Someone is auctioning off the relics of the ruthless emperor!
Regardless of whether it is true or not, as long as this gimmick comes out, the attention will naturally be there.
He came closer and took a closer look. The utensils placed in front of the unshaven middle-aged man were indeed full of ancient charm.
However, in the world of spiritual practice, there are too many ways to cheat, and the effort required to distinguish the true from the false is several times greater.
Among the monks present, there are many who have practiced cultivation for many years, so naturally they will not believe the other party easily.
However, although I disdain it in my heart, there is nothing wrong with it if I am addicted to my eyes and mouth.
Soon, a young man in rich clothes smiled and said:
"Brother, I wonder how you sell these things?"
After hearing what the wealthy young master said, the middle-aged man still said in a calm tone:
"Thousands of pounds come from the source, and the one with the highest price will get it."
As his words fell, the place exploded instantly.
"I'll go! Wan Jinyuan, this is too dark!"
In fact, although the human world today has abundant source energy, the number of source stones and divine sources is still scarce, far from being worth the price of cabbage.
What's more, ten thousand kilograms of pure source, or something equivalent to its value, is a considerable expense even for the elders of a certain major sect.
Of course, that's all if it's value for money.
However, if someone buys these artifacts of unknown origin in front of them, it will almost put the blame on their foreheads.
Therefore, for the first time, almost no one took it seriously and only regarded his lion's mouth as a joke.
"Haha. If it is really the relic of the ruthless emperor, will you sell it at a low price for a mere ten thousand kilograms?"
A middle-aged man who obviously came from a major ancient sect said so disdainfully.
"right!"
"That's right!"
"Made, Wanjinyuan sells scrap products, how can you make such shady money!?"
Afterwards, a chorus of echoes emerged one after another, gathering into a torrent to denounce the middle-aged man in front of him.
"snort!"
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his eyes and let out a disdainful snort, which was immediately followed by the overwhelming aura of the Great King Realm, causing more than 90% of the onlookers monks present to instantly become silent, as silent as a cicada, and couldn't help but tremble.
"What do you guys know?"
"If you want to enter the dojo of the ruthless emperor, how can you do it without a token?"
"These treasures from my uncle are prepared for people who are really in need."
"If you don't want to buy it, get out of the way and stay out of the way!"
As soon as the cultivation level of the Dacheng King came out, there were obviously a lot less people present who dared to contradict him, but there were still some people who whispered.
Generally speaking, no one is willing to be the first "taken advantage of".
"Boss, how much does this hosta cost?"
Suddenly, a young man who looked young and was extremely honest came forward and spoke like this.
"I said brother, are you okay?"
"This is obviously a scam, why do you really want to buy it?"
All of a sudden, there were similar kind words and sincere words.
Of course, at the same time, there are also voices of doubt.
Several disciples from famous sects frowned slightly, their eyes wandering on the middle-aged and honest young people, and said suspiciously:
"You kid, could it be that you are asking for help?"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone present towards the young man gradually became strange.
"If you don't mind, let me control your eyes."
Just when the atmosphere here was stagnant, an old man with a stooped figure stepped forward.
"I've met senior!"
These are one of the few kings in the city. The old king is usually kind to others and is well respected by others.
The old king came closer and cupped his hands towards the middle-aged man. The latter gave him a self-indulgent look and looked no further.
The old king carefully picked up a jade teapot, with many mysterious and complicated runes flashing in his eyes.
After observing for a long time, his figure couldn't help but be shocked, and he couldn't help but said in amazement:
"It's really an ancient artifact from nearly 300,000 years ago!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a moment of silence, followed immediately by the roar of people.
They never expected that this seemingly unreliable middle-aged man would actually be an "expert".
Immediately, everyone thought that he had reached the realm of a king. Even if he traveled all over Beidou, he would definitely be a well-known figure.
The most important thing for these people is their face.
If someone subsequently discovers that he is selling fake goods and reveals his true identity, he will be really embarrassed.
Thinking about it this way, the possibility that what he is selling is real increases greatly.
"I want this hosta!"
"Don't grab it, I was attracted to the teapot first!"
"My cloth shoes!"
Although some people still retain their sense, there are now many hot-headed people.
"Hey, don't worry, don't worry."
Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face finally showed joy and glowed red.
"boom!"
And just when he was busy collecting money and enjoying himself, some kind of fluctuation in the avenue was spreading, causing him to change color instantly.
"stop!"
Soon after that, I saw the middle-aged man holding the donkey with one hand, grabbing the shoulder of the honest young man with the other, and turned into a fairy light and went away.
It wasn't until the pressure of the saint came and the man's figure had long since disappeared that everyone present realized:
"I'll go, it's really a request!"
…
It is quite far away from the ruthless dojo and the sacred city in the depths of the desert.
"Buzz——"
Amidst the misty green clouds in the sky, the figure of the middle-aged man appeared. Sensing the saint's spiritual thoughts disappearing, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
I saw a flash of brilliance on the bodies of the middle-aged man and donkey, replaced by the unscrupulous Taoist priest Duan De, whom I had not seen for a long time, and the extraordinary dragon horse.
Sure enough, when the ruthless emperor's dojo was born, Duan De naturally wanted to join in the fun.
As for the seemingly honest young man on the side, he also showed his true appearance, it was Ye Fan.
"Hmph! With your little tricks, you still want to deceive me, Master Dao?"
Seeing this, Duan De naturally looked proud.
Ye Fan was not surprised at all when Duan De recognized his own transformation at a glance.
After all, he is the spiritual reappearance of Ming Zun in the physical body. In real terms, he can be said to be the ancestor of the Yuantian lineage. This is even more outrageous than "squatting in the same family".
Shaking his head and suppressing the messy thoughts in his mind for the time being, Ye Fan asked with a sincerely curious look on his face:
"Uncle Duan, do you really have a 'relic' of the ruthless emperor?"
"Of course!" "You believe this too!?"
To this, Duan De and Long Ma answered in unison.
The two immediately turned their heads and looked at each other fiercely.
However, before Ye Fan had time to ask, Duan De quickly added:
"Master Dao, I do have it, but I don't dare to really take out the things used by the ruthless emperor and sell them for cheap."
"Although the ones just now are indeed antiquities from more than 300,000 years ago, they are just ordinary objects and nothing."
After hearing this, Ye Fan felt like a bright mirror in his heart.
Duan De's "previous life" was the Yuan Emperor who was parallel to the ruthless emperor and the first emperor of chaos.
It is said that Emperor Yuan has a close relationship with the Great Emperor. It would be reasonable to say that he has a token of the Great Emperor.
As for the other things, Ye Fan suspected that they were buried in advance by Emperor Yuan and left to future generations as his own "treasures".
After thinking about this clearly, Ye Fan felt helpless and at the same time felt a little more confident about exploring the ruthless dojo.
Huh! Even if the various religions really found the token of the ruthless emperor, what does it matter? Here is a living friend of the emperor from the past!
By then, even if the ruthless emperor really senses that someone is tampering with his dojo, he will probably turn a blind eye for Duan De's sake. Their lives should not be in danger.
That's right.
Just when Ye Fan was about to speak and discuss the matter with Duan De——
"Shh-"
Duan De made a gesture of silence.
In the dark, his vast and majestic spiritual thoughts are rising and falling, accompanied by the mysterious and inexplicable flow of Tao power.
"Hahaha!"
Finally, it was Duan De's hearty laughter.
Seeing Ye Fan's confused look, Duan De immediately took the initiative to explain:
"To tell you the truth, it has been a while since I arrived in the Northern Territory. In order to ensure that the exploration of the ruthless dojo is foolproof, I have made many arrangements in advance."
"However, during this time, I realized that someone dared to secretly sabotage my arrangement."
"It's a pity that that guy is really cunning, and he was allowed to escape several times."
"So, this time, I'm here to catch a turtle in a jar, hehe."
Seeing Duan De's happy look, Ye Fan still didn't understand that the man in the dark must have fallen into the trap he had set, and that's when Duan De got a feeling.
"Let's go and take you to see a good show!"
Duan De couldn't help but say something, and with a wave of his sleeves, he took Ye Fan and Long Ma away together, set up the Shenhong Avenue, and pointed directly at the trap he had laid.
Looking from a distance, in front of you is a mysterious and mysterious formation in operation, its power is astonishing.
And in the big formation, a black figure as tall as a hill stood.
"Ouch——"
As the howls of ghosts and wolves came out, the beings inside seemed to sense the arrival of Duan De, Ye Fan and others, and immediately broke out in this direction.
"I go!"
Seeing this, Duan De couldn't help but widen his eyes. He never expected that someone could actually break his formation, and now he was about to escape from the trap.
When the figure in the formation gradually approached, they were finally able to roughly identify its true identity.
It turned out that it was not the prehistoric alien species or fairy bloodline that several people expected, but just an extremely strong and big black dog.
And on the back of the big black dog, there was a faint, petite figure.