Dead silence.
Dead silence!
After realizing that everyone had shut up, the female cultivators on the field panicked. This was the Heart of the Spiritual Vein, and it should have been called the most enthusiastic. However, Feng Qingwu went crazy and made the whole place feel cold.
She resisted Feng Qingwu's pressure and said, "Well, this is the heart of the spiritual vein, distinguished guests."
"As long as it is buried, it will become a spiritual vein after being nurtured!"
The originally lively place continued to be silent.
The female cultivator was so humble that she almost cried. Instead of the smiling face that sold the sword pills before, she had a bitter look on her face.
At this time, Feng Qingwu looked over coldly.
Seemingly due to her uncontrollable emotions, her eyes were even bloodshot, and she turned to look at the female cultivator: "Is it time to announce it?"
"I, I know..."
The female cultivator trembled when she was stared at, and said with a trembling voice: "Four hundred high-grade spiritual stones once..."
"Four hundred high-grade spiritual stones twice."
"Four hundred high-grade spiritual stones three times."
The atmosphere in the auction, which was clearly supposed to be in full swing, was downright cold at the moment. The female cultivator did not dare to feel sad for the loss of her commission. Under Feng Qingwu’s cold eyes——
She spoke tremblingly: "Congratulations, Chief Feng, for capturing the heart of the spiritual vein with four hundred high-grade spiritual stones..."
"Well, I'll send it over after the auction."
On the small terrace, Feng Qingwu's voice gave cold instructions, and then turned around. Jiang Zicheng once again closed the curtain, cutting off everyone's sight - this time the competition ended inexplicably.
The female cultivator could only cry and didn't dare to speak.
At this moment, all the other boxes were completely silent. However, in the box where the price was first raised, a servant asked in a low voice: "Master, aren't we going to take action?"
"No need, don't go head-to-head with a madman."
The head of the family paused and said in a cold voice: "Obviously Feng Qingwu is at the end of her rope. If she fails to complete this mission, she may completely lose power in Tianxuan Sect. She will not give up."
"But Patriarch, didn't you say that she can't mobilize so many spiritual stones? So she shouldn't be able to get them-"
"That's not necessarily the case."
The head of the family frowned: "Feng Qingwu has been the chief of Tianxuan Sect for so many years. She may not have accumulated too many things. The most important thing is..."
"If she was desperate, I'm afraid she would sell everything just to get this thing. Even if she didn't succeed, she would go crazy and raise the price, which would be difficult for us to deal with."
It would be ridiculous to end up like the Han family.
Hearing this, the servant said again: "Then...are we going to give up the heart of the spiritual veins and let her take it away..."
"impossible."
The owner of the house said coldly, looking towards the other boxes with unclear meaning: "They must have the same idea as us and don't want to be raised by this crazy woman, so they are quiet now."
"It's precisely because of this that she can't leave Huacheng!"
But after a while, the auction finally ended.
In the box of Tianzi No. 9 in the underground store, Feng Qingwu was leaning on a chair, holding his cub in his arms, stroking his soft and black fur slowly, with a smile on his lips and a calm expression.
On the other hand, Jiang Zicheng looked a little uneasy.
Although he was sitting on a chair, his eyes couldn't help but look here and there, as if he was observing something.
"Sister, we..."
"Not urgent."
Feng Qingwu said warmly.
At this time, the box door was suddenly knocked, and the voice of the Duobao Pavilion disciple appeared outside the door: "Chief Feng, your lot has been delivered. Isn't it convenient now?"
"come in."
"yes."
After that, the doorman carefully pushed open the door of the box, then raised his hand, and two more people walked in behind him, holding between them the box that appeared in the store.
Feeling the fluctuations coming from it, Feng Qingwu opened her eyes. She stood up, opened the box and took a look.
Inside the box, placed is the Heart of Spiritual Vein.
On the black velvet mat, there are piles of large and small crystals, all of which are engraved with spirit gathering arrays to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth. In the center of the crystal is a crystal clear spar.
The shape is like a heart, with fine and dense veins.
The moment that pure spiritual power appeared in the box, the concentration of spiritual power here instantly increased and even became purer. Even if you took a deep breath, you felt relaxed and happy.
It looks like a living thing and a dead thing, but it has a faint feeling of pulsation.
For a moment, the eyes of everyone looking over became hot. Such spiritual power made them practice faster!
The disciple explained: "Chief Feng, the most precious thing about this spiritual heart is its pure spiritual power and its ability to nurture spiritual veins, but if the spiritual heart itself has insufficient spiritual power and is weak."
"Then, the heart of the spiritual vein will gradually 'die', that is, it will lose its original efficacy, so we specially carved the spirit gathering array to gather the spiritual power of heaven and earth to nourish it."
"After Chief Feng brings it back, it must be buried in the earth's veins as soon as possible, or there must be an environment with a high concentration of spiritual power, in order to delay the preservation of the heart of the spiritual veins, please bear in mind."
"Okay, I understand."
Feng Qingwu nodded slightly.
After saying that, she winked at Jiang Zicheng. The man who was still restless immediately reacted and stepped forward to hand the disciple a storage ring: "There are four hundred pieces of high-grade spiritual stones in this."
"OK."
The disciple nodded, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it. After a little inventory, he was ready to leave, but at this moment——
Feng Qingwu suddenly stopped him.
"Wait, I want to trouble Duobao Pavilion with something."
"Duobao Pavilion is sitting on so much wealth, but it is still safe and sound. In essence, it is not an ordinary chamber of commerce organization. I am afraid there is a strong force organization behind it, right?"
The man paused, but before he could say a word, Feng Qingwu suddenly took out the chief token: "Let the person in charge come."
"I still have a business deal with you, Duobao Pavilion."
Hearing this, several disciples looked at each other.
…
It’s a murderous night when the moon is dark and the wind is high and a fire is set.
After the heated auction, the entire Huacheng fell into silence, wrapped in the pitch-black night, as if being dragged into a deep abyss, with a terrifying murderous intent.
And in the underground store in the center of Huacheng, at this moment——
The passage opened quietly.
A figure quickly rushed out of it, wearing night clothes. It was so hazy in the night that the figure could not be seen clearly. There was also a vague aura of pure spiritual power on his body that he tried his best to hide.
The moment the figure rushed out, under the endless night, with slight noises, several figures appeared.
He followed immediately.
The moonlight is deep and the murderous intention is obvious!
