the haggard old man holding a pitch black iron rod calmly quoted.
"Three hundred pieces of top-quality spiritual stones", but it was the charming female cultivator who spoke.
At this time, no one was quoting three hundred top-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to thirty thousand spiritual stones. All the monks thought that one thousand spiritual stones were enough for this broken spiritual talisman. The reason why the quotations were so high was because they had all participated in Yun Zhongzi's private trading meeting. This talisman finally fell into Chutian's hands
Only tens of thousands of spiritual stones can make friends with the disciples of the Hunsha Sect, but any monk with some brains is very willing to do it, not to mention that as long as it is not the best spiritual stone, this kind of spiritual stone is not uncommon in Yunchuan Continent.
But three hundred top-grade spiritual stones is not low.
Chutian Shense nodded calmly towards the charming female cultivator and pointed his right hand at the spiritual talisman. Suddenly, a talisman light flew out and merged into the spiritual talisman.
Suddenly, the rune rules on the talisman began to wander rapidly. After a while, it condensed into a brand new talisman. There was even a simple and vicissitudes of life in it that filled the entire auction house.
This simple aura contained a heart-stopping murderous intent that instantly made the monks around them look solemn.
Those old monsters at the ninth level of the Heavenly Talisman Realm were okay, but the monks below the eighth level of the Heavenly Talisman Realm were staring at the magic talisman with burning eyes, wishing to catch it in their hands immediately.
"A new talisman has actually been condensed." The elegant middle-aged monk turned back his gaze and smiled enviously at the charming female cultivator beside him: "Sister Rui, you have found a treasure this time."
Not only was this middle-aged monk able to see the changes in the talisman, but other monks also saw it.
"This is not an ordinary talisman. It contains the breath of talisman. Is this thing really a relic from ancient times?"
"It's just too strange that the rune rules were broken before, so why did such a strange change happen as soon as this person pointed it out?"
"That is just a low-level talisman that is of no use to me. However, juniors below the eighth level of the Heavenly Talisman Realm can use this talisman to greatly improve their cultivation and even have the hope of advancing this talisman..." Yun Zhongzi pondered for a moment and said again. Thinking of that mysterious place, my mind finally calmed down and became excited again.
He subconsciously looked towards Chu Tian and thought to himself: "This person's derivation of rune rules is indeed very strong. Maybe he can really help me enter that place."
Although the broken spiritual talisman was transformed from decay into magic by Chu Tian's finger, no one bid after the charming female cultivator offered 300 top-quality spiritual stones. Finally, this spiritual talisman fell into the hands of the charming female cultivator.
When this woman took the talisman, she deliberately smiled charmingly at Chu Tian in gratitude.
It’s just that although this broken talisman was extraordinary, it did not cause much fluctuation. After continuing to auction several treasures, the next auction item caused a shock that even Chu Tian had not expected.