The old man in gray clothes was so shocked that he sat up and stood up.
He held the "palace" in his palm with his backhand, his old eyes full of shock.
The Void Spiritual Treasure is an existence that transcends "immortal weapons" and can also be said to be the best among immortal weapons.
Once such a treasure is released, it will trigger a fight between all forces and lead to bloodshed.
"Do you really want to auction this thing?"
The old man in gray had a look of disbelief.
These two losers, these treasures were all put up for auction.
He secretly looked at Qin Nan.
Qin Nan was wearing a long green gown, but he could not feel the temperament and majesty that a superior person should have on him.
"Is it possible that this kid comes from some dilapidated hermit family?"
For a moment, the old man in gray clothes was full of thoughts.
Qin Nan glanced at Lao Niu.
Lao Niu understood it in his heart, put on a "heartbroken" look, and lamented:
"If it weren't for the battle for luck, my master would not have made such a move. This spiritual treasure is indeed precious, but for the crime of harboring it, our cultivation is too weak and we have no backers, so we can only auction it."
"I see."
The old man in gray clothes observes the words and expressions.
Lao Niu pretends to be miserable, which can be said to be a proficient person.
The old man in gray clothes didn't notice anything unusual.
"Okay, this is the Supreme Token for Room No. 10. In three days, Wantong Auction House will hold a large-scale auction."
A black gold token flew out and landed in Qin Nan's palm.
Song Rentou also received a palm-sized black gold token.
This token is their admission ticket.
The two of them left the auction house and went straight to the Wantong Inn in the city.
Wantong Inn is one of the many properties under the jurisdiction of Mr. Wantong.
Compared with other first-level sects, Wantong Pavilion is more like a hybrid sect that includes business, alchemy, weapon refining, and cultivation.
Outside Wantong Inn.
"Master, how many are there?"
As soon as Qin Nan arrived outside the inn, he saw Wu Daozi, Zhou Jiansheng, and Fengchuisheng.
"Hey, let's talk about it after we go in."
Feng Chui Sheng looked helpless and waved to Qin Nan and others to follow.
Qin Nan glanced at Zhou Jiansheng.
This guy also had a sad expression on his face.
"What happened?"
Qin Nan secretly sent a message.
Zhou Jiansheng's eyes flickered for a while, he hesitated to speak, and finally did not speak.
In room No. 18.
Everyone filed in.
Wantong Inn is located all over the world in Tianlong.
The rooms in each inn are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, xuan and yellow.
Outside the capital, by virtue of their status as the elders of Wantong Pavilion, they can all stay in Tianzihao rooms.
Here, they can only stay in rooms with a local name.
It’s different from outside the city of God.
Every room here is unique.
Qin Nan looked around and saw fluctuations in formations around him.
The space in the room seems to be only over 100 square meters, but in fact it can be divided into several rooms arbitrarily according to the number of people.
"Qin Nan, you must enter the top 100 seats in this battle of destiny."
The wind blew a long sigh, pulling Qin Nan back from his thoughts.
Qin Nan was slightly startled.
"Senior, what happened?"
Feng Chuisheng glanced at Zhou Jiansheng, the meaning was self-evident.
"Senior brother..." Qin Nan called.
Zhou Jiansheng looked like he was in a state of despair and said slowly:
"Miss Yue'er was forcibly abducted by a mysterious strong man in order to save me. Before the man left, he said that after the Battle of Daoyun, we must help him find a treasure called the Magic Wand in the Burial Demon Abyss."
"Being forcibly taken away?"
Qin Nan was shocked.
Wind blows, Wu Daozi is a strong person who has reached the holy realm.
If the other party is able to kidnap someone in front of the two of them, his cultivation level must at least reach the peak of the Saint Realm.
"Senior, don't worry, I will do my best on this matter!"
Qin Nan's eyes were determined.
This is his promise!
He has an invincible sword spirit, an immortal sword soul, a tens of thousands of feet of altar, and one hundred seats. He realizes that it will not be too difficult.
Feng Chui Sheng looked at Qin Nan's confidence and said in a deep voice:
"For this matter, I owe you a favor. As for Tears of the Galaxy, you can do your best when the time comes."
The space fluctuated, and Feng Chui Sheng's figure disappeared on the spot.
"Disciple, the Battle of Dao Luck is an unusual sect competition. This battle will definitely bring together the geniuses of the current generation from all forces in Tianlong. The world of Tianlong is too big, and no one knows how many evil monks are hidden.
"
When Wu Daozi saw this, his eyes showed solemnity and he continued:
"For thousands of years, the top 100 seats in every Dao Fate battle have been made by a generation of geniuses. Without exception, their cultivation levels are almost all at the peak of the Mortal Realm. In this battle, you must go all out to win.
It is possible to break into the top 100 seats."
"Senior Feng has a great debt to me. I will do my best for this matter."
Qin Nan leaned over and saluted.
Feng Chui Sheng regarded him as the heir of the mantle. How could he forget such a great favor?
"So what if I'm at the peak of transforming into a mortal? As I continue to refine my sword intent, it's not impossible for me to kill transforming mortals with my sword."
In this regard, Qin Nan has strong confidence.
Three days flew by.
Outside the Wantong auction house, there was a huge crowd of people.
Countless monks gathered here.
"Did you hear about it? In this auction, not only are there entries for the Battle of Destiny, but there are also countless mysterious treasures."
"I heard that there is another Void Spiritual Treasure this time! It is the best among immortal weapons. I really didn't know that it was that prodigal son who actually put such a valuable treasure up for auction."
"Not only that, I also heard that there will be a seventh-grade treasure pill in this auction!"
"What! Seventh-grade treasure pill!"
"Is this shocking? I'm telling you, my uncle's eldest cousin works here. He also revealed that this auction will be the largest auction in the history of Wantong Auction House. It's not just the seventh item.
, even the ninth-grade divine elixir may appear!"
…
…
Countless people were discussing and making noise outside the venue.
Qin Nan, Lao Niu and Zhou Jiansheng arrived as promised.
"Xiao Nanzi, in this auction, you can take photos of anything you see."
The old cow's eyes flashed and he grinned.
That "Void Spiritual Treasure" is their greatest confidence.
This kind of treasure is definitely the supreme treasure in this world!
Qin Nan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lao Niu.
"Old Niu, I don't care what you want to do! After it is done, you must share 30% with me. Otherwise, you will never have the chance to enter the immortal space."
"Thirty percent!! Xiao Nanzi, you are talking like a lion!"
When Lao Niu heard this, his smile froze and his face immediately hurt.
Obviously, this guy has already planned to cause trouble in the Wantong auction house.
"Old Niu, you'd better not be too ostentatious. This is not a kind place."
Qin Nan calmed down his thoughts, and his face gradually became solemn.
The previous old man's cultivation level was above the mortal realm.
There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are as many masters as there are.
"This king has his own sense of proportion in doing things."
Lao Niu was asking for trouble, but there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
"Master, the auction is about to begin."
Song Rentou stood aside and reminded.
Ahead, the crowd dispersed, and countless monks filed in.
