"Kacha!" Venerable Earth Slaughter broke the armrest of the chair beside him, and slowly reached out, pointed to the artifact on the table, and then pointed to Mo Tianliao: "That, that is, the artifact?"
"Exactly." Mo Tianliao looked excited, as if he really saw a life-saving straw.
The kitten jumped on the lion's head and looked at it, pouted, and said it was a waste, and a group of people still regarded it as a treasure, whoever bought it would regret it.
The atmosphere in the field was a little awkward, and the auctioneer on the stage didn't notice it, and was still vigorously advocating: "It is clever and clumsy, this is the characteristic of the pinnacle of Venerable Calamity. Heavenly Axe, Xuanyuan Earth Splitting Hammer, they are all top-grade spiritual weapons, close to half-immortal weapons…”
Murder frowned, what to do to take him as an example!
Hearing this, everyone nodded, remembering that Venerable Jiao Tian's spiritual treasure, which was no different from a wood-chopping axe, put down a little doubt about the pig-killing knife on the stage.
"I want you to know that because of the fall of Venerable Forge Heaven, no one has been able to refine this artifact for three hundred years," the auctioneer's tone returned to a calm, innocent look, "Now this It's just an indestructible magic weapon."
Only then did everyone put down the central doubts. Anyone who didn't have a place to inquire about the news naturally knew that there was something wrong with this artifact. If it was really okay, someone would have used it to cause a bloody storm.
"In the past three hundred years, many artifact refiners have roughly found the direction of activating the divine artifact. If you buy them, you will give away the research experience of the major artifact artisans." The female auctioneer took out a jade slip and smiled. said.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the audience resumed lively again. Those who wanted to sell artifacts would naturally have a good craftsman or be a craftsman themselves, but no one could make them for three hundred years, so they suddenly took over. I don't know when I will practice, but with the experience of my predecessors, I will naturally save a lot of energy.
"The starting price is 300,000 high-grade spirit stones." The auctioneer quoted the price.
Although it is a semi-finished product, the artifact is an artifact. The price itself cannot be lower than the immortal artifact, but it is not much higher.
Start the quotation below, and increase it from ten thousand to ten thousand. In fact, only a few Demon Venerables and a few high-level refiners are bidding. Other monks do not have this strength.
"Uncle, there seems to be a Demon Venerable who wants this artifact today, we're afraid..." In the remote private room, a monk in a flowing cloud robe was trying to dissuade the young man beside him. The young man was handsome and handsome. It also looks like a mortal 16 or 17 years old, but if you look closely, you already have Nascent Soul cultivation.
"How do you know if you don't try." The young man motioned for the cultivator to continue bidding. After saying this, he subconsciously rubbed the wrist guard in his sleeve, "No more than half a million."
The wristband is shaped like silver, filled with various rare gems, and is generally deep sea blue. It is very similar to the bracelet worn by Mo Xiaozuo, but it is slightly wider than the bracelet. It is attached to the wrist, and one end is rounded and the other end. bulge. There is a huge storage space inside Zongtian Venerable's wristband, but after so many years, even if Zongtian is dead, the imprint of the soul on it has not disappeared, and he can't open it no matter what.
It's like carrying a treasure mountain every day, but can't get the treasures on it, so how can people not be in a hurry.
This magic way is much more arrogant than the right way because of murder and treasure. The bidding in the entire auction is based on the price of the gods.
"Three hundred and eighty-seven thousand."
"Three hundred and eighty-eight thousand."
Murder slowly stretched out his hand: "400,000."
Quotes paused and continued to rise.
"Forty-three thousand three thousand."
"Forty-three thousand five thousand."
Murderer slowly stretched out his hand: "450,000."
Whenever the price is stalemate, kill the ground and make a high price.
"Damn it, who is so rich." The Nascent Soul boy blushed.
"Ziyu, as I said, these Demon Venerables have money, you should know better than me." The senior brother next to him patted him on the shoulder.
The price exceeded 500,000 yuan, so the young man had to wave his hand and let the cultivator give up. He clenched his fists and said coldly, "Senior brother is joking, I don't know much about you Demon Venerables."
The senior brother pouted to himself, this Ding Ziyu is Elder Ding's concubine, who doesn't know that he was sent to be a prostitute to Venerable Gingtian, what kind of pretence was he pretending to be
Several Demon Venerables were rich, but they were not as persistent as they were about killing the earth, and they quit the bidding after a while. In the end, Ji Di used 550,000 top-grade spirit stones to buy that pig-killing knife.
When the waiter brought the divine artifact on a tray, he turned it over and over in his hand: "My dear nephew, are you sure this is correct?" No matter how you look at it, it's just a knife made of high-quality materials. Just a pig knife.
"It's as clever as it is clumsy." Mo Tianliao raised his hand to take the pig-killing knife, and slowly rubbed the generous blade. Looking closely, the blade was not pure black, but some mottled yellow. Looking through the light, it seemed like Tortoiseshell, but still ugly. What everyone didn't see was that the moment Mo Tianliao's palm touched, an invisible streamer flashed on the back of the pig-killing knife.
Because he bought an artifact, he didn't dare to say anything about killing the earth. This Free and Easy Auction House was originally located underground, and each private room had a secret passage leading directly to the ground, and the exits of each secret passage were different.
After exiting the tunnel, Di Ji quickly took out the flying boat and headed straight for the Earth Slaughter Devil Palace.
"Nephew, it's not too late, you can start refining now." Murdering Di hurriedly asked people to find Taichu Stone and prepared a good refining room for him.
"This..." Mo Tianliao stood on the spot with some embarrassment, holding a pig-killing knife.
"What, do you want to go back on your words?" Ji Di's face became cold, is this kid trying to help him
"That's not true," Mo Tianliao said with a smile. "It's just that my uncle also knows that my little nephew is now a foundation-building practitioner. It's not enough to refine the spiritual power of the divine weapon. I hope my uncle will prepare enough spiritual stones."
Hearing that he was only asking for money, Shidi heaved a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and asked someone to go to the mine to dig enough spiritual stones for him.
The spirit stones dug up in the mines are usually of different sizes. For the sake of circulation, they are cut into the same size. When Mo Tianliao walked into the fire room, he saw that the floor of the entire room had been replaced with high-grade spirits. stone.
Putting the Taichu Stone and Killing Pig Knife aside, Mo Tianliao took a look around in the refining room and was quite satisfied. He raised his hand to seal the stone door of the refining room, leaving only a small hole in the corner of the wall, so that the uncle cat could go out to play.
The Divine Artifact is indeed the pinnacle of Mo Tianliao's work, but it is not difficult to complete the final step of refining.
The white kitten fiddled with the spirit stone leisurely, with no intention of helping.
Mo Tianliao took out the things he had bought in Liuhefang from the storage bracelet, Xuanyuan Tie, psychic stone, and falling star stone. The falling star stone shone like a twinkling star under the cover of the ground fire, blocking the starlight, and looking closely, it was actually a tortoiseshell color.
Throwing a large pile of Xuanyuan iron into the furnace and refining the impurities in it takes a very long process, it is estimated that it will take ten days and a half months.
"Selling fakes, huh?" A sweet voice like a cold spring rang in his ears, Mo Tianliao turned around and saw that his cat had become a beautiful teacher again.
Mo Tianliao looked back at him: "Whoever says it's fake, it's all from the hands of Jiaotian."
Qingtong was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he picked up the pig-killing knife: "What else is missing from this waste?" He stretched out his slender fingers, flicked the blade, and a streamer flashed on the surface of the knife. express dissatisfaction.
"It's not in a hurry," Mo Tianliao leaned in front of Shizun, "Murder looks stupid, and it's not easy to fool."
Qingtong stretched out his hand and pushed his face away from him: "So what?"
"Shh—" Mo Tianliao took Master's hand and leaned closer, "There are ears on the wall, let's whisper."
Qingtong slapped the back of his head with a slap. There were ears on the partition wall. If he wanted to snoop, he could hear it even in a low voice. He had already set up a soundproof ban in this room, so he turned into a humanoid.
Mo Tianliao rubbed his head: "I used to make a treasure for killing the earth, which can pass through the soundproofing ban."
"Really?" Qingtong raised his eyebrows.
"I never lie to you," Mo Tianliao said, leaning forward again, grabbing Master's shoulders, touching his forehead, and talking with his soul in the sea of knowledge, "This way you won't be afraid of being heard."
Without signing a blood contract, they cannot communicate directly with the sea of consciousness, but they can understand each other's meaning by touching the spiritual platform. It is impossible for a normal monster to let a cultivator come into contact with its sea of consciousness, which is only possible with a strange combination like Mo Tianliao and his cat.
"If you want to deceive the killing of the earth, you must at least get him a high-quality spiritual weapon." Mo Tianliao rubbed his smooth forehead, usually speaking in the sea of his knowledge, while quietly probing his soul. Humans and monsters who have not signed a blood contract will not easily do this because they are both undefended at the moment.
"Just your foundation-building cultivation base?" Qingtong laughed at him and pushed away the hand on his shoulder. Who knew that hand was dishonest, left his shoulder, and then slipped onto his waist again, "Evil scoundrel, do what?"
"I have to form a pill first," Mo Tianliao smiled and took the master into his arms, in order to attract his attention, the spirit slowly invaded him, and carefully felt the situation, "Master made a pill to his disciple, Any pointers?"
"Hmph, you... um..." Qingtong was about to scratch the hand on his waist, when he suddenly felt something invaded his soul, and suddenly struggled, "Get out, get out!"
"Dear, don't move, show me!" Mo Tianliao tightly wrapped his arms around the person in his arms, without any intention of letting go, the damage to the soul inside was shocking, and the old scars could be seen. In a hurry, it was almost torn, and for a while, I felt so distressed that it was about to crack.
A burst of light flashed, and the beauty in her arms turned into a small hairball that couldn't be grasped. She dashed out instantly and huddled in the corner to stare at him.
Mo Tianliao didn't chase after him either, just looked at him quietly, and said slowly after a while, "Does it hurt on weekdays?"
I want you to take care! The kitten ignored him, turned around and got out of the small hole in the door, and disappeared.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
"Cultivation World 315 Exposure Platform"
Sledgehammer: Complain, this artifact that Venerable Forge is practicing is fake
Carpenter: (shocked) How do you know it's fake
Sledgehammer: No flame logo at all
Woodworker: ... Come on, I'll draw it for you, right
Sledgehammer: That's about it