Chapter 766 Five-Colored Pheasant and Seeking Death
"This is... a five-color pheasant! How is it possible?" The moment he saw the bird, Ye Yunge immediately exclaimed. At the same time, some other monks in the hall who knew the bird also reacted one after another and showed surprise.
"Is this bird very precious?" Mo Juren's expression changed and he asked with some doubts.
"There is a clan of spirit pheasants in the North Sea Demon Territory, with at least nearly a thousand members. It is not too precious. I have seen one before, but this is the first time I have seen one with such a colorful body."
Ye Yunge frowned lightly and suddenly said,
"Furthermore, the Bird Clan has a respected status in the Beihai Demon Realm. The Spirit Pheasant Clan is one of the best because of its powerful talent and extremely high intelligence. Almost all of them live in the deepest parts of the sea and never go out. If you want to capture them,
It’s extremely difficult, let alone a baby bird in front of me.”
"Maybe he ran out on his own." Another voice came from the side, but it was a middle-aged woman with a slightly stout figure. Apparently she heard Ye Yunge's doubts and guessed with a smile.
"Sister Xing knows about this?" Ye Yunge was slightly surprised. The strong woman nodded immediately, but suddenly her eyes flashed and she reminded in a low voice,
"I also made a guess. Regardless of whether it's true or not, princess princess, please don't be tempted. The origin of this thing is too special. It will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble if you keep it with you."
"As long as you don't go to the Beihai Demon Territory, there won't be any trouble." Ye Yunge smiled slightly and was not afraid at all. The strong woman also reacted immediately,
"That's true."
If it comes from the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, it is natural to have some concerns, but the Beihai Demon Clan is a different matter.
Ever since a powerful human race in ancient times suppressed all the North Sea Demon Clan, the hatred between the two sides has become irreconcilable. Naturally, there is no need to care. As long as they don't get close to the depths of the North Sea, there is nothing the other side can do.
The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is different. Although they are both demons, their relationship with the human race is more subtle because they live on land.
Like the two women, other people in the hall had the same idea. After learning about the origin of the five-colored pheasant, they all started gearing up, with unconcealable greed in their eyes.
The spirit pheasants are not only powerful in talent, but also extremely intelligent. Although they are only baby birds, they are no less than human children.
At this time, he was stared at by greedy eyes from all around, and humanized fear instantly appeared in his eyes, and his originally curled up body began to tremble slightly involuntarily.
Until a certain moment, his eyes inadvertently saw a certain location, where a strange human figure was sitting.
The bright eyes of the five-colored pheasant were stunned for a moment, as if they were thinking about something, and then they suddenly lit up, and a trace of hope burst out.
"Huh?" Mo Juren had naturally been sizing up the other person, and when he suddenly saw such a scene, he was a little confused.
What kind of look is this, as if he recognizes himself and is asking for help?
Not just him, almost all the Nascent Soul Stage experts in the entire hall also looked surprised, and they all speculated that there was really some relationship between the two?
"Interesting!" On the high platform, a trace of amusement flashed in the eyes of the man in black robe, and then he laughed loudly,
"It seems that all fellow Taoists have guessed the origin of this spiritual bird. Yes, it is a member of the North Sea Spirit Pheasant family, and it is also a breed with mutated bloodline.
Although he is still in his infancy, his intelligence is extremely high and he has unlimited potential in the future. It is definitely worth having..."
"The Lingya clan is famous for their extremely high intelligence. It's not unusual for them to be smarter. However, their bloodline has mutated, which is very unique. I wonder what kind of talent they have mutated?" Someone couldn't help but ask directly.
We've reached a critical point.
Since it is a mutation, it naturally means that it is uncontrollable. It may be a good direction or a bad direction.
The ordinary spirit pheasant family has inherited the talent for escape from the ancient alien species, the 'Four-winged Wind Chasing Pheasant', and possesses unparalleled flying speed.
In addition, this bird is born with a terrifying level of mental power, and can invisibly control the consciousness of other monsters of the same level, or even higher levels. Coupled with its extremely high intelligence, it has always been the commander-level among the Beihai Monster Clan.
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Therefore, this bird has high cultivation value, even if it requires a long time and countless resources, it is still exciting.
But the one in front of me is different. Although it looks more beautiful in appearance, the strength of the demon clan does not depend on appearance. It is not necessarily good or bad in nature.
"This..." Upon hearing this, the man in black robe couldn't help but feel a flash of embarrassment in his eyes, and then said helplessly,
"To be honest, after capturing this five-color spirit pheasant, one of our elders who specializes in studying monsters has carefully investigated it and found that it did not inherit the bloodline talent of the clan, and it did not even have outstanding mental power.
There has been a significant improvement in spiritual intelligence alone.”
"What! No inherited talent..."
"Not even mentally..."
"What's the use of just being beautiful and having high intelligence? To be a pet..."
"..."
For a moment, everyone present began to theorize one after another. They originally knew that it was the North Sea Spirit Pheasant Clan, and they had some expectations in their hearts, but at this moment, they dissipated in an instant.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by taking out such a useless monster? Is it going to be auctioned off as a pet?"
"Yeah, it's just such a useless thing, so why go to all the trouble to lock it up in a cage? Can it still escape?"
"..."
There was inevitably some cynicism in everyone's words, but the man in black robe did not change his expression and said with a smile:
"This five-color pheasant has indeed not detected any talent, but that does not mean that its value is not high. Perhaps it is because the elder is not capable enough and cannot detect it?
As for this cage, it is just an ordinary thing. After all, although it does not inherit the escape skill talent of the Spirit Pheasant family, its flying speed is still not weak."
Having said this, he suddenly paused and then continued,
"If you still feel that you have objections, you can just not participate in the bidding. But if any Taoist friend has a good vision and is willing to take a gamble and buy this bird and cultivate it well, maybe a miracle will happen?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Okay, that’s all Hu Mou said, no need to talk nonsense, the auction starts now, a five-color spiritual pheasant, the starting price is 10,000 spiritual stones, each
Each price increase shall not be less than one thousand..."
"What Fellow Daoist Hu said is true. After all, this is the bloodline of the Beihai Spirit Pheasant Clan. It's not a bad idea to gamble on it. I'll pay 10,000..."
"Liu Daoyou is willing to bet, and Zhou is also interested. Eleven thousand..."
"Then Wu used it to join in the fun, twelve thousand..."
"thirteen thousands……"
"Fifteen thousand……"
"..."
After all, there are a lot of people, and there are a lot of people with rich wealth. Although most people are not interested, there are still many bidders.
More than a dozen Nascent Soul Stage monks talked to each other and unknowingly pushed the price up, reaching more than 50,000 yuan in a blink of an eye.
However, at this moment, a familiar yet slightly discordant voice suddenly sounded, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"I'll pay 100,000!" Mo Juren raised his hand and pointed at the jade sign in front of him, and then shouted out a slightly "outrageous" price in a leisurely manner.
It is just a second-level baby bird. Even a spiritual pheasant that has inherited the talent of the clan's bloodline cannot be worth so many spiritual stones. What's more, it is a breed that has failed to mutate?
Everyone invariably thought of the strange scene before. Even now, the five-colored cries in the cage are still staring at each other with hope.
"Is this fellow Taoist really acquainted with this five-colored pheasant? Or do you know its true talent?" Someone finally couldn't help but asked with a half-smile.
"Is it important whether you know him or not? Or is there such a rule in the auction that you must explain these things?" Mo Juren naturally heard the trap in the other party's words.
The North Sea Monster Clan has a deep hatred for the human monks. Wouldn't it be like putting him on the stove to answer the question? As for the talent of this bird, he didn't know at all, let alone give any answer.
He glanced at the person who asked the question. He was a burly, bald man whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. At this moment, he was looking at him with a commanding look on his face.
Obviously, receiving such a strong tone of response made him a little unhappy, but he realized that the other party was also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so he didn't have an attack.
"Of course there are no such rules in the auction. Any Taoist friend can bid at will without any explanation." On the high platform, the man in black robe clearly noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and quickly spoke out to smooth things over, while looking at the bald man in the distance.
Said lightly,
"Sect Master Xue, you have a lot of questions today."
"Xue is just curious for a moment, and has no other intentions. I hope this fellow Taoist will not care about it." Upon hearing the question from the man in black robe, the burly man's face changed instantly, and he apologized with a smile on his face, but other
There was something strange in the look deep in his eyes.
"Easy to say." Mo Juren was neither happy nor angry, and then turned to look at the man in black robe, waiting for him to continue.
"This fellow Taoist bids for 100,000 spiritual stones. I wonder who is willing to follow up?"
"One hundred thousand and one thousand." A casual voice sounded, but it turned out to be a burly and strong man. After saying that, he glanced at Mo Juren with a half-smile.
"One hundred and ten thousand……"
"One hundred and eleven thousand..."
"One hundred twenty thousand……"
"Twenty-one thousand..."
"..."
Mo Juren did not continue, and his eyes turned cold as he looked at the burly man.
It seems that the previous incident has not passed yet, so I am quarreling with him.
The man in black robe obviously saw the signs, but this time the other party was bidding normally and there was nothing unusual about it, so he couldn't say anything.
"This person is Xue Baishan, the leader of the 'Bone Refining Sect'. He has always been ruthless and narrow-minded, and he is bound to retaliate. He is a complete villain. You should be careful if he bears a grudge." Ye Yunge whispered.
"The Bone Refining Sect!" Mo Juren searched his memory and found that it seemed to be a sect in the southern part of the Jin Dynasty. It belonged to neither the Demonic Path nor the Righteous Path. It was considered a neutral force.
This sect is famous in the world of immortality for its bone refining technique. It has inherited a certain ancient secret method and can cultivate a body of steel and iron bones, which greatly increases combat effectiveness.
He is naturally disdainful of this. Even if he is not afraid of the ten major sects of good and evil, how can he care about a second-rate force?
"One hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones..." Mo Juren shouted again, waiting for the other party to continue.
Sure enough, as Ye Yunge said, the other party was determined to retaliate, and he still had no intention of giving up.
"One hundred and fifty thousand..."
"Very good..." Mo Juren glanced at the other party coldly, then closed his eyes slightly and stopped making any sound. The bald man seemed to have finally regained his dignity, and said immediately with a smile,
"Xue is really interested in this five-colored pheasant. Thank you to this fellow Taoist for letting me do it."
The other monks in the hall were also watching the joke with great interest. On the contrary, the woman from the Yinluo Sect did not change her expression. When she looked at the bald man, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Mo..." Ye Yunge's expression changed and he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Juren raising his hand.
"This is Mo's private matter. I will handle it properly. Please don't interfere."
"Okay, but although this person is arrogant, he also has the ability to be arrogant. His real combat power is much stronger than that of monks of the same level. You must be careful." Ye Yunge guessed that the other person should be planning to leave in the future.
After Jin Jingcheng took action, he immediately sent a message to remind him.
Mo Juren did not answer, but nodded slightly.
After the bald man raised his bid, the rest of the crowd did not continue to follow, and naturally they won the final victory.
The five-colored pheasant in the cage obviously understood something, and despair suddenly flashed in its bright eyes. It kept looking at Mo Juren, but never received a response.
Seeing this scene, the bald man became even more excited. He walked directly onto the high platform and put the opponent directly into a spirit beast bag regardless of his fear.
The auction continued, and Mo Juren continued to take action several times in the following time.
Every time, the bald man would more or less stand up and make a fuss. Although he was not as unyielding as before, it still cost him nearly twice as much spiritual stone.
From beginning to end, Mo Juren's expression remained unchanged, showing no trace of joy or anger, as if nothing had happened.
This kind of behavior is too strange. Either he has really given up and is helpless in the face of such a provocation, or he has other ideas.
Some thoughtful people couldn't help but secretly have some speculations.
The bald man is not stupid, so he naturally knows that he has completely offended the other party, but so what?
Naturally, he had the confidence to dare to do this.
Everyone is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so it’s not certain who is stronger and who is weaker? And he has extremely strong confidence in his own strength. Even if the other party really dares to come to trouble, he is not afraid at all.
…
As the night grew darker, the second half of the auction finally came to an end.
Everyone left Baoguang Pavilion one after another, and when they arrived in front of the main hall, Mo Juren directly rejected Ye Yunge's invitation to accompany him, and then left alone.
Looking at the other person's disappearing back, Ye Yunge suddenly frowned.
Somehow, she always had an inexplicable premonition in her heart that the other party was going to do something.
However, this is the capital of Jin, and private fights among monks are prohibited. Even if you have any plans, you shouldn't choose now, right?
She was a little worried, so she instinctively followed him.