Buying a colorful glazed lantern at a high price of one million is definitely a loss-making transaction. But for Solo Feiying, this is a sure-profit transaction.
Qingzhu is the sister of King Qingpeng, and she has the support of the Qingpeng Gang. Showing favor to Qingzhu is a disguised show of favor to the Qingpeng Gang. By paying a high price at the auction to show favor, it does not appear deliberate, but also
Being able to make Qingzhu have a good impression of Flying Eagle Valley can be described as killing two birds with one stone.
Qingzhu has been in charge of the auction for many years and has a thorough understanding of many things. Of course she knows the intention behind what Feiying Valley does. Although she doesn't say it out loud, she still has a good feeling in her heart.
After auctioning the seventh collection, Qingzhu took a short break. After a pause, he stepped onto the booth again and continued the auction.
Qianyu sat quietly in the first row, admiring Qingzhu more and more. This woman used her body to spread her temptation to the extreme. Most of the cultivators on the auction floor were fascinated by her.
Collections that were originally of low value can be sold for at least three times more due to her temptation.
King Qingpeng didn't have much interest in the auction and remained silent most of the time. Occasionally, he smiled and clapped along with Qingzhu.
Tang Yingze always smiled very gently, and it was difficult to see obvious emotional changes on his face.
The auction is gradually coming to an end, but the noise in the venue has never stopped. Whenever the mood of everyone stabilizes, Qingzhu will deliberately bend over or squat down, and the cultivators on the auction table can see it.
The large area of spring on her chest, and even her buttocks. This kind of physical stimulation immediately made the cultivators' blood surge, and the originally dull atmosphere was quickly broken, and the bustle returned again.
Regarding this physical temptation, Qianyu could only lower his head and not look at it. After all, he was still a young man. The strong visual impact brought by his graceful body would inevitably lead to related reactions after looking at it for a long time.
"Now, let me introduce to you the last auction item today." Qingzhu glanced at everyone pretending to be mysterious, then paused for a moment, and there was a beautiful maid carrying a wooden tray covered with a red curtain.
Walk up to the booth.
This time, Qingzhu was straightforward and opened the red curtain directly in front of everyone. There was a somewhat shabby ancient book placed on the wooden plate.
"This ancient book was obtained in the Thunder Domain. It's called the Purple Evil Panlong Stick. It's a mid-level earth-level technique!"
"Middle-level prefecture level?!"
The cultivators at the auction table were completely in a state of madness. This level of skill was rare to see in a hundred years. If it could be mastered, it would definitely be very powerful.
"The level of this technique is not low, but it is an extremely rare stick technique. There should not be many practitioners who know the stick technique." King Qingpeng said to himself.
There really weren't many practitioners practicing the stick technique, so the practitioners at the auction quickly became quiet. Although the technique was of a high level, it wasn't suitable for them.
"I know that stick technique is very rare, and there are only a few practitioners who practice stick technique. But after all, it is an earth-level mid-level skill. In order to obtain it, the Qingpeng Gang lost more than a dozen Yuanyang realm cultivators.
A heavy price has been paid. Its value is too precious and cannot be measured by money. Therefore, this local mid-level secret book of the Purple Evil Panlong Stick Technique will be auctioned by barter. If you are interested, please come to the backstage.
, prepare the items for exchange, we have specialized identification personnel to identify and compare them."
After the words fell, two people walked down from the auction seat. One of them was wearing a purple mink fur, with a rough face and a beard. He was a strong man. He was holding a long black stick. His palms were covered with calluses and veins popped out. He was very powerful.
feel.
The other person is a bald monk, wearing simple monk robes. He is not tall, but the aura he exudes makes people dare not underestimate him. He is a young man, with a heroic look in his eyes, and a rope tied on his back.
A very ordinary bamboo stick, slowly walking towards the backstage.
Qianyu was yearning for this set of earth-level mid-level stick techniques, and of course he couldn't bear to miss it, so he stood up and prepared to go backstage to try it out.
"Brother, are you interested in that stick technique?" King Qingpeng asked when he saw Qianyu getting up.
Qianyu nodded.
"It's easy. I'll go tell my sister later and that set of stick techniques will be yours."
"Thank you Brother Qing for your kindness, but if Brother Qing does this, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction with the other two fellow Taoists." Qianyu was happy and surprised at the same time. He was happy that King Qingpeng was so generous, but he was surprised that King Qingpeng would do such a thing.
Important skills can be given away to others at will.
"You don't have to worry about this, sister will take care of it." As he said that, King Qingpeng stepped towards the booth. Qingzhu saw him. He walked up to Qingzhu and whispered a few words. Qingzhu glanced at Qianyu and said,
Then he smiled and nodded.
After the explanation was clear, King Qingpeng smiled and said to Qianyu: "Brother, I have already made an agreement with my sister, you just need to go in now."
"Thank you, Brother Qing." After thanking Qianyu, Qianyu entered the backstage. The backstage space was very spacious. A dirty old man sat comfortably on a chair. When he saw Qianyu and the other two people coming in, he said in a hoarse voice.
He said: "Sit down."
Qianyu sat down at the side, and the middle-aged men and bald monks also sat down one after another. Qingzhu came in with a smile, first greeted them, and then asked them to take out the things they wanted to exchange.
The middle-aged man spoke first and took out a bone-chilling ice lotus from the mustard bag. The lotus only had three leaves, each leaf had a different color. The ice lotus was about the size of a fist, exuding bursts of chill, and the temperature in the room instantly dropped.
A lot.
"Three-leaf ice lotus?" As soon as the old man sitting on the chair saw this object, his cloudy old eyes immediately glowed. He immediately stood up and his eyes fell on the ice lotus: "The three-leaf ice lotus can release thousands of years of ice and has powerful attack power.
Unparalleled, although it is a high-grade spiritual weapon, its power is comparable to that of a low-grade holy weapon!"
Hearing the old man's introduction, the strong man's face showed a proud look: "In order to get this three-leaf ice lotus, I stayed in a gloomy and cold ghost place for seven full years before the ice lotus matured. If I hadn't gritted my teeth and persisted.
If we come down here, I'm afraid I'll have died in that desolate ghost place."
The bald monk smiled and took out a golden pill from the mustard bag. This pill was only the size of a thumb, round and round in appearance, no different from ordinary pills.
As soon as he saw this golden pill, the old man's eyes shone brightly again, and he exclaimed: "Bodhi Seed?!"
"Senior, you really know your stuff." The bald-headed monk smiled, "According to legend, the Bodhi Seeds were transformed by the mighty Buddha Sakyamuni Buddha when he was seated. There are three in total, and each one contains extremely pure Buddhist energy.
If the energy within it can be absorbed and refined, it can help practitioners advance to several realms in a short period of time!"
"Yes." The old man nodded in agreement, "But the energy contained in this bodhi seed is so huge that only cultivators above the Taiyi realm can absorb it, but it is like poison to cultivators below the Taiyi realm.
According to legend, decades ago, a cultivator in the early stage of Taiyi Realm was lucky enough to get a bodhi seed. After taking it and refining it, in just one year, he advanced to two major realms in a row and reached the peak of Taiyi Realm.
This kind of entry is as fast as lightning."
The appearance of the three-leaf ice lotus and Bodhi seed not only made the old man very excited, but even Qingzhu began to waver. She did not want to miss these two treasures because of Qianyu's arrival.
With two treasures that cannot be missed on one side and a promise to his younger brother on the other, Qingzhu was in a dilemma.
Qianyu could tell what she was thinking from Qingzhu's reaction. If he couldn't come up with a treasure that satisfied a few people, Qingzhu would probably regret it.
So, Qianyu took out a bottle of purple liquid. The old man and others looked at it, but there was nothing strange about it. He slowly opened the bottle cap, and a strange fragrance instantly filled the air, refreshing and refreshing.
"This is……?"
The old man frowned, as if he had seen this object before, but could not remember what it was.
"Millennium Dragon Milk."
As soon as the words fell, the expressions of Qingzhu, the old man, the strong man and the bald monk all changed extremely wonderfully. It was obvious that they were all frightened.
"Boy, is this really a thousand-year-old dragon's milk?!" the old man asked loudly and excitedly, his eyes full of disbelief.
"This must be fake!" The mature man looked unbelieving.
The bald monk also held the same view: "Thousand-year-old dragon's milk can only be possessed by the evil dragon living in Yunmengze. That evil dragon has a cultivation level that reaches the heavens and the earth, and even the powerful people in the realm of gods cannot possess it.
If you take advantage of it, how can you, a young boy at the eighth level of the Solid Yuan Realm, get the Millennium Dragon Milk?"
"Senior will know if it is true or false." Qianyu did not refute, but asked the old man to check it.
The old man took the Millennium Dragon's Milk, carefully dropped a drop on his palm, and then handed the bottle to Qianyu.
After dropping a drop of dragon's milk, nothing happened. The old man smiled.
After waiting for a while, he still felt nothing. The old man was about to say that this was a lie. In an instant, he felt that his whole palm was put into the hot magma. The clothes on his arms were instantly burned to ashes, and his skin was hot and bloody.
As soon as it seeped out, it turned into steam under the high temperature, leaving only tiny blood spots.
The sudden change surprised Qingzhu and others, and they looked at the old man in surprise.
"ah!"
A purple flame suddenly shot up from the old man's arm, covering his whole body. Then, his body turned into fly ash and disappeared.
"Lao Li!" Qingzhu exclaimed. Unexpectedly, Lao Li, who possesses the peak cultivation level of the Taiyi realm, would be burned to ashes by the thousand-year dragon's milk. The thousand-year dragon's milk is really terrifying!
In front of the purple flames, the three-leaf ice lotus in the hands of the strong man started to melt. The bald monk also showed a look of horror. Although Mr. Li did not personally tell the authenticity of the thousand-year dragon's milk, Mr. Li's death on the spot was enough to reflect this.
Here’s a fact: Millennium Dragon Milk is absolutely real!
"The Purple Evil Coiled Dragon Stick belongs to this boy." The strong man spoke proactively, quickly put away the three-leaf ice lotus, and left the backstage. If he didn't leave, his ice lotus would be in danger of melting.
"Boy, you are so lucky to get the Millennium Dragon's Milk." The bald monk put away the Bodhi seed and walked out of the backstage with a jealous look on his face.
"Fellow Daoist, two days after the auction ends, you can come to the Green Bamboo Auction and pick up the Purple Evil Panlong Stick. At that time, we will arrange for someone to escort you out of the city to ensure your safety."
Qianyu nodded, left the Millennium Dragon Milk in his hand, then left the backstage and returned to the auction seat. (To be continued)