Although Zhihuang Sanren said that the auction was small, when Chi Shang stepped into the hall, he saw a vast palace in front of him.
On the first floor, rows of seats are arranged in a semicircle, and the entire hall is packed with dense figures. The strong ghost aura combines to give the air in the entire hall a gray feeling, as if it is always shrouded. Same as in the mist.
Raising his head, Shi Chishang glanced above. Both the second and third floors were VIP rooms. The difference was that the second floor was composed of small regular hexagonal platforms, while the third floor was composed of rooms. There are floor-to-ceiling windows facing the hall. The outside cannot see inside. Only the VIPs inside can see outside through the glass, which can be regarded as a way to hide their identity.
When he saw it, Chi Shang raised his head. Zhihuang Sanren, who was covered in rotten flesh and pustules, said with a smile: "The second and third floors are all VIP seats. This time, because a half-step treasure appeared, many big forces came. "
Shi Chishang nodded thoughtfully, and then came to their seats with the two of them and sat down.
At this time, there was still half an hour before the auction started, but the hall was already overcrowded. Fortunately, the seats arranged by the auction house were quite large, so it didn't feel crowded.
After sitting down, Zhihuang Sanren fully demonstrated his ability to dance, and soon started chatting enthusiastically with several monks around him. Feng Nu looked around for a while, and then took the auction list and began to study it.
Only Shi Chishang kept his head lowered, as if he had closed his eyes and fell asleep, but in fact his soul consciousness had already sunk into his body, and he was silently studying the broken mirror that he had taken into his body.
That day at the Craftsman Market, Shi Chishang bought a total of five broken artifacts. Four of them were junk items that were so broken that they could no longer be used. There was only one broken mirror, although it was full of cracks. , but no matter how much Shi Chishang tried, even if he used the light of life and death and the Styx Death Sword Technique, he could not destroy it at all.
And the most important thing is that Shi Chishang actually captured a fragment of the avenue from this broken mirror that was similar to the soul seal reflected in the mirror.
Since Shi Chishang has been practicing, the Mirror Soul Seal has been an extremely important part of his combat power. Many of the abilities that Shi Chishang possesses today are derived from this soul seal. .
It was precisely after realizing this that Shi Chishang bought the broken mirror at that time. Of course, in order to avoid outsiders' suspicion, he also deliberately bought four more broken mirrors.
In the past few days, Shi Chishang was out shopping on the surface, but secretly he had been studying the broken mirror carefully.
After several days of observation and research, Shi Chishang guessed that the level of the broken mirror would definitely be no lower than that of a seventh-order underworld weapon. Not to mention its ability to ignore the light of life and death and the death sword technique of the Styx. There are only incomplete fragments of the inner avenue, and the height of authority far exceeds the limit of what he can explore.
"Simulating the Avenue..." He whispered softly the root of the avenue to which the fragment belonged, Shi Chishang's eyes were fixed.
Simulation, as the name suggests, this avenue can simulate other things, whether it is spells, avenues, or instruments, but any existence that he understands, senses, and analyzes can be simulated.
At first glance, the effect of the simulated avenue was almost exactly the same as the function of the Mirror Soul Seal. It was no wonder that he felt that the two were similar that day. This was no longer similar, but almost the same.
"So the foundation of my Mirror Soul Seal is the simulated avenue?"
Thinking about the issues he has been considering these days, Shi Chishang frowned slightly and murmured: "No, there are simulations, but there are more than just simulations, there are other things..."
Fingertips stroked the center of his eyebrows, Shi Chishang sensed the talisman hidden in it, and sorted out his messy thoughts: "It can penetrate the surface, sense the root, and analyze and reproduce it... So, is it also a compound path? No, it’s not a compound avenue, it’s a skill, but it’s basically composed of multiple avenues.”
Ding! A crisp and melodious bell rang quietly, and a soft and invisible breath slowly spread from the back of the hall. Wherever it passed, the noise disappeared inexplicably. In just a moment, the originally noisy hall was covered by a quiet atmosphere. Whether they were ghosts, spirits, ghost beasts, or soul beasts, they all became quiet under the influence of that aura.
Shi Chishang, who was also under that aura, felt his heart move slightly. He noticed that an invisible force was slowly wrapping around him. However, there was no malice in it, so he did not deliberately resist it. Instead, he adjusted his mood and He cast his gaze towards the high platform at the back of the hall.
Under the gaze of all the monks, a middle-aged woman with red hair like fire strode onto the high platform. Her eyes were like snake-like vertical pupils. Looking at her made people feel inexplicably chilly.
Zhihuang Sanren sat on the left side of Shi Chishang, turned his head and whispered: "That's Chi Jingxin, the eldest daughter of Chi Xinyan, and the young owner of Huoji Villa."
Shi Chishang nodded slightly, his eyes paused on Chi Jingxin for a moment, and then moved to several servants behind her carrying square plates.
Behind Chi Jingxin there were nine servants dressed in Huo Chi Villa costumes. Each of them was holding a red square plate. The square plates were all covered with red cloth. It seemed that they should be the items in this auction.
With a flick of his fingertips, Shi Chishang took out the list of the auction items, looked up at the square plates, and his soul consciousness spread quietly, wanting to take a peek at the items under the red cloth.
There were many people at the scene who, like him, secretly released their thoughts to peep in advance, but without exception, their thoughts hit an invisible barrier when they spread up to the high platform, and their heads shook slightly. Showing shame and annoyance.
Shi Chishang also touched that barrier, but he hesitated slightly and did not forcefully penetrate it, but quietly withdrew his thoughts.
As if aware of the actions of those peepers, Chi Jing narrowed her eyes and did not reveal the matter. Instead, she said with a sneer: "You should have seen the list of items in this auction. There are nine items in this auction. Each price increase starts from one million Shengtang coins..."
With vertical pupils like snakes, Chi Jingxin scanned the people in the hall sternly, and her voice was as cold and stern as her eyes.
"This auction is jointly organized by Tiance Merchant Alliance, Huoji Villa and Tuomeng Daoming Huozhou Governor's Mansion. Any behavior such as robbing or failure to pay will be punished by the joint efforts of the three of us. , please restrain your anger and don’t say that we did not predict what we said.”
Hearing her words, there was a slight noise in the hall. Zhihuang Sanren also folded his folding fan and said in surprise: "This auction is also attended by the Tiance Merchant Alliance?"
Shi Chishang recalled it and remembered that the Tiance Merchants Alliance was the official trading house of the Shengtang Dynasty and had a strong background, but he never expected that it would be one of the organizers of this auction.
Seeing that the discussion in the hall was going on for a long time, a soft hum suddenly came from a room on the third floor. Suddenly, the cold and mighty power of the underworld rolled down like a torrent, suppressing the faces of all the Yinwu monks. The original noise also disappeared in an instant. Stopped abruptly.
"There's so much nonsense, it's so noisy." The voice of the person who spoke was indifferent, as if there was no emotion at all. At first glance, it sounded like it was coming from a robot, but only those with strong cultivation can sense the voice behind it. The terrifying coercion contained.
Seeing the strong man suppressing the entire audience, Chi Jingxin said calmly: "Now the auction officially begins, the first lot..." As she spoke, she raised her hand and waved, and the first servant on the left immediately held the square He stepped forward and walked to Chi Jingxin's side.
Turning around and uncovering the red cloth, Chi Jingxin looked at the audience and said calmly: "The 900,000-year-old Lingxi soul shell was personally refined by Elder Ruoshui Haishanrong. It can warm the soul, purify the hostility, and refine one's own ghost power. The starting price is 20 million Shengtang coins."
Almost at the moment Chi Jingxin finished speaking, on a platform on the second floor, a dark lion-shaped soul beast had raised its head and said loudly with a rich voice: "Thirty million!"
"That's because Shi Wuwei, the young patriarch of the Black Lion Clan in Huangzhou," Zhihuang Sanren raised his eyebrows and smiled with Shi Chishang, "Generally, big forces have methods to purify their hostility, and there is usually no shortage of this type. Treasures, on the other hand, are in higher demand among the middle powers, so I estimate there will be many bidders.”
Shi Chishang smiled: "Brother Zhihuang, aren't you going to grab it?"
Zhihuang San Cultivator shook his head repeatedly and said with a smile: "As a San Cultivator, even if I grab it, I will still cause trouble."
As the two talked, several forces made bids one after another. Most of them were guests on the second floor. Those on the first floor didn't like it, and those on the third floor couldn't afford it. After a while, the price of the Lingxi Soul Shell had soared to eight thousand eight thousand. One million, which made many monks on the first floor feel turbulent, even more excited than those who participated in the bidding.
In the end, the lion from the Black Lion Clan was unable to successfully grab it at the high price of 94 million.
Just at the beginning, there was a huge transaction of 94 million, which directly heated up the atmosphere in the whole place. The monks in the ghost world were prone to having their heads heated up. As a result, the following three transactions were all at nearly double the normal price. The price is high, and I wonder if the two people who robbed it will regret it and go crazy after they calm down.
During the previous rounds of bidding, Shi Chishang sat silently and showed no reaction. It was only when Chi Jingxin unveiled the red cloth of the fifth piece that his eyes narrowed slightly.
It is a thin rope about two feet long. It is gray-white in color, and there are strands of strange silver glow flowing on the surface. If you use your mind to observe instead, you will sense a strong death aura from this thin rope, as if As long as you touch it lightly, your body and soul will be instantly corroded by the death energy.
Chi Jingxin seemed to be a little wary of this string. He did not touch the object with his own hands like in the previous rounds, but picked it up with his dark power from the air.
As her dark power was injected into it, the string trembled slightly, then suddenly straightened, and turned into a four-foot long sword out of thin air. The color and texture were the same as before, except for the death energy that was originally sealed inside. Suddenly it was released, turning into a gray mist that enveloped the sword's edge.
"The Sixth-grade Ming Weapon, the Skeleton Sword, was personally refined by Elder Ruoshui Haishanrong. The materials were taken from the remains of five Ming Lords who also practiced the Avenue of Death. Therefore, the Avenue of Death is naturally generated in the sword. If it can be refined and combined If you comprehend it day and night, you will surely be able to understand the great road of death."
