In a hall on the third floor, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather tie was standing on the stage and talking excitedly. In front of him was a display cabinet, in which was placed a piece of fine and clear jadeite.
"This is a rare pair of glass beaded pendants, and it was personally consecrated by Mr. Liao from Meihua City. It can be said to be rare, and it can ward off all evils!"
"The gentleman at No. 229 is currently asking for 270,000 yuan. Is anyone willing to increase the price? It would be hard to miss this opportunity!"
The guests in the audience discussed for a while, but maybe the price had reached the limit in everyone's hearts, but no one stood up to bid anymore.
After waiting for a while, the man on the stage clapped the small hammer in his hand and said loudly:
"Pisces holding pearls, once every 270,000!"
"Pisces holding pearls, 270,000 times!"
"Pisces holding beads in their mouths, 270,000 times!"
"Deal! Congratulations to Mr. No. 229 for getting this treasure!!"
All the guests immediately applauded, and Zhang Xiaoman followed suit and clapped his hands a few times without any pain.
After looking at the next auction item, it was a small tripod with a simple appearance. He simply lost interest in continuing to look at it, got up and left the hall.
"The world of rich people is really difficult to understand. The piece of jade just now cost only a few hundred thousand at most. Just because some master opened it, the price went up... tsk tsk..."
"Yes, these masters don't have to do anything. As long as they come to participate, the travel expenses are at least 10,000. I heard that Master Pei is even as high as 150,000! You can eat, drink and get money. You think it's so good Why can't things fall on us?"
"Hey, if I had known I wouldn't have studied hotel management, I might as well have become a monk. It would be better than now..."
Beside him, two waiters walked past talking to each other.
After Zhang Xiaoman heard the other party's conversation, he nodded in agreement. He thought of the consecrated artifacts that were auctioned just now, which cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and they were all deceptive, and he felt a little itchy just looking at them.
If it were replaced by his truly extraordinary props, wouldn't the price go sky high?
"pity……"
He shook his head, temporarily giving up this somewhat tempting idea.
It's not that time yet, it's better to keep the points to improve your strength. Although you have gained some fame, it's not as easy to use as you imagined. Moreover, once the extraordinary props are leaked out, I will be put on the table in minutes, and I will definitely attract the attention of the government...
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help but look up and look around. In addition to the masters who claimed to be superiors, what caught his eye were many well-dressed celebrities.
He originally thought that this conference was just a party for communication among a small circle, but he didn't expect it to become so big. This undoubtedly increased his risk of exposure by an unknown amount. Now he even regrets his previous decision.
"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. I still have the abilities of the Eternal Veil and the Lord of Shadows, so they may not necessarily be exposed..."
Zhang Xiaoman was thinking to himself as he arrived at the lobby on the first floor, where the most solemn discussion session was about to take place.
The hall was resplendent and crowded with people. A set of tables and chairs has been arranged, and many "practitioners" invited to attend the conference have already arrived in advance.
At this time, they were either sitting in strange postures and meditating, or discussing something in small groups. They all looked the same, and many celebrity guests couldn't help but marvel when they saw them.
No one is allowed to take photos or videos in the venue. Once someone holds a mobile phone or other device for a long time, it will attract the attention of security personnel patrolling the venue.
Zhang Xiaoman walked through this group of people with his head buried in a hood. He was feeling whether there were any extraordinary beings like him here.
Originally, he could easily perceive the energy fluctuations in the environment around him, but after this "update", the system replaced ordinary energy with the ubiquitous dark energy, which made his perception Ability has been greatly affected.
In this case, if Zhang Xiaoman wanted to sense whether a person contained dark energy, he would have to get closer to detect it, which undoubtedly brought him a lot of trouble.
"Hey, it seems that I can't directly lock the location of monsters based on perception in the future. This is somewhat of a drawback... It would be nice if there were some skills to enhance perception..."
When Zhang Xiaoman thought of this, a word suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Psychic detection!"
"That's right! I haven't successfully used the skill of detecting spirits until now. But judging from the name, it seems to be used to improve perception..."
Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help but get a little excited when he thought of this. He suppressed the urge to try it right away and put the idea aside for the time being. After all, he hasn't used this skill yet, and he doesn't know what it will be like after using it. In short, it's better to be careful.
As time goes by, there are more and more people in the hall. Fortunately, the place here is spacious enough, and although there are many people, it does not seem crowded. Everyone can find a table and chairs to sit down.
In the hall, in the middle, there is a small temporary platform. It seems that this will soon become the core of this Taoism conference.
Among the crowd, Zhang Xiaoman was still walking through it, and no one noticed this inconspicuous young man. The conference has not officially started yet. People are all gathered together and chatting among themselves. The practitioners praise each other's respective masters, while some guests took the opportunity to chat about business dealings.
Zhang Xiaoman even saw a few familiar faces in the crowd, including the "masters" he met at the resuscitation home last time, and some third-rate stars who he couldn't name but vaguely remembered seeing in TV series.
"It seems that there are indeed no real practitioners here. At least I haven't found anyone with energy fluctuations through perception. Am I really the only transcendent person in this world..."
After searching around to no avail, Zhang Xiaoman became more certain of his previous guess. Regarding this situation, he also had mixed emotions at this time. On the one hand, without the presence of other extraordinary beings, he can hide better, but on the other hand, he will undoubtedly be under much greater pressure from the possible alien invasion incident that may occur next.
While thinking, Zhang Xiaoman was in a trance and accidentally bumped into someone's back. The man screamed "Oh my God" and threw a lot of food in his hand, and then fell to the ground in an awkward posture of a dog eating shit. Just looking at it made people feel pain.
Zhang Xiaoman was confused when he saw this scene. When he came back to his senses and looked again, he saw that the man's back looked very familiar. Who else could it be if he wasn't Pei Laoliu?
"Sixth Master!"
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