As the solemn voice of the thin auctioneer sounded, many monks focused their attention on this auctioneer. The Burning Flame Sky Crystal was the item with the most bids in the auction. Jiang Feng had been observing carefully. It could be said that every turn of the auctioneer
The monks who arrived at Lot 19 all bid on this item, and no one was left out.
There is no doubt that after buying this top-notch piece of fire magician cultivator, even if he cannot use it, it can be sold to any cultivator in need through an auction. Jiang Feng even believes that even if he offers this auction,
The monks of this item will decisively set a reserve price after transferring to this auction. It is not for anything else, but just to clean up the price. It is worth the price. If it is put into the bidding auction, at least four of the fourth level will be worth it.
There is no doubt about it.
Two hundred level three!
The auctioneer read out the bids of Jiang Feng and Qiu Nanjia first in order of bidding. As soon as the price came out, Jiang Feng caught a few dark looks. It was obvious that their bids were lower than what he and Qiu Nanjia had set.
number.
One hundred and fifty-five level three!
Then someone close to the lowest price appeared. This person may be the young monk who transferred this number to him later. He probably wanted to pick up the missing one, but he seemed to have enough spiritual stones in his hand, because he turned the number three times, and all the numbers were returned.
He placed a bid on the auction item, but unfortunately, the person did not transfer to his auction item. Jiang Feng looked at the young man with the same gloomy look and felt somewhat regretful.
One hundred and eighty level three!
One hundred and eighty level three!
One hundred and eighty-two level three coins!
These three prices are a bit higher, and they are very close, but they are still lower than their own bids. If the bids are the same, the first bidder will get the auction. This is the rule of the auction, but they are all lower than 200 third-level coins, so there is nothing to worry about.
Fighting.
There was only one tag left, and it was a bid from a man in gray robe. Jiang Feng vaguely felt that he had seen that monk somewhere before, but the other party deliberately concealed it. He happened to ask about Tianlimen monk Zhou Zhenglian in the ruins of Qiunanjia Storm Canyon.
I didn’t pay any extra attention to the past events.
Two hundred and five third-level coins!
The auctioneer reported the price of the last tag. Qiu Nanjia and Jiang Feng's expressions changed at the same time. Damn it, it was the man in gray robe who made the last bid, and it was only five third-order coins higher than his own bid. Jiang Feng looked over to get it.
The figure taking the label felt quite unhappy.
"How dare you!"
He heard an angry curse from Qiu Nanjia behind him, and the majestic anger that followed. What happened? Jiang Feng was about to turn around and look at Qiu Nanjia, but Yi quickly stepped forward and squeezed through the crowd.
, walked towards the man in gray robe.
Hey! Don't do it!
Jiang Feng originally wanted to stop him, but Qiu Nanjia was faster. The monks passing by thought she was going to take action again, so they all got out of the way as if to avoid trouble. However, when Qiu Nanjia stepped forward, spiritual power surged in his hand, and he waved his index finger,
The hood of the gray-robed man burst open, revealing a bald head.
This person is actually Mo Haishu!
A pressure of Nascent Soul level immediately surged out from the body of the auctioneer named Yuan Qingli. Suddenly, the entire venue was filled with a bone-chilling chill. The auctioneer moved and floated to Qiunan Jiahe.
In front of the Mohai tree.
"Why, are you going to do something here?" There was coldness in her deep eyes, and she looked at Qiu Nanjia with a rather unkind look. Jiang Feng even felt that under the other person's plain appearance, there was a hidden desire for Qiu Nanjia's beauty.
envy.
"Ha, you misunderstood, we are acquaintances." Mo Haishu understood the idea, and before Qiu Nanjia could open his mouth, he took the first step to accompany Qiu Nanjia with a smile, "We are acquaintances, but we haven't seen each other for a long time, right, fellow Taoist Qiu?"
He deliberately did not say the name "Qiu Zuo Shi". Of course, in this environment, it was reasonable not to say it, but his smile was very obscene, and he wanted to make a mistake in front of the Yuanying monk.
, or Qiu Nanjia, neither has this ability, not to mention, the power behind the Yuanying monk is even more worthy of awe.
"Senior, I misunderstood." Qiu Nanjia also realized that her impulsiveness just now was because she was too concerned about this "Burning Flame Sky Crystal" and failed to control her emotions after recognizing the Mohaishu.
"That's good!"
Seeing that there is no enmity between the two, Yuanying Auctioneer no longer cares about it. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Now she just wants to finish the work quickly so that she can rest peacefully. Tonight, she will have to wait for her turn to guard the formation here. She has no time to spend time on these trivial matters. Of course, if someone is willing to challenge her authority, she will not hesitate to use means to teach the other party a lesson. : :
The auctioneer continued the process, and Mo Haishu successfully obtained the Burning Flame Sky Crystal. It was only after a few people left the roulette secret auction hall that Qiu Nanjia's expression turned grim again.
"Mohaishu, what do you mean?"
"Oh, Fellow Daoist Qiu," Mo Haishu seemed to be deliberately irritating Qiu Nanjia, and had not yet changed his title, "I was also ordered to do it, and no matter you or I took the photo, the person who used it in the end was the same person, right?
Is there any difference? This is all due to luck. If you had six more spiritual stones, I would probably be the one sighing now."
Qiu Nanjia was a little speechless when asked. Jiang Feng, who was on the side, quickly realized that since both parties were photographing this thing, it was naturally the president of the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce. There were no other two people. It seemed that this Mohaishu
He should not be from Qiu Nanjia. Considering Qiu Nanjia's title of "Left Envoy", Mo Haishu, as a protector, naturally served the "Li Right Envoy" whom he had only heard of. He originally did not pay attention to this word.
, now it seems that there are quite a lot of disputes within the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce. By the way, Baiguitang and Yixiaotang are just two groups. I should have thought of this a long time ago.
"You can take care of yourself." Qiu Nanjia snorted coldly, stopped talking, and walked out casually.
"Good luck, fellow Taoist Qiu." Mo Haishu said with a smile from behind. He also looked at his follower Jiang Feng and showed a mocking smile, "Master Jiang, walk slowly and be careful where you step."
"Remember to leave a ferocious spirit for me." Jiang Feng replied in time, causing the people around him to hear this word and look at the bald Mo Haishu. He quickly got into the crowd and disappeared.
"He actually agreed to sell it to you?" Qiu Nanjia couldn't help but turn around and ask. The two of them had a grudge, and she knew this very well.
"No, not yet. I'm just angry with him."
"You have free time, remember not to talk nonsense!"
Qiu Nanjia seemed to be in a better mood. When he came out of the hall and saw Liao Shenchang and others, he never mentioned what happened just now. He just said that he had not photographed the "Burning Flame Sky Crystal". They all expressed regret, but when they saw Qiu Nanjia
Without any expression, he turned off the fire and stopped talking, and went to the guest room to rest together. The bidding auction will be held tomorrow. Opposite the exit of the venue is the observation deck on the mountainside of Xuedao. Although there are some views, Qiu Nanjia is obviously
No interest.
Jiang Feng walked slowly and gradually fell behind the team. Qiu Nanjia was not interested, which did not mean that he was not interested. According to Yu Xiaoman's previous intelligence, Snow Island was not far away from one of the abandoned archipelagos farther east of the ruins of Master Haitang. The two
We had made an appointment in advance to sit together on the mountainside platform and overlook the remains of Master Haitang in the distance.
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Jincheng Sect, Shuanglong City.
The leader, Su Liqing, had just inspected the city's garrison situation, and sat down with the city lord Zuo Zichan to talk about some cultivation experiences. They were both prefecture-level monks. This was the first time that the two of them had talked about cultivation. Although
It was fresh, but because the two of them were wary and only stayed at the superficial level, the harvest was not great.
The current situation within the Jincheng Sect is very delicate. As the leader, he has the most eyes and ears, and he has naturally heard many rumors that are unfavorable to the Su family. Of course, these rumors cannot be taken seriously, as he can still control the overall situation.
, these are nothing. At least judging from the inspection of Shuanglong City, most monks are still extremely loyal and identified with the Jincheng Sect, or the Su family. On some small topics during the banquet, the two deputy city lords and the city lord
Zuo Zichan argued loudly, and although he was unhappy on the face, he was extremely happy in his heart.
How to check and balance these earth-level monks in the sect, including the emerging talents who are on the rise, has always been a problem in his mind. When his own path has not been able to advance further for a long time, and there is no successor leader, some people will be ready to take action.
, even if they are unwilling to move, their monks will instigate these earth-level monks to seek more sect benefits for the sake of more cultivation resources.
This is common sense, but it cannot be allowed to happen.
Unless we can expand the territory and obtain more resources for distribution, how can it be easy to launch a war? In the last civil war of the Seven Alliances, he assessed the situation and finally entered the battlefield and captured several cities. Although he recovered from the losses and
In terms of income, the Jincheng Sect may be the biggest winner, but since no monks have suffered losses, this war is almost meaningless to the Jincheng Sect's monks.
Unless the Chixia Sect in the north or the Biyun Sect in the east can be annexed, it will not be able to satisfy the appetite of the monks in the sect. The Qianshan Sect in the west cannot even think about it. On the one hand, the other party has not yet broken away from the protection of the patriarchal system. On the other hand,
They were too barren, and they would not suffer any losses if they attacked them. At this point, he had to admire Zeng Baoxian, the head of the Chixia Sect. Although the battle of the Seven Alliances was brutal, he took this opportunity to kill several people in the sect.
The rising dissidents have all been eliminated, and many Xuan-level monks have been lost. The interests within the sect have been redistributed, and with the income from Yanqiling, the sect is now peaceful and prosperous, which is different from the stagnant water of our own.
language.
Only through sacrifice can one have a sense of happiness. This is the truth he has recently realized. However, who should he attack? Each of the sects of the Seven Leagues is the sect worshiped by Liu Tingjian, the Nine Old Man. In a fight, the other party will generally not protect anyone's shortcomings.
, but as a human race and born in the Great Wei Kingdom, he is still slightly partial to Biyun Sect and Gujian Sect, but it is just inconvenient to come forward directly. Is it possible that he wants to attack Chixia Sect?
"Are you ready?" Su Liqing retracted his divergent thoughts and returned to the matter at hand.
He turned around and asked an old waiter in gray clothes. This person's name was Quan Shuisheng. Although his cultivation had only reached the spiritual level, he was his most trusted attendant. He was his playmate before he became the leader. He often
Looking at his aging expression, while feeling sympathy and pity in his heart, Su Liqing's expectations for his own path were a bit stronger. However, he also had something he envied, that is, he had three sons and an awakened Dharma minister.
He has reached the Xuan level, and because of his closeness to him, he was appointed by Su Liqing to serve in Shuanglong City. Today, the retinue of the deputy city lord is his son.
"Master, everything is ready. This decoction is the last one."
"Is it the last one?"
Su Liqing looked at his white, traceless wrists and sighed again in his heart. However, he did not hesitate at all. Instead, he got up and walked around behind the carved screen. There was a large wooden barrel filled with red juice. He did not take off his clothes, so he soaked his whole body.
Entering the wooden barrel, he controlled the flow of bluish spiritual energy and slowly let it swim and spread in the water. At the same time, the red color in the wooden barrel gradually faded, and soon turned into a g of clear water.
He looked at his white arms and wrists, which were still empty, without any marks. He couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, and stood up. His spiritual energy quickly transpired, quickly dispersing the water stains on his body. The old waiter played a cleaning charm for him.
He said softly:
"Master, don't force anything."
"I also want to ask for a decoction from the Hundred Medicine Master to give it a try."
"This is not beneficial to your cultivation, and the other party is no longer willing to give you this thing again, which violates his principles."
"I……"
Su Liqing's throat twitched slightly because of this, and she raised her head as if to control her emotions, "Is it destined that an earth-level monk and a sect leader will not have any more heirs in this life?"
"Six is the limit. The forbidden drug was used back then just to increase the number of heirs and increase the probability of awakening the Dharma. Being able to successfully avoid the curse that the Su family has always passed down is an act of defiance." The old man comforted softly.
He said, "Since God has not given you a boy, then find a way to choose one from among your grandchildren. There is still enough time, and you have enough daughters. I believe in your luck."
"Enough? Grandsons?" Su Liqing smiled. He thought of the rows of black wood and gold lacquer in the ancestral hall, and shook his head helplessly, "I think about it again, maybe it is as you said, how many people should be ranked
My daughter got married."
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Sea of rocks, snow islands, deep in the mountains.
The Yuanying Auctioneer, who looked plain and slim, walked all the way down. The entourage behind her stopped at the corner of the downward steps. Only she went down to the deepest place alone. Compared with the coolness in the auction house, the air here was slightly hot.
In the center of the hundred-foot-square hall, there is a well that occasionally spits out flames and is burning. This is an unsuppressed leyline fire.
"Sir Xu!" She walked slowly behind a man in red robes and said respectfully, "The carousel auction has ended. We have received a total of sixty fourth-level coins."
"Very good. Although it's not much, it's better than the previous one. Is there anything you like?" The man in red robe turned around, revealing his fair face. His nose was tall and unusual.
"not at all."
"Oh, I know you have high vision, and it depends on luck." The red-robed man smiled, "Have you felt the changes here? It's much stronger than the last time we came here.
point."
"Yes, during the journey of the treasure ship, it caused at least two inexplicable waves. Fortunately, the monks who control the beasts are all experienced and no accidents were caused."
"There is no need to worry too much. After this auction is over, I will unite with several heaven-level and half-saints to further suppress this place. Of course, if Li Zhenlong can make up his mind to eradicate it completely, that would be the best.
"
"Is this possible?"
"Yuan Qingli, you don't need to care about this," the red-robed man said with half persuasion and half warning. "At least you won't need to care about this until you reach Half Saint. Tonight's rotation, please pay more attention. I need to return to Yefan at night.
country to witness the peace talks between Wei and Yefan."
"Yes, I wish you a safe journey, sir."
"Little things!"
As the voice sounded, the figure of the red-robed man instantly disappeared into the empty hall. The Nascent Soul monk stayed for a moment beside the earth fire, took out a red copper coin, and held it tightly in his hand.
Let the blood soak the copper coin fully, and then throw it into the earth fire. In an instant, the copper coin melts into a drop of red copper juice and falls into the earth fire.
She waited quietly for a moment, and the juice floated out again, regrouping into a copper coin in mid-air. However, there were a few mysterious cracks on the originally wordless surface, and the earth fire that was originally spitting out,
It seemed as if it was about to go out, and all its power had been exhausted.
Earth Fire told me that the suppressed thing here actually gave birth to an heir on its own. Does it want to escape from here so much?
This is a strange thing, but what does this have to do with me, Yuan Qingli? As Xu Funing said just now, only when you reach the semi-saint level do you need to care about this kind of thing. If the sky falls, you seniors will be responsible for it. She
I quickly made a decision in my mind.
…………
what is that?
Standing on the viewing platform on the mountainside of Snow Island, Jiang Feng looked at the gloomy gray clouds that suddenly appeared on the deserted islands in the distance, and couldn't help but have many questions in his mind.
Just as he was trying to check, a sudden strong wind blew Yu Xiaoman's long hair on his face, causing him to become confused.