At this moment, Bai Qinghai, who was standing at a corner of the high platform, suddenly took a step forward. With one hand raised, two fireballs flew towards the old man.
After two "boom" and "boom", two fireballs that seemed to be powerful and burst open at the same time, but they only caused the light curtain on Mian Lao's body to tremble slightly, and he returned to normal if nothing had happened.
That's not even counted, Bai Qinghai's arm moved again, and he pulled out the long sword behind his back. It just flicked, and after a clear sound, there was a sword aura several feet long and slashed out.
There was a "bang".
After the silver light curtain was only slightly recessed, it bounced the white sword aura away, as if unscathed.
At this scene, the cultivator below was surprised.
After Bai Qinghai retracted the long sword and stood expressionlessly back to its original position, Mian Lao slapped his waist with one hand. The armor on his back was deformed. He turned into a pair of yellow bamboo wings, just a slight flap. Soaring into the air, he circulated flexibly in the sky above the hall at an astonishing speed.
At the same time, the old man’s unhurried words sounded in the hall at the same time:
"This is the flight amplification function of this set of mechanism armor. Not only is it several times faster than the flying spell, it is also not inferior to the general magic rune. Not to mention its flexibility in battle, and it is not a general auxiliary spell. Comparable. Next, the old man will show his offensive capabilities to fellow daoists."
After saying these few words, Mian Lao suddenly took away the afterimage, and appeared on the high platform with a smile, making the many cultivators in the temple stunned.
At this moment, the old man raised his two arms and aimed them at a granite pillar near the stone platform. There was a flash of silver light on his wrist, and a silver cylinder with the thickness of an arm appeared. The creaking sound of the organs each spewed out a silver glow.
The next moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air like a torrential rain, and after the light flashed wildly on the stone pillar, numerous pores were suddenly densely populated.
Many people took a closer look and saw that these pores were filled with fine silver needles that were pinched deeply. This made most people look astonished.
It is really unimaginable that these silver needles can be used to such a degree at such a long distance, without using force, and relying on the power of organs alone.
"This kind of attack is only the least powerful of this organ armor, and there are two other types. For the sake of the auctioneers in the future, the old man will not demonstrate it. But I believe this is enough to explain the value of this organ armor. It’s there. Even though it can’t be compared with the rumored Spirit Armor, but because its mana consumption is minimal, it’s more suitable for us and other spiritists to use.” Mian Lao didn’t know what mechanism he had pressed on the armor suit again. With a creaking sound, the battle armor was turned into a pale yellow wooden box in the silver light, and he said with a smile on his face.
"Old Mian, this organ armor is indeed interesting, but I don't know how many spiritual crystals will it consume for one activation?" Someone under the stone platform asked.
"This fellow Daoist asked a good question. The old man originally planned to talk about this. This organ armor is very easy to use, but every time you activate a general spirit stone, it doesn't work. It must be a wind attribute spar. It must be medium grade or above." Mian Lao replied without thinking.
This answer naturally made many people in the audience look different.
"Okay, I have shown this battle armor function, and the auction is now officially started. The reserve price is 50,000 spiritual stones, and every increase in price must not be less than two thousand spiritual stones!" Mian Lao seized the opportunity to announce the start of the auction.
However, although this organ battle armor has made many people extremely enthusiastic, the high auction price of fifty thousand spirit stones has completely cut off most people's thoughts of fighting.
Although Liu Ming was very excited about this organ armor, if he had round defensive power, he already had the jade lin leather armor, and if round offensive power, how could this thing match the mid-rank Azure Moon Sword in his hand? In comparison, naturally, there is no intention of bidding.
"Five thousand spirit stones!"
After a period of silence, a somewhat familiar voice finally spoke, and it was the cultivator surnamed Nan who had previously recognized this organ armor.
After Liu Ming's heart moved, he glanced at it subconsciously.
I saw that man was sitting in another corner of the hall, with a huge hat, pressed low, and also completely covered his face.
However, looking at the appearance of other people nearby avoiding him far away, it is obvious that this person is not an ordinary cultivator.
"Five thousand thousand spirit stones!" Another faint female voice rang, her voice was extremely ethereal, floating around in the hall, and she could not find the real person's location.
"Five thousand and four thousand!" The voice of the man surnamed Nan sank, obviously a little unhappy.
"Fifty-six thousand" the woman's voice was still calm.
"Hu Fairy, do you really think Nan can't tell that it's you? You don't understand mechanism skills. This mechanism armor is not very useful to you, right?" The cultivator surnamed Nan finally asked coldly.
"Brother Nan, I'm really sorry! Originally, based on your knowledge in mechanism art, this mechanism armor should be handed over, but who asked for this thing by my current owner's name. The little girl had to be offended. "The woman replied with a chuckle.
"Huh, your master knows something about mechanism art. If this mechanism armor falls into my hands, I might be able to copy it in 20 to 30 years. I'm going to decide on this thing. Fellow Daoist, I don't have such many spirit stones now, can I use other treasures on the spot to convert them into spiritual stones?" The cultivator surnamed Nan heard this, but said furiously.
"Lingshi is not enough. Use other treasures to add auctions to convert the Lingshi on the spot. According to the practice of previous auctions, it is naturally possible. But I have to collect 10% of the fee. I don't know what treasures the Southern Taoist friends have?" Mian Lao said nothing. 'S reply.
"I have two newly refined Demon Cylinders, a mechanism flying boat that can only be driven by a spirit stone, and the Taoist friends will auction it off on the spot." Said the practitioner surnamed Nan.
"What, Brother Nan has refined another mechanism flying boat. This is really a gratifying thing!" Mian Lao said in surprise when he heard this.
It seems that the organ flying boat in the mouth of the monk surnamed Nan is also an extraordinary treasure.
Other people in the hall heard this, and there was also a commotion.
"The power of crafting this mechanism flying boat is too low. I can only succeed in one of them for three to four years. I originally planned to keep this one for other purposes, but now for this mechanism armor, Nan I don't care about other things either." The cultivator surnamed Nan seemed rather helpless.
Old Mian nodded, very understanding.
At this time, a waiter had already personally picked up the three items with a tray in his hand, and quickly delivered them to the high platform.
"You don’t need to introduce the name of Nan Daoyou’s organ teacher. Most Dao friends should have heard of it. However, I still want to show you the effects of the magic tube and the organ flying boat.” Mian While talking in his mouth, the old man took a seemingly ordinary red iron tube from the plate, pointed at the granite column near the stone platform, and lightly tapped a protrusion on the iron tube with his thumb. .
The machine rang.
A light flashed from the front of the iron barrel, and a ball of light shot out, but as soon as Fang shot a few meters away, it burst open on its own, and a huge crystal screen emerged from it, and the cover flashed. On the stone pillar.
Immediately, white air flared on the stone pillar, and a layer of white frost was condensed out of thin air.
When Liu Ming saw this, his heart was awe-inspiring.
Although this so-called Demon Slayer is a bit louder from the name, it is indeed a weapon that is difficult to defend against when it is used suddenly at close range.
At this moment, the veteran Mian iron tube put down and announced with a smile:
"Every time you use the Demon Tube, you must replace the inner spar once again. With different attribute spars, the magic effect attached to the Demon Net will be different. But generally after seven or eight uses, even if you replace the inner spar, all parts of the mechanism They will be completely scrapped. Both of these are obviously new items that have just been refined. At the market price, each piece is now auctioned at a reserve price of 5,000 Lingshi, and each increase in price shall not be less than five hundred Lingshi."
But what is strange is that after the old man said this, the hall was quiet, and no one bid for such a useful organ weapon for a time.
Although the cultivator surnamed Nan was sitting in the same place, no one could imagine that his face was very ugly now.
"Chuck, Brother Nan! Although the Demon Tube is good, there have been several oolong incidents that burst the tube. Now who dares to buy it easily!" The woman surnamed Hu said with a chuckle.
"Huh, what a blast! Obviously the Demon Tube has exceeded the number of times it has been used, and those guys still want to continue using it greedily." The cultivator surnamed Nan heard this and said extremely angrily.
"Even if I believe this, others will believe it. Besides, Hu Chunniang is here. Whoever dares to buy your equipment is to do it right for me and the one behind me." Replied with a sneer.
But at this moment, another faint male voice came out from the hall:
"Five Thousand Spirit Stones"
This bidder turned out to be Liu Ming who was sitting in a corner of the hall.
As soon as he said this, not only the laughter of Hu Chunniang stopped abruptly, but the practitioners sitting next to Liu Ming looked at Liu Ming in surprise.
"This Taoist friend has a respected surname, is it because he deliberately did something with this fairy right?" Hu Chunniang's voice suddenly became gloomy.
"It's right, how could it be? I'm just very interested in this magic tube." Liu Ming replied with no emotion.
"Really, I hope you won't regret what you are doing now." Hu Chunniang's words were full of threats.
"Brother Mian, this is the auction meeting of your Bailingju, this kind of threatening others to bid for auction, don't Guiju not ask you?" Seeing this, the Nan cultivator raised his head and said furiously. A middle-aged man with yellow face and thin skin.
"Hu Xianzi, please pay attention. Next time you threaten other people, the old man said that he can't and can only cancel your bidding qualification." Mian Lao naturally heard Liu Ming's voice, a little strange in his heart, but After listening to the words of the cultivator surnamed Nan, he naturally said with a sinking expression.
"Okay, even if Brother Nan gets these thousands of spirit stones, what can be done." Hu Chunniang said with a sneer after being silent for a while, and then no more voice came out.