Su Twelve didn't know what the clone of the Holy Son of Heavenly Palace was thinking.
Su Twelve had some guesses in his mind, but after all, he couldn't be completely sure.
After watching Nangong Yi and the others leave, his eyes quickly fell on the auction table again.
Under the auspices of Yu Lingling, batches of natural materials and treasures were auctioned for high prices after rounds of fierce bidding.
Su Twelve watched silently, but did not participate in the bidding for all the auction items. .??.
These heavenly materials and earthly treasures are either materials used to refine weapons, elixirs, and talismans, or they are evil objects and evil weapons that contain strong evil aura.
And those who can go to this auction stage, without exception, are rare treasures of heaven and earth that are rare in the outside world.
Among them, there are even some spiritual mineral materials that Su Twelve plans to refine into the Jiuxiao Linglong Pagoda.
He is quite accomplished in the art of elixirs and talismans.
Except for bidding on some spiritual plants, talisman-making materials, and spiritual ore materials for refining the Jiuxiao Linglong Pagoda, he directly chose to ignore the other materials.
After all, he has no use for most of the treasures, evil objects and so on.
In addition to the previous two rounds of bidding, many monks have already paid attention to him.
There is no need to waste spiritual stone resources on these completely unused resources.
What's more, he has a more important purpose in attending this private auction.
Time flies, and three days and nights have passed since the auction started.
In three days, countless rare treasures of heaven and earth were sold on the auction stage.
Most of the monks present have gained something or less. Although they are hidden under their robes and bamboo hats, they still cannot hide the joy in their hearts.
Even though three days have passed, everyone's enthusiasm has not subsided at all, but has become even higher.
In the corner of the 'Kuihai' room in the last row of the scene, Su Shi
The two also participated in the bidding.
However, it is different from the joy of other monks.
Hearing the excited voices of increasing prices in his ears, he frowned slightly under the bamboo hat, but looked slightly worried.
"In three days, I'm afraid the auction will be coming to an end, right?"
"In the past few days, although many other Nascent Soul cultivators have been put on the auction block for trading, I have never seen any traces of Senior Sister Miaoyin and Li Piaoyue."
"If they were also sent to this auction house, I'm afraid... they would have been taken away at previous auctions."
"Judging from the situation at the scene, there seem to be two main groups that are most interested in the monks who put them on the auction stage and have made the most bids."
"One of the shares is the guy who first bid with me, holding a folding fan and calling himself Young Master. And the other share is a female nun."
In three days, except for the five Nangong Yi people at the beginning, the following monks were put on the auction stage.
Not everyone was taken away by him and released from the auction.
There were also quite a few monks who were photographed away by Mr. Folding Fan and a female monk of unknown origin.
Thinking secretly in his heart, Su Twelve squinted his eyes and glanced calmly in the direction of the unknown female cultivator from the corner of his eye.
He could clearly see the situation of the Folding Fan monk. He had a private room for each person, so he was obviously alone.
As for the female cultivator, she was in a room with three people.
However, with several bids for the Nascent Soul Stage female cultivators being auctioned, there are now more than a dozen Nascent Soul Stage female cultivators sitting in the room who look panicked and worried about the uncertain future.
The female cultivator was the main one, and on either side sat a figure shrouded in a burqa and a bamboo hat.
The three of them gathered together, whispering something from time to time.
Obviously, the three of them knew each other, or perhaps they were from the same force, with the female cultivator as the leader.
"I don't know which group of these two groups of guys belong to, or what their origins are."
"Although Mr. Folding Fan is hiding his figure, he has a good folding fan magic weapon in his hand. He obviously has no intention of hiding his true identity. If you want to find him in the future, you can start with that folding fan magic weapon. But the three disciples, mainly this female cultivator,
People’s origins are a mystery!”
"Hmm... However, judging from the closeness of the three of them, it is very likely that the two people next to this person are female cultivators. In addition, the Nascent Soul cultivators she participated in the bidding are all female cultivators..."
"So, the force this person belongs to is most likely a force dominated by female cultivators?"
"In the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation, there are only a handful of forces, big and small, dominated by female cultivators. Except for Xuannv Tower among the nine super-first-class forces, other large and small forces are more or less closely related to Xuannv Tower.
Relationship."
Silently analyzing and thinking, Su Twelve now had a clear idea about the search for Senior Sister Miaoyin and Li Piaoyue.
For him, finding someone to take revenge is an obsession in his heart.
Regardless of whether Senior Sister Miaoyin and Li Piaoyue are dead or alive, they must find a clear answer. It is an explanation of their friendship with the two of them, and it is also an explanation of the obsession in their hearts.
The train of thought was clear, but Su Twelve's frown did not relax.
Not only is his situation at the moment not optimistic, but another main reason is that Yin Qingxue's Yuan Ying, who was teleported with him back then, has never appeared.
Own
He woke up from a coma that day and was thrown into the Shiwan Mine.
Biyunxuan's method and channel for dealing with Yuanying is nothing more than sending it to the Duobao Chamber of Commerce in Baizhangfang City.
Judging from the time, during this period, Duobao Chamber of Commerce held no other private auctions except this one.
"Is it possible that there are other channels for the monk Yuanying sent by Biyunxuan to escape?"
Doubtful thoughts linger in my mind.
Just when Su Twelve was frowning.
On the auction stage, another auction item was sold.
Yu Lingling waved her lotus-rooted arm gently, and immediately, a flat jade box that was about ten feet long and wide but only three inches thick appeared on the stage.
The material of the jade box is crystal clear, allowing people to clearly see what's inside.
But I saw that the box was divided into countless small grids of equal sizes.
And in each grid, there is a miniature man with a nose and eyes, exuding a strong spiritual energy, and the size of a baby's fist.
Everyone present was a discerning person, and with just one glance, they could clearly see that every little person inside was once the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul stage monk.
"Hiss...the Nascent Soul of so many monks?"
"Huh? No, these Nascent Souls have all had their consciousness wiped away. They are already blank and pure Nascent Souls."
Seeing the jade box appearing on the stage, Su Twelve was secretly startled at first, and then when he realized it, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
It's easy to say that Yin Qingxue's Nascent Soul was put up for auction, but if his consciousness was wiped out, it would be no different from death.
If it gets to that point, he will have no way to save himself.
Not that Lingling opened his mouth to introduce, his sharp eyes quickly scanned each Nascent Soul one by one.