"Hmph, you don't claim to know everything in this Changyangfang city. You know everything. You can't find out if the black-faced man has left." The young scholar snorted coldly. The look of dissatisfaction.
Obviously, the disciple of Haoran Academy still has an obsession with that mutant worm egg.
"Yes, Wang Gongzi will give his subordinates a little more time, and the subordinates will definitely find out the whereabouts of this person." The thin man felt cold in his heart and said hurriedly.
"Very well, if you don't find out the whereabouts of this person, don't show up in front of me again." The young Confucian student couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, slapped the coffee table, stood up, and walked straight to the second floor of the refining shop.
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At the same time, in another seemingly ordinary shop closet near Bailian Pavilion, a woman in purple clothes with a dusty temperament was playing with a palm-sized golden turtle in her hand. The old man in Tsing Yi with a kind look on his face.
"Old Qiao, can you see anything about the aura fluctuations just now?" The purple-clothed girl suddenly looked back at the old man beside her, and asked faintly.
"Miss Hui, according to Lao Yu's judgment, someone should have refined some kind of rare spiritual weapon or pill. As an alchemist, Lao Yu used to be lucky to refine a five-pill pattern ground product pill. A similar vision has been produced. When refining the highest-quality spiritual weapon with a higher prohibition, there should be similar situations. Although this person uses the prohibition to block most of the fluctuations, since he is from the Taiqingmen refining Qipu, most of it is the latter." The old man in Tsing Yi bowed slightly and slowly explained.
"Old Qiao, please send someone to check it out. Recently, the Taiqingmen has sent some master craftsman to come here to sit here." The purple-clothed woman said after thinking about it for a while.
"Yes, the old man will send someone to do it." After another salute, the old man in Tsing Yi walked out of the secret room.
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In the following period of time, except for Liu Ming went to a Bat tribe’s shop during the period, he exchanged thirteen common products and four four-dimensional condensed pill for more than three million spirit stones, but he spent most of the time in the shop. Sit down within.
The shopkeeper of the Bat Clan, even though Liu Ming was surprised to refine the local pill so quickly, he also thought that these were all the pill that was refined from those thousand-year-old green condensed fruits.
Although he was surprised in his heart, it was not too shocking.
At this time, there are already more than 500 top-grade spiritual stones in the spiritual stone bag on his waist, and the local condensing pill contains five of the four spiritual patterns, two of the five spiritual patterns, and six spiritual patterns. One.
After half a month, the auction meeting finally began.
Near the lake in the center of Fang, a middle-aged man in a blue soap robe walked slowly out of the side alley. After adjusting his sleeves, he walked straight to the auction building. It was Liu Ming who had changed his face.
Half a month ago, as a messenger from the Taiqing Gate, he really received an invitation letter from the auctioneer Qianmeng Chamber of Commerce, but he did not intend to use this item, but decided to pretend to be again in disguise and enter the auction as an ordinary casual repairer. General Assembly.
At this moment, on the eve of the auction meeting, from time to time, groups of monks in two or three gathered here from all directions, pouring in toward the gate.
After Liu Ming observed for a while, he paid a fee for the spirit stone, and walked across the door into the auction hall under the guard's attention.
After passing through a spacious corridor filled with bustling people, it is the interior hall of the auction. It is divided into two floors. Casual repairs without invitation letters can only enter the lobby on the first floor, and the second floor is for special invitations. Prepared by guests.
Liu Ming picked a rather secretive corner on the first floor, sat down quietly, and began to look around at the auction hall.
Surrounding the huge square platform in the middle, there are fan-shaped steps around the venue on the first floor, and each step is full of seats.
Liu Ming made a rough calculation, and the entire first-floor venue was enough to accommodate thousands of people, and it was about an hour before the start of the auction meeting, and there were very few empty seats here.
With this scale alone, the auction meeting in Changyangfang City has far surpassed the auction held by Liu Ming in the domain of the sea.
The following seats are all ordinary seats, and there are VIP boxes on both sides of the second floor of the venue, which are obviously reserved for some powerful people with status and status.
Since Liu Ming came in, he has vaguely noticed that many people have entered the box through his strong mental power. Each of these people has a deep aura, and many of them are powerful people with a cultivation base above the crystal transformation stage.
Once these people enter the box, they can no longer be detected.
After another half hour, no one came in at the entrance of the venue.
With a "bang", as the door at the entrance slowly closed, a golden beam of light suddenly lit up on the high platform in the middle, and a faint platform-like thing was slowly rising inside.
At the same time, the noisy sounds in the venue also stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the golden beam of light in the middle.
The golden light slowly dissipated, and there were three more people in white robes in Yutai.
In the middle is an old man with white beard and hair. Under the gaze of so many people, he still has a lazy look. The two middle-aged men on the left and right sides, one has a pale complexion, and the other has a dark complexion. At this moment, they are all looking at him with a calm expression.
The corners of Liu Ming's eyes twitched. The two middle-aged men had a dignified aura. They were obviously masters in the crystallization stage, while the white-haired old man was clearly sitting there, but under the scan of the divine sense, his figure looked like nothing. It seems to disappear at any time.
This old man was actually a strong man in the real pill realm.
After the white and pure middle-aged man on the left swept his eyes off the stage, he said in a loud voice with a smile on his face:
"You are welcome to participate in the auction conference held by this business alliance. This conference will be based in your residence and the rules are the same as usual. After calling out a reserve price, everyone will bid with spirit stones. If you have insufficient spirit stones, you can also Sell other treasures to this association for spirit stones. Of course, if you disagree with the price set by me, this association can also conduct an on-site auction for you. In short, we will never let you feel that you are at a loss."
The white and pure middle-aged said these words out of the blue, and the cultivators below naturally didn't object to it.
The white-haired old man and the dark-skinned man on the right had already walked to the two chairs behind Yutai without saying a word, and sat down respectively.
"Well, since everyone has no objections, then this auction will begin now." The middle-aged Bai Jing looked around, then announced with a loud voice, the voice resounding through the audience.
As soon as the voice fell, a maid in white walked out from the backstage Yingying, holding a white jade tray in both hands, covered with a large red cloth brocade, and under the gaze of everyone, she calmly walked onto the jade platform.
The middle-aged Baijing reached out and uncovered the red cloth on the tray, revealing a half-foot-long odd-shaped knife.
"The first auction item, the best spirit weapon, the Qingyin knife! There are 28 levels of restraint inside, and it also has the magical sound effect when attacking, which makes the opponent into a psychedelic unknowingly, and the mana is greatly reduced. Eight hundred thousand spiritual stones, each increase in price shall not be less than thirty thousand!" Baijing middle-aged said loudly.
As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden whisper in the venue.
Although the sword weapon is not as sharp as the sword weapon, it is more overbearing. Among all the spirit weapons, the attack power is second only to the sword weapon. This Qingyin knife is driven by a swordsman who is good at close combat. Cooperating with the afterimage, under the illusion of ghosts, it will surely make the opponent overwhelmed.
Not to mention others, even Liu Ming was a little moved.
"800,000!" someone shouted immediately.
"830,000!"
"Eight hundred and seventy thousand!"
"Nine hundred thousand!"
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Liu Ming watched the crowds who were eagerly quoting, raising the price to more than one million within a few moments, and then shook his head and closed his eyes to refresh himself.
Speaking from the bottom of my heart, although he also added a lot of superb spirit weapons, the price of more than one million would not be considered.
After all, his goal today is Jing Soul Fan. Although he has a lot of spirit stones on his body, he will not spend too much spirit stones before photographing this thing.
As a result, after a fierce bidding, this Qingyin knife was photographed by a black man with 1.2 million spiritual stones.
Liu Ming looked at the boxes on both sides. The people who had just made the bid were the monks below. The VIPs in the box didn't seem to like the appearance of the Qingyin Sword, and they remained silent collectively.
"The following auction item is also a top-quality spiritual tool, the Soul Extinguishing Fan. This fan is made of Yin Devil Blood Jade and mixed with the spirit of the Demon Mandrill. It contains 30 prohibitions and has a base price of 80. The price increase of the Wanling Stone shall not be less than 30,000." The people under the stage presented another white jade tray. This time, there was a fan lying flat on the tray. The bones of the fan were white, but the surface of the fan was pitch black, with an embroidered one on it. Purple skull head.
Liu Ming was silent for a while, and another superb spiritual weapon appeared on the stage, but this time it was a magical treasure.
"Eight hundred thousand spirit stones!" As soon as Bai Jing's middle-aged voice fell, someone immediately made an offer.
"Eight-hundred-five thousand!" The one who was speaking was a blue-robed monk, with a gloomy look on his face, playing with a bone scepter in his hand, and he looked like an evil monk.
"Eight eight hundred and eighty thousand!" Someone raised the price again.
"Nine hundred thousand!" The man in the blue robe snorted, as if he was determined to get this thing.
"Nine hundred and thirty thousand!"
"One million!" The blue-robed man seemed a little impatient, and directly broke the price of one million.
The value of a superb spirit weapon is generally between 800,000 and 1 million, unless it is a treasure with special effects, such as the last auction of the Qingyin knife, which has the effect of disturbing people. Obviously there is no such special ability.
"One hundred and one hundred thousand!" This time the voice came from the VIP boxes on both sides, and one hundred thousand was added directly.
Many people in the venue were slightly surprised when they heard the words, and looked over.
It's a pity that there is a forbidden formation on the box, and neither eyesight nor divine consciousness can penetrate it.