Qin Ming stood on the ice-covered stone platform, folding his arms and lowering his eyes, waiting silently. Next to him stood an ancient bronze tripod.
Qingluan's heart in the ancient cauldron has been refined, and the medicinal liquid is almost gone, but there is still a little bit left inside. The rich medicinal fragrance is like a boiling heat wave, churning inside, making a faint rumbling sound. The cover was half-covered, revealing a gap, and a fragrant and intoxicating fragrance escaped, floating in the cold square.
The people gathered around took a deep breath. After a few mouthfuls, their whole bodies felt indescribably comfortable, as if they had drank fine wine and jade dew. They looked at the ancient tripod with fiery eyes, but they were wary of the strong holy spirit that pervaded Qin Ming. Power. Although there are tens of thousands of people gathered here, half of them are casual cultivators, and there are also some holy warriors, but there are very few above the third heaven of holy martial arts, and almost none of the fourth and fifth heavens. The aura of the seventh heaven of Qin Ming's holy martial arts is enough. Bringing them as much pressure as a vast ocean.
The canyon is dim in the evening, and the lightable lanterns and blazing braziers illuminate the ancient city under the reflection of ice crystals. More and more people are gathering here. Some are standing on the roof, climbing on the cliff, or gathering in the caves on the cliff to admire the peerless treasure worth one hundred thousand black gold coins.
There are people auctioning their treasures every day on this stone platform, but it has never happened before that someone asked for one hundred thousand black gold coins like today. Not to mention the East Valley Gate, there are very few in other places. Generally speaking, treasures of this value are kept for themselves. Who would put them up for auction
"He's not here to sell children, he's here to sell tripods!" The charming young lady in Huan Langtian didn't expect to meet that bastard again here. But my father's friends were reduced to selling things for money. This was too low-class.
"It's a good treasure!" The handsome young man was Qiu Ziqi, the fourth son of the leader of the Huanlangtian clan, and he personally led the team to search for Haitang. His skin was shining with the bright light of the moon, he was wearing battle armor, he was powerful, handsome and majestic, and he was riding a noble golden-horned Pegasus, just like a god.
More than a dozen Pegasus horses are flying in the air, their wings spread seven or eight meters, whipping up strong winds. They are noble and holy, extraordinary horses, with perfect muscle lines and full of power. The armored guards riding them were as imposing as tigers, with sharp eyes and tense faces, like battle-hardened veterans, powerful and full of murderous aura.
"Brother wants it? Buy it. It's just one hundred thousand black gold coins. We Huanlangtian still care about this little money." Miss Jiaoman is Qiu Ziqi's half-sister, Qiu Ziqing. Because there is also an eldest brother with the same father and mother, who is the strongest in the new generation of Huanlangtian, and is also the direct descendant with the best ability and the most talent. It is very likely that he will be appointed as the next generation leader, so no one outside the clan dares to Whenever he provokes her, he is pampering and spoiling her.
Small money? The corners of Qiu Ziqi's eyes twitched slightly, and he said loudly: "Senior! Can you introduce this ancient tripod?"
Many people were confused when Qiu Ziqi called him "Senior". The son of the dignified leader of the Huanlangtian clan was actually a little polite in his words
Many people from the Jinyang tribe and Guihun Valley also came, hiding in the crowd. They were planning to test Qin Ming to see if they could steal him head-on. Qiu Ziqi's call of "senior" made them confused.
"No introduction is needed. If you think it's worth it, buy it. If it's not worth it, don't buy it. I don't want black gold coins, I want equal exchange! I have no use for it, I want to change it to a weapon." Qin Ming raised his eyes, and his bright eyes swept over more and more people. As far as the eye can see from the crowded crowd, it’s a huge mess. The rooftop in the distance and the cliff cave behind were also full of people, looking curiously.
Qin Ming is not here to exchange weapons, he is here to fish!
It is almost impossible to find a hidden person among the 100,000 people in the ancient city who can always change her appearance, so it is better to use a medicine cauldron to attract her. As long as Haitang shows up, there will be a chance to keep an eye on her. Ordinary weapons cannot attract Haitang's attention, but since he is an alchemist and always has a blue jade tripod hanging close to his body, he will definitely study the medicine tripod and become obsessed with it.
There is a medicine cauldron here, but I don’t believe that Haitang won’t show up.
"You should tell me where you got it. If it was stolen, wouldn't we be in trouble if we bought it." A dozen people appeared in the Valley of Returned Souls, wearing black cloaks, covering half of their faces. The voice was cold and hoarse, like gravel rubbing against each other, which made people feel uncomfortable.
There was a commotion among the crowd, and they avoided a wide passage and went straight to the stone platform.
"Returning Soul Valley!!" Everyone in Huan Langtian showed murderous intent, their eyes were cold, and their bodies were filled with light like moonlight. The golden-horned Pegasus under them all neighed, paved their hooves restlessly, and waved their wings, as if I really hate this gloomy thing.
Qin Ming stretched out his hand to grab the bronze tripod and snorted coldly: "I won't sell my things to Guihun Valley!"
The huge square gradually became quiet. People looked at the stone platform in astonishment. They sounded so crazy that they refused to show off to Guihun Valley in front of so many people.
More than a dozen disciples from Guihun Valley slowly raised their heads, revealing pale faces. Their eyes were as dark as black holes, without any white of their eyes: "Say it again?"
"I won't sell it if I tell him ten times!" Qin Ming raised his head slightly, with a cold and arrogant attitude, as if he was not afraid of Guihun Valley at all.
"Okay!! Well said!!" Huan Langtian and his party all smiled with satisfaction. They were worthy of being friends of the clan leader, but they also hated Guihun Valley.
The people in Guihun Valley are not sure about Qin Ming's background. With their reputation, few dare to be so provocative, and the son of the Huanlangtian clan leader respects him as his senior. Does this person have some background
The people of the Jinyang tribe stood far away and did not interfere, but they were also curious about Qin Ming's origins and dared to face Huan Langtian and Guihun Valley.
"I will only stand for half an hour. The person who wants me will think carefully." Qin Ming held the bronze cauldron. He looked strong on the outside, but he was not at ease in his heart. If he couldn't be frightened, he would have to run away!
The crowd was talking a lot, and everyone could see the magic of the ancient bronze tripod, but Qin Ming didn't tell the origin, and he didn't introduce the efficacy. He just said the price of 100,000 black gold coins. Who dared to buy it easily? Besides, they don’t have anything of equal value.
Huanlangtian, Guihun Valley, and Jinyang Clan were not in a hurry to take action, but were observing and thinking.
Qin Ming stood expressionless, his eyes constantly searching the crowd. He focused his spiritual energy on his eyes and probed carefully, not letting anyone go. However, after scanning twice and three times, I still couldn't find the woman with jewelry hanging in front of her and flowers in her hair. There were some women with a height of 1.7 meters in the crowd, but after staring carefully for a while, there was nothing unusual.
Didn't Haitang come? Could it be that the ancient tripod is not powerful enough
"Time's up! Farewell, everyone!" Qin Ming waited for half an hour, but found nothing and had to put away the ancient bronze tripod. But the moment he turned around to leave, he suddenly noticed that in the first row of people in front of the stands, less than thirty meters away from him, there was a man subconsciously taking a few steps forward, as if he was very reluctant to leave, his eyes The enthusiasm here is also a bit too strong.
Qin Ming's heart moved and he walked towards the man.
The man immediately regained his composure and dispersed with the crowd pretending not to care, but occasionally glanced at Qin Ming.
"Get out!" Qin Ming just walked into the crowd and suddenly roared violently. A strong wind arose all over his body, sending dozens of people around him flying. He held a black needle in his hand and shouted: "I'm tired of living! How dare you fight against me?" I poisoned you!"
The crowd was confused and panicked, and they all looked around in astonishment.
Qin Ming deliberately created chaos, but the corner of his eyes was locked on the man. The strong wind set off was very strong, and it also blew to him. His thick robes fluttered, revealing a white jade hand, and the nails were dark black. He looked like He is very tall, but he is actually very thickly dressed and has thick wooden boards under his feet.
The man quickly covered his robe. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he turned into the crowd.
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