On the circular auction stage, Sikong Xin was holding a thousand phantoms in black and red. After these words fell, the auction house suddenly became noisy.
"It's actually the thousand illusory faces of that old demon Han Qi!"
"Who actually obtained the Thousand Illusion Faces of Old Demon Han? And he actually auctioned such divine objects as the Thousand Illusion Faces?"
"Is it possible that the old demon Han Qi has fallen?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? In my opinion, of course it was Senior Han Qi who came here to auction these Thousand Illusion Faces on his own!"
In the auction house, there was a lot of discussion, and soon it passed, but there was still no one bidding.
Gu Qing, who was sitting in seat 3718, looked at the black and red masks from a distance, with a burning look in his eyes.
'A Thousand Phantoms!ap.
'This low-grade spiritual weapon is so effective. If I can take a photo of it, then when I go out for a walk in the future, I won't worry about whether my enemies will recognize me?
'But... nine hundred middle-grade spiritual stones.
Thinking about this, Gu Qing frowned slightly.
'If before I got the netherworld hat, I would have bought this low-grade spiritual weapon Qian Huanmen. As for now, it is not so urgent... The starting price of nine hundred medium-grade spiritual stones is only the transaction price. More than 1,300 mid-grade spiritual stones.
Just as Gu Qing's thoughts were turning, a price call finally rang out from the suspended stand above.
"Since all fellow Taoists are not willing to be the first to bid, let me take the lead! I wonder if I can buy this treasure for one thousand two hundred middle-grade spiritual stones?" This was the voice of an old-fashioned young man. All the cultivators who were discussing fiercely in the auction house fell silent.
The price increase of three hundred pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones at a time has shocked many monks in the field to the point of being stunned and feeling as if they were in a dream.
Gu Qing raised his head and looked at a suspended stand on the left, squinting his eyes: 'Foundation Building Cultivation! The specific level of cultivation is unknown, but it is definitely a foundation-building cultivation! Sure enough, there was a Foundation Establishment cultivator participating in the auction, but he had never bid before.
Cui Lian'er, who was sitting next to Gu Qing, had a cold expression that was hard to maintain.
She remembered that she had spent less than a hundred medium-grade spiritual stones to capture the monster egg, and her heart ached. However, the price was increased to three hundred medium-grade spiritual stones at a time, and the corner of her mouth suddenly twitched.
The voice of the old-fashioned young man sounded less than half a breath later.
"Fellow Daoist Qian, 1,200 middle-grade spiritual stones are a bit too much just to take a picture of Old Demon Han Qi's Thousand Illusions, right? Wu has some spare money, so he wants 1,300 medium-grade spiritual stones." stone!"
A voice so rich that one could not tell one's age resounded throughout the auction room.
After the sound sounded, Gu Qing withdrew his gaze from the circular auction table in front of him, closed his eyes slightly, and waited for the auction of Thousand Illusions to end.
The auction of Thousand Illusions lasted for twenty breaths.
The final transaction price was one thousand six hundred and sixty mid-grade spiritual stones. The one who bought the Thousand Illusions was not the foundation-building cultivator who bid first, nor was he the second bidder with a rich voice. The cultivator of Foundation Establishment is a monk with a hoarse voice.
On the circular auction stage in front, Sikong New Year handed this black and red mask to the two female cultivators in red who walked up to the auction stage, and said: "Congratulations to fellow Taoists in the first stand and cubicle three, Take the first final auction of the day!"
"Today's second final auction item is somewhat special. It is an animal skin that cannot be detected with spiritual consciousness and cannot be stored in a storage treasure. It seems to hide a huge secret." Sikong Xin's hand reached into his arms, Take out a golden animal skin.
"Because this item is too special, the starting price is set at five hundred mid-grade spiritual stones. Each time the price is increased, it must not be less than ten mid-grade spiritual stones."
As he spoke, Sikong Xin held the golden animal skin and walked around it several times on the circular auction table to ensure that all the cultivators in the auction house could see his golden animal skin.
'coming.
Gu Qing's heart moved.
The second of the second day
The final lot is his golden animal skin. It seems that the monks at Wanbao Tonghui are very fond of this animal skin, and actually regard it as the second final lot of the day!
There was already a commotion in the auction house.
"This piece of animal skin only costs 500 medium-grade spiritual stones. Is it too outrageous? What's more, the secrets on it are unclear. If the secrets on it are of no value, how can the Taoist friend who took the photo take it? Didn't you just waste these five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones?"
"That's right! What this fellow Taoist said makes sense!"
"Hey! According to Wang, maybe Wanbao Tonghui has figured out the secrets on it and found it has no value, so he put it up for auction!"
"What this fellow Daoist Wang said is very reasonable!"
"..."
On the circular auction stage, Sikong Xin's expression was a bit ugly. With a heavy-pressed, substantial gaze, he glanced at the monks who had spoken: "Those who are making random noises will be kicked out of the auction venue. Fellow Taoists, please be quiet." Some, don’t make any noise.”
His tone was solemn, making those who spoke upright sit upright and shut their mouths.
Gu Qingsen's cold eyes glanced at the few talkative cultivators. If this golden animal skin could not be sold, he would definitely light the bodies of these talkative guys on sky lanterns, and throw their remaining souls into the desire soul flag to drive them forever. .
One breath...two breaths...
As time passed slowly, Gu Qing felt a little uneasy in his heart, and his eyes that occasionally glanced at the talkative monks became increasingly gloomy.
The talkative monks felt as if their heads were being pierced repeatedly by sharp swords. They turned their heads frequently and glanced behind them, but they were unable to lock onto Gu Qing.
Seeing that the third breath was about to pass, Gu Qing's golden animal skin was about to pass the auction, becoming the first lot to fail at the auction among more than a thousand lots in the two-day auction.
At this time, on a certain suspended stand, the old-fashioned young man's voice sounded again:
"Five hundred pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones! This piece of golden animal skin is so magical. Qian actually wants to buy it back and study its secrets."
When Gu Qing heard this, he felt certain in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ha! Fellow Daoist Qian, this piece of golden animal skin is so magical, how can you not add a single spiritual stone? Wu just has some money left, six hundred yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones!"
Immediately afterwards, the voice that was too rich to recognize his age sounded again, and Gu Qing was slightly surprised.
As the sounds of these two foundation-building cultivators sounded, the expressions of the monks on several suspended stands in the auction venue and among the thousands of seats moved slightly, and they followed the two foundation-building cultivators and placed bids.
The final transaction price of Gu Qing's golden animal skin was 920 yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones.
This was somewhat beyond Gu Qing's expectation.
On the circular auction stage in front, Sikong Xin handed the golden animal skin to the two female cultivators in red who walked up to the auction stage. He still said what he said before: "Congratulations to the fellow Taoists in the sixth stand and compartment five. , the second grand auction item of the day!”
"The next third and final lot..."
Today's auction came to an end after the sixth final lot was sold.
The cultivators in the auction venue left one after another. Gu Qing did not sit for a long time like yesterday, but stood up directly to leave with Cui Lian'er.
He had no intention of reminiscing with Xi Mengyun and Zhao Tieshan, as they had already reminisced yesterday.
He had no intention of waiting for Zhou Lian. He had already seen that Zhou Lian did not want to go with him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Gu Qinggang and Cui Lian'er walked side by side for more than ten steps, a voice message rang in his ears, coming from the cultivator named Murong Changtian.
"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Lin. After you auctioned off that piece of golden animal skin, your net worth has skyrocketed! Your net worth was so rich before, and with the proceeds from the auction of this piece of golden animal skin, I am afraid that even some small monks The family is not as wealthy as Daoyou Lin, right? Is Daoyou Lin planning to build a foundation in Kurongfang?"
When Gu Qingwen heard this message, his steps stopped, and he glanced sideways at the suspended stands above. He looked at Murong Changtian for a moment, and then he sent a message back and asked, "What does fellow Taoist Murong Changtian mean by this?"
Gu Qing’s response to Murong Changtian’s remarks
There have been speculations about the meaning of Chuanyin.
Murong Changtian was threatening him.
When Murong Changtian saw that Gu Qing had stopped, he felt that he was sure of victory. He smiled slightly and continued to transmit the message: "As a casual cultivator, but with such wealth, Murong Changtian's top priority is to build the foundation quickly. Don't get involved. What kind of dispute is this? You know, it may not be absolutely safe in Kurongfang."
"If Fellow Daoist Lin can no longer protect Cui Lian'er, someone can make the decision and give half of the property left by Cui Lian'er's parents in the Cui family to Fellow Daoist Lin. I wonder what Fellow Daoist Lin would like?"
Gu Qing listened to Murong Changtian's message
He glanced at Cui Lian'er, who was looking at him with an inquiring look, and sent a message back: "Give Lin 70% of the property left by Cui Lian'er's parents. Fellow Taoist Murong will offer Zhou Long's head later. He also made a heavenly oath that if Cui Lian'er can be his wife, he will treat her with courtesy in the future, so Lin will consider no longer protecting Cui Lian'er."
Murong Changtian's smile froze, and immediately his expression became very gloomy.
He no longer communicated through voice transmission, but sneered and said, "Ha! Lin Changqing, fellow Taoist Lin! Now you sold that piece of golden animal skin and got these 920 pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones. Once again, your wealth has skyrocketed. A certain Murong Changtian, congratulations here!"
Murong Changtian's voice was filled with spiritual power and soon spread throughout the auction venue.
All the cultivators in the auction venue were silent for a moment, and then within half a breath, they all looked at Gu Qing with various meanings.
A series of divine consciousness marks came from all directions like invisible sharp swords, attached to Gu Qing's figure, but they were all crushed by Gu Qing's divine consciousness.
Screams came from the mouth of the monk who hit Gu Qing with the mark of consciousness. In the auction venue, all the cultivators who looked at Gu Qing also changed their expressions. They felt that Gu Qing's whole body seemed to be washed away by a deep black light. Devour their gaze completely.
Murong Changtian, who was in the suspended stands above, had a slightly solemn look on his face: 'This man's soul power is so powerful! How can a Qi refining cultivator possess such a powerful soul power? I thought that when this person forced me to retreat last time, all the power of his soul was revealed. I never thought that he was hiding his clumsiness!
At this moment, Murong Changtian felt a little regretful for offending Gu Qing.
Gu Qing did not respond to Murong Changtian's thoughts. He calmly glanced at the cultivators around him, turned his head and said to Cui Lian'er, "Fellow Daoist Cui, let's go."
With that said, he went straight to the auction venue.
