Qiu Shan's eyes were on the Lingyun Ring in his hand, with a very complicated look in his eyes, he didn't know whether it was anger or something else.
The ring left to him by Qiu Shan's grandfather was the Lingyun Ring, so there is no doubt that his grandfather was the once proud mad swordsman, Ye Lingyun.
What happened to Ye Lingyun back then, why he became a servant in the Qiu family, and why he only had half a volume of the Proud Crazy Sword Art.
All these mysteries were like a dark cloud weighing on Qiu Shan's heart, making him breathless for a moment.
"Qiu Shan!" Nie Tian suddenly stood up, put a hand on Qiu Shan's shoulder, and said, "Calm down."
Akiyama reluctantly calmed down and forced himself not to think too much.
In fact, Qiu Shan has always been curious. He and Dongfang Yu, the leader of the Huashen Sect, didn't know each other at all, so why did the latter want to harm him?
Now that I think about it, maybe there is a bigger secret hidden behind all this.
No matter what the secret is, Akiyama must unravel it.
At the auction table, Lin Yifang whetted everyone's appetite and said with a smile: "Everyone, the World-Proud Mad Sword Technique is a heaven-level martial art. But what I have in my hand is only half of the volume, and unfortunately, it is the second half of the volume, so I have to practice it.
It is even more difficult. Unless you are a peerless swordsman genius, it will be difficult to successfully cultivate it. The World-Proud Crazy Sword Art is a priceless treasure, but there is only half a volume, so I sell it as a high-level Xuan-level martial arts art with an estimated value of 100,000 low-grade Yuanjing."
Lin Yifang valued the Proud World Crazy Blade Jue at 100,000 low-grade Yuan Jing, which was a reasonable price.
Although the World-Proud Mad Saber Technique is a heaven-level martial art, it is only half a volume, and it is the second half. Its cultivation value is much different. It can almost be said that without the first half, the second half is just a volume.
It is impossible to cultivate at all, unless you are one of the millions of martial arts geniuses who can automatically make up for the shortcomings of the sword technique.
Therefore, the Proud World Crazy Sword Technique is more of a collection. The estimated value is 100,000 low-grade Yuan Jing, which is quite satisfactory.
From this aspect, we can see that Lin Yifang is quite kind.
After Lin Yifang finished speaking, he immediately glanced at Aoki Lily, who immediately understood and said with a smile: "Everyone, the Proud Crazy Sword Art is a heaven-level martial art. You are all big shots. Maybe you are a genius in the way of swords accidentally. And
Or maybe your relatives are quite talented in the art of swordsmanship. If they practice the World-Proud Crazy Sword Technique, they might be able to set foot in the Sumeru Spiritual Capital like Senior Ye Lingyun did back then and challenge the great geniuses in the Sumeru Spiritual Capital."
It has to be said that Aoki Lily can indeed speak. After her remarks, people who were originally not interested in the World-Proud Crazy Sword Technique suddenly became energetic.
But spirit belongs to spirit, and one hundred thousand low-grade Yuan Jing is indeed not a small amount.
Originally, there were not many people who practiced swordsmanship, even fewer than those who specialized in swordsmanship, so no one bid for it for a long time.
Things like the Proud World Crazy Sword Technique are too useful for useful people, but too useless for useless people.
It's a pity that everyone present thinks that the Proud World Crazy Sword Technique is useless.
When Nie Tian saw that it was almost done, he smiled lightly and signaled to Jin Dabao.
Jin Dabao understood immediately, walked out of the VIP room, and shouted: "Miss Lily, no one has bid for this for so long, why don't you lower the price."
"Pfft!" After hearing Jin Dabao's words, Nie Tian spat out a mouthful of tea.
This fat man is so stingy that he can't stand his height and width.
Lily Qingmu smiled brightly and said: "This young master is really good at joking. The Proud Crazy Sword Art is a heaven-level martial art. If no one knows the goods, then our Great Yuan Chamber of Commerce can only keep it temporarily."
Seeing that he could not lower the price, Jin Dabao had no choice but to reluctantly say: "Okay then, I will bid 100,000 low-grade yuan crystals."
Qingmu Lily smiled faintly, and suddenly the peach blossoms bloomed. The fat man almost couldn't stand, and was dragged back by Qiu Ling'er.
The World-Proud Mad Saber Technique was once again captured by Nie Tian, and it was surprisingly smooth. He captured it easily without a single competitor.
"Thank you sir." After Qingmu Lily's voice had settled, Qiu Shan bowed to Nie Tian and said sincerely.
Nie Tian smiled faintly, he was very happy to be able to obtain the World-Proud Mad Sword Technique for Qiu Shan.
After obtaining the second half of the Proud Crazy Sword Art, Qiu Shan's strength will undoubtedly improve qualitatively, which is what Nie Tian is happy to see.
Next, the auction will continue.
Nie Tian had been paying attention, hoping to find some heavenly material and earthly treasure that could help Jin Dabao restrain the three thousand seals of gods and demons.
Unfortunately, he still hasn't discovered it so far.
After all, this is the Three Thousand Small World, and those ninth-level emperor-level medicinal materials are something you can encounter but cannot seek.
The Three Thousand Seals of Gods and Demons is one of the ten most powerful seals. According to legend, even the ninth-level seals of the tenth-level seal can only be restrained for a short time.
Whether he can completely control the Three Thousand Seals of Gods and Demons depends on Jin Dabao himself. If he can reach the realm of the Emperor of Heaven before all the three thousand Seals of Gods and Demons are unsealed, he will naturally be able to control the Three Thousand Seals of Gods and Demons.
But if you can't, your life will be in danger at any time.
But now Jin Dabao doesn't have to worry about the backlash of the three thousand seals of gods and demons for the time being.
The Three Thousand Seals of Gods and Demons had previously sealed a dozen Shelu puppets. Not long ago, Nie Tian refined the Purple Dragon Beard and gave it to Jin Dabao. Within a few months, Jin Dabao could easily suppress the Three Thousand Seals of Gods and Demons.
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If his strength improves quickly enough, he can even be guaranteed to be safe and sound within a year.
The auction was still going on, and shouts were heard one after another.
Yuri Aoki is such a energetic woman. The entire auction lasted almost a day, but she was always smiling, as if she had just appeared.
Soon, the auction was coming to an end, but the Crypt Elf that Nie Tian had been looking forward to had not yet appeared. This made him wonder whether Ding Yifan had no intention of auctioning the Crypt Elf at all.
In the VIP room near Nie Tian, Gu Yi was sipping tea carefully, not worried at all.
Ding Yifan had already told him that the crypt elves would be auctioned publicly, so he was naturally relieved.
No matter how powerful Ding Yifan is and how high his status is, he would never dare to make fun of the red-clothed elder of the Alchemist Guild.
In another VIP room not far away, Feng Liancheng couldn't wait any longer and wanted to leave.
But Mo Shi and Mr. Zi looked indifferent, as if they were waiting for something.
Mo Shi has sensed that the owner of Bai Huo is in the auction house.
And he knew that the owner of White Fire had not left yet, so he must be waiting for something from the auction.
Since the White Fire Master is interested in this thing, Mo Shi can't help but be a little interested as well.
White Fire Master refers to the ancient meaning of White Fire Retsu Nobuko.
The true identities of Demon Ten and Mr. Purple are the original body of Doomsday Flame and the strongest clone, Purple Fire Retsu Nobuko.
One of Mo Shi's two clones was fused by Gu Yi, and the other was swallowed by Nie Tian. But what surprised him was that he could only sense the existence of white fire, while red fire had no breath at all, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.
At this time, there was finally movement on the auction floor.
Two scantily clad and glamorous maids appeared carrying a large, heavy box. The box was covered with a layer of black cloth, as if it was something dangerous.
"Crypt Elf!" Seeing the scene at the auction table, Nie Tian raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stood up.