"Ah, not good!" At the same time that Qin Fengming created a forbidden spirit pattern, the middle-aged monk named Ye, who had a calm expression, suddenly shouted quickly.
As he spoke, his figure quickly retreated away.
At the same time, the remaining two monks who were about to wait for Qin Fengming to finish testing the Broken Sword, and they also tested it, suddenly changed their expressions when they heard shouts, their bodies flashed, and they also quickly retreated out.
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On the huge auction stage, only Qin Fengming was left standing.
He stared at the dagger that suddenly shone with green light in the air, feeling a terrifying breath of wind blades like a golden sword sweeping past, and a dull sound of thunder that seemed to resound in the ears of the spirit. Qin Fengming's body
He stood still and did not move at all.
The power of the spiritual consciousness that frightened the monk who was tested just now was not revealed under the impact of his terrifying spiritual consciousness.
The terrifying dazzling green light appeared quickly, but disappeared just as quickly.
The moment Qin Fengming successfully manipulated the forbidden talisman to touch the body of the Broken Sword, the dazzling green light that was originally ignited suddenly retreated and fell silent.
The buzzing and trembling Broken Sword itself became completely motionless. The wind blades and low thunderous sounds that were originally emitted outwards also suddenly disappeared.
"Impossible, fellow Taoist, you are actually able to completely imprison this broken sword."
Looking at the broken sword about a foot long that was motionless in the air, the middle-aged monk named Ye, who knew that the broken sword was powerful, suddenly changed his expression and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
After the auction house accepted the broken sword, a city lord from Duanshan City who was in charge of the auction house had personally inspected it. Even with the power of the late Xuan Ling, he could not completely imprison the broken sword.
Although the middle-aged man surnamed Ye just stopped the broken sword from escaping quickly, he only confined it within a certain range and did not completely seal it.
Even so, he was able to accomplish this by using a series of confinement techniques specially developed by the city lord.
At this moment, although the restriction on the stone platform has a strong sealing power on the broken sword, it still cannot make the broken sword completely immobile.
However, what was revealed in front of everyone at this time was a broken sword that was motionless.
Although the fluorescent light was still flashing, the terrifying sound of wind, thunder, and the overwhelming aura no longer existed. Such a situation, how could the middle-aged man named Ye not be shocked.
There are thousands of monks present at this moment. Although their cultivation levels are different, they are all smart and intelligent people.
Seeing this scene, no one could have guessed that this young-looking monk had easily imprisoned the remnant treasure that might have come from the immortal world.
As long as it can be imprisoned and spent a period of time, it can be completely refined and eventually become a powerful magic weapon for oneself.
"Fellow Taoist, you are serious. This powerful thing cannot be easily imprisoned. At this moment, it is just a spiritual pattern that I sacrificed that caused it to stagnate for a moment." When Qin Fengming said this, he was motionless.
The broken sword suddenly trembled again, and the sound of wind and thunder was louder than before.
After Qin Fengming finished speaking, his body quickly crossed the stone platform.
Without bothering to speak to Qin Fengming, who was leaving the stone platform, the middle-aged figure surnamed Ye flashed over. The forbidden energy in his hand flashed out again, and he quickly imprisoned the broken sword in mid-air again.
The eyes of the thousands of monks present did not look at the middle-aged man who was performing the technique this time. Instead, they were firmly fixed on Qin Fengming, who was returning quickly.
Although everyone was surprised that the young monk in front of them could easily imprison the broken sword, what they wanted to know more was whether this broken sword really came from the Milo Realm.
"This fellow Taoist's methods are really amazing. I am ashamed of myself, but I don't know if you can be sure that the half-broken sword is really a thing from the immortal world?"
Among the crowd, an old man with spiritual powers who was not far from Qin Fengming stood up, raised his fist towards Qin Fengming, and asked for advice in a very polite manner.
This old man's cultivation level was only in the middle stage of spiritual connection, so he did not step forward to test it.
However, when facing Qin Fengming, he didn't show any restraint.
Upon hearing the old man's question, thousands of monks present immediately shut up, and the entire square became quiet. Everyone wanted to hear Qin Fengming's opinion.
Qin Fengming's face showed a solemn look, and he looked at the broken sword that was still trembling and struggling on the auction table. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a look of thought in his eyes.
After more than a dozen breaths, he finally showed a clear expression and put away his serious and thoughtful expression.
"This broken sword and remnant treasure must have come from the Miluo Realm, because the spiritual patterns sealed on the sword body can't be arranged by our spiritual world monks, and the broken sword has a layer of
Wrapped in a strange aura, Qin sensed the breath of the Thunder Bamboo from that place. Just imagine that the rumored Thunder Bamboo has ever appeared on our interface?"
Qin Fengming looked around and spoke slowly.
When everyone heard Qin Fengming's words, most of their faces flashed with excitement. Some were suddenly stunned, and although some were still a little confused, there was not much left.
Even those who were doing the testing were nodding with conviction at this moment.
Although they did not sense the aura of Ben Lei Bamboo, they had personally experienced the power of the spirit patterns on the sword body. It was extremely powerful and was not comparable to those improved spirit patterns in the spirit world.
"Hahaha, fellow Taoists, you have no objections to the origin of this wind and thunder sword remnant treasure passed down from the Miluo Realm. Now, at the official auction, the low price of 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones will be increased every time.
Twenty thousand high-grade spiritual stones, we can start now."
Seeing that everyone no longer doubted the provenance of the broken sword, the middle-aged man named Ye laughed and decided to start the auction.
"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Ye. I want to know why Senior Xuanling, who is in Duanshan City at the moment, has not shown up to participate in this auction for such an artifact from the Immortal Family?"
Just as the middle-aged man named Ye finished speaking, an old man suddenly spoke up.
The old man's words made everyone present once again pay attention to the middle-aged man named Ye, waiting for his answer.
If this remnant treasure belongs to the Immortal Family, it is really puzzling why no one is tempted by those powerful Xuanlings.
Hearing the old man's words, Qin Fengming didn't care in his heart. Because he already knew the reason, that is, it is true that this remnant treasure belongs to the immortal family, but its power, even if it is refined, is still against the people of Xuanling.
It's not very helpful. Even if it's compared to Xuanling monks getting some magic weapons, it might not be as good as it is.
Fighting for it is really not of much use.
"What Wu Daoyou said is absolutely true. The reason for this is that Ye did not explain that this treasure was originally an unsold item in Senior Xuanling's auction two years ago. After all the powerful experts looked at it, none of them were interested in getting it.
Because of its efficacy, it can be said that it can only help people below our level of cultivation. If we can obtain it and successfully refine it, it will be stronger than our own destiny."
The words of the middle-aged man named Ye were almost exactly what Qin Fengming was thinking.