In the end, this kind of thing was photographed, which attracted almost everyone's attention.
Many people present came here just for it, the dragon's gall, the dragon is not a dragon, but it is inextricably related to the dragon. According to legend, the dragon lost its aura of monsters after nearly three thunder tribulations, and its inner elixir gave it a sacred aura. , transformed into a dragon.
Ancient books even record that if a dragon encounters a thunderstorm, it will soar up into the sky, and it can transform into a dragon only after it has overcome the catastrophe.
In today's world, there are no traces of true dragons. Only dragons still exist sporadically in the deep sea. However, dangers and opportunities also exist in the deep sea. If you accidentally encounter a powerful beast, you will fall. The end, let alone killing the dragon and seizing the dragon's gall.
Wei Xiang'er didn't explain clearly the origin of this thousand-year-old gallbladder, so I'm afraid it was hard-won.
Li Huanzhen was also shocked. He had seen the true dragon aura displayed on Long Ling's body, and had truly felt the terrifying power, which was indestructible and invincible.
I saw a transparent jade box, everything inside was clearly visible, and a dark green dragon's gall was placed in it, blooming with divine brilliance, making a magical law appear in the hall, with an intoxicating fragrance.
This dragon's gall is as big as a human head, shining, crystal clear, and shimmering with rays of light, like purple air coming from the east. The dense atmosphere in the hall spreads its fragrance directly into people's souls.
"Dear patrons, this thousand-year-old bitter dragon gallbladder is the last treasure in today's treasure appraisal conference. The base price is 100,000 high-grade mysterious crystals. There is no upper limit, or you can exchange it with heavenly materials and earthly treasures of equal value." Wei Xiang'er. Tan opened his mouth slightly and offered the price with a slight smile.
One hundred thousand high-grade Xuan Jing is a frighteningly high price. No matter how wealthy you are, it still feels painful.
"One hundred thousand high-grade Xuanjing, why don't you grab it?!" Many people said it was expensive. This price stopped too many people who were eager to try it.
"One hundred and thousand high-grade mysterious crystals!" At this moment, a middle-aged monk took the lead in bidding, his tone not so firm.
"150,000 high-grade mysterious crystals!" Suddenly a voice directly raised the price to 150,000 high-grade mysterious crystals.
There was a moment of silence in the hall, followed by curses.
"This is a commission from Xiangyue Baoque. How can you raise the price like this!"
"It's so wicked. You can play by yourself, we won't even bid!"
"150,000 high-grade mysterious crystals! The first time, 150,000 high-grade mysterious crystals! The second time...congratulations to this benefactor for getting this thousand-year-old bitter dragon gall!"
"boom"
The wooden hammer in Wei Xiang'er's hand fell, and everyone looked at it and cursed it. No one competed. The monk who made the bid paid 150,000 high-grade Xuanjing to buy the Thousand-year-old Suffering Dragon gall, and became the winner.
Li Huanzhen followed the caller's voice and saw that in a box, there were two monks, one tall and one short. Yuwen Chanyang also noticed it and leaned over and said, "These are the two mainland monks, Han Jinlong and Liu Phew! You can go talk to them after it’s over.”
Li Huanzhen's eyes lit up when he heard Yuwen Chanyang's words.
At this time, there was silence in the hall, and then there was a curse. People believed that the price they just called out was a trap, and no one was fooled this time.
After the auction at the Treasure Appraisal Conference, many booths will be set up at the Treasure Appraisal Conference for the monks who come to exchange various rare and rare treasures. Although they are not as valuable as those auctioned at the Treasure Appraisal Conference, they can still make the previous ones more valuable. The monks who came here each took what they needed, and it was a worthwhile trip.
Moreover, with the official auspices of Qixing Island, many monks who possess secret treasures do not have to worry about their treasures being robbed.
At this time, the auction ended, and many monks began to display the rare treasures they had brought. For a time, many rare items appeared in the hall, attracting many wealthy monks.
"Three thousand high-grade spiritual stones, this piece of Deep Sea Mountain Essence was obtained by this fellow Taoist." A middle-aged monk standing at the front of the auction hall said with a smile. In front of him were several people who wanted to exchange treasures with him. The monks suddenly turned into a small auction.
On the sandalwood table in front of him, there was an emerald green tray with an inconspicuous piece of pale golden coral the size of a walnut.
As a result, a monk with a vague face in silver robes paid the highest bid for the piece of Deep Sea Shanjing. After delivering the spirit stone, he took the Gengjing away.
At this time, Li Huanzhen and his party, who were sitting in the pavilion, also walked out of the box and came to the auction hall, looking for the figures of the two mainland monks. No matter how precious the things exchanged below were, they had nothing to do with them.
Just now, Yuwen Chanyang seemed to have been summoned away by an acquaintance, and he did not have time to introduce the two mainland monks to them.
Li Huanzhen and the others could only look for the two mainland monks among the crowd while the treasure appraisal conference was not over yet.
While walking among the crowd, Li Huanzhen thought it would be easy to find the two mainland monks with his spiritual sense, but he could not find them. Luo Yueran, Yuan Xixiang, Zhu Yu, and Xu Lingxin also searched separately. The figures of the two people, and Zhou Shen also helped them find them.
Finally, the hard work paid off, and Li Huanzhen learned from the mouth of a person from Xiangyue Baoque the whereabouts of the monk who had been photographed for thousands of years.
From the other party's mouth, Li Huanzhen learned that the two monks had not left Xiangyue Baoque, but were resting in a place of Xiangyue Baoque.
After thanking him, Li Huanzhen, who received the news, did not go there directly. Instead, he walked around the hall, but did not find Luo Yueran and others, so he went alone to avoid the two mainland monks leaving. .
Immediately afterwards, Li Huanzhen went straight to a corner of Xiangyue Baoque's backyard.
The sky had darkened, and according to the place mentioned by the people in Xiangyue Baoque, Li Huanzhen found this place.
After Li Huanzhen briefly scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, he stood in front of a seemingly ordinary stone house in the backyard.
He walked over and before he could knock on the door, the wooden door opened on its own.
A bearded man wearing a jade crown and purple robe walked out.
"But I know you can find Fellow Daoist Li who was recommended by Taoist Brother Yuwen. Come in quickly and I'll introduce a few of my fellow Daoists to get to know fellow Daoist Daoist Li." The man seemed to be very happy and said.
"Are you a monk from mainland China?" Li Huanzhen asked politely.
"Yes, I am none other than Han Jinlong, who came to Miluo Continent from the mainland thirty-seven years ago!" The long-bearded monk stroked his beard and smiled.
With that said, he invited Li Huanzhen in.
Li Huanzhen walked into the house, but Li Huanzhen was startled by the scene in the house. It was empty. How could there be anyone there?
But with a sweep of his consciousness, he discovered the forbidden fluctuations in the room.
At the same time, the long-bearded monk Han Jinlong also noticed Li Huanzhen's behavior. He smiled slightly and said:
"Of course this little trick can't be hidden from Fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist Li, please come with me!"
