At three o'clock in the morning, Liu Qinghuan walked out of the room. As soon as he opened the courtyard door, he saw two figures shrouded in black mist emerging from behind the rocks nearby. It was so sudden that it could scare people.
The two people didn't pay attention here, and just hurriedly passed by the flower garden. One was still complaining that the other was too slow and had taken too much time. If he rushed over now, he might not have a good seat.
The two groups of black mist quickly disappeared at the end of the road, and Liu Qinghuan walked out of the door slowly, bypassing the rockery and gardens, exited the inn, and walked towards the mountain where the auction was held.
Compared with the noisy streets in front, the area where Mahayana monks live is much quieter. In addition, the island has pleasant scenery, so the walk is not boring. When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, as soon as we stood still, we saw a clear light coming from the distance.
It's so close, it's in front of you in an instant.
Wen Dao appeared, but his face was covered with a hazy halo. The longer he looked at it, the harder it was to see his appearance.
"How long have you been waiting? Oh, your mask is pretty good."
"I just arrived too." Liu Qinghuan touched her face and said with a smile.
Hiding one's identity seems to have become an unwritten rule when attending auctions in Yunfu Pavilion. Therefore, Liu Qinghuan also bought a mask a few days ago. It was half-moon shaped and covered with slightly weird patterns from an unknown cave.
, in the current situation where he is not his true self, it is enough to perfunctory the auction.
Hearing the news, he walked up the mountain road and said, "Let's go, it's the right time to go in now."
The two of them quickly went up the mountain and arrived in front of a palace with carved railings and jade walls. They showed their invitations, and someone came to take them to the auction house.
After passing through several long corridors, the surrounding light quickly became dim, but stars gradually shone out from the four walls, and the thick and soft carpets gradually disappeared under the feet. People seemed to be floating on the clouds, surrounded by thousands of things.
Among the stars, one cannot distinguish between north, south, east and west.
Liu Qinghuan and Wen Dao looked at each other and continued to move forward in silence. Not long after, they saw the maid leading the way suddenly stopped and clicked a few times on the compass in her hand.
The starlight dispersed, revealing a door. The maid lowered her hands and stepped aside, respectfully saying: "Two seniors, please come inside!"
Wen Dao took the lead and walked in. Inside was a luxurious and elegant small hall, with tables and chairs fully furnished. The most eye-catching thing was the walls and floor made of countless stars.
The whole room seemed to be floating in the void. Liu Qinghuan looked around, then walked to a wall and looked outside. It was also void outside, but there were countless starry light groups floating in it, moving slowly with the stars.
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Those light groups should be similar to the small hall they were in. It was the first time for Liu Qinghuan to see such a unique auction venue, which was an eye-opener.
He couldn't help but sigh: "The space technique here is used extremely wonderfully. In this way, no one knows who took what, which ensures each other's privacy and safety to the greatest extent. That Master Miyun should be extremely proficient in space
Together?"
Wen Dao sat down on a soft chair, picked up a booklet next to him, and said nonchalantly: "Yes, he just likes to do these useless tricks in a pretentious manner."
At this time, the maid brought up two more palm-sized crystal stones and introduced: "After the auction begins, if you two seniors come across something you like, enter the mana quotation into the crystal stone, and the whole audience can hear your price.
The voice."
He also talked about some matters related to the auction. While listening, Liu Qinghuan also picked up the booklet on the table and opened the first page. He saw a purple mist that was expanding and contracting on it, and one of the magic weapons was vaguely visible.
contour.
There is a line of small words marked next to it: Cursed Weapon, Chaos Spiritual Treasure, extremely powerful.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Master Miyun really likes to make things mysterious, but the first one is a chaos-level magic weapon. It is worthy of the Ten Thousand Realms Treasure Competition.
After turning through three pages, it was like this, completely seduce people's appetite, but it was still normal in the middle. Finally, I saw treasures appearing in the booklet, with detailed introductions next to them.
Liu Qinghuan turned to the end, very curious whether the treasure at the end was really as rumored, a treasure of chaos or a prehistoric one...
Suddenly, his expression froze instantly!
The person next to him sneered and said, "Isn't it interesting?"
Liu Qinghuan wiped the water droplets on her face speechlessly, and then looked at the book. On that page, she saw the water was surging, and an extremely huge real dragon rolled in the water, using the entire sea as its bathing pool, and stretched out its arms from time to time.
Get out of your head and go to the shore, scratch your itch with the mountain peaks, and sharpen your paws with the earth.
The real dragon enjoyed it very much, but the interface that was harmed by it couldn't bear it at first. Seeing the sea water pouring, the continent collapsing, and the entire interface about to fall apart, the real dragon finally realized that something was wrong.
Liu Qinghuan seemed to see its huge eyes full of dull light, and couldn't help but secretly laugh, and guessed what the last treasure was. Could it be this stupid dragon?
At this time, I saw streaks of lightning suddenly struck in the air, causing the dragon to howl and run around with its tail in hand, causing the space that was already on the verge of breaking to collapse...
Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed slightly: Is the heavy treasure the thing that can bring down thunder and split the skin of a real dragon to pieces?
However, the picture on the paper continued, but above the interface, in the void, the shadow of a giant bell suddenly appeared, and golden light exploded.
The corners of Liu Qinghuan's mouth twitched...
"Dang~" The long bell rang, and he seemed to be standing on the interface that was about to be broken. He saw the golden light passing by, and soon completely covered the unknown interface, and even spread out, in the void.
shuttle.
The collapsed space quickly stabilized, and the real dragon lay motionless on the ground, as if it was pressed down by something heavy, and even the tip of its tail could not move at all.
Liu Qinghuan suddenly came back to his senses and threw the book away: "Can this book pull people into a fantasy world?"
"It's not an illusion." Wen Dao picked up the booklet: "I just want you to feel the power and characteristics of the magic weapon, but it can make you and me unaware in an instant..." His expression was a little strange, but also as if he had something to say.
He thought thoughtfully: "I'm afraid this thing is not simple!"
Liu Qinghuan's face was still dark. He had never seen Wen Dao, who was like him just now, reading the book, so he still didn't have enough cultivation...
"What did you see just now?" Wen Dao asked, his expression extremely serious.
"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan thought about it for a moment, and his eyes lit up slightly: "The final treasure can seal the space and suppress the real dragon!"
His expression suddenly changed, and he understood the meaning of Wen Dao's question: "You mean..."
Before he could finish speaking, there was a deafening gong sound, and the stars outside began to rotate rapidly, gradually converging in the middle, forming a huge circular platform.