Chapter 3 Divination of life and death, bidding to steal secrets
Just now, a ray of light flashed across the sky, and a dark figure landed in the open space in the middle of the "forest platform".
This man was of short stature, with white beard and hair, but an unusually rosy complexion. He seemed to be an official who was enjoying his old age.
However, his performance was really unsatisfactory. Looking at the tens of thousands of monks in "Lin Terrace", he could not find three people with lower cultivation levels.
As soon as the old man landed, he smiled and greeted everyone around him without showing any timidity. I don't know why he had this confidence and was chatting and laughing with everyone present.
But when the people around him saw this old man, their eyes were fiery. The old man's light had not dissipated, and he had not yet stabilized his footing. Hundreds of people surrounded him, and the sounds of "one thousand" and "twelve hundred" came from this.
Next to Gui Wujiu was a middle-aged Taoist with a green shirt and a long beard, holding a fly whisk in his hand. He originally looked aloof and elegant, sitting cross-legged and meditating. When he saw the old man entering, he didn't care about the ostentation. He quickly stood up and was about to step forward.
Gui Wujiu grabbed his sleeve and said with a smile: "This fellow Taoist is so polite." He pointed at the old man and asked: "I would like to ask who is that old gentleman? He has attracted many fellow Taoists to flock to him?"
The long-bearded Taoist glanced at Gui Wujiu and said, "I am a poor Taoist, Lingxuzi. Do you dare to ask your superiors?"
Gui Wujiu smiled and said: "To the north of Xia Rongzhou, Damang Mountain Sanxiuwen Jin Yuan."
Lingxuzi said: "If the poor Taoist's prediction is correct, this should be the first time for Taoist friends from the ancient Tianshan Mountains to go to the "Xuanxuan Meeting", right? This Taoist friend from the ancient Tianshan Mountains has been collecting elixirs for three hundred years and attended eleven meetings. Although he gained very little, But he is always in danger. It is said that he has the secret skill of predicting the good and bad luck of the "Gate of Life and Death", and he is famous among his colleagues."
"This is the twelfth time that fellow Taoist ancients have taken the time to explore the mysteries. From the sixth time he attended the meeting, this old man has been the most eye-catching person on the stage. What fellow Taoists are bidding for, fellow Taoists must have a rough idea of. There are enough."
After saying this, Taoist Lingxu bowed hastily, ignored Gui Wugui, and turned around.
I can't help but feel dumb that there is no blame to blame. The Yulan secret realm has nearly half of the death rate. The secret realm is dangerous and difficult, and the monks' attack is second to none. The most important thing is that before leaving the valley, there is a difficult obstacle.
The Yulan Secret Realm is very vast and contains five secret places, occupying five directions. Among them, the treasures in four directions are Yancui Qianhu, Xuanyuan Valley, Chongjin Cave, and Simu Sand Sea. They have been occupied by Yu Xuanzong for thousands of years. Exploration revealed that most of the treasures inside have been taken away.
Only the "Jiuye Mountain" in the center is different. If you take the secret treasure from it, there will be an extra level when you leave the Yulan Secret Realm, known as the "Gate of Life and Death".
It is this difficulty that separates the adventurous monks from yin and yang, leading to different paths of life and death.
Those who escape from the door of life are naturally unscathed; those who accidentally enter the door of death will lose life and death in eight out of ten stops, and the remaining 20% will be foolish and become useless. It is said that this heavy price is also the remaining The reason why Xuanzong opened the secret realm.
The two gates of life and death appear to be the same on the surface, and no one can tell the difference. The chance of making such a choice of life and death correctly eleven times in a row is less than one thousandth. If it is a coincidence, no one will believe it. of.
When others were busy bidding, the old man Gu Tianshan quickly stretched out his hand to stop them.
The old man cupped his fists and saluted all around, and said: "Fellow Taoists, before I bid, I have a few things to make clear to you."
"The reason why there are five places, not four, six, or seven, is because the old man's "copper coin" magic weapon, one mother and five sons, exactly conveys five messages. Therefore, the bidders are not among the top five. , don’t mess around with me.”
"Although Lao Chan has some tricks in the last "life and death barrier", you know that when hunting for treasures in Jiuye Mountain, Lao Chan has always had very bad luck. Therefore, if any Taoist friends are determined to follow Lao Chan, they will never leave.
It’s an idea. It’s okay to be old, but it will definitely make everyone’s trip in vain.”
"Third, it takes a certain amount of time for Lao Cai to calculate the good or bad fortune of the gate of life and death. If the Taoist friend who got the "Zi Qian" leaves early before Lao Cao calculates the result, then no matter the good or bad fortune, it will have nothing to do with Lao Cao."
"Now, you can bid."
"Eighteen hundred."
"Two thousand one hundred."
"Two thousand two hundred."
…
In front of Gu Tianshan is a half-rolled straw mat. Five balls of pearls are placed on the mat from left to right. They are sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, twenty-one, and twenty-two.
There is a porcelain bowl under the straw mat, filled with hundreds of pearls the size of rice grains.
"Three thousand!"
At the same time as the sound sounded, a black light swept by, and the straw mat was spread out a few feet, and there were thirty more pearls on it.
The person who took action was a handsome young man in blue robes and a gold crown, with a fish bag around his waist. This young man's aura was not weak. Looking at it, among the first-level Jindan monks, there might not be one person with twenty or thirty manpower who could defeat him.
Gu Tianshan chuckled, flicked his sleeves, rolled up the sixth pile of sixteen pearls, and put them back into the porcelain bowl.
Every time the price climbs to a new high, the one that drops from fifth to sixth is naturally out of the game.
"Three thousand one hundred."
"Three thousand two hundred."
…
About a quarter of an hour later, there were five remaining pearls on the straw mat, namely fifty, forty-seven, forty-six, forty-five, and forty-three.
This number is roughly the same as thirty years ago.
There have always been many people who have made great gains in the Yulan Secret Realm, and the value of the treasures they obtained was as high as more than 100,000 fine jade, or even more than 300,000. However, only one or two people among tens of millions of people can obtain such treasures.
Of.
For most monks, it is a more realistic goal to obtain a treasure worth tens of thousands of jade.
Thousands of fine jade is enough to take thousands of years of refining Five Elements Miscellaneous Jade. This kind of harvest is already worth the big risk for a golden elixir cultivator.
It is a very wise choice to pay nearly half of the expected harvest in exchange for your own safety. If the bid is higher than 5,000, the gain will outweigh the loss.
"One hundred thousand."
Following the sound, a ball of light shot out quickly, swallowing up all the forty-three pearls on the straw mat. Instead, a round ball of light the size of a fist appeared, emitting a soft and pure white light.
Just when everyone, including Gu Tianshan, had concluded that the bidding had settled, a sudden change disrupted the entire "Lin Tai". Everyone present felt a "buzz" in their minds, wondering if they heard it wrong.
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One hundred thousand?
The bidder was none other than the middle-aged monk from Xingyue Gate holding a scroll.
Gu Tianshan said in astonishment: "Fellow Taoist, dare I ask your name?"
The middle-aged monk from Xingyue Sect said coldly: "Pingzhou casual cultivator, Wang Muba."
This middle-aged man has an elegant appearance. He had been sitting on the stone platform and reading books quietly. He didn't expect his name to be so strange. Now thousands of eyes were wandering around him.
Gu Tianshan hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Fine jade is bid in boxes, not in liters. Fine jade is refined into beads, and one box is equivalent to a hundred liters. One hundred thousand fine jade is made by refining five elements jade."
It is equivalent to ten thousand years of work. Is Wang Daoyou offering one hundred thousand boxes of jade?"
"Wang Muba" said calmly: "It's not like we are dealing with spiritual monks. Golden elixir monks rent star islands in the desert sea, participate in three meetings, and bid in the fairy market. Naturally, they all bid by box."
Just when Gu Tianshan was overjoyed, several voices sounded one after another:
"One hundred thousand and one thousand."
"One hundred and two thousand."
"One hundred and three thousand."
Gui Wujiu secretly said "Okay!"
It turned out that the three bidders were all in his sight. The one who bid "one hundred thousand and one thousand" was the woman with the double-knife bun from Xingyue Gate.
These four people from the Xingyue Sect must be connected by a secret method. Bidding at the same time at this time is a kind of detail. Every move makes the four people not know each other.
At a critical moment in the secret realm, a little misjudgment can cost someone their life.
The other two people were the "one and a half" acquaintances that Gui Wujiu was paying attention to. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had quietly approached.
The ordinary-looking middle-aged man who bid "one hundred and two thousand", Gui Wujiu had already determined that he was someone he knew well. Previously, he couldn't tell the difference when he was far away. Now he walked closer and felt this person carefully.
The answer to the mystery of the gas machine was finally revealed.
This person is none other than Jiao Shetu, the elder of the Liuhe Sect when he first arrived at Zhongqu Island and attended the banquet at Yuhuafang. However, his secret method of disguise and breathing is far inferior to that of the Xingyue Sect, so he is not to blame.
Based on his own ability to sense energy and identify opportunities, he was able to detect this person's true face.
As for the "half" acquaintance, it was a black-robed Taoist wearing a red mask. This man originally stood at the northernmost edge of the "Lin Terrace", strangely independent. Gui Wujiu felt that his energy was half familiar.
Half a stranger, he must have interacted with me before, but recalling them one by one, he was completely different from anyone he knew.
Ignore these.
Gui Wujiu said indifferently: "One hundred and four thousand."
Everyone's eyes were focused on the five Gui Wujiu people.
The Xingyue Sect's "Wang Muba" and the female cultivator used secret techniques to cover up their own cultivation. In the eyes of others, their cultivation was equivalent to that of most people above "Lin Tai", or slightly better.
Although Jiao Shetu concealed his appearance and aura, he did not deliberately hide his cultivation. Most of the people present guessed that he was a person with a double mirror or above whose path had not yet been completed.
The aura of the masked Taoist was so weird that no one could tell whether he was a cultivator or not. It even gave everyone a strange feeling: This person was not a Golden Elixir monk. Of course, this feeling was too ridiculous, and some people had this idea.
, and immediately extinguished it.
In the judgment of most people, this person's cultivation level may be considered top-notch among those in the first level of the Golden Core. Most of the five bidders ranked second only to Jiao Shetu.
And Gui Wujiu's aura is undoubtedly the weakest among the five people and among the entire forest.
The cultivation levels of these five people are divided into four levels: the quasi-Nascent Soul monks whose path has not yet been completed, the strong ones among the Golden Core monks, the mediocre ones, and the weak ones.
All five people bid more than 100,000 yuan, and they seemed to be sure that they could obtain a rare treasure of the highest value and buy a guarantee for their wealth and life.