"Strange? What's strange?" Kun Wuya asked.
"Didn't ancestors realize that the tile eaves have a bit of the style of their hometown?" Liangchen said.
"Haha~ This building has many characteristics. It is normal to have the eaves of Zhongzhou architecture." Kun Wuya didn't take it seriously.
"There are also these plaques. Although the words are from this place, the meaning of the words is unique to Zhongzhou. Could it be that the ancestors can't feel it?" Liangchen said again.
"What a fuss. Zhongzhou culture is already extensive and profound. It is not surprising that it has spread all over the world. The old man has seen such inscriptions in many places." Kun Wuya replied calmly.
"Uh... That's because this junior has too little knowledge." Liangchen suddenly stopped talking when he heard this.
The two of them continued to move forward, and when they arrived at the door, they were already crowded with people. They saw piles of monks in various costumes chatting and laughing with each other, as lively as a secular village going to a market.
Being able to gather many cultivators naturally meant that the auction was of high standard. The two of them immediately felt a glimmer of hope. They squeezed to the door and showed the invitation before letting them go.
There are two long tables in the entrance passage. There are a stack of gauze-like masks on the table. Waves of vague spiritual energy are emitted from the masks. When the spiritual thoughts are touched, little red lights flash out. If you leave, you will be restored to the original state.
Some people passing by picked one up and put it on their faces, while others walked directly into the hall without even looking at it.
"Two distinguished guests, please collect the Floating Cloud Veil by yourself." A voice sounded, it was the energetic guy standing behind the long table.
Liangchen was about to pick up a veil, but saw Ku Wuya looking at him with ridicule, "Are we still using this?"
"Haha~" Liangchen smiled after hearing the sound, but still grabbed a veil, gently rubbed it in his hand, felt it and tied it behind his ear.
"It's free!"
Liangchen entered the hall with a smile, and saw a three-foot-square circular jade platform in the central area. A huge six-pointed star array was carved on the jade platform, and a huge manzhusha was painted on the dome above the jade platform. The flowers are golden in color, covering the entire roof, and then hanging down along the walls. On the walls are long and continuous murals. At a glance, they should be scenes of battles with sea monsters.
The hall is surrounded by a circle of increasingly higher auditoriums surrounding a jade platform.
At this moment, there are about a thousand people in the audience, but only half of the seats are occupied. There are still a lot of empty seats.
The two of them randomly chose a seat closer to each other and sat down. The ancestor began to close his eyes and rest, while Liangchen kept looking around.
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At the same time, two old men stood on the top floor of the seventh floor of Pangtuo Pavilion.
One person is wearing purple clothes and a purple crown, with a solemn expression and a calm expression on his face, while the other person is wearing gray clothes and a linen robe, with a slightly kind smile on his face.
At this moment, the two of them were standing side by side at the window, looking at the fading sunset in silence.
"It's just a little more than usual, and the Labor Purple Shark King personally escorted it here?"
"Is there anyone in the West Sea who dares to touch your or my goods?" After a long period of silence, the old man in linen robe said.
"Hehe~ The old island owner doesn't know something. The fruit that the devil crocodile has seen for a hundred years was stolen by a group of high-level monks a few days ago. How dare I dare to blame it." The purple-crowned old man said with a bitter smile.
"Oh! Is this happening? That demonic crocodile has always been active around the cracks of the storm. Does anyone dare to try to attack it?" The old man in linen robes was stunned when he heard the sound, and then asked, "Do you know what the fruit is?"
"A kind of spiritual fruit that can only grow in the land of storms. You humans call it the Ash Fruit." The purple-crowned old man replied.
"It's actually this fruit! The ash fruit helps to attack the gods, and it is said that it also has some miraculous effects on body refiners. It must be a group of late Nascent Soul monks who stole the fruit." The old man in linen robe guessed, and then continued:
"There are no Ash Fruits in the Xitian Islands. It must have been made by people from other continents."
"No matter who it is, this king must not make mistakes in this job, otherwise my fate will be worse than that of the devil crocodile." The old man with the purple crown didn't seem to care about this at all.
"This time, these are treasures that Xihai has been hoarding for several years, and some of them have never been taken out. Although they are not rare, the best is the quantity.
I don’t know what the price can be. Is it enough to buy all the items on my list? "
"Don't worry, Purple Shark King. Are you still worried about Pangtuo Pavilion's methods? Even if it's not enough, you can first pay the debt. Wait until the next delivery comes, and then pay it back." The old man in linen robe said lightly.
"Haha, I am in charge of the old island, don't worry." The purple-crowned old man grinned.
The two of them were silent again, and the sunset outside the window slowly fell into the sea in this silence, turning the sky and the earth black.
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In a private room on the fifth floor, a woman and a man were sitting, whispering.
"It's all my fault. Seeing that you are about to break through, you still haven't found the right technique." The woman in green's voice was like a silver bell, but there was a trace of self-blame.
"Yu'er, you have paid too much for me!" The man reached out and took the woman in green's hands.
"What's more, the materials for refining the realm-breaking elixir have just been prepared. Whether it can be successful or not is another matter."
"There's no rush." The man said and kissed the woman on the cheek.
"Look! A top-quality sword was just released yesterday, but it can barely be put on the auction block." The man said, taking out a blazing white sword. The circles of runes on the sword looked like spider webs and thunder patterns. It filled the entire sword body, giving the entire sword an aura of destruction.
"Although it is a medium-grade spiritual treasure, it is of the highest grade, and it has thunder attributes, so it should be able to sell for a high price!" The woman sensed the spiritual energy on the sword and laughed happily, as if the little trouble she just had was left behind. to the back of the head.
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Time is like water, the moon hangs on the eaves,
The seats in the lobby on the first floor were already full, and there were even some people standing in the aisles.
"Buzz~" there was a roar, but there was a flash of golden light on the dome, and the budding manjushuahua suddenly bloomed quietly. .
Rays of golden light slowly traveled along the filaments, and as they breathed, a huge golden Manzhu Shahua bloomed from everyone's heads like a real thing.
As the Manzhu Shahua blooms, the corresponding hexagram on the ground also shoots out beams of light, connecting with the top of the head.
For a moment, golden and silver strands of light intertwined and shimmered, like a waterfall falling from the dome, forming a huge cylindrical channel.
This formation actually connected the space on the second floor with the space on the first floor!
While everyone was marveling, a pair of slender legs quietly came into view.
Then step by step, he slowly walked out of the manzhushahua above his head.
"Wow!" A burst of exclamation suddenly formed into a torrent, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of everyone on the field!
Kun Wuya was dozing off in a daze, but now his eyes widened and he grinned.
"Hehe~ It's interesting!"
