"I know that some of you have doubts about Mu's remarks, but the secrets involved in the evil curse altar cannot be detailed here. Please weigh it yourself.
There is another thing that Mu needs to make clear in advance. Although this evil curse altar is a murderous weapon, it is also extremely harmful. Every owner who has owned it, for some reason, most of them will fall into bad luck. They will either die or be seriously injured. Those who are lucky cannot control this treasure, so monks who are well prepared are asked to bid.
Then the auction begins, "The base price is six million spirit stones, you can increase the price at will."
Mu Qingfeng clearly stated the pros and cons and announced the start.
Everyone in the audience looked at each other, and for a while no one made a bid.
Mu Qingfeng didn't care about this and looked at the many private rooms on the fifth floor.
Bai Yuan, Long Yuhuan, and Zhu Yu all became excited when they heard the name "Altar of Evil Curse". At this moment, without exception, they all stood up and stared at the treasure. It was Nan Shangfeng who was interested.
"I didn't expect that in this auction, this would be the treasure at the bottom of the box." Bai Yuan murmured to himself.
"Didn't I say that this treasure had already been destroyed in the last beast war in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountains? How could it appear again?" Zhu Yu was also a little unbelievable, and communicated with others via voice transmission.
"That's a rumor. I heard from Master that those who participated in the war were cursed. All of them, including the previous owner, died in the battle. The Curse Altar disappeared. Unexpectedly, after all these years, it was transferred to the East Pole. In the hands of the palace." Long Yuhuan shook his head.
Yuan Ming used the round light technique to observe the people in Longyuhuan with a look of surprise. From the looks of these people, they all seemed to recognize the so-called "Altar of Evil Curse". He sent a message to ask Nan Shangfeng, but Nan Shangfeng didn't know. After asking Zhu Yu, he learned that no one knew the origin of the evil curse altar. It first appeared in the "Blood Clothes Tower", a small killer organization in Zhongzhou Continent. Relying on this treasure, Xueyi Tower quickly rose from a small and unknown force, and within a few hundred years it became one of the top assassin organizations in the Central Continent.
After the rapid expansion of its power, Xueyilou became unscrupulous in its actions. Finally, it kicked the iron plate and assassinated an important member of Taixuanmen. Taixuanmen was furious and sent out several Dharma beings and dozens of monks who returned to the void. , leveling the Blood Clothes Building in one fell swoop, but the cursed altar mysteriously disappeared. After that, the Evil Curse Altar appeared many times, and those who obtained it were famous in the Zhongzhou Continent. They were famous for a while, but they soon encountered bad luck.
The last owner of this altar was a demon-hunting monk from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains. He once hunted a level six demon by himself and became famous ever since. However, in the last beast riot, that man was brutally killed by a large number of people. The monsters besieged him, and I don't know what methods he used. Before his death, he cursed all the monks and monsters within hundreds of miles to death and buried them with him. After that, the evil curse altar mysteriously disappeared again, until it reappeared now.
Hearing this, Yuan Ming suddenly felt enlightened. He looked at the altar on the auction stage and seemed to be interested in moving it. The power of the curse contained in this altar is quite powerful. I advise you not to be tempted. This thing is to you now. Harmful rather than helpful. "Kong's voice sounded, and then fell silent again. He seemed to be refining treasures, taking time out of his busy schedule to remind Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming thought about it in his mind, and finally decided to follow Kong's suggestion and gave up the idea of bidding.
Yuan Ming didn't buy it, but others were competing fiercely.
"Six million spirit stones." A voice sounded, but it was Zhu Yu.
"Six million and three hundred thousand." Long Yuhuan also took action.
Six and a half million. "Bai Yuan also joined in.
Several people competed with each other. In the end, unexpectedly, Zhu Yu was slightly better and suppressed Long Yuhuan, Bai Yuan and others with 9.7 million.
The entire Wanbao Tower fell into a brief silence.
Bai Yuan frowned, a rare look of embarrassment appeared on his face. He bit the bullet and said: "Fellow Daoist Dragon, blame me for being too presumptuous before and buying too many things. Now I don't have enough spiritual stones to compete with Zhu Yu."
It doesn't matter, the bidding itself depends on both strength and luck. I am indeed a little jealous of this treasure, but it is not necessary. Since the premium has been reached, there is no need for us to waste spiritual stones. "Long Yuhuan replied.
"Nine.7 million, is there anything higher than this?" Mu Qingfeng asked.
The Wanbao Building was quiet, and almost everyone was looking around. He hoped that someone would raise the price higher, but he didn't.
After Mu Qingfeng looked around and saw that no one continued to bid, he planned to announce the result.
"I will offer ten million spiritual stones." But just before he opened his mouth, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the venue.
"This man can actually produce ten million spiritual stones! Jin Chen and Long Yuhuan also looked at the man in black robe through the black round mirror, with surprise on their faces.
Although they are all important figures in Baidi City and Tianlong Palace, are highly regarded by the sect's internal cultivators, and can mobilize a lot of resources, they cannot freely produce so many spiritual stones.
"One thousand... one million! Zhu Yu glanced back and forth at that person several times, gritted his teeth and made another offer.
"Twelve million!" The man in black robe said without any fluctuation in his tone.
Although Zhu Yu wanted to continue, he was unable to do so and had no choice but to give up.
In the end, the Evil Curse Altar fell into the hands of the mysterious black-robed man, and the Wanbao Tower auction, which was held once every five hundred years, came to a successful conclusion, and the monks in the venue left one after another.
Bai Yuan, Long Yuhuan, Zhu Yu and others regrouped in Jin Chen's box, and Nan Shangfeng was also pulled over. How is it, have all the manpower been arranged?" Jin Chen asked.
Don't worry, people have been arranged to follow him, Ouyang Qiang said.
"Have you found out the identities of those people?" Bai Yuan asked.
"The thick-browed Taoist, whose Taoist name is Wangfan, is a well-known casual cultivator in the East China Sea. He has cultivated in the late stage of returning to the void. However, this person has always practiced in seclusion and seldom comes out to walk. It is unlikely. Ouyang Qiang said.
"Whether it is true or not, the tracking cannot be relaxed." Jin Chen said.
"That's natural. The other young man with the mole under his chin has not been able to find out the details. Judging from the fluctuations in his cultivation, he looks like he is in the early stage of returning to the void. Although it does not match the one named Yuan, it is very suspicious." Ouyang Qiang nodded.
The last man in black robe was able to take out 12 million spiritual stones. He seems to be no ordinary monk. Why don't you send someone to check it out?" Zhu Yu said with a hint of annoyance.
"This person is auctioning normally and has no contact with Yuan Ming or Fairy Yunluo. There is no need to cause more trouble." Ouyang Qiang shook his head and said.
"Yes, the most important thing right now is to find Yuan Ming and Fairy Yunluo." Jin Chen agreed.
Zhu Yu snorted and said no more.
"Taoist Wangfan and the young man have left. Let's follow them in separate groups. Let's see their next actions first, and then decide whether to continue following or arrest them directly." Ouyang Qiang moved and looked outside.
"Fellow Daoist Bai and I went to follow the young man with the mole." Long Yuhuan spoke first.
Hearing this, Jin Chen said, "Then Palace Master Ouyang and I will go follow the Wangfeng Taoist."
Zhu Yu glanced at Nan Shangfeng and waited for him to speak. But the latter looked distracted, as if he hadn't heard the conversation at all.
"Mr. Nan, which one should we chase?" Zhu Yu reminded.
"Any one will do. You have full authority to decide. The people under me can also be at your disposal. I won't go." Nan Shangfeng yawned and said nonchalantly.
"Young Master, don't forget the instructions given by the Tantai Sect Leader." Zhu Yu said in a low voice.
If you arrange it so carefully, that person will definitely be unable to fly. What does it matter if there is one more of me or one less of me? Besides, the Xuanyang Earth Fire I bought is still in the backstage. I have to hurry up and check out. If there is any delay, they will think that I am If I can't afford the money and run away, where should I put my face?" Nan Shangfeng waved his hand, turned around and left the box.
"Mr. Nan acted casually and made everyone laugh." Zhu Yu looked ugly and then apologized to the others.
"Haha, Brother Nan is really serious. Following Taoist Wangfan and that young man, we have enough at this moment." Jin Chen chuckled.
Long Yuhuan's face was expressionless. He didn't even look at Nan Shangfeng from beginning to end. Maybe he even liked it.
After that, Long Yuhuan and Bai Yuan took Zhu Yu to follow the mark and track down the young man with the mole.
Jin Chen took Ouyang Qiang to track down Taoist Wangfan.
Backstage at the auction, the huge spar that sealed the Xuanyang Earth Fire was now in a large white formation. It shrank by nearly half. Wisps of white light poured into the spar from the formation, and the sealing spar slowly recovered.
"I see, this is the reason why you didn't give Xuanyang Earth Fire to me immediately before." Nan Shangfeng said while looking at the scene in front of him.
It's true that the Xuanyang Earth Fire cannot be burned without anything. Before it can be completely conquered, it can only be sealed with a sealing array. If Mr. Nan wants to take the Xuanyang Earth Fire with him, he must also take the sealing array with him. I heard that There is a space spiritual treasure in the hands of the young master, the Kongyu Palace, which is no problem. "Mu Qingfeng stood aside and said.
"Of course." Nan Shangfeng waved his sleeves, and a white light enveloped the sealing formation. "
Mr. Nan, wait a moment, I will have someone transfer the magic circle into your space spirit treasure... Mu Qingfeng said hurriedly when he saw this.
"No need, that would be too troublesome." Nan Shangfeng shook his head.
With a loud bang, the sealing circle and the crystals inside disappeared, along with a large piece of nearby ground. A deep pit several feet in size appeared in front of several people, and the entire Wanbao Tower shook a few times.
The spiritual stone is here, and the excess will be regarded as compensation for Wanbao Tower. "Nan Shangfeng threw a storage bag to Mu Qingfeng and turned to leave.
Mu Qingfeng smiled bitterly, reached into his storage bag with his consciousness, and nodded.
Nan Shangfeng quickly left Wanbao Tower and disappeared into the crowd.
At this moment in the inn, in an inn near Wanbao Tower, a beautiful figure stood leaning against the window. It was the woman in the red dress and green shirt in the auction. The woman in green shirt was holding an ancient brass mirror in her hand, and a picture appeared in the mirror. It was exactly Dongji Island. The building roads and even the pedestrians on the street were exactly the same as Dongji Island. The expressions on her faces were also perfectly synchronized, as if they were on another island. A real world.
The woman in the green shirt made a secret with her hands, and the perspective of the world in the mirror shifted, showing Jin Chen and others tracking Taoist Wangfan and the young man with the mole.
"How's it going? Did you find anything?" the woman in the red dress asked.
"Not yet, but the matter is not over yet," the woman in green shirt stared at the ancient brass mirror without moving away for a moment.
"Then just wait and see." The woman in the red dress nodded.
