Immortal Emperor Qiu Jing had a panoramic view of the expressions of those around him, but he didn't take it to heart.
There are people who don't think highly of him, and there are also people who think highly of the original scriptures.
There will always be people who think they are the chosen one who can decipher all the secrets in the world.
The two swordsmen of the Ouyang family did not leave, and they were not worried at all that someone would steal Zhu Yan's bones from their hands.
Putting aside the Ouyang family, based on the strength of the two of them, even if they are in the Half-Emperor realm, they may not be their opponents.
Liu Wuxie quietly opened the Ghost Eye and the Eye of Heavenly Punishment to see if he could read the contents of the original scripture.
As soon as the spiritual consciousness came close, it was bounced away by invisible force.
Even the Immortal Emperor could not peek into the faint halo that enveloped the original scripture.
In desperation, he had no choice but to withdraw his two divine eyes.
"The starting price is 10,000 Tiandu coins. Friends who are interested may wish to buy it and study it. Maybe they can learn a lot from it."
Immortal Emperor Qiu Jing continued to speak, suppressing all the noise around him.
There are quite a few fools among us, who would want to buy a useless thing back.
"I forgot to tell you that this original scripture is indispensable for my ability to break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm."
Seeing that no one quoted, Qiu Jing Immortal Emperor continued to add one sentence.
really!
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar around him.
Immortal Emperor Qiu Jing has been famous for tens of thousands of years. At that time, she was just a casual cultivator. Later, she joined Tianji Xuan and soared to the sky.
"Immortal Emperor Qiu Jing, what you said is true?"
Han Ziang opened his mouth and said.
If you miss Zhu Yan's bones, if you can buy the original scripture, you can also hope to gain enlightenment to the realm of the Immortal Emperor.
"Every word is true!"
Immortal Emperor Qiu Jing's expression was solemn.
Those who have reached their level of cultivation naturally disdain lying. It seems that the original scripture does indeed record the secrets of understanding the Immortal Emperor.
The details depend on the individual. This original scripture has been hidden in Tianjixuan for countless years. I don’t know how many people have experienced it, but only Immortal Emperor Qiu Jing has understood the mystery of it.
"I'll pay fifteen thousand!"
Qi Wei made an offer and beat Han Zai'ang to it.
"Twenty thousand!"
Not to be outdone, Han Ziang quickly increased his prices.
A silent battle has officially begun.
Liu Wuxie glanced at Immortal Emperor Qiu Jing.
As expected of a powerful Immortal Emperor, just one sentence caused the value of this original scripture to skyrocket, attracting countless people to compete for it.
From beginning to end, there was no mention of what she had learned from the original scripture.
One cannot believe everything that Immortal Emperor Qiu Jing said, and one cannot disbelieve it. Perhaps by chance, she took a look at the original scripture when she made a breakthrough. This is all possible.
"Twenty-five thousand!"
A strange voice sounded.
The voice came from a corner on the left. It was very deep. He must be quite young by the sound of his voice.
Everyone looked for a long time, but no one was found.
It wasn't until everyone moved aside little by little that they discovered that a sloppy old man was squatting in a corner, holding a large wine bottle in his hand.
"It's Nong Tianzong, a drunkard, and he's here too."
There was a cry of surprise from the crowd.
The strong smell of alcohol came from the sloppy old man.
He reluctantly straightened up, stretched out, hung the wine bottle on his waist, and his sharp eyes fell on the original scripture.
"Such a sharp look, this person is a master."
Liu Wuxie said secretly.
When I set foot in Tiandu City, I found that everyone who entered this place was a top expert.
Qin Fu and Feng Ning were both at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, and now they had broken through to the Half-Emperor level. Compared with the alcoholic Nong Tianzong in front of them, they were not at the same level at all.
"Alcoholic, do you want to rob me too?"
Han Ziang said gloomily.
Others are afraid of the drunkard, but he is not afraid. "Rob?" the drunkard opened his eyes.
With open eyes and sharp gaze, Han Ziang glanced at Han Ziang, who actually avoided it and did not dare to look into the drunkard's eyes: "Are you worthy of letting me rob you? Don't think that you killed a few people and robbed some Tiandu coins.
You can talk nonsense here."
The alcoholic never took Han Ziang seriously.
Regardless of the fact that they are all in the Half-Emperor realm, in real battles, in addition to their cultivation, the magic weapons of heaven and earth are also the key to victory.
Under the same realm, fairy weapons, magic weapons, and magic can play a vital role, and can even determine the outcome.
When Drunkard became famous, Han Ziang was still wearing crotchless pants. No wonder Drunkard didn't take him seriously.
Being ridiculed by the drunkard, Han Zi clenched his fists angrily, but there was nothing he could do.
The drunkard also has a nickname, he is called a madman. If he sees something he likes, he will fight to the death of anyone who tries to snatch it from him.
When he was young, because his father broke his wine pot, the alcoholic was so angry that he killed his father with his own hands.
"Thirty thousand!"
Han Ziang called out the price again.
Although he was a little wary of drunkards, he couldn't say he was afraid.
As long as you get the original scripture, you can break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm and trample all these people under your feet.
Qi Wei chose to quit. The Tiandu coins he had on him were already exposed. There was no point in continuing to fight for them.
"Thirty-five thousand!"
Nong Tianzong picked up the wine flask and drank a few more gulps. The price soared to thirty-five thousand pieces.
Han Ziang's face became increasingly ugly. It was obvious that his worth was also well known by alcohol addicts.
Thirty-five thousand is his limit, and there is no way to continue to increase the price.
There were many people who were ready to make a move before, but when they heard the name of alcoholic, they all stopped and gave up the fight.
finally!
This original scripture was successfully purchased by Nong Tianzong, a drunkard, for thirty-five thousand Tiandu coins.
The auction is still going on, but Liu Wuxie has no intention of staying.
The treasures that come out are more precious than the others, but if they are left here, they will be scratching their heads.
The first priority is to find out the whereabouts of the old man who has not returned.
I walked around several streets and asked many people, but the result was the same. I had never heard of the old man who was not returning.
Turning a street, the colored lights in front of me suddenly disappeared. This area did not belong to the Trading Place City.
"Sir, we have really searched the entire Amaterasu District, but there is nothing you want."
In a dark corner, three figures stood.
The voice was very low, but Liu Wuxie could still hear it clearly with the help of the Eye of Punishment.
He quickly stopped and, with the help of the faint light, his eyes fell on the face of the man in the middle. He turned out to be Mr. Chong whom Wanshou Wujiang had met.
"Trash, it's been two years and you still haven't found it. What do you want to do?"
To be continued...