Zhong Lichuan didn't open the long box immediately, but winked at the dozen or so Qingjia commanders behind him.
A dozen Qingjia leaders instantly appeared in every corner of the main conference platform. Standing with a sword in his face, he held a murderous expression. Seeing this, the cultivators below had different expressions, not knowing what Wutian Pavilion was trying to do.
Seeing this, Zhong Lichuan seemed to still feel that it was not safe enough. Grasping the void, a formation flag emerged. With a light wave, a soft light enveloped him and the long box.
After doing all this, Zhong Lichuan let out a sigh of relief, as if this would make him feel safe.
"Fellow Daoist Zhongli, when did you Wutian Pavilion become so timid?" An old man's voice came from a certain pavilion. There was a hint of mockery in his tone.
Zhong Lichuan was not angry when he heard the words, and said with a wry smile: "It's not that our Wutian Pavilion is timid. It's just that this thing is too precious. So it's not too much to be safe!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Lichuan slapped the long box hard.
With a sound of "bang—", the long box instantly turned into powder. A simple long sword floated in the void, and there were faint tooth marks on the sword. This long sword does not seem to have the slightest brilliance, except for its strange shape, it seems to be no different from ordinary long swords in the world.
However, the monks present were not fools, so naturally they would not think that this finale was an ordinary long sword. Instead, he stared at the changes on the field even more intently.
I saw Zhong Lichuan in the field, gently squeezed out a drop of blood from his fingertips and dripped on the long sword. The moment the blood touched the long sword, a dazzling blood-colored light appeared on the long sword, and there were a few black skulls looming in the light. The silver sword energy circulated in the blood light.
At the moment when the silver light appeared, most of the monks present gasped, and discussions arose.
"This turned out to be a holy-rank weapon!"
"It still looks like a third-rank holy rank!"
"What is that black skull?"
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Zhong Lichuan turned a blind eye to the discussions in the audience. With a light clap of hands, a young man walked out from the stage and walked slowly towards Zhong Lichuan. The boy looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a gloomy look on his face. The moment the young man first appeared, most of the monks present used their spiritual sense to investigate. Surprised to find that this young man is just a mortal, without spiritual roots, nor a monk.
Just when everyone was a little surprised. Zhong Lichuan slowly held the long sword in his hand, and waved it lightly at the young man who was walking towards him. This wave didn't infuse any mana, so it wouldn't really attack the boy.
However, a surprising scene appeared. I saw that the moment the young man swung the long sword, his whole body was rapidly aging. After a while, he turned into an old man with wrinkled face and white hair and beard. And when he walked, he also became trembling, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
"This sword can actually devour life force!" A sharp voice came from a certain pavilion.
As soon as these words came out, the group of cultivators suddenly realized, and expressions of surprise appeared on everyone's faces. And when he looked at the long sword, there was a trace of fear in his eyes. Just imagine, if you fight against a person with this kind of sword, it won't take long before you will be sucked dry.
Zhong Lichuan smiled slightly when he heard the words, and explained: "Fellow Daoist, what you said is not accurate. For mortals, this should be vitality; but for us monks, what is devoured is blood essence."
"Old man Zhongli, hurry up and make an offer, what are you doing talking so much nonsense here?" A sullen voice came out of nowhere. I don't even know where it came from.
Zhong Lichuan waved his hand, and said calmly: "This fellow daoist may have known what it was in advance. However, I believe that most of the fellow daoists present don't know. So, I still want to introduce it to you all." This sword is called the Blood Drinking Sword, and it is a third-rank holy sword. It also has the special supernatural power of devouring blood essence. The greater the difference in level, the more obvious the blood-sucking effect. In hand, it can also increase the odds of winning by several percent.”
In a certain pavilion, Lu Yu looked at the blood-drinking sword in Taizhong with a strange expression.
"Hey, what are you thinking?" Wen Renxue asked curiously.
"This blood-drinking sword is actually the same as the blood-drinking sword recorded in "Refining Heaven". It should be refined according to the records in "Refining Heaven." Lu Yu said with a strange expression.
"What? It turned out to be the weapon on your torn scroll. Can you refine it? It looks quite powerful." Wen Renxue asked with interest.
Lu Yu shook his head slowly, and said in a low voice: "According to the records in "Refining the Sky". The method of refining the blood-drinking sword needs to use the blood essence of 100,000 monks to turn it into a blood pool as a material, and then use the evil spirit It takes one year for the fire sacrifice to take shape. Moreover, according to the above, this refining method is against the law of heaven, so the success rate is not very high."
"Ah! It's so cruel. I don't know how many monks lost their lives in order to refine this blood-drinking sword." Wen Renxue sighed lightly and said angrily.
At this moment, Zhong Lichuan had already introduced the Blood Drinking Sword in detail. Then he glanced at everyone present, and slowly said: "This blood-drinking sword has a base price of 700,000 middle-grade spirit stones. The highest price gets it!"
Before the words fell, many people in the pavilion couldn't wait to start bidding.
"Eight hundred thousand!"
"Eight hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Nine hundred thousand!"
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The handsome young man in a certain pavilion listened to other quotations with indifference. It seems that these people are not taken seriously.
"Including what we got just now, how many spirit stones do we have?" the handsome man said lightly.
"My young master, there are a total of 2.2 million middle-grade spirit stones." The guard in white blurted out.
Hearing this, the handsome man nodded, as if he was thinking about something. At this moment, the quotation outside has just exceeded one million spirit stones.
"Two million!" The handsome man's cold voice resounded throughout the auction house.
For a moment, the entire auction house became silent.
When Zhong Lichuan heard the price, he was overjoyed, and immediately asked, "Is there anything higher than 2 million? 2 million for the first time! 2 million for the second time!"
Just when Zhong Lichuan was about to shout for the third time, another voice emerged.
"This fellow Taoist, I'm Zhou Yi from Lingtianmen. My master also values this item very much, and I hope fellow Taoist can give it to me for the sake of Lingtianmen." A young man's voice sounded abruptly . There was no hiding the threat in the words.
When the group of cultivators below heard the words "Lingtianmen", they whispered for a while. This Lingtianmen is not a small sect in Cangyue City, and this week is also a well-known strong swordsman in Cangyue City. As for his master, he is one of the big men in the city, Yunyangzi who has the strength of the sword emperor. Such a character, even if they stomp their feet, Cangyue City can shake three times.
"Swipe—" After a click, everyone focused their eyes on the indifferent man's pavilion. Want to see how the monk who quoted two million should make a decision
"Fellow Daoist Zhongli, shouldn't it be time for you to announce the result!" The indifferent man's voice emerged again, ignoring Zhou Yi's threatening words.
As the chief manager of Wutian Pavilion, Zhong Lichuan has even stronger backing, so naturally he doesn't care about Zhou Yi's face. Then he smiled heartily and said, "Is there any one higher than two million? If not, this blood-drinking sword belongs to this fellow Taoist."
"2.1 million!" Zhou Yi's voice of gnashing his teeth echoed in the air.
"2.2 million!" The indifferent man's voice came out immediately.
Hearing this, Zhou Yi had a gloomy expression on his face, and said viciously: "Okay, very good! I want to see if you have the order to take this blood-drinking sword away from Cangyue City."
As soon as this remark came out, there was no suspense about the result. The indifferent man won the Blood Drinking Sword for 2.2 million. Immediately, the pavilion where the indifferent man was located was almost always swept by divine sense.
"I didn't expect the blood-drinking sword to be photographed by that guy. At that time, I would like to see who this man is." Lu Yu said unwillingly.
"So what if I saw it? This blood-drinking sword belongs to someone else!" Wen Renxue said with a smile.
Hearing this, Lu Yu sneered and said, "I don't think he can easily take the Blood Drinking Sword away from Cangyue City."
Under Zhong Lichuan's personal intervention, the two completed the transaction. Immediately afterwards, the monks began to slowly exit. Since the teleportation array at the exit is not very large, tens of thousands of monks can only line up to enter the field one by one. In the VIP room, since there is only one long corridor, they can only exit slowly.
However, most of the monks focused their attention on the handsome young man's pavilion. From the moment the handsome young man left the pavilion, dozens of divine senses locked on him firmly. The handsome man didn't care about that. Fighting is prohibited in Cangyue City, and even the sword emperor must abide by this rule. So, he is safe for the time being.
Wen Renxue also followed the flow of people, dawdling behind. Although most of the monks were attracted by that indifferent man, they were still afraid of being missed by those who cared. Suddenly, Wen Renxue felt a cold gaze staring at her. She quickly looked back with feeling, and saw a handsome young man looking at her calmly, but there was a slight murderous intent in his eyes.
Wen Renxue secretly thought something bad, isn't this person the indifferent man? Unexpectedly, this person is also a monk in the realm of sword master. It's not a good thing to be missed by this person. However, after seeing the indifferent man behind him, there were several malicious eyes. Wen Renxue was relieved. Even if this indifferent man wants to harm himself. That also has to wait until he gets rid of the people behind him first.
At this moment, there is still one person who has not left the pavilion. It was Zhou Yi who just bid with the indifferent man. Zhou Yi looked stern at this time, holding a teacup in one hand, with a look of hesitation.
"I didn't expect it to be the boy surnamed Bai. I don't know if his father, the Sword Emperor, is nearby. Should I do it or not?" Zhou Yi whispered to himself.
Just when Zhou Yi was hesitating. Wen Renxue had turned into a ray of light and left the auction house. Even though Wen Renxue was extremely careful, he was still targeted by two strong sword masters, and followed him from a distance. It's just because they are now in Cangyue City, the two sword masters behind have never dared to make casual moves.
But just when the two thought that this little guy was within reach. The young man suddenly accelerated his escape speed, plunged into a forest and disappeared. Seeing this, the two smiled disdainfully. From their point of view, for a little guy with a mere sword spirit to hide himself in front of them, he is simply seeking his own death.
The two of them released their consciousness without hesitation, ready to find this little guy who was beyond his control. But after a while, the expressions of the two gradually became serious. Within the scope of their spiritual consciousness, they couldn't even sense where that kid went
"Could it be that he escaped with the earth escape technique?" One of them said uncertainly.
"I think it's probably true. He deliberately attracted us to stay here. It's just to escape with the earth escape." Another person said firmly.
After speaking, the two chased in a certain direction without hesitation.
About a meal after they left, a stone suddenly flashed white and turned into Lu Yu's appearance.
Lu Yu touched his face, and said with a chuckle: "Hey, even if I appear in front of them now, they probably don't know me."
After finishing speaking, it turned into a ray of light and flew in the opposite direction...