In the No. 1 box, wearing a light green phoenix dress with gold, holding a snow-white, plump civet cat in her arms, Zhou Muxue raised the price of Jiaofutu as soon as she opened her mouth.
As soon as this price came out, many people who were still hesitating chose to give up, which exceeded their psychological expectations.
But some people give up, and some choose to follow the photo. After all, this picture of the dragon is really rare. If you can get it, after several generations, you may be able to sort out a complete Yin Shen inheritance and become the foundation of the family and the sect.
, opening up the road to the top, this is the formation of the foundation.
Moreover, although this kind of original visualization diagram has flaws and is relatively dangerous, it is not impossible to use it as a reference for practice.
"7000 low-grade spiritual stones."
Facing the competition from everyone, Zhou Muxue did not change his expression and directly increased the price by 2,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
And Zhou Muxue's attitude of mistaking spiritual stones for spiritual stones has made many people feel headaches. It is also taxing for them to take out 7,000 low-grade spiritual stones at once, and what they want to buy is just a low-grade spirit stone.
It's just a big possibility.
"7000, hey, I'll pay 7500."
A slightly provocative voice sounded in Box 4, raising the price again.
Hearing this, Zhou Muxue's expression did not change.
"9000 low-grade spiritual stones. If anyone bids more than this amount, I will give up this dragon picture."
Without any fireworks, Zhou Muxue gave the final price.
"This woman is crazy. 9,000 low-grade spiritual stones will probably drain the Zhang family dry."
"Is there really something wrong with the Zhang family's inheritance?"
Many people knew Zhou Muxue's identity very well. Faced with such a price, everyone started talking about it. If the Jiaofu Picture was a real Yin Shen inheritance, it would be worth the price, but after all, it was just a primitive visualization picture.
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The most important thing is that since the organizers of the Golden Autumn Auction have released this thing, there is a high probability that this thing has flaws that they are not aware of.
You must know that both the Dali royal family and the three families and four sects attach great importance to the inheritance of Yinshen and above, and will not let this kind of inheritance leak out easily.
Hearing this, a sneer came from Box 4, but in the end there was no increase in price.
"This dragon painting was taken by VIP No. 1."
After confirming that no one raised the price, Harugo suppressed her inner excitement and announced the final result.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Muxue's tense body in Box 1 immediately relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Aunt Fan, bring your things and let's go back."
With a rare hint of excitement on her cold face, Zhou Muxue stood up from her seat.
And with the last treasure being auctioned, this golden autumn auction has come to an end.
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The Zhou family, the secret room, where the inspiration condensed into mist, this time the gray stone door finally opened.
Standing outside the stone gate, Zhou Muxue waited anxiously without entering.
"This Jiao Fu Diagram does contain a strong Taoist charm. If one can understand it, it is possible to find a path to the Yinshen."
A cold, emotionless voice came from the depths of the secret room, followed by a killing intent that was as bright as a ray of light.
Hearing this, Zhou Muxue's eyes flashed with joy, but at this moment, the cold voice sounded again.
"However, in this picture of a dragon lying in wait, the dragon is only a superficial appearance. The hatred that has been accumulated for hundreds of years and never dissipates is the core. Its sword is eccentric, which is not something ordinary people can do."
There is a different world in the secret room. A stone tablet stands in the center. On the stone tablet, there are seven huge "Kill" characters, and bright red blood flows down from it.
Under the stone tablet, there is a thin figure bound by chains. His hair is disheveled and he looks very embarrassed. Only his eyes are clear. He is Mu Chen, the current leader of the Zhang family.
At this time, there was a stone wall not far away from him, which was Jiao Futu.
"This picture is of little use to me now. Forcing me to understand it will only set me on fire."
As the man's words fell, a furry claw stretched out from the darkness and pressed on the stone wall. The stone wall, which was about a hundred meters long, quickly shrank, and finally only one meter was left in length.
Zhou Muxue looked gloomy as she caught the stone slab flying out of the secret room and put it into the demon bag.
Strictly speaking, the Zhang family also has a Yin Shen inheritance, but this method is too cruel and requires killing seven people. Except for Zhang Taiping, the ancestor of the Zhang family who condensed the Yin Shen with this method, no other Zhang family members tried it.
If you don't die on the spot, this is one of the important reasons why the Zhang family's momentum has been declining over the years.
Even though Zhang Taiping, the ancestor of the Zhang family, condensed the Yin God with this method and became a real-person monk, his lifespan was much shorter than other Yin-god real people and he died early. This is also a flaw of this inheritance.
This time she did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to take the picture of Jiaofu, hoping to help Zhang Muchen find a new path, but she did not expect that the result would be like this.
Although she had already guessed that there might be some problems with this Jiao Fu Tu, she did not expect it to be so big. In terms of ferocity, it might not be weaker than the inheritance of the Zhang family, or even more evil. After all, this kind of power is the easiest to eat.
of the human heart.
"Muxue, you have worked hard these days. The Zhang family needs you to support them."
As if aware of Zhou Muxue's thoughts, Zhang Muchen spoke again, his cold words tainted with a rare touch of gentleness.
Hearing this, her heart felt sour, but a smile appeared on Zhou Muxue's face.
"You and I are one and the same, so how can we talk about hard work?"
After stabilizing the fluctuations in her heart, Zhou Muxue once again showed her calmness as a matron.
Hearing this, Zhang Muchen sighed and was speechless for a long time.
"I heard that Junichi kid is back?"
After a long silence, Zhang Muchen spoke again.
Hearing this, Zhou Muxue nodded as she stared into the depths of the secret room.
"That kid is very promising now. According to the fifth uncle, the monster under him is extremely powerful and is not far away from reaching 500 years of cultivation."
Although she knew that Zhang Muchen knew everything in her heart, Zhou Muxue still told Zhang Chunyi's story one by one, including Zhang Chunyi's rescue of Zhang Chengfa, without feeling bored at all.
After listening to Zhou Muxue's statement, Zhang Muchen fell into a brief silence again.
"Since he has established Longhu Mountain on his own, the inheritance of the Zhang family naturally has nothing to do with him."
"Send Jiao Futu to him. After all, I owe them, mother and son."
As he spoke, there was a hint of sadness in Zhang Muchen's words.
Hearing this, Zhou Muxue was silent for a while before slowly nodding.
"Please leave quickly, I can't hold on any longer."
"Don't worry about me, I will succeed."
There was a killing intent in his words, and his voice became hoarse, as if he was suppressing something, and Zhang Muchen spoke again.
Hearing this, a look of worry that could not be concealed appeared on her face, and Zhou Muxue forced herself to turn around and leave.
Before the door of the secret room was closed, a shrill wail came from the depths of the secret room, which contained unspeakable pain, as if someone was suffering some kind of torture.
Hearing such a roar, his nails dug into his palms, his face returned to coldness, and Zhou Muxue walked out of this secret place.