"Ask me?" Mo Juren looked surprised, but suddenly guessed something, and then smiled and said,
"Let me tell you what it is first. Also, your attitude is wrong. Since you are asking for help, you should at least be sincere."
"Sincerely!" Lian Feihua finally understood. This guy must have seen her thoughts and deliberately teased her. She didn't bother to talk in circles with him and asked directly,
"There are several lots here that I need, but the price may exceed my budget. If they are not enough, I need your help to hold them in place until the auction is over and then find someone to return them to you."
"Borrowing the spirit stone?" Mo Juren showed a look of surprise at the right time and said again,
"Yes, the most important thing I lack is the spiritual stone. But I can't borrow it in vain, I have to show some sincerity."
"What kind of sincerity do you want?" Lian Feihua raised her eyebrows and stared directly at the other party.
"I've been shopping with you these past few days, and my back and legs are sore. How about you help me squeeze it?" Mo Juren blinked.
"Pinch your legs..." Upon hearing the other party's request, Lian Feihua immediately made a long note, then slowly stood up and walked to the other party's side, asking with a half-smile,
"I wonder where the owner of Mo Building is going to let me pinch first?"
"Tap your shoulders first." Mo Juren patted his shoulder.
"Okay!" Lian Feihua smiled brightly and did not refute. Then she walked behind the opponent and raised her hands. However, in the next moment, she became furious. She smashed her white jade fist at the opponent crazily as if she didn't want money, and even more words in her mouth
Continuously scolding,
"I'll beat you to death, you bastard. You actually ordered me around. My father has never done such an outrageous thing since he was a child..."
Lian Feihua was really angry. Knowing that the opponent was thick-skinned and thick-skinned, he used all his strength without any scruples. His fists glowed with a fiery red aura, and they hit the opponent's shoulders with a dull sound like a drum.
Ring.
Unexpectedly, she still underestimated the opponent's physical strength and smashed her hard for a long time. In the end, he didn't even frown, but looked like he was very useful.
"Not bad, not bad, use more force! I can't tell, but you still have two brushes..." Mo Juren commented with satisfaction, and even took the tea from Han Yunzhi and drank it leisurely.
Get up.
Lian Feihua was about to explode with anger, and she spent a long time working hard to do nothing. Such a hard beating did not help at all, but she actually served the other party.
"Asshole!" Lian Feihua didn't want to waste any more energy, she immediately put away her fists, walked to Han Yunzhi's side in a few steps, hugged the other person's arm and shook her head,
"Yunzhi, if you don't care about him, you only know how to bully me."
"I can't control it." Han Yunzhi chuckled and said,
"But Sister Lian, you are out of your mind. Since you are short of spiritual stones, why don't you ask me? You went to Brother Mo instead, but you were teased by him."
"Ah..." Hearing this, Lian Feihua was stunned for a moment, and then she realized. Yes, Mo Juren is rich, but the good sister next to him is also a well-off little rich woman. Why is he so confused?
If you don't take the easy way out and choose the hard way to find that hateful guy, isn't it 'asking for self-disgrace'?
Thinking about how I had "hammered my shoulders" for the other party just now, I felt ashamed, angry, and aggrieved. However, the embarrassing thing had already been done, and it was too late to regret it.
He pressed his heaving chest and forced himself to calm down. However, he could only stare at someone fiercely without knowing what to do, ignored him, and turned to Han Yunzhi and said again,
"The items I need are already valuable, and with the competition, I don't know how many times the final price will be. The spiritual stone in your hand..."
"Don't worry, it's enough for you." Han Yunzhi smiled softly, but his words revealed great confidence. This made Lian Feihua slightly surprised. It seemed that he had underestimated the other party.
After all the joking and joking, it was not boring. About half an hour had passed before I knew it, and it was finally time for the auction to begin.
The three of them did not stay in the room, but put on their masks again and went straight out of the room, and then walked towards the slightly protruding stand in front.
There were also tables and chairs placed there. After the three of them sat down, they looked around.
Unlike before, the hall was already very busy at this time, especially down below, where the occupancy rate exceeded an astonishing 70%, with hundreds of monks in the alchemy stage.
There are also many Nascent Soul stage powerhouses in the corridor on the second floor. There are more than seventy or eighty people appearing in the stands alone, while others are still in the room.
Mo Juren guessed in his heart that the reason why so many people came to this auction may have something to do with him. After all, the emergence of the ten thousand-year elixir will inevitably attract countless strong people, all at this moment.
Gathering is normal.
Of course, one of the reasons why today's auction is so precious is that the Jiutian Merchant Alliance has also spent a lot of money on this big auction, and the treasures they have prepared are not only large in number, but each one is extremely precious.
He carefully observed the stands for a while. Unexpectedly, he did not see the figures of the two girls, but Wang Tiangu and the other three. He recognized them instantly because the former was not wearing a mask.
After all, it is a regular auction, and there are not that many contraband items. Therefore, only half of the Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses in the stands wear masks, and most of them directly show their true colors.
This includes Ancestor Xuan Yuan. Firstly, he has enough confidence to reach the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul. Secondly, his lifespan is short. He no longer cares about many things and is too lazy to hide it.
Dongmen Tu and Han Zhuo are also there. This is the news that Mo Juren has already received. Unfortunately, the two of them cannot be seen at this moment. They must be hidden somewhere.
"Buzz..."
At this moment, a melodious bell suddenly rang, and the sound seemed to carry some strange power, making the originally noisy hall instantly quiet.
Everyone was attracted by the sound of the bell and looked towards the high platform in the center of the hall. With a loud click, a huge khaki bell with a height of five feet slowly rose and appeared in front of everyone.
In sight.
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Next to the giant clock, a strange old man with a childlike face and red hair, wearing a red brocade robe with golden flame patterns embroidered on the surface, stood upright. In one hand, he held a clock hammer the size of an adult's fist. Obviously, the person who had just
That bell sound originated from the other party.
The red-haired old man was clearly a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and the mana fluctuations he emitted invisibly were as fierce as fire, powerful and thick, and he had obviously reached the peak of his early stage.
Facing so many strong men and all kinds of looks, he didn't show any signs of change. Instead, he calmly looked around for a moment, then said with a smile:
"I haven't moved around for many years, but I didn't expect to see so many old friends today. It's really gratifying."
"It turns out it's Sect Leader Lin. If you don't enjoy happiness in the Xuanhuo Sect, why did you come here to be an auctioneer?"
"Sect leader Lin is busy with things. It is said that he began to retreat to death many years ago, hitting the bottleneck of the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Why did he leave the retreat early? Could it be that it was not successful?"
"I heard that Fellow Daoist Lin was practicing a secret technique, so he chose to retreat. Now that he is out of retreat, I guess he has already mastered it, right?"
"..."
On the second floor of the stands, the Nascent Soul Stage masters were all asking and discussing. The circle of Tiannan Yuanying Stage monks was not large. It was obvious that everyone was familiar with each other and was familiar with each other's situation.
.
"Fellow Taoists know Lin's affairs clearly. Fellow Taoist Cheng is right. The reason why I am in seclusion is just to practice a secret technique. As for the bottleneck of hitting the middle stage of Nascent Soul, I have thought about it, but unfortunately I can't do anything.
"The red-haired old man explained briefly, then changed the subject and said,
"This is not the time to discuss these trivial matters. The auction is the most important. My Lin family is also a member of the Jiutian Merchant Alliance, so it is normal for me to personally preside over the auction."
"The rules of this auction are the same as before. Familiar Taoist friends don't need to worry about it, but there are some new friends. I will just say a few words..."
"The first is the process. In fact, it is not much different from many auctions. It is divided into two parts. First, the auction is for the items prepared by our pavilion. There will be a reserve price, and then the fellow Taoists will take turns calling out the bids.
The higher one gets it.
The second step is to wait for the free exchange meeting after all the items in this pavilion are auctioned. In this regard, it is all up to you to make your own decisions and trade by yourself..."
"It's him!" Somewhere in the stands, looking at someone who was being briefly introduced below, Mo Juren's expression moved slightly. He naturally knew about the Xuanhuo Sect, which was one of the many sects of the Nine Nations Alliance, and it was
A big faction famous for controlling flames.
The overall strength is only ranked fifth among the Nine Kingdoms, but Lin Shuo, the leader of the Lin clan who is revered as the 'Fire Controlling True Lord', has a great reputation.
"It is rumored that the inheritance of Xuanhuo Sect is unique in controlling and cultivating spiritual fire. Do you know about this?" Mo Juren suddenly thought of something, and then asked Lian Feihua through a message transmission.
"That's true. Especially this Sect Leader Lin. By chance, he got a 'red gold spirit flame' before he could form a pill. After successfully refining it, he soared into the sky until he broke through the pill form and became the Nascent Soul.
, and even became the sect leader of the Xuanhuo Sect." Lian Feihua nodded, but said again,
"However, there are very few spiritual flames that still exist in the world of cultivation today. Unless you have a great chance, you will never encounter it in your life. It is precisely because of this reality that the Xuanhuo Sect has been greatly reduced.
development potential, otherwise it would not be ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the Nine-Nation Alliance.
The Xuanhuo Sect's supreme inheritance, "The Burning Heaven Technique", has an extremely ancient origin. It seems to have come from ancient times, and it is definitely a top-notch magical skill.
It is a pity that due to the long history, a lot of this skill has been lost and is incomplete. In addition, its level is too high, and the requirements for practitioners are even more stringent. As a result, there is only one Fire Control Master who can use this skill so far.
People cultivate.”
"Burning Heaven Technique?" Mo Juren's eyes flashed slightly, wondering what he was thinking about?
"The rules have been introduced, and Lin will not repeat them again, so as not to keep everyone waiting." At this time, Lin Shuo had explained all the matters, and then pointed the hammer to the giant khaki clock aside. "As the first item to be auctioned at the opening, we have specially prepared a rare treasure for everyone, which is this 'soul-purifying bell'. This treasure is not on the auction list, and now I will introduce it in detail by Lin.
This treasure came from the hands of Master Huo of the Shenjiang Pavilion. It is the only Yin Dao treasure that was refined in his lifetime.
He himself even admitted that this bell borrowed many concepts from ancient Ledao treasures and had an element of experimentation. It was a complete coincidence that it was finally refined. It is almost impossible to copy a second one.
The bell has the unique effect of cleansing the soul and refining the state of mind. Of course, there is also a drawback, that is, there is a limit to the number of times it can be used. It can only be rung once every other month. Moreover, this benefit will gradually weaken as the strength increases, especially
It is a strong person above the Nascent Soul stage, and its effect is minimal.
In addition, this treasure cannot be refined, and its volume is fixed. Therefore, it is not suitable for individuals. Instead, it must be placed in a sect to exert its greatest effect..."
The speaker was intentional, and the listener was equally attentive. After listening to Lin Shuo's detailed explanation and analysis, many Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses on the second floor were immediately moved.
The name of Huo Yulou, the number one master craftsman of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, is almost unknown to everyone. He is one of the best in the entire Tiannan. The things in his hands are absolutely reliable.
It doesn't matter if it has little effect on them, but if they have this clock, it will definitely be of great benefit to the juniors in the sect or family.
As for the monks at the lower level, they obviously also understand the true meaning of this clock. Although some people are greedy, they can only look at it, and no one dares to compete for it.
Seeing the reaction of everyone on the second floor, Lin Shuo's dark eyes suddenly flashed with satisfaction, and then said,
"As the opening of this auction, there is no reserve price for this polyphonic clock. Fellow Taoists can start bidding from scratch. Each bid must not be less than five hundred spirit stones. Please start..."
"Five hundred..."
"One thousand..."
"One thousand and five..."
"Two thousand..."
"Three thousand..."
"..."
The bidders were all Nascent Soul stage monks, and all of them were wealthy. In just a moment, the price had reached an extremely high level.
Of course, it also has something to do with the treasure itself. It was made by a famous artist and is the only one. Whether it is its rarity or its special effects, it will definitely not be cheap.
Soon the number had soared to more than 30,000, and it was only then that the bidding voices gradually slowed down.
"I'm offering 35,000. If anyone else bids again, Xing will admit defeat and won't continue to compete." But at this moment, an old man in Ge Yi suddenly said in a deep voice in a stand somewhere.
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell silent instantly, and no one continued to follow.
"It turns out to be Senior Xing of Bailian Mountain. I have admired you for a long time." Lin Shuo cupped his hands and continued to look around and said,
"Now there are 35,000 spiritual stones, which fellow Taoist is willing to bid?"
"Thirty-five thousand once..."
"Thirty-five thousand two times..."
"Thirty-five thousand three times... Okay, the deal is done. This Yin Dao treasure 'Soul Purifying Bell' will belong to fellow Taoist Xing." As soon as Lin Shuo finished speaking, two deacons came on stage and personally carried the treasure to the two
Building, make arrangements with the old man Ge Yi on the spot.
At the same time, another pretty girl in a red dress came slowly, holding a tray about a foot long and wide between her fair arms, covered with red cloth.
When the girl approached, Lin Shuo did not hesitate, and immediately lifted the red cloth, revealing a small ring with a diameter of three inches. The whole body was black and red, and the surface was intertwined with spiritual patterns, which was weird.
