As the saying goes, eat a trench and grow a wisdom. As the finale lot, the soul-nourishing leaves are not allowed to be sloppy, so as not to take the opportunity to make trouble and play with right and wrong. Seeing the miraculous effect of the lot against soul attacks, the master and the Taoist master are responsible for verifying. The auctioneer does not delay.

In the blink of an eye, he glanced back and forth ahead: "Ladies and gentlemen, as the saying goes, seeing is believing and hearing is false, no matter how well Wu Mou says, how can it be convincing to have a personal body? No, the master and the Taoist are willing to experience it for themselves." ”

Pointing to the sandalwood box in his hand: "This treasure is not like Buddha fat, so it consumes a little less, and those present can experience it on the spot." ”

Seeing that everyone present was eager to try, he hurriedly pressed forward with one hand: "Of course, it is impossible for all of the more than 600 people present to come, after all, there is still an auction, so the ten who come up are the most convincing." After saying this, the hall resounded with shouts.

The auctioneer looked at the warriors in his sight, and couldn't help sighing, the auction house was not easy to open, it was not at all as he remembered. The guests are all well-informed, and the eyes of the people are as dark as they are now, and they know nine out of ten lots, and they don't know one.

The aura of this world is getting thinner and thinner, and the cultivation is not prosperous, and the monks have become the sword that is now at the peak, and it is even more unheard of.

There are still many alien races hiding in the shadows, and it is conceivable that the decline of this world must be inseparable from these alien races. Still, hehe......

Martial God Tian, who was standing on the auction table, looked at the martial artists in front of him without squinting, smiling all over his face, and his thoughts kept flying.

Many warriors also know that someone on the auction table is a smiling tiger, looking at the smile on their faces, they can bow down, and they can turn their faces ruthlessly in the blink of an eye. With such a fierce and vicious lord, the warriors present did not dare to delay.

In just three or two minutes, the 10 delegates were elected. Boss Wu was thinking about things in his heart, and he knew what was happening in front of him.

Five Grand Masters. They are all old antiques with white hair, the old man Shui Lingyun is inside, and the Qingling Daoist suddenly came out to show his existence.

There are also five under the grandmaster, and there are all sects of the scattered cultivation family, and four of them are not young, and it seems that they are usually highly respected and convincing.

However, what is the trouble between the few old men and the young man? Squinting his eyes, it is none other than the new strange old man.

No matter how you look at it, this guy doesn't look like a highly respected and convincing person. Your sister, is it really so delicious to be able to talk with a sweet mouth?

It's not just the auctioneer's idea, but a few old antiques were also stunned when they saw the old man on stage, how did this guy run up?

Wu Shentian doesn't care about these, whoever comes is the same, seeing ten people coming to the stage, he turned his eyes to look at the monk and the Taoist priest: "I still have to worry about the two masters." ”

"Amitabha, boss, dare to disobey your fate?" Before the words fell, the dust monk folded his hands, chanted the Buddha's name, and his face was full of responsibility.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Why should Wu Worship worry?" At the same time, the Yun Zhen Dao Elder shook the dust, and the Dao number was announced, and his face should be like this.

If you don't say that these two goods are strange people in the world, the tone of voice at this time, the expression on your face can be said to be the same, and there is a hidden tendency to compete, even if you have seen it many times, everyone around you is still amazed.

After their respective words fell, the master and the Taoist master got up and walked towards the auction table together, both of them still looking at the new strange man and his eyes narrowed.

No wonder the two masters are like this, the auctioneer and the waiter Yu Linghu are not counted. There were ten people on the auction table, and the two of them saw this fang at random, and the nine old men mixed with a flute were the most eye-catching.

Monk Lichen and Yun Zhendao stepped onto the auction table, and couldn't help but smile at each other, their eyes were full of ill intentions, and the master's eyes were full of fun and deep meaning. The corners of the Dao Chief's mouth rose, and his meaning was self-evident.

The old man had sharp eyes, seeing this scene, especially when he noticed that Yun Zhen's face was different, he suddenly felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, and his face was heavy, as if he was facing a great enemy.

At the same time, the fat dragon and thin tiger in the audience, the two deceived masters, looked at the auction table, their expressions could be described as changing.

Seeing the old man like this, there was sympathy on their faces.

When he glanced at Yun Zhen Daoye, his eyes were full of pride, and there was 'Bull's nose is going to be rampant, and you will become the focus of everyone immediately'.

When he looked at the dust Buddha, there was vigilance in the eyes of the fat dragon and thin tiger, and there was admiration for 'this bald donkey is so good, it is worthy of being the leader of the horse'.

Martial God Tian glanced at these two lack of virtue, but he secretly praised them in his heart, although these two are a little lacking in virtue, but they do have some ability.

This method of being unaware of the devil is a rare talent. Yun Zhen is an old man with a sharp mouth, and he is not as lucky as playing tricks!

Thinking about it in my heart, I saw Monk Chen and Yun Zhendao come to the stage. The sandalwood box in his hand shook, looking at the ten people on the stage, and his voice resounded: "Everyone, in order to save time, while feeling the nourishment of the soul, you must also feel how well this treasure resists the soul attack."

Of course, when you don't take the soul nourishing leaves, you must first feel the strength of the soul attacks of the two masters, and then feel how much it has weakened after taking it. Ladies and gentlemen, do you understand the meaning of Wu's words?"

Seeing that the ten people all nodded, they turned their eyes to look at the monk and Taoist priest next to them: "Two masters, each with different soul strengths, pay attention to proportion." ”

Speaking of this, someone was still a little uneasy, and he stopped talking for a while, and then asked: "However, soul attacks consume soul power the most, can the two of you insist on attacking ten people?"

"Hey, don't underestimate the poor Dao, what is the twenty or so soul attacks? "Yun Zhen is the best face, and I heard someone say that he can't do it. Immediately shook the dust, his beard trembled, roared like thunder, patted his chest, and packed a big bag, this time it was faster than the monk.

The master did not compete for the top spot this time, but slowed down for half a beat and then revealed his shortcomings: "Boss, although the Buddha lamp is extinguished, the Zen incense in the hall can be used for three days, and it can be said that it is half the effort to perform a soul attack here." The poor monk felt the strength of the Dao Elder's soul, but it was not difficult to perform it twenty times here, but as for other places, it was a little reluctant. ”

The monk's last words were said immediately after the Taoist, which can be described as a temporary play, poking the Taoist's last cowhide into a big hole.

Before he finished speaking, Daoist Yun Zhen heard that the lie was exposed, and he almost jumped up and swept the dust on the bald donkey's bald head.

However, as if he had thought of something, didn't he admit that he was angry and ruined? How could he be so stupid? Immediately, his face was still full of smugness and arrogance. Ignoring the monk's words.

It's just that squinting at this fang is like looking at a stupid fork, with contempt in his eyes, and covering his nose, it looks like the master has been farting.

Seeing the bull's nose like this, the face of the monk Lichen was still my Buddha's compassion. However, in the depths of his eyes, he was very unhappy, but in his heart he slandered, 'The old way has to be scared first, don't cry later, it's my turn'.

The auctioneer squinted at this scene, how could he not know that these two goods had a confrontation in the blink of an eye? Ignoring it, the words sounded: "Oh? This is the case? Since the two masters have no problem, please start quickly, and don't delay the follow-up auction." ”

As he spoke, his footsteps staggered one after another, and he had already come to the front of ten people, and Monk Lichen and Daoist Yun Zhen also followed.

"Master, Dao Chief, this matter is up to the two of you, Wu had better avoid suspicion. He handed over the sandalwood box to Monk Chen, and when the words fell, he was already in front of the grinning and smirking second stunned.

Monk Lichen took the sandalwood box, looked at the leaves that were as inky as jade, and felt refreshed when he held it in his hand, it was really not an ordinary thing.

"Amitabha," Lichen couldn't help reciting the Buddha's name in his heart. looked at his old friend Shui Lingyun and made a one-handed salute: "Brother Shui, let's start with you, right?"

"Hehe, I can't ask for water. Shui Lingyun stroked his beard and chuckled.

Monk Lichen looked at the Taoist chief beside him: "Dao chief, I'm waiting to start, and the poor monk also wants to see how extraordinary this soul-raising leaf is." ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this is nature. "Yun Zhendao shook the dust for a long time. Blink of an eye to look at Shui Lingyun: "Water offering, then we have started, the poor road wants to cast the soul handprint, please be ready." ”

Seeing Shui Lingyun nodding to indicate that he was ready, Yun Zhendao shook off the dust, muttering something in his mouth, as if there were ripples in the air, and as if nothing had happened, as if it was just an illusion just now.

Others can't see it, but the martial god heaven with a powerful soul can see it. As Yun Zhen Dao Master muttered the magic technique, the space around him distorted slightly, and soon, a foot-long slap appeared in the void.

"Brother Shui, look at the move. As the old man shouted, the long slap slapped towards the back of Shui Lingyun's head, and he saw someone's eyelids jumping, and he couldn't help pouting, your sister, the power is not good, it looks bluffing, and it is all a thing with a false head and a brain. Can you do some more spoofing?

More than 600 pairs of eyes present looked at this, and when they heard Lao Dao's bullish shouting, everyone widened their eyes, but they found that there was no hair, and Yun Zhen Lao Dao stood there without moving.

This guy's reputation is not good, and today it is even more embarrassing, becoming the focus of attention, at this time, there is a tendency of light thunder and no rain, and suddenly, the young warrior looked at this fang full of disdain.

Besides, Shui Lingyun, when he heard the big drink, his eyes narrowed, and he was ready. Although you can't see the soul slap, you can feel the direction of the attack. It actually came from the back of the head, and the old man suddenly felt uncomfortable, and he didn't dodge or dodge and was attacked by a soul.

However, Shui Lingyun is a great grandmaster, and his soul is much stronger than Yun Zhendao's elder, and after receiving a soul attack, he felt a little uncomfortable, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't have any abnormal reaction.

"Amitabha. "Monk Lichen clasped his hands together. Looking at Yun Zhen Lao next to him, he said, "The Dao Master is already quite accomplished in this method. ”

Seeing that the cow's nose and head were raised, and his face was full of 'the old man's most bullish' appearance, he didn't say a word. It's boring to talk about yourself, and you don't pay attention to this guy.

Blinked his eyes to Shui Lingyun: "Brother Shui, the old man is also coming to offer ugliness." Also be prepared, the poor monk's attack is a bit strong. When Daoist Yun Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but pouted wildly in his heart.

Shui Lingyun waved his hand at him: "Hehe, master, don't worry, just let the horse come." At the end of the day, his face became very heavy.

The dust monk stared, his mouth trembled slightly, but after a few breaths, a black wooden stick about a foot long appeared in the surrounding space. The rod is born from the heart, and looking at its appearance, it is held by Buddhist monks.

Although it is just a monk's stick, the momentum it exudes should not be underestimated.

I don't know if it was Shui Lingyun, who was locked by his soul, felt this might, and the eyelids of several old antiques next to him jumped violently, this bald donkey is very powerful!

Even martial artists above Hua Jin have a vague sense. Daoist Yun Zhen was even more stunned, with disbelief in his eyes.