The hall returned to its original appearance, hiding the arena.
Fu Hui snorted, "I don't have to pay. Anyone who wins the auction will automatically be exempted from the five hundred fighting fee. This Yue Lingzhu must be mine."
"What you said is really arrogant. I haven't spoken yet." The swordsman in blue snorted.
Fu Hui smiled, "Okay, I haven't had a good fight just now, and I still have four hundred spirit stones to spend on fighting. Why don't you come and have a fight too!"
The sword cultivator in blue thought that he was sitting in the position of the thirteenth sword cultivator in Bianzhou. He hesitated for a long time, and finally sat back with a groan.
The sword cultivator in white didn't decide the winner just now. He didn't want to add any more spirit stones at this moment, and he was only thinking about adjusting the accounts. "Fu Hui, don't leave after the auction. Let's fight again. I will be the thirteenth one." .”
The next few lots passed by indifferently, but when it came to the eleventh lot, there was another dispute.
However, someone was deliberately raising the price. The sword cultivator was unhappy with this. He picked up the sword cultivator who was driving up the price on the spot and had a direct comparison. However, the final fighting fee was not the correct figure. When the deacon said with a smile, "Fortunately." Yes, a total of one hundred and thirty pieces." When the two sword cultivators sat back depressedly.
After all this, Guo Ying'er also became bearish.
She understood that it was not a matter of the spiritual stone that the stone sword heart should be photographed, but whether it could fight.
When the thirteenth sword lot, Shi Jianxin, came out, Guo Ying'er became even more nervous. Shi Jianxin, a natural and earthly treasure, was the most favored by sword cultivators.
Sure enough, as soon as the deacon said the lowest price, the sword cultivators in the hall had already snatched it away. The bags of spiritual stones were flying around in the air, increasing the price one by one.
Guo Ying'er didn't even have time to participate.
When the price soared to 4,030 low-grade spiritual stones, Guo Ying'er gritted her teeth and suddenly shot a ray of light into the bag of spirit stones that was being fought for, and shouted directly, "Five thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"
This price has directly increased by one thousand spirit stones.
The scene that had just been flying around froze for a moment.
Then everyone's eyes were focused on this wing. It was obvious that the restrictions in this wing blocked the view, but the sharpness in the eyes of so many sword cultivators made Guo Yinger breathless.
But I heard sword cultivators shouting one after another below, "Come down, let's decide the winner!"
Guo Ying'er glanced at Zhao Ning, who nodded slightly towards her.
She took a long breath and flew up, stepping on the window and flying to the ring below.
"That's what I want to take a picture of. Why, come and grab it!"
According to the rules, if you want to really fight, it must be a fight in the same realm. This is the dignity of sword cultivators. Sword cultivators never challenge the weak.
Those foundation-building monks who started to make some noise sat back in annoyance. Some of them were already counting spirit stones on their seats, with depressed expressions on their faces. They were not afraid that the opponent had more spirit stones, but that they were afraid that the opponent's cultivation level was not high.
But this gave the Qi Refining Stage Sword Cultivator an opportunity, but Qi Refining Stage Sword Cultivator rarely had so many spirit stones, so after Guo Ying'er stood like this, only one Qi Refining Stage Sword Cultivator stood up.
Even though this was the only one, Guo Ying'er was a little timid. The sword cultivator in front of her was extremely tall. Guo Ying'er stood a foot in front of him, and she actually had to look up at him, and he looked even worse. Xiang Yu's ferocious look.
Guo Ying'er swallowed subconsciously, hugged the sword, and kept telling herself that she was forging the sword. She was a sword cultivator, and she only had the sword in her heart, without fear.
"Wang Li of the heavy sword, please give me some advice."
The other party raised his hand towards Guo Ying'er. Guo Ying'er paused before slowly raising her hand in response.
Just after the two of them had passed the move, Zhao Ning suddenly felt a strange fluctuation. Her eyes turned through the restrictions to the first box from the left on the opposite side. The restrictions in the box were tight, but she was quietly transmitting messages to Guo Ying'er.
Zhao Ning paused for a moment, and the ancient cloud patterns flashed in his eyes, but when he touched the box, he was bounced back.
And Guo Ying'er's expression became extremely relaxed.
Next, the competition between her and the opponent also became weird. Xuxu took a few moves and looked incompetent, and was quickly defeated.
The sword cultivators onlookers booed unceremoniously, but Guo Ying'er didn't look unhappy at all and happily returned to the box.
Guo Ying'er excitedly walked to Zhao Ning and whispered, "Zhao Ning, you are the one whose voice I heard just now."
Zhao Ning paused for a moment, looking at Guo Ying'er's situation, she must have recognized him. He was a man from Kunxu who was able to escape the demonic chaos back then and was still trusted by Guo Ying'er——
"Yun Jinfan."
Zhao Ning calmly said the person's name.
On the contrary, Guo Ying'er was shocked, "Zhao Ning, you actually guessed this."
She sat back on her armchair, "Yes, it's Jin Fan. She is actually here. It has been more than thirty years. I didn't expect that we would meet here."
"Jin Fan sent a message to me just now to tell me not to fight with that sword cultivator. She still has a stone sword heart that she can give to me." Guo Ying'er was happy and relieved at the same time, "I didn't expect the person I met that day. It was actually Jin Fan in disguise. Zhao Ning, tell me, could it be that Jin Fan knew it was me, so he didn't set up a defense against me."
This is very unlikely. Since Yun Jinfan transformed into someone else, she must be trying to disguise herself. It can only be said that Yun Jinfan has never been too wary, and the remnant soul of the soul hidden in her body has never been If you don't look at low-level monks, you won't be a threat to them even if you are seen.
Zhao Ning just nodded slightly and said nothing more.
Soon, the auction comes to the last three items. Just like Qian Ying Pavilion, before the last three items are put on the auction block, Kyushu fragments will be taken out as a warm-up spot.
However, these sword cultivators have always counted every spiritual stone clearly and rarely buy Kyushu fragments. The owner of the auction also knows that, but there are still many magic cultivators in this auction, so they follow the original rules.
But after so many competitions in the past, no one took action now. The three Kyushu scrolls fell into Zhao Ning's hands without any pressure from competition.
When the curtain was lifted on the third to last auction, everyone saw it, and it turned out to be a book.
The deacon introduced, "This Taoist book is a golden elixir realm Taoist law. It is called the Three Divine Whips of Celestial Elephants. With the power of the God of Wind, Rain and Thunder, it can shake the land with a radius of three hundred miles. The wind, rain and thunder of heaven and earth turn into whips. Wherever they fall, they will be struck." Killing gods is no longer an issue."
Since leaving Qingxiao Sect, Zhao Ning has not seen a new Taoist book on whipping for a long time.
There have always been few monks practicing whipping in Kyushu, so there are also very few Taoist books.
It is a rare book, but the deacon said again, "This Taoist book is a remnant, only the Wind God Scroll. The base price is 10,000, please bid."
As soon as the deacon finished speaking, the whole hall fell into silence. This is the Taoist law of the Jindan realm. Of course they want it, but they also know that there must be a Jindan real person at the auction. They can only wait until they have fought. Only then did they have the intention to fight.
Zhao Ning did not wait, a spiritual light shot into the air, totaling ten thousand spiritual stones.
At the same time, another ray of light rushed towards the bag of spiritual stones in the air. Zhao Ning knew that someone was trying to snatch it from her, and the other party's aura was very domineering. He didn't care about Zhao Ning's bid at all. As soon as he shot out the aura, the aura wrapped in it seemed to be... Zhao Ning's spirit stone bag was shattered.
Zhao Ning frowned slightly, this guy seemed to regard her as a foundation-building monk.
Since the other party is so arrogant, Zhao Ning just won't follow the rules of coming and going with him. Every time he is shocked, he will lose the spirit stones in the spirit stone bag.
Zhao Ning was still sitting in the armchair, with his arms on the armrests, and he was making secrets with one hand. The spiritual light lit up on his fingertips. The spiritual stone bag in mid-air stopped shaking in an instant. The spiritual light lingered and stayed in place, resisting the opponent's attack. Coming with momentum.
It was obviously just a confrontation between two spirit stone bags, but instead there seemed to be waves of powerful waves rushing in all directions.
Not only were the spectators below not frightened, they even winked and some even made a few mouth gestures to the butler on the stage, which meant asking him to quickly open the ring.
Jindan Zhenren's fights are always done at the last minute. They might be able to realize something while watching.
The deacon was indeed hesitant. He glanced at the guardians left and right, only to see the two guardians staring directly at the two spirit stone bags.
He thought for a while and was about to pick up the magic weapon. At this moment, a spiritual stone suddenly flew out from the storage bag in the center, and then rushed towards the box with lightning speed. He felt as if he was restricted when he encountered it. Wuwu rushed into it, but heard a roaring noise inside, and then returned to calm.
The people on the first floor looked at the ban on the box with a rather expectant look, really wanting to see what was going on inside.
At this time, a burst of laughter came from the first box from the left, which seemed to clearly indicate the embarrassing situation in that box.
But at this moment, everyone also realized something, and immediately sat back to their seats with their eyes, nose, nose, and heart in mind.
Don't watch the embarrassment of Master Jin Dan, you will die if you do.
But everyone's ears were sharp, and they heard the sound of the door slamming and leaving.
One of the 10,000 spirit stones was buckled and placed quietly in the air, as if you were indifferent to this spirit stone.
The deacon and the two guardians were only in the foundation-building realm. Feeling the confrontation just now, they didn't dare to say anything at this moment. They honestly took the bag of spiritual stones and sent the three divine whips of celestial phenomena into the box.
Guo Yinger looked at Zhao Ning with admiration.
The penultimate item in the collection was a five-layered spiritual sword. The entire auction venue immediately fell into chaos. Almost all the monks went crazy for this spiritual sword.
On the open arena, a dozen sword cultivators flashed past in just a few breaths, and they actually started a wheel battle directly on the arena. This posture was even crazier than the challenge to the sword talent list just now.
However, it was indeed a great experience to watch a swordsmanship competition, which was dazzling, with each swordsmanship having its own merits.
The deacon on the stage was smiling more than usual, and the jade abacus in his hand was making a crackling sound.
Until the sword cultivators finally fought for victory, and Fu Hui came out on top. The deacon handed over the spirit sword respectfully and saluted everyone, "Fellow sword cultivators, it's a pleasure to meet you. Each fight costs three hundred spirits." stone."
The Five-Level Spiritual Sword is already a red-level item, but it is not the final item in this auction.
When the final auction item was opened, it was revealed to be a red-level skill book called Qianling Jueshen Dafa, which is a sword-cultivating Yuanshen Dafa.
The entire auction once again fell into excitement.
Zhao Ning didn't care at first, but he saw that the bustle had calmed down with the actions of several Jindan masters. Their bidding was not as oppressive as Zhao Ning's, and everyone paid their own price until the price soared to 30,000. Spiritual stone.
Guo Ying'er said from the side, "This Yuanshen Dafa is really rare. I think my Cangcuishan family used to be a big family in Kunxu, but they didn't even have Yuanshen Dafa. There were only four major sects in Kunxu and a few sporadic small sects. have."
When Zhao Ning first entered the world of cultivation, she heard such words when someone introduced her to the sect in the world of cultivation.
She didn't care about it at the time, but now that she has reached the golden elixir realm, she has a little doubt. It seems that all the techniques of the Spiritual Root Avenue only reach the Yuanying realm. There are very few Yuanshen realms, and those known to the world of cultivation Dafa is almost all based on the ancient path.
I remembered that the disciples I met in Jihan Palace were all practicing ancient ways. Could it be that Jihan Palace has been inherited for thousands of years, and they know the realm after Yuan Shen. Therefore, from the beginning to the end, they are not greedy for the speed of the spiritual root method, but for the long-term of the ancient ways. ?
Zhao Ning always felt that these things seemed to be covered with a strange fog, as if they were hiding something.
The fight below is still going on. Counting the time, it is already late at night.
Zhao Ning stood up and said to Guo Ying'er, "Are you going back now?"
Guo Ying'er was surprised. Although it was a mess down there, she asked, "Aren't you waiting for Jin Fan?"
"You can wait outside. It's too chaotic in here."
Guo Ying'er thought about it and it was right, so she followed Zhao Ning downstairs.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he reached the first floor, the fight between several Jindan masters became more intense, and the auction item even got involved at some point.
Until the three forces clashed again, a jade box flew straight towards Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning's body flashed with divine light. The light instantly wiped out the offensive inside. The jade box was shattered, but he saw that one of the scrolls of skills was vaguely still. See the mysterious Taoist text on it.
And hidden in the side seam of a jade slip are a few words of ancient cloud patterns, "This technique was only made for the ruins of the time, practice it with caution."
The word "Shi Xu" instantly shocked Zhao Ning's mind.
At this time, there was an invisible big hand in front of him rushing toward the technique. Zhao Ning suddenly moved, and divine light surged instantly.
The clear light was mixed with a few rays of golden light. For a moment, the golden light was like a blade, and it instantly knocked away the big hand, and he raised his hand to grab the scroll.
But how could other Jindan masters see the scroll so easily to Zhao Ning? Several shadows pounced on Zhao Ning in an unprecedented attack.
The mana of the three golden elixirs rushed towards Zhao Ning from three directions, and he seemed not to be affected at all while standing there.
However, the remaining strength of this competition made the nearby foundation-building monks unable to bear it, and they all stayed away from the pavilion.
"Your Excellency is practicing an ancient path. Why are you trying to steal the spiritual root method from us?"
"Even though this fairy doesn't need Yuanshen Dafa herself, and she doesn't look like the head of the family, it's really unreasonable to take away our techniques, so she still gives it to us."
