Chapter 141: The Lost City in the Sky
Luan Tian held the treasure book in his hand, his eyes fell on this item fixedly, and his heart fluctuated unusually. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Whether it is the appearance of this thing or the momentum it exudes, it makes him feel shocked.
It was a huge skull, half a skull to be exact, and the skull had only the upper part of the skull, up to the nostrils. Although it is only an image, the ferocity of this skull still makes people shudder.
What aroused Luan Tian's strong interest was that the skull at a glance, but if you look closely, it is a vicissitudes of life:
The bare rocks form the skull, the forehead is a vast plain, the eyes are a large pit made of ravines, and half of the nose is actually a cliff on one side. Between these mountains and plains, a huge city with vicissitudes of life is outlined intermittently!
It's hard to imagine the provenance of this head, to which sage it once belonged? Is it a Terran monk or something else? Or is it not a skull at all, but just a shape? There is no way to know.
The name of the skull is "The Lost City in the Sky". According to reports, it was auctioned by a collector. Judging by the name, the treasure bearer also concluded that the skull was an ancient city.
The ancient road, the dusk, the dark red blown away by the years; Broken walls, ruins, ancient walls mottled with vines, a lost city in the sky. Once, countless stories have happened, and now, who does it want to tell silently?
The introduction of the city in the sky is extremely simple, only a few words, only saying that the collector accidentally obtained this object, has been studying for hundreds of years, but almost nothing, and has no choice but to take out the auction, in order to seek a fateful person.
It's not uncommon to build a city in some form, even in the shape of a head. But Luan Tian already felt that this city was unusual.
Because through the image, it perceives a trace of ferocity from ancient times, a trace of murderous energy, a trace of magic, and a trace of Qi power.
"The Lost City in the Sky... The Lost Castle in the Sky... Luan··· I want it..."
Luan Tian raised his head and muttered, as if accompanied by this ancient city left out of nowhere, falling into a blind reminiscence. Bow your head, refine the demon with all your might, and enter the selfless refining state...
The Tianjiao sequence of Wanhualou opened in the spotlight, which was the most exciting event before the Tianjiao sequence battle. There are spirit stones, you can participate at will, you can also participate without spirit stones, the rules of Wanhualou are always so simple and straightforward.
The treasures auctioned this time include the treasures of Wanhualou, and there are also many monk collectors who have taken out the auctioned items. For collectors to entrust the auction of treasures, everyone can participate without restrictions, everyone, of course, including the insiders of Wanhualou, as long as there are spirit stones.
Luan Tian came for a purpose, so he was in a very relaxed mood, even if he did not participate in the auction, it was also a kind of enjoyment and insight to be able to appreciate and observe many treasures up close.
The auction hall is located in the main hall of the front yard of Wanhua Building, and Luan Tian walked in. When he walked into the bounty wall in the hall, Luan Tian glanced at it, and he was surprised to find that there was a purple bounty task at the top of the middle.
The purple task represents the highest level of bounty in Wanhualou, and this task has only one line of words - to obtain the remnant soul of Erlang Zhenjun, and the bounty is 10,000 high-grade spirit stones.
When he saw this task, Luan Tian's figure was slightly stunned, and he groaned for a moment, 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, converted into ordinary spirit stones, the number is an astonishing billion! That's enough for anyone to make their eyes red.
"Erlang Zhenjun... Jiro Zhenjun..."
Luan Tian muttered and walked into the auction hall at the back.
At this time, the hall was already crowded, and the auction hall that could accommodate tens of thousands of people was full. Many monks exchanged heads and ears, and there were many discussions, and the sound of squirming and noise was endless.
Luan Tian found an inconspicuous corner and sat down. In front of the auction hall, a group of beautiful women are playing beautiful music, and under the dome of the hall, several women in long strips of dark neon clothes are dancing in the air, each holding a flute in their hands, the flute sound is melodious and pleasant.
The auction officially began, and the main auctioneer turned out to be Hua Sifu, the deputy owner of the main building of Wanhualou, which shows the high specifications of this Tianjiao series auction. Hua Sifu was wearing a big red robe embroidered with velvet embroidery, and after coming on the field, he cleared his throat first and said solemnly:
"Fellow Daoists from all over the world, the once-in-a-century Tianjiao sequence auction of our building is about to start! The old man Hua Sifu personally presided over the auction, the auction of the treasures I believe you have read in detail, do not need the old man to say, to see, is a kind of eye blessing, can get, is the supreme luck! Big Shot, Let's Go! ”
As Hua Sifu's words fell, he waved his hand, and several women in neon clothes fluttering under the dome of the hall floated down the stage. Several women waved the flutes in their hands into the air, and in the shadow of Hua Sifu's sleeves, several flutes quickly fused together, forming a flute-shaped magic weapon full of crystals and runes.
"This is the first treasure of this auction, Roselle! It is a high-grade spiritual treasure, which is rumored to be left behind by Luoshen, and under the urging of people with high mana, it can play fairy sounds! ”
"The auction reserve price of the Roselle flute is one million spirit stones, start bidding!!"
"I'll give 1.5 million!"
"Two million spirit stones!!"
"Three million!!"
"Five Million !!"
Under the incendiary guidance of Hua Sifu, the atmosphere of the auction room was instantly ignited to a boil, bidding one after another, and prices continued to rise. In the end, Luo Shendi was auctioned by a young female cultivator for the price of nine million spirit stones.
"The second piece, the Demon Refining Pot! This pot is called Demon Refining, which can collect enemies in the pot and refine the Beast Pill, Demon Pill, and Human Pill, which is a must-have for Dan Dao monks! At the same time, it is also a powerful magic weapon for both offense and defense. The starting price is also an insignificant one million spirit stones! ”
"Two million!"
"Four Million !!"
"Five Million !!"
"Demon Pestle! This is the natal magic weapon of the demon wrestler, which has a natural deterrent power for demon cultivation, and is blessed by high-strength spells, with the supreme power to subdue demons and subdue demons! The starting price is 1.5 million spirit stones!! ”
"I'll give three million spirit stones!!
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"Qingyunding! Alchemy holy relics, using this tripod to refine pills, can increase the rate of Dan, greatly improve the quality of Dan, the starting price of 500,000 spirit stones!! ”
"Six hundred thousand!"
"700,000 !!"
"900,000 !!"
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"Bundle the fairy chain! The only magic weapon to control the enemy and escape for his life, with the corresponding magic tricks, can even bind the enemy who cultivates higher than himself, with a starting price of 1.5 million spirit stones!! ”
"Two Million !!"
"Four Million !!"
"Four and a half million !!"
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Treasures were pocketed by many monks in the wave after wave of shouting, Luan Tian has been calm, watching from afar, waiting······