Half an hour later, the door of the main hall opened, and everyone woke up with a start, and their faces changed greatly, but no matter how they probed, they couldn't find any abnormality.
Sun Zifu and the other four had already returned to their original positions, and their expressions showed no flaws, but occasionally their eyes shifted, revealing a hint of mockery.
The demon priest sits cross-legged, and the already thin body looks smaller and smaller now. It seems that presiding over this ceremony has lost too much power.
He didn't say anything more, the monks outside the hall respectfully walked into the hall and took everyone away.
When Qin Yu came out, after seeing them, another group of young demon cultivators were waiting outside the main hall, and their eyes were full of anticipation.
It is a pity that they will never know what will happen after entering the hall.
Together with Qin Yu, about 600 people who passed the golem test gathered together at this moment.
"Everyone, congratulations on passing the test and having the basic qualifications to be allowed to join the Devil's Way. The Ascension Gate will be opened tomorrow, and you can move freely in the public area of the Devil's City today. Don't, from now on, everyone is strictly forbidden to fight in private. Severely punished, and even deprived of the qualification to enter the Ascension Gate."
After arranging the accommodation, the magic monks left on their own. It seems that after passing the magic test, they have obtained some kind of approval and no longer restrict them.
The people of the Black Demon Sect were concentrated in a huge courtyard. Qin Yu chose a room at random, and the rest of the Black Demon Sect cultivators hurriedly left, with a vague feeling of being unavoidable.
Qin Yu closed the door and didn't care about the reactions of these people. Spiritually swept carefully and didn't notice anything wrong. He sat cross-legged and consciously entered the soul space.
Soul Summoning Bell was still sleeping and did not respond to his temptation. Qin Yu carefully sensed that the purple light spot was now in a sealed state. This made Qin Yu feel slightly relieved. Soul Summoning Bell has recognized him as the master. Although it is a bit weird now, it will not harm him. As for how to get rid of it, we can only think of a way after Soul Summoning Bell wakes up.
When Qin Yu opened his eyes, it was already dark outside. After a little thought, he pushed the door and walked out. The whole courtyard was very quiet, and the room was in darkness, as if everyone had gone out.
At this moment, a few people passed by outside the courtyard, and the faint chatter came into my ears, "Come on, I heard that there is a refreshing water in a shop in Xicheng. This is a treasure that can keep the soul awake at all times. Once you get into the Ascension Gate, you will be able to rely on it a little more!"
"In order to improve the pass rate of the disciples, there will be many precious treasures in the night market of Tianmo City today, and we must not miss it!"
"Let's go! Go! If you're late, I'm afraid you'll miss out!"
Several people left in a hurry.
Qin Yu was thoughtful, no wonder there was no one in the courtyard, and everyone from the Black Demon Sect went to buy treasures.
As for why no one called him...
The Ascension Sect has strict regulations. Those who are more than a hundred years old will have the difficulty of the test soared several times. Unless their strength is against the sky, it is impossible to pass.
Therefore, even if Qin Yu showed his extremely powerful cultivation, the people of the Black Demon Sect still kept him at a distance, for fear that he would not be involved and would be implicated after entering the Ascension Gate.
Why did everyone in the Black Demon Sect judge that Qin Yu was over a hundred years old? The biggest reason is naturally to borrow Yao Bin's identity. Who knows, Master Yao has been dormant in the Black Demon Sect for decades, and he knows with his thumb that he is definitely an old guy.
Furthermore, if he wasn't old enough, how could someone with the surname Yao have such a tyrannical cultivation? Subconsciously, no one would think that a peer of the same generation could have the strength to completely crush them!
Qin Yu would not explain much to them, he closed the door after a little thought, and walked out of the courtyard.
The Demon City in the dark night, because of tomorrow's Ascension Gate Ceremony, is extraordinarily lively, and the lights are bright like daytime. The long street was crowded with people, Qin Yu chose a direction at will, and followed the crowd.
Most of the contacts are. The young monks who will participate in the Ascension Sect tomorrow are looking forward to each other, and their faces are full of confidence.
Magic Dao recruits disciples, and the elimination rate has always been amazing. It is normal for a hundred people to choose one or two.
Therefore, there are a lot of magic monks participating in the Ascension of Demons. In addition to the twelve branches of the magic, the major families of the magic, many sects that belong to the magic, and even the masters of the magic, all have a certain amount of recommendation.
A rough calculation shows that the number of magic monks who have entered the Ascension Gate this time is at least around 10,000 people.
Qin Yu is confident that with his current strength, it is not difficult to stand out from the Ascension Demon Sect, but who can be sure of everything in the world? Of course he wouldn't mind if he could find some treasures to increase his chances of winning.
Unfortunately, along the way, I have seen a lot of magic treasures, some of which are really good, attracting many magic monks to compete, but they are not very attractive to Qin Yu.
On the long street, no matter the shops on both sides or the stalls on the street, there are crowds of people. From time to time, you can hear the voices of buyers and sellers bargaining.
Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice came into my ears, "Humph! The price increase little by little, when you want to fight, you can double it if you want to play. One hundred thousand spirit stones, I want this thing!"
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and followed the voice to look over. Among the magic monks who were circled around the inside and outside, the one who spoke was Sun Zifu. At this moment, the son of the descendant of the Demon Dao family was sneering, and a tall slender female cultivator was standing beside him, with a layer of transparent tulle on his face, which was looming and seductive.
This woman was the glamorous female cultivator who attracted the four second-generation ancestors in the auction that day. Even though he knew that even if they didn't mess around, Qi Sheng would never do it. He sat and watched him buy the Xiantian Wood, but Qin Yu didn't care about these things. People, really can't feel good.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly stopped at his feet, and in the soul space, the sleeping bell suddenly vibrated. A strong sense of desire was passed on to Qin Yu, and the item it wanted was the black stone in the hands of the surprised stall owner.
"Humph! Fellow Daoist Sun, do you want to take this strange stone with only 100,000 spirit stones? I'll pay 150,000." On the opposite side, the gloomy cultivator sneered.
"300,000!" Sun Zifu looked indifferent.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand."
"Seven hundred thousand!"
The crowd was shocked. Although 700,000 spirit stones were not too outrageous for most of the people, the key was Sun Zifu's attitude of spending a lot of money and not caring.
Look, this is the real trench!
In the crowd, many witch nuns blinked, secretly sending autumn spinach.
Sun Zifu's heart is full of beauty, and a little money can be harvested. The favor of many beauties is really worth it.
Fortunately, he knew what his main purpose was today, so he resisted the itch and only smiled at Zhou Fenghuang.
"Stall owner, can this stone be seen by the next one?" A monk suddenly walked out of the crowd, with a black robe covering his body, he could only see his burly and mighty figure.
The stall owner hesitated, knowing the value of this stone, he was obviously worried.
The black-robed cultivator said lightly, "Do you still dare to snatch it when everyone is watching?"
The stall owner thought about it for a while, nodded and handed the stone to him, the black-robed monk thanked him, and took it into his hand and observed it carefully for a while.
Sun Zifu looked calm and did not stop it. In his opinion, this stone is already his thing. The more these people look at it, the more disappointed they will be in the end.
"One million spirit stones." The black-robed cultivator offered the price and returned the stone to the stall owner. Everyone was amazed. They didn't expect this low-key person to be so generous.
The gloomy cultivator frowned slightly, and his eyes were frightened, "Although the strange stone is good, not everyone is qualified to compete... 1,100,000!"
Full of threats.
The black-robed cultivator was silent, which could be regarded as fearful, or as indifference. Seeing his calm demeanor, it was obviously only the latter.
The gloomy cultivator's face was ashen, if it weren't for martial law in the Demon City tonight, I'm afraid he would have already taken action.
Sun Zifu laughed, "Okay! There are many people and people are very lively, and it is easy to buy them. How can you show that the treasure is precious, two million and two hundred thousand spirit stones... The two of you please."
The black-robed cultivator said lightly, "Two and a half million."
The gloomy cultivator followed, "2.6 million!"
This stone was originally his first fancy, and he could have won it with thousands of spirit stones. Unexpectedly, Sun Zifu intervened, which led to the current situation.
However, the Sun family is at the top of the Demon Dao family, and its power is no weaker than that behind him. Even if he is extremely angry, this person can only endure.
So Black Demon cultivator intervened, and he endured all his rest, with murderous intent in his eyes. However, this look was obviously useless to the black-robed cultivator, but the more so, the angrier the gloomy cultivator felt.
bastard! After waiting for today, this young master wants you to live rather than die!
Sun Zifu snapped his fingers, "Five and a half million."
The crowd murmured.
Doubled, doubled again, and those who recognized his identity were all stunned, and their eyes were more awe-inspiring.
No wonder the shot was so bold, it turned out to be the Sun family of the four great magical families of Zhao Qian, Sun Li, and a magical family whose wealth and rivalry are not enough to describe.
The gloomy cultivator glanced at the strange stone in the hand of the stall owner. He cultivated a secret technique in his early years, and vaguely felt a strange fluctuation from this strange stone. This stone is very ordinary, but what is inside is anything but ordinary.
"Six million!"
The black-robed monk said, "Six million one million."
From the beginning to the end, his tone remained the same. This insipidity made Sun Zifu's eyes slightly brighter, giving birth to a trace of consolation in meeting his opponent.
Thinking of his grandson someone, since he was a child, he has never failed to double the price... Uh, to be precise, only one defeat...
Thinking of the Four Seasons City auction house, the corners of Sun Zifu's mouth twitched. Fortunately, there is another reason after the fact that I don't want to involve Xianzong's shot, which can be used to cover up the face, otherwise the Haikou that was boasted at the beginning will be embarrassed!
In a bad mood, Young Master Sun sneered, "12.2 million!" His eyes swept over, "You two, Sun has decided on this strange stone. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try!"
The gloomy cultivator gritted his teeth. In terms of background strength, he was not afraid of the Sun family, but he could compete for financial resources. The difference between the two sides was more than a tonnage. More than 10 million spirit stones are already his limit. Who would have thought that a person surnamed Sun would dare to make such a big deal for a stone with no effect!
But if he stopped like this, he would feel too embarrassed. When his righteousness was desperate, the black-robed cultivator said lightly, "One thousand two million three hundred thousand."
The gloomy cultivator's face froze, and the evil fire burst out suddenly. I can't compare to Sun Zifu. What kind of thing are you, you dare to step on me!
"Boy, make a random offer, but it will kill people... If you can't come up with tens of thousands of spiritual stones, I promise, you will regret it very much!"
The black-robed cultivator kept his initial ignorance, didn't even look at him, turned his hand and took out a crystal spirit stone card, on which the shadow of the devil's head came to life.
"Top Spirit Stone Card!"
"One hundred million quota!"
"Who is this person, such a big hand!"
The gloomy cultivator's face was ashen, and he was annoyed that he reached out to hit someone, but he was slapped. But at this time, he didn't dare to open his mouth any more, knowing that the top-level spiritual stone card is not something that can be used simply by having money, but also represents a status symbol.
Being able to take out the top spiritual stone card is enough to prove the status of the black-robed cultivator.
People of status, wherever they are, are respected.
Sun Zifu's heart jumped, and he secretly said that it was dangerous. Today, he almost pretended to be forced to fail. Fortunately, when he returned home this time, Sapo rolled around and got a top-level spirit stone card from his father.
With a light cough, Young Master Sun kept calm, turned his hand and took out the crystal spirit stone card, "This fellow Daoist, Sun Zifu in the next Sun family, is competing with you today. It's just a pleasure to see the hunter, please don't take offense." He paused. , said: "24.6 million."
The black-robed cultivator said lightly, "Twenty-four million seven hundred thousand."
Only adding 100,000 is definitely not without spirit stones, this is the consensus of everyone.
The gloomy cultivator could only have a gloomy face at this meeting, and he was powerless to intervene in the quotations from both sides.
Sun Zifu's heart skipped a few times and smiled, "Can I ask if this strange stone is very important to fellow Daoists?"
The black-robed cultivator nodded, this calmness and sometimes confidence.
Sun Zifu put away the spirit stone card, "Sun Mou doesn't know what this strange stone is, it's purely interesting, since fellow Daoists value it so much... A gentleman doesn't take people's favor, please don't take offense, Sun Mou will let you do more. Spend some spirit stones."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little sluggish, and they couldn't help but give him one hundred and eight likes in their hearts!
Sun Dashao is good at means, and with a fluttering word, he will step down without any loss of face, and even beaten and beaten makes the other party hard to resent, and even accepts his favor.
Good trick!
It was Zhou Fenghuang, who also showed some appreciation in his eyes, which made Sun Zifu's heart flutter.
The black-robed cultivator hesitated for a moment, then handed over, "Thank you, Daoyou Sun, for cutting your love." Turning to the stall owner, "Now, we can trade."
The stall owner was overjoyed and had long dared not ask for more. Hearing that, he nodded again and again, but unfortunately he was blocked directly before he could speak.
"I'm sorry, I'm also somewhat interested in this stone."
The crowd was suddenly dead silent, time seemed to stop for a second, and then the "hula la" separated to the sides, revealing the tall and straight figure behind.
Under the countless shocked eyes, Qin Yu's expression was light, as if what he said just now was not what he said.
But everyone knows that it's him... it's him... it's him... our little... cough... Xiao Qin!