Chapter 125 Heavenly Silk Glove

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In this world, there is no one who cannot be forgotten,

Unless, you don't want to forget.

In this world, what you have lost must be what you don't care about,

Or, no longer so concerned, there are no exceptions.

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Two days later, the auction hall on the first floor of Wanhua Building in most of Shui Yun was crowded.

A rugged man with a full beard sat in a corner of the corner. He lowered his head, didn't go to see the enchanting dance of the singers on the stage, and didn't listen to the sound of silk and bamboo in the auction hall.

He raised his head and glanced around seemingly casually, although he had deliberately concealed it, the essence of his eyes was still deep, with a cold meaning, with the pride of looking down on the common people.

This person is Luan Tian.

The big shooting was about to start, he looked around, and saw that Yun Feiyang and Shui Yunyan were early, so he sat in the center of the front row. The two were whispering something with happy smiles on their faces.

The sound of silk and bamboo stopped, the singer retreated, and an old man in a red-faced and golden-robed robe slowly walked up to the stage, with vigorous steps, standing firmly in the center of the stage.

"Everyone, everyone, please be quiet!"

The sound is not loud, but it is full of energy, and the airflow controlled by the sound is like a small snake, wandering in every corner, so that no matter where you are in the hall, you can hear it clearly. As the words came out, the cultivation of this old man's cave realm in the later stage naturally dispersed.

There was silence in the hall for an instant, and I saw the golden-robed old man clasping his fists at everyone in the audience, and then continued to say aloud:

"Thanks to the love of all Taoist friends, my Wanhualou was able to successfully hold this big auction. Old man Bailing, on behalf of Wanhualou of the Shuiyun Department, would like to express my gratitude to all of you for your support. In order to show sincerity, our building has made careful preparations and took out several treasures that have been treasured in this building for many years for auction!

In addition, after the auction of the items in this building, you can also take out your own treasures for auction, voluntary transactions, this building from the transaction price, extract 20% of the transaction fee. ā€

Bai Ling's voice paused slightly, and he continued:

"There are three finales of this auction! This first treasure is the two Zhuyan Pills that were refined by the personal disciple of the alchemy master Ziyang Fairy, Master Danshou! ā€

Hearing this, there was a commotion from the audience, and several people began to applaud excitedly. Monks are inseparable from pills, and the name of Master Danshou is known to everyone, and he is the top monk in the alchemy of the cultivation realm.

It is said that Danshou only does one thing in his life, and that is alchemy. His hands, except for eating, are only used for alchemy, so he approves himself to be Dan hands. Every time the elixir he refined appeared, it immediately became the object of competition among the monks.

Bai Ling pressed his hands and continued:

"Fellow Daoists, don't be impatient, please listen to the old man continue. This second finale is a cloud wave boat made by Master Duan Wuya, a personal disciple of the master of the instrument making master Pan Yu! ā€

The commotion in the audience was even louder, and the exclamations and applause rang out. The name of the master of the craft, Duan Wuyan, everyone is like thunder! I didn't expect to see the magic weapon he made himself at this big auction.

Bai Ling once again motioned for everyone to be silent, and continued to say aloud:

"This third finale treasure, I believe it is also the dream of many people, it is ten talismans drawn by the talisman master Mo Wu! Among these ten talismans, there are saint talismans that have never appeared before!! ā€

Suddenly, there was thunderous applause from the audience, cheers, mixed with excited whistling, covering up the words behind Bai Ling, only to hear the end, Bai Ling raised his voice to the maximum and shouted four words:

"Auction starts !!"

As soon as Bai Ling's words fell, a tall woman in a red dress walked onto the stage. In her hand, the woman in red held a tray with a black knife in it.

Bai Ling stretched out his hand and took the knife in his hand, waved his sleeve and raised his hand, a black light flew out, and the black knife grew in the wind, soaring more than ten times in an instant, turning into a giant jet-black wide-backed knife, hanging above everyone's heads.

Suddenly, everyone only felt a bloody and gloomy aura enveloping their heads, making people feel cold, which showed that this knife must be bloodthirsty.

At this time, Bai Ling's voice sounded again:

"This knife is called the Dark Soul Knife, it was originally used by an elder of the demon clan, and after the demon elder was killed, this knife was lost. This knife not only kills people and drinks blood, but also implies a divine soul attack, with a starting price of 10,000 spirit stones! Start bidding!! ā€

This kind of treasure, which is both a weapon and a magic weapon, is particularly popular with monks, so monks who are accustomed to using knives have a strong interest in this knife. Yun Feiyang also used a knife, and he also looked at this knife with a bright eye, but he didn't participate in the bidding, and all his money was in Shui Yunyan.

Of course, although this knife is not bad, it is still a little worse than his snow blade. Moreover, this knife is a yin and evil thing at first glance, and it is not suitable for his character. At this time, the bidding sound came and went:

"Fifteen thousand spirit stones!"

"Twenty thousand spirit stones!"

"Thirty thousand!"

"Fifty thousand!"

"100,000 !!"

A hoarse voice raised the price to one hundred thousand spirit stones, and at this time, no one responded.

"100,000, 100,000 spirit stones, this Taoist friend is willing to pay 100,000 spirit stones to buy this treasure knife, is there anything higher than this?"

Bai Ling lost no time in answering the call to set off the atmosphere.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!!"

In the corner of the last row, a girl sounded.

"200,000 !!"

The hoarse voice just now followed the price increase, and it seemed that this knife was bound to win.

"It's 200,000, it's 200,000, this Taoist friend has come out with 200,000 spirit stones, is there anything higher? If not, this peerless sword will belong to this fellow Daoist! ā€

"Two hundred thousand for the first time!"

"Two hundred thousand for the second time!"

shouted twice, but no one answered, Bai Ling paused slightly, and shouted loudly:

"200,000 spirit stones, the transaction !! Congratulations to this fellow Taoist, please move to the background to pay the fee and receive the knife! ā€

After speaking, Bai Ling put away the knife, put it in the tray, and the woman in red brought it back to the backstage. The bid of 200,000 yuan was a middle-aged male cultivator, he lowered his head and flashed, walked into the backstage, and found someone to handle the procedures for receiving the knife.

At this time, another woman in red walked up to the stage with a tray. This woman is similar to the first one, with a red gauze and red dress, bare white lotus jade arms, and a tall figure.

What she was holding in the tray was a pair of white gloves, Bai Ling picked up the gloves, held them up and walked around the field, showed them to everyone, and then said slowly:

"The silk gloves are made of thousand-year-old silk, which is invasive and poisonous insects. Monks who are good at using poison and making Gu come into contact with poisons and poisonous insects every day, and with this thing, they can be worry-free! The starting price of this glove is 100,000 spirit stones! Bidding begins! ā€

Luan Tian looked at this silk glove, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and he thought:

"This treasure is not bad, although I disdain to use poison, but it is inevitable to come into contact with poison, this thing can be of great use."

He remembered the Gu poison in the second master Bo Lu Yuan, which was the first time he came into contact with poison, and he still remembers it vividly. Since then, he has paid special attention to antidote and anti-poison things.