Chapter 271 The grand event ended, Yingu Yangcheng
Gui Wujiu successfully obtained the Yingyue Lotus Platform.
If the bid for a top-notch timepiece finally exceeds one trillion yuan, then it can be regarded as a major event that shocks the nine races. Everyone present today will be honored to participate in it and witness it with their own eyes.
However, a treasure that was originally only worth hundreds of millions to billions in the minds of everyone, and finally exceeded the sky-high price of one trillion, gave everyone an extremely unreal feeling. The guests at the meeting felt as if they were in the clouds.
I felt so weak that even my original interest in bidding was diluted.
Even Kong Ying, who was hosting the auction, looked as good as before on the stage. In fact, his breath and tone were slightly different from usual.
Apart from the Peacock clan as a whole, he, Kong Ying, is the biggest beneficiary of this deal. A strange treasure that no one paid attention to before, made him earn a commission of more than 140 billion spiritual stones for nothing. Good fortune is magical, Mo
More than this.
Such an incident happened, and the second half of the auction was held in a strange and unpredictable atmosphere. It seemed that all the participants were drunk and seemed not to be clear-headed.
As for the final treasure originally prepared by the Peacock clan, a piece called "Five Directions East Current Formation", which is said to be a high-grade formation that can withstand the siege of several Tianxuan Supreme Beings. It can be used as the foundation of second- and third-rate racial protection sects.
The family's most important treasure. Although it was sold for a sky-high price of 570 billion spiritual stones, it didn't seem to attract much interest.
Only Kong Ying's concluding remarks at the end of the auction conference lifted the spirits of the guests.
Kong Ying said that the important treasures related to the demon king level that appeared in this auction started with Emperor Mian's Grass Bag and ended with the "Five Directions Dongliu Formation Diagram", a total of ten items.
And after 276 years, this number will increase tenfold, known as the "Hundred Treasures Club".
The Peacock clan took out hundreds of valuable treasures that were still of great use in the Demon King Realm, which shows how rich the family's wealth is.
At the opening of the auction, Kong Ying said: The next event will be far better than today. The guests who attended the event did not have a very intuitive idea. Now that the specific figures are in front of them, others can't help but be moved by it.
At the end of the auction, the entire venue repeated the strange scene of tree trunks swimming and changing positions, and all the private rooms were disrupted again.
After the meeting was announced to be over, five to six hundred people, in twos and threes, left their private rooms and walked out of the gate of Jiuyi Hall.
Gui Wujiu's steps were slow and his mind was wandering around, trying to sense the fluctuations of each person's energy. He was very curious about the identity of the guest "No. 13" who competed with him twice.
Although there are methods such as tree trunk disorder, spiritual consciousness light curtain, and even the sound of each person is carefully processed. But Gui Wujiu believes that everyone will get different amounts at the auction, and the harvest will be different. After coming out, the energy will be energetic,
There must be subtle changes based on the experience just now.
This slight change is enough to provide a basis for identifying blame.
Sure enough, after feeling it carefully for a moment, Gui Wujiu had already picked out six or seven of the demon cultivators who had obtained ten valuable treasures. This feeling of having a heavy weapon added to his body, even if he tried his best to conceal it, how could he escape Gui Wujiu's feeling?
Keen perception?
However, no one whose divine will and appearance resembles that of the monk No. 13 described by Gui Wujiu has not been found. It can be seen that this is a character who has reached an extremely high level of Qi refining. The so-called "chest with the dignity of a city" is worthy of praise.
While looking forward, there was a sudden flash of light, and a person came closer, with a smile on his face, which made people feel like they were in the spring breeze. It was Ma Zhen who had repeatedly tried to get closer to Gui Wujiu.
Ma Zhen cupped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to fellow Taoist Literary Master on your great achievement."
If a person with a bad temperament were to face Ma Zhen's offensive words, he would probably reveal some flaws. He might even wonder if Ma Zhen had some secret method that could reveal the identity of the people participating in the bidding.
But Gui Wujiu just smiled faintly and said: "Fellow Taoist Ma, I'm very grateful. Looking at your mental state, I think your gains are also not small."
Ma Zhen chuckled, waved his hand, and changed the subject: "The auction has ended, and the passage to the 'Shadow Valley' will soon open. I wonder if fellow Taoist Wen will return to the temporary cave to rest for a few days, or will we set off immediately?"
Shadow Valley is a deep valley located at the north gate of Qingmu City. In it, you can't see or hear, and your five senses are closed, as if you are on a deserted island outside of heaven and earth.
But this time will not last long. In about two quarters of an hour, you can see the light again and come out of the valley.
It's just that the place leaving the valley is no longer Aoki City. Everyone will be teleported to a place called "Yang City" through the strange teleportation array called "Inverted Circulation Formation" that is activated all the time under the shadow valley.
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Yangcheng is the outpost where all Nascent Soul Realm monks prepare to enter the "Resentful Spirit Realm", and it is also the first place where the "Cicadas" of the Peacock Clan begin to investigate. The majority of participating monks from the Peacock Clan, and Aoki
If the foreign monks in the city join together, they will enter Yangcheng through the same entrance.
In Yangcheng, as long as there is a short wait for everyone to gather, it is time for the "Mengdong Field Hunting" to start smoothly.
The invisible Shadow Valley Teleportation Array is actually a secret place for foreign monks to change their disguises.
Gui Wujiu replied: "When Mr. Wen came, he had already canceled the reservation for the temporary cave. He was about to go to the 'Shadow Valley'."
Ma Zhen looked regretful and said, "Then I can't go with my Taoist friends."
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In a small teahouse, against the window, there are two old men sitting opposite each other. But what is placed on the table is not a tea cup, but a chessboard and two chess pots, with five or six pieces falling on the table.
Ten sons, black and white are clear.
Of these two old men, one wore a green robe and had silver beard and hair. The other had a clean and clean face without a beard. But the one with a clean face had deep and shallow wrinkles faintly visible on his forehead, which made him look more beautiful than the one sitting opposite.
This silver-haired old man is a few years older.
There were no lamps in the small attic. However, the surrounding walls always gave off a strange feeling of reflection, as if the tables, chairs and walls were swallowed up by the overflowing light. Except for these two old men, there was really no way to find them.
The origin of such visions.
The essence is materialized, clear on the outside and inside. The five elements of brilliance are condensed into one. Only the great demon who has passed the hibernation stage can manifest this state.
Although these two old men were playing chess, they both seemed a little absent-minded. Every time they made two or three pieces, they would look out the window.
What I saw outside the window was a road, a stone gate, and endless earth walls on both sides of the stone gate. On the road, people approached one after another and entered the city through the stone gate.
On both sides of the stone gate, there are two men in feathered robes and holding talismans, who seem to be checking the identities of the people coming one by one. On the right side of the stone gate, about ten feet away, there is another millstone six or seven feet wide.
On top of the millstone, there is a handsome young man sitting with his eyes half-closed and his hands forming a seal. His demeanor is calm and calm, even with a bit of a smile, as if he is in a dream. Behind this man, there are five rays of light.
The loops are like rippling water.
However, those five rays of light are, after all, strong and weak. Only by looking closely can you see that one ray of light is the main one, and the other four are auxiliary. The stream of clear air turns into a whisk, wandering back and forth several feet away and near.
After inspecting the talismans, three people in a row successfully entered it.
The person standing in front of the door now is an honest and honest middle-aged man. He is a wise man. Without waiting for the guard's instructions, he took out a talisman and presented it with both hands. He said in his mouth: "The seven-color peacock has one lineage, and the lakes fill the mountains."
Confucius."
The two gatekeepers, who were also sunny and handsome, said vaguely "Hmm", but glanced at the young man sitting on the millstone.
The man on the millstone pressed hard with his wrapped fingers. The five-color brilliance, half like a broom and half like a whisk, suddenly brushed against the big man's face.
The big man's head and face instantly turned into a translucent mist. Half of it maintained its original appearance, but the other half condensed and turned into a black shadow of a goshawk.
The guard sneered and said: "Fellow Taoist of the Fei Liusha Eagle clan, please go back and practice for a few more years."
The middle-aged man was stunned at first, and then his face dropped as if he were mourning for his heir. He was very ugly and unwilling. His legs seemed to be filled with lead and refused to move an inch.
The two guards did not rush, they each had their arms folded, as if they were waiting for a good show.
Sure enough, after more than ten breaths, a bolt of thunder suddenly descended from the sky and hit the big man's fontanel. There seemed to be a wonderful power of space hidden in this thunder. Only a shout was heard, and the middle-aged man, whose whole body was charred.
, then I don’t know where it ended.
In the attic, two old men looked at each other and smiled after seeing this scene, and didn't take it seriously. They continued to cross black and white, making moves like flying.
About a quarter of an hour later, the older man said: "Kong, the guard at the east gate, has the highest cultivation level among the four Cicada monks. However, with his skill in cultivation, he was able to identify six foreign monks in half a day.
There are only six people who managed to get through. It can be seen that the people who dare to come to the meeting this year are far better than in the past."
But the silver-haired old man opposite just smiled and didn't answer.
The silver-haired old man held a white coin in his hand, but it didn't fall. After waiting for more than ten breaths, he said with a smile: "Old man Kong Duan, you lost."
The older-looking man named "Kong Duan" sat up straight and looked forward. He had a great advantage, so how could he lose?
The silver-haired old man suddenly raised his left hand, shook the compass in his hand, and said: "He has been close to the stone gate for ten breaths, but you didn't notice any clues. You lost this bet."
Kong Duan was shocked when he heard this. He quickly turned his head and looked at a young man standing on the side of the stone gate for a moment, and said loudly: "What? Isn't this the leader of my peacock clan?"
A few months ago, the leader of the Peacock clan said that during Meng Dongtian’s hunting, powerful alien monks came to try their hand at the Yuanying realm. Not to mention the Cicada monks with the same level of cultivation, I am afraid that even the Demon King of his own clan,
You may not be able to see through its true colors in a hurry.
The great demon named Kong Duan was dissatisfied. So he asked a friend, the silver-haired old man in front of him, Kong Dan, to make a bet with the rare treasure "Twelve Qi Celestial Wheel Compass" in his hand.
Fight. Any foreign monk who comes within ten breaths of the door will definitely be caught by him.
Kong Dan glanced at the compass in his palm, then raised his head to look into the distance, and sighed: "Good guy. The auras of three peacock monks are mixed into one. One of them is presiding over the auction meeting, and he will soon become me.
Kong Ying is a member of his generation. Although he cannot be called a demonstration, how confident is he that he is learning and selling his methods now?"
"Sure enough, today's world is a good time for geniuses to emerge in large numbers and high spirits."
Kong Duan's face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the stone door. After watching for a long time, he finally noticed a clue.
Next to the stone gate, stood a young monk with a wide face and a very amiable appearance. He was smiling and chatting with the two door guards.
Sitting on the millstone, Cicada Master Confucius had doubts in his mind. The "dark light" that was as dense as a whisk just now shone through, revealing the true appearance of an extremely handsome and majestic peacock, better than anyone who entered today. What he saw in front of him was
One of them is undoubtedly a distinguished member of the peacock clan.
It's just that the person in front of him always gave Mr. Kong a very familiar feeling.
Confucius suddenly remembered something and asked: "I wonder if you have any connection with Kong De, a member of the five-color peacock clan?"
The young monk standing in front of the stone gate showed his white teeth, responded with a harmless smile, and said with a bright face: "Taoist friends have good eyesight. Kongde is my cousin."
Confucius nodded thoughtfully.
At this time, the guard standing on the right said: "Although my Taoist friend has verified that his identity is correct, he still has to leave his name and record it on the Baguio Tianzhu."
The young monk thought for a while and said with a smile: "The five-color peacock is from the same lineage, Kong Ming."