The night is getting thicker and thicker, the lights of thousands of homes are extinguished, and the people in the world may all fall asleep, but at this moment, the auction hall at the top of Tianquan Peak is lit up because of Han Lao's words, and there is a lot of noise.

The original words are as follows: "This is the last item in tonight's auction, the finale of the sale, but the auction method is somewhat unique. ”

As soon as Han Lao's words landed, he saw a whirlpool several zhang in size suddenly appear behind him, and then rotated, and suddenly a terrifying aura roared out and swept in all directions.

Some of the surrounding cultivators who were still weak sounded a miserable snake cry in their ears, and the strong could see countless snake souls wailing.

"Hiss ......"

In the end, a sword slowly swallowed out from the whirlpool, and a fierce aura filled the space, and a sharp hissing sound suddenly appeared, and the sound of hissing actually tore through the air and resounded throughout the audience.

What catches your eye is a three-foot sword with a snow-white body, the sword edge is extremely sharp, the sword body is engraved with the word 'Chixiao', and the hilt of the sword is a white snake entrenched, lifelike, the white snake swallows the sky, the fangs are hideous, flashing cold.

As soon as this sword came out, the uproar of the lower floor suddenly sounded, and the entire auction hall set off a wave of sound, and the VIP room on the upper floor was even more unabashedly exuding majestic immortal knowledge, scanning the sword over and over again, and more staying at the word 'Chixiao', among which the Sword Sect reacted the most violently.

"It's not true, this is the Chixiao Sword, which has been powerful for thousands of years, and today it appears in the form of an auction, come and tell me, I'm dreaming. Someone's lips trembled, and his face looked incredulous.

Some people around them despise this, but the glowing eyes have betrayed themselves, and it is obvious that the color of greed is self-evident.

Subsequently, a deep voice came from the No. 13 VIP room: "According to legend, Han Gaozu took this sword to cut the white snake, made immortal achievements, and created an immortal Han Dynasty." ”

Zhu Hong heard his rough voice: "Since the collapse of the Han Dynasty thousands of years ago, this sword has disappeared, and it is even rumored that the Chixiao Sword has reached a five-star origin soldier, which is the holy soldier that countless kendo cultivators dream of. ”

As we all know, the three thousand avenues of Taikun also have ninety-five origins, that is, the origin of the avenue is either five or nine, which is the ninety-five respect. For thousands of years, countless sword cultivators have gone to practice the way of the sword, and with unremitting efforts, the way of the sword has been proved to be in line with the number of the nine deities, that is, it contains nine kinds of Tao aggregates and nine kinds of origins.

Just when the crowd was boiling, Steward Han's words gave them a slap in the face and poured a basin of cold water.

The original words were: "This sword, as you guessed, is indeed the 'Chixiao Sword', which was obtained by the old pavilion master in his later years, and was buried under Qi Tianfeng for five hundred years, and has been restless in recent days." According to the last words of the old pavilion master, this phenomenon is caused by a fateful person, so this auction is used to give it to a destined person, as a condition: in the future, you need to make a sword for Tongtian Pavilion three times, regardless of the reason, do not read the cause and effect, regardless of the cost. ”

A cold voice came from the No. 20 VIP room a little far away from Liu Yi: "Dare to ask Han Lao, how to identify someone who is destined?"

This question speaks to the hearts of the vast majority of people. Han Lao's unhurried voice spread: "The identification method is very simple, only the immortal sense is tempted, and only the immortal consciousness of the destined person can leave a mark on the sword." ”

Before Han Lao's words landed, a group of people couldn't bear it, and quickly invaded the sword with immortal consciousness, but the result was that one after another screams sounded, obviously some people had time to cut off the connection with immortal consciousness in the future, and they were injured by the Chixiao Sword to find their roots and cut the ground, this is still the Chixiao Sword has not been revived, less than one-ten-thousandth of its power, it can be seen that it is deep.

But this did not dispel the concerns of the others, but stimulated them, and the temptation became more and more intense, and all kinds of immortal consciousness shot towards the exhibition stand, some as black as smoke, as cold as the ice picks of the cold winter moon, and as hot as the magma at the center of the earth......

Not long after, 99% of the immortal cultivators in the lower level tried, but they all failed, blinking dry eyes and looking at the VIP room on the upper level, pinning their hopes on the top figures of the sect.

At this time, Han Lao's deep voice sounded in the air, "Since the destined person is not on the lower floor, then it must be in the VIP room on the upper floor, and then I will invite the distinguished guests upstairs to inspect it in turn." After that, I didn't see how it operated, and the light curtain that shrouded room No. 1 consciously dispersed.

All eyes converged, and eventually found that there were only three people in room one, and the three of them were standing in two rows. A young man stood in the front row, his face was as white as jade, his eyes were narrow and long, his right hand was holding a folding fan and gently hitting his left hand, looking at everyone with a smile, although there was a bookish air between his eyebrows, but it gave people a very evil feeling. Two old men in black shirts stood behind the young man on the left and right, and the eyes that greeted everyone were extremely indifferent, like poisonous snakes, making people fall into the abyss, but the eyes of the two of them towards Ye Xingzhou were full of love and gratification.

The young man's name is Ye Xingzhou, and his family background is prominent. His father Ye Tianyun, his uncle Ye Tianshan, and his uncle Fan Wuchen are all the masters of the internal affairs of Tongtian Pavilion. The Ye family's voice in internal affairs is on a par with the Shi family, and both are internal forces that have risen and grown in the past two hundred years. Legend has it that he himself is already in the Immortal Source Realm and has entered the ranks of the strong.

Ye Xingzhou nodded lightly to Han Lao, and then his eyes were glowing, and he raised his folding fan to face the Chixiao Sword from afar.

"Whoosh ......"

A beam of silver immortal consciousness shot out from the top of the folding fan, and thunder burst out all the way, and lightning rattled, and quickly hit the sword.

Everyone just stared at the Chixiao Sword, but they didn't know that this immortal consciousness was not the other immortal consciousness, and the tanuki had already changed the prince. No one noticed that just as Ye Xingzhou raised the fan, Liu Yi in VIP Room 12 gently rotated the teacup, and the space around the cup rippled, spreading outward layer by layer, and soon caught up with the silver immortal sense.

A soft groan suddenly rose, and the Chixiao Sword actually took the initiative to devour the young man's immortal consciousness, and everyone even had an illusion that "the sword seems to let out a hungry wolf-like howl, eager for more immortal consciousness." ”

At this moment, one after another eyes continued to wander between Chixiao Sword and Ye Xingzhou, and everyone had their own ghosts, and their minds were as unfathomable as the abyss.

Han Lao frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "It shouldn't be, the Shaofeng Lord of Xingzhou has been staying in Tongtian Pavilion, and even personally went to Qi Tianfeng to search for treasures several times, but in the end it was fruitless, it stands to reason that this Chixiao Sword movement happened to coincide with the exchange meeting of the Sixth Middle School, and it should be the disciples of the other five sects." ”

The gloomy words came from the No. 5 VIP room where the Star Elephant Egg was competing before: "Elder Han, I am afraid that there is an accidental factor, you might as well let this son try again, the five-star origin soldier is not trivial, and it should not be so hasty." ”

Many disciples of the other five sects chimed in: "It should be so, the so-called fate is destined to be yours, and no one can take it away, and whoever is not destined to be yours can take it away." ”

These words came into Liu Yi's ears, and Liu Yi's face was sarcastic, and he turned his head to Su Chen and admonished: "As an immortal cultivator, remember not to care about numerology, cause and effect are cause and effect, and you must not confuse it with the so-called sense of the underworld." ”

"Well, Brother Chen understands that cultivating immortals is a move against heaven and fate. ”

Han Lao followed this reason and asked Ye Xingzhou to try again, but the result was still the same, which finally dispelled Han Lao's concerns.

Han Lao congratulated Ye Xingzhou, and under the witness of everyone, Ye Xingzhou made the "King of Qin's Oath". In a trance, everyone felt a majestic soul consciousness descending on the auction hall, and a list of oaths, that is, the "Qin King List", stood in the void, as black as ink, swallowing black light, and angrily fighting bulls.

The light curtain rose again, Ye Xingzhou returned to his seat, he took a deep breath, he knew that although this auction was held in Tongtian Pavilion, the sect invisibly suppressed the disciples of the other five sects, but the temptation of the Chixiao Sword was too great, I am afraid that there will still be many people who will make a move, as for the strength of the person who made the shot, he can't make a conclusion for the time being.

He had to prepare for the worst, usually it would only take half an hour to return to Tianji Peak from Tianquan Peak, but now in half an hour, if he doesn't make a move, his life may be lost.

Ye Xingzhou said with a heavy heart: "Two elders, please immediately convene the disciples of the Tongtian Pavilion present at tonight's auction, no matter what means are used, try to leave as many people as possible, as for myself, I will personally visit the elders and peak masters in the pavilion present, hoping to convince some people, otherwise it will ......"

The two elders were also a little pale, but they still said in unison: "No"

Although the auction was over, the number of people leaving the venue was less than one hundred, all of them gathered in groups, chatting about old things, but their eyes did not know whether they were intentional or not, and they always glanced at VIP Room 1.

"Good one, if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. Liu Yi sneered, "Human snobbery is still the present, and immortal cultivators have cut off the red dust, but they have cut off greed and desire. The so-called insatiable desires and excessive demands, I want to see how you choose, especially the Sword Sect Daoists. ”

After a while, Liu Yishen unconsciously withdrew from the main hall and looked up at the pitch-black sky, as if he saw the dark clouds sweeping the night and the stars dimming the scene not long after, and smelled the smell of blood in the air.

"Master Gongsun Feng, the opportunity can't come again, the time can't be lost, start starting!"