After a while, after some of the people left, the rest of the people all spontaneously left their booths and walked around the auction table. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Of course, even so, the monks still maintain the due distance between them.

With a sense of curiosity and curiosity, Wang Yi did not choose to leave, but stayed.

Standing in a position to the side, quietly looking at the strange monks around him, Wang Yi looked immovable, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was at this time, looking at the gathered crowd, the ghost-faced old man took out the opening items prepared for the secret shooting meeting.

It was not as solemn as the previous three finale auction items, and the items that would be used to adjust the atmosphere appeared in the hands of the ghost-faced old man very casually.

Everyone looked at it, and saw that it was a very strange object, with a finger long, generally oval, thick in the middle and thin at the end, the whole was turquoise, smooth like jade, and there were silk lines on it.

The appearance of these lines not only does not destroy the beauty of this object, but also adds a different kind of charm to it, and when you look closely, these lines together seem to constitute a beautiful eye, although a little weird, but more novel.

Looking at this item, everyone frowned, even Wang Yi was no exception.

As a monk of Zhenhai Sect, Wang Yi still has a certain understanding of heaven and earth spiritual objects and rare treasures, not to mention knowing everything, but at least it is far beyond the casual cultivation of the same realm, but for this item, Wang Yi has no clue.

The only thing Wang Yi can be sure of is that this item is definitely not jade, as far as Wang Yi's judgment is concerned, this item is likely to be the seed or fruit of a certain plant, for this, Wang Yi is still relatively sure, after all, he is a rare alchemist.

Seeing that all the cultivators were frowning, the ghost-faced old man didn't sell much, and said directly:

"I won't lie to you, although we named this thing the Thousand Eyes Jade, we don't know what kind of decay it is. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's brows furrowed even tighter, and even a few people directly cast unkind glances at the ghost-faced old man, thinking that the ghost-faced old man was playing tricks on them.

Faced with such a gaze, the ghost-faced old man was stunned and continued to speak:

"Although the old man doesn't know what it is, it's probably a treasure, because a real monk has tried to attack it, but it hasn't been damaged in the slightest. ”

The words were clean and clear, and they were full of confidence, as if this item was really a rare treasure.

And everyone's eyes lit up when they heard that the real person failed to damage this item, you must know how terrifying the real monk is, if he shoots with all his strength, it is not a problem to break the mountain and water, let alone such a small thing.

However, soon everyone's faces changed again, because after some careful investigation, they found that the object did not possess any aura at all.

In the world of Kyushu, no matter how powerful or not, a real treasure has a common characteristic, that is, it has aura, and it can be said that an item that does not have aura, no matter how bizarre, is of no use to the monks nine times out of ten.

In fact, in the previous history, there were many items similar to the Thousand Eyes Jade in the Kyushu world, the most famous of which was the Bad Monkey Stone.

Three thousand years ago, a Taoist took the risk of life and death to bring out a stone from a forbidden place, which resembled a stubborn monkey, born with agility and the ability of ten thousand laws without adding to his body.

At the beginning, the Taoist took this as a strange treasure and was overjoyed, and even wanted to use it as the basis to refine an earth-shattering Taoist weapon, but after many attempts, the Taoist found that this stone could not withstand the aura no matter what, and it was simply a waste.

When this matter spread, this Daoist Ancestor became the laughing stock of everyone for a while, and the low-level monks may not dare to talk about anything on the surface, but those Daoist Ancestors of the same level did not have the slightest scruples.

In this regard, the Taoist ancestor was deeply ashamed, and directly shot out to crush the stone, leaving no trace at all, although this stone has the ability of ten thousand laws without adding to his body, but the essence is very fragile, even a mortal can break it.

Since then, many monks have taken this as a precept and no longer blindly pursue these strange objects, and it has been proven that many of these strange-looking objects cannot be used by monks.

After perceiving the fact that the Thousand-Eyed Jade did not contain aura, many monks were very interested in it, but at this time, no one noticed the abnormality of Wang Yi standing in the corner.

Although his eyelids were lowered, Wang Yi's eyes had been staring at the thousand-eyed jade tightly, staring at it without the slightest relaxation.

It is even said that at this time, Wang Yi's hands hidden in the wide cuffs have been tightly clenched together.

At the moment when he saw the thousand-eyed jade, Wang Yi's sea of consciousness suddenly moved, and the three divine consciousness suns embodied in the Great Sun Contemplation Heart Sutra vibrated endlessly, and there was a tendency to come out of the body, and even in the end, even the golden treasure that had been silent in the golden book sent a signal to Wang Yi.

At that moment, Wang Yi understood that this Thousand-Eyed Jade was not only a treasure, but also a treasure that he was bound to obtain.

Wang Yi even had a feeling that as long as he got this treasure, his Great Sun Contemplation Heart Sutra might be able to break through the Sanyang Kaitai and reach the realm of the Six Yang Wheel, and then it would be a new world.

However, although his mind was shaken, Wang Yi still settled down and did not show the slightest abnormality.

Seeing everyone's performance like this, although the ghost-faced old man had expected it, he was still slightly disappointed. But he didn't care too much, after all, taking out this thing was just a waste use.

As for saying that this thing was a real treasure and was picked up, the ghost-faced old man could only sneer twice, you know, before this thing was taken out, not only had it been tested by real monks, but also several appraisal masters had appraised it harshly.

If this is still a treasure, then the ghost-faced old man can only admit it willingly, of course, this possibility is very small, almost nothing.

Whew, with a light breath, the ghost-faced old man spoke:

"This thousand-eyed jade is worth a hundred spirit stones, and it can be exchanged for spirit stones or equivalent items. ”

As soon as these words came out, several disdainful laughter suddenly sounded among everyone. Although everyone didn't say anything because of the forces behind the auction, the meaning of this laughter was self-evident.

Hearing such a sneer, the ghost-faced old man didn't say the slightest, as if he hadn't heard it, as a professional auctioneer, he still had such a little ability to bear, but despite this, deep down in his heart, he was ready to take back this thousand-eyed jade.