Chapter 70: The Smoking Taoist

The biggest difference between the people of Wangcheng and other places is that they are very confident and capable.

From astronomy and geography, national events, to slang and customs, firewood, rice, oil and salt, everything can be strategically built, and the cocoon can be peeled off, and the bottoms can be picked out of color.

Often as soon as he opened his mouth, the hillbilly from other places was stunned, thinking that he was a neighbor of the prince and important minister, or a relative of a celebrity.

Actually, he also listened to what Wang Er Mazi said.

Wang Er's pockmarks belong to adding oil and vinegar to Zhang San's words.

And Zhang San just cut off Li Si's words from the head to the end.

Li Si, as the source, is even more absurd. Just seeing a big man passing by, hearing a few words, I give full play to my imagination......

Today's auction is enough to make everyone's mouth lively for decades.

The spirit crystal is a legendary artifact, who has seen it? Back then, brother, I almost took a picture of it.

…… The outer cover is a thousand-year-old red wood tube, what do you know about the thousand-year-old red wood...... The aura can't be turned off at all. It was put into the mutton fat jade box again, and it still overflowed into the black iron jar. As soon as the lid was lifted, my god was just a little bit of the aura leaking out...... To tell you the truth, my brother's backache and leg pain have been fine since that day, and he has never relapsed, and he can climb up in one breath......

With Liao Ming's "start", there was silence below, and no one wanted to make a bird.

The idlers and others closed their mouths, twisted their necks around, and slipped around. Knowing the battle of the heavyweight boss, the shrimp and millet will be trampled to death if they wade into troubled waters.

After a while, a laughing voice came out first.

"A certain family throws bricks and leads jade, three thousand taels."

This is the chubby rich man Mu Ni, a monk who is quiet. monopolized the incense and candle business of Baisha Temple, and of course it was not himself who was represented, but the abbot of Baisha Temple, Master Kongxin.

"Four thousand taels."

Shaoxiong, a young warrior in the secluded realm who is not smiling, represents his father, the first person in the Huaguo Army - Wuwei Hou Shaozili.

"Five thousand taels."

This person represents himself, the leader of the largest gang in Huaguo - Tong Sanye, the second strongest man in the Kaiguang Realm. I heard that he was repaired very badly by Zhou Hou, and today he dared to make a high-profile appearance in the Treasure Pavilion to shoot rare treasures, which shows that the roots are not wasted.

"Five thousand one hundred taels."

Who is this, people jumped a thousand times, he just raised his hand slowly.

The crowd looked at them with contempt and booed.

Oh, it turned out to be the Yanggu family's gentleman.

This kid is Xu Liang's dogleg, and Xu Liang is Ping'an Hou Zhouping's dogleg. Zhou Ping is not a monk, what is the use of taking things? Don't think about it, the one standing behind her must be Zhou Mei, the queen of the Apocalypse, who wants to dedicate the treasure to Dan Qiusheng, the sect leader of the Xiaoshui Sword Sect.

Yang He leaned back in his chair, indifferent to the boos.

He's just about taking his time and enjoying the process of being in the limelight.

Xintianyou watched absentmindedly.

No money in your pocket, not a problem. The purse "Le Youfang" is not far away, and it is advisable to step on the legs.

The last unseen collection is undoubtedly the Pearl of the Night. Amitabha, don't bring radiation. The body has not evolved to the point where it can absorb rays, and if the strength is too high, it can only be appreciated.

How come that feeling of "summoning" didn't come up a second time?

"Six thousand taels!"

A Taoist priest sitting in the middle stood up and finished quoting the price, but did not sit down, but made a circle and said:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor road is the son of Zhongnan Mountain, please let go of the laymen, okay? If the filming continues, the small Taoist temple of the poor road will go bankrupt. ”

Ah, can you say that?

Straight lady thief, what else to shoot, why not just say "fate"!

Xiaoyaozi raised his hand and pressed down, signaled not to make noise, and preached loudly:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, monks don't speak. Thirty years ago, the ancestor found a piece of evil crystal in the ancient mass grave, sacrificed himself to subdue the demon, and suppressed it with supreme mana. It is a fierce aura condensed into crystals, absorbing thousands of years of the essence of the sun and the moon, and it is coarse and intelligent. Where it appears, the living soul dies, and there is no grass in a hundred feet. Once a person is invaded by evil qi into his internal organs, he is terminally ill and has convulsions, and even Da Luo Jinxian can't save him...... In short, whoever takes away this piece of evil crystal will surely come to a great disaster, and death is not far away......"

As soon as these words came out, the hall was in an uproar, and they all looked at the photographer Liao Ming.

It's a good end to shoot a strange treasure, he said it's a murderous thing, isn't this a demolition of the stage and a smashing of the field?

Liao Ming's reaction, no one expected, smiled and said:

"The Treasure Pavilion is just a thousand-year-old red wood tube, a mutton fat jade box, and a black iron can. Nothing else has anything to do with this cabinet. This is a shooting field, not a battlefield. I advise you to value harmony and don't make trouble! ”

Ah, what do you mean?

Could it be that as long as you don't die, you can do anything?

Is it in the wrong place? This is really not the style of the Treasure Cabinet.

Xiaoyaozi continued:

"Thirty years ago, the Shatter Crystal was stolen. The ancestor injured Daoji and couldn't afford to get sick. Before the immortal went, he instructed the poor road to find it and suppress it when he traveled to the ends of the earth, so as not to bring disaster to the world...... There is no basis for words, as long as the evil charm senses a trace of evil qi, it will burn into ashes. Lay people, please see ......"

He took out a piece of paper folded into a tofu block from his bosom and threw it into the air. "Boom" pulled out the peachwood sword inserted in his back, stabbed it with a sword, shouted, hurry!

The guests in front of and left were startled, screaming and falling down, scrambling to dodge.

The thick piece of paper was stabbed by the wooden sword and flew forward, but when it reached the auction table, it unfolded on its own and hovered in the air.

Seeing this, everyone seemed to be choked by the neck, and the hall was silent.

After the piece of paper is unfolded, it is about the size of a handkerchief, the corners are rolled, and the color is yellow, which looks very old. In the middle is a pumpkin-shaped pot with a faceted prismatic object hidden inside. The four sides depict some curved and twisted symbols, which resemble words but do not look like words.

Everyone was waiting to take a closer look, only to see that the object in the cup showed a small black dot, which expanded rapidly. Flames rose up, and in just a few seconds, the paper burned to ashes like a giant black butterfly falling.

Now, are you convinced? Let's listen to the poor word......"

All the horses are together.

Obviously, this is a peerless powerhouse, and he can still volley things in the air from a distance of more than thirty meters!

Shao Xiong, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and glared at Xiaoyaozi, repeatedly confirming that the other party's aura was not much stronger than his own, and stood up and sneered:

"Pretending to be a ghost, you want to take away tens of thousands of taels of treasure for a few thousand taels of gold, go crazy. Hurry back to the mountain to turn the fate, grandpa out seven, seven, seven, seven......"

Sudden mutations.

The sound of the quote stopped abruptly, like a crowing rooster suddenly being choked by the neck.

Shao Xiong spun around, reaching out and scratching his neck, as if he wanted to break a pair of invisible giant hands. Gradually, the face turned red, the eyes bulged, and the tongue sticked out, poofing...... Fell to the ground.

Xiaoyaozi looked at it coldly, but there was green smoke curling up behind his head, like a fairy descending.

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Finally got out half a chapter more last night.,It's time to resume normal updates.。

The next plot is out of the general imagination. Ring by ring, wave after wave......

Ha, wait and see.