Chapter 92

Zhuge Longyun's face suddenly turned pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme. Today he planted two big heels, at first he bought waste beans at a sky-high price, and the pastor bought the mud, he wanted to laugh and ridicule, but he didn't expect to be slapped by the shepherd!

"Okay, the next one is also a jar of ancient medicine that is difficult to identify, starting with a seven-hundred-level five-grade spirit stone. At this time, the auctioneer sent another ancient medicine that was difficult to sign in Fuguitang.

I don't know why this jar of ancient medicine has turned into a medicinal juice, and I can't tell what this medicinal juice is at all.

"I'll give a thousand. As soon as the auctioneer's words fell, an old pharmacist immediately called for the price and said.

"I'll give one thousand and five. "The old pharmacist had just finished bidding, and another True God Realm powerhouse hurriedly continued to bid.

"I'm out of two thousand. "All of a sudden, there were so many bidders that they even rushed to make bids.

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Thanks to the blessing of the pastor, because the pastor picked up a big leak at the lowest price, and bought millions of top-grade beans with three hundred spirit stones, which suddenly made the buyers present have a strong interest in the ancient medicine that is difficult to identify in Fuguitang, and they all want to be like the pastor, hoping to pick up the big leak. In the end, several ancient medicines that could not be identified were auctioned off, and the prices were good. Unfortunately, these buyers who want to pick up the leaks are far less eyesighted than pastors, and they don't have much to gain. For such a result, even the buyer has nothing to say, and is willing to gamble and lose.

"Open the coffin, open the coffin quickly, and see if there is any excellent ancient medicine. When everything in the tomb was auctioned off, the buyers present could not help but shout.

Some buyers couldn't help but say excitedly: "That's right, open the coffin quickly, as a legendary pharmacist, so far I haven't found a medicine king or a number of soul grasses, which is really unreasonable." ”

The elixir pill grass that is more than three million years old is called the king of medicine, of course, the king of medicine is extremely rare, and I don't know how many pharmacists have not been able to see the real king of medicine in their lifetimes.

"Okay, open the coffin!" In the end, under the excitement of many buyers, Fuguitang decided to open the coffin.

When the coffin was opened, a pair of eyes were fixed on the ancient coffin, and all the buyers present held their breath, wanting to see what was inside. You know, no matter what kind of big person it is, when he is dying, he will bury the most precious and valuable things in his life with him! At this time, everyone held their breath and wanted to see what this legendary pharmacist had to bury him, whether it was the furnace god, the elixir, the ancient medicine, or the secret of the medicine path?

"Squeak-" sound, finally, the ancient coffin was finally opened, there was a corpse lying in the ancient coffin, this is a thin corpse bone, the owner seemed to be a thin old man before his death, and this corpse bone turned out to be rickety, it seems that he was curled up when he died, not like a beautiful funeral or something.

Seeing this corpse, what makes people feel shocked is that the whole body of this corpse is black, as if it was poisoned to death. Inside the ancient coffin, except for the blackened thin bones, there was only something more than three feet long, and this thing looked like a long ruler. This three-long palm-sized thing is made of wood, and the whole ruler is dark and inky, and the texture is clear. The corpse in the coffin held the three-foot-long ink ruler tightly in his right hand, as if it were extremely important. However, the buyers present could not help but be disappointed when they saw the thin and jet-black corpse, and they were even more disappointed to see that the funeral goods were nothing more than a long ruler.

"It seems that the treasures of this legendary pharmacist have been left to his descendants, and there are no peerless treasures for his burial. Seeing the situation inside the ancient coffin, some buyers said disappointedly.

"It's possible that this pharmacist died in an accident. There are also old pharmacists who saw the black bones of this corpse, and couldn't help but guess and said: "He is all black, he may die when refining medicine, and it is very likely that he is refining murderous medicine, and the medicinal properties are reversed." ”

A True God Realm powerhouse carefully observed this ancient corpse, and couldn't help but nod and said: "This is indeed possible, as a legendary pharmacist, this corpse has no divinity at all, except for an unnatural death, there is no better explanation." ”

The divinity of corpse bones, which is only possessed by the truly strong, generally speaking, it must be a god king realm or a stronger level of the big man to have divinity. For example, if a god king dies, even if his body is corrupted, there are always places that will not decay, such as a finger on his hand, an eyebrow bone, an eye, etc., and the place that will not be corrupted means that it is the most powerful part of his life!

This kind of divine corpse bone can still be sold for a high price, for example, the finger bone of a god king, if it is refined into a treasure, the power should not be underestimated.

The appraisers of Fuguitang were busy identifying this corpse and the wooden ruler that was more than three feet long! In fact, for them, there was nothing to identify this corpse, and all that needed to be identified was the wooden ruler that was more than three feet long!

However, for this wooden ruler, all the appraisers present in Fuguitang discussed for a long time, but did not discuss the specific results, and they could not even identify what kind of wood this wooden ruler was made of. You must know that the appraisers of Fuguitang are definitely authorities, Fuguitang is one of the oldest auction houses, and their appraisers are definitely one of the people who have seen the most treasures in the world, but now the appraisers of Fuguitang cannot be sure that this wooden ruler is made of He Mu.

When the ancient coffin was opened, the pastor stared at the corpse with a pair of eyes, and after a long time, he stared at the wooden ruler that was more than three feet long, and when he carefully looked at the wooden ruler, the deepest part of the pastoral eyes was a flash of light, which reminded him once again of a rumor of that era! When he carefully read the wooden ruler, the pastor couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and he thought of another more distant and ancient legend, a legend about a race.

"It's kind of weird, it's kind of weird. At this time, Nan Ku Duntian, who had been staying by the pastoral side, kept a low profile, and couldn't help muttering.

The pastoral spirit glanced at him and said lightly, "Where is the blame?"

"This-" Nan Ku Dun Tiangan laughed, and finally said: "I have seen a lot of wood, whether it is the wood made into a coffin, or the sacred wood used to refine treasures, I have seen it, but this wooden ruler is really a bit strange, this kind of wood has never been seen." ”

"There are many trees in the world, and it's normal that you haven't seen them. Jiang Xiaodie shook her head and said.

Nan Ku Duntian thought for a while and said, "This is true, who dares to say that he can know all the wood species in the world?" Speaking of this, he asked the pastor and said, "What kind of high opinion does Brother Dao have?" ”

The shepherd glanced at him and said, "It's hard to say, in short, it's not an ordinary wood. Although he said this, at this time, he already had an idea in his heart.

"I'm still grinding something, if you want to auction it, hurry up, and the auction will end well. Seeing that the appraiser of Fuguitang discussed for a long time without results, a buyer said dissatisfied.

Many buyers protested, saying: "That's it, make a price, be happy, shoot it off and end well, don't waste everyone's time." ”

In the end, Fuguitang finally had a unified opinion, this wooden ruler was finally sent, as for the bones, they are not in the auction, and the bones without divinity are generally returned to the owner of the cemetery, or the descendants of the tomb owner!

"This is a magic ruler, you can take a look at it first. The auctioneer held the wooden ruler in both hands to show the crowd.

At this time, all the buyers present looked at this wooden ruler at the closest distance, and all the buyers looked at this wooden ruler carefully, and some even smelled it, and even licked it, but there was no taste.

When everyone looked at it from a close distance, they found that the wooden ruler was engraved with the pattern of the imp, which turned out to be the pattern of ninety-nine imps, and the pattern of each imp was different and lifelike. Seeing that lifelike little ghosts carved all over wooden rulers, timid people are afraid that they will be frightened to the core.

"Brother Zhu Yan, what kind of ghost is this? What is the side branch?" Looking at this wooden ruler carefully, a true god powerhouse asked a big man from the ghost clan who was present.

This Qiang, who was born in the Ghost Immortal Clan, looked at this wooden ruler seriously, shook his head, and said: "I can't see either, although the Ghost Immortal Clan claims to have a hundred clans, but such an image of a little ghost has really never seen or heard of it, or this is just an image made up by the ruler maker." ”

The ghost clan, which calls itself the ghost fairy clan, is a big clan in the world, and the human race, the demon race, and the heavenly demon race...... and other races are equally famous, but the Three Realms are the world of the human race and the demon race, the ghost race, and the heavenly demon race...... and many other races are relatively rare.

Although the ghost clan calls itself the ghost fairy clan, however, some races in the ghost clan are exactly the same as the human race, it is difficult to distinguish, the most direct and effective way to distinguish the ghost clan is to look at his blood, the blood of the ghost clan is purple, red and purple, this is the only mark of the ghost clan!

"What the hell is this? The buyers present all watched carefully, and even took it with their hands, this wooden ruler was heavier than expected, heavy as iron, and cold to the hand.

Everyone wondered what the origin of this wooden ruler was, but the buyers present couldn't figure it out, in fact, even the appraisers of Fuguitang could not identify the specific origin of this wooden ruler, and it was even more difficult for outsiders to identify.

The pastor pondered the wooden ruler carefully, and when he looked carefully at the ninety-nine imps on the wooden ruler, he already had the answer in his heart.

"This is extraordinary. Hua Wuyu, who was born in the Star Source Palace, pondered this wooden ruler carefully, and finally muttered. Of course, only he could hear his words.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that everyone has seen this ruler, as the last burial item in this tomb, Fuguitang still puts it up for auction according to the rules of tomb auction. This ruler is made of divine wood, and it has an incomparable relationship with the ghost clan, and its origin is extremely extraordinary, so the starting price is three thousand saint-grade five-grade spirit stones!" the auctioneer said.

As soon as the auctioneer said this, the scene was in an uproar, and some buyers couldn't help but say: "What are you kidding, this wooden ruler doesn't even know the origin, and I don't even know what kind of wood it is made of. ”

"That's it, I see, three thousand saint-level second-grade spirit stones are expensive, three thousand quasi-saint-level spirit stones, maybe you can still think about it. Other buyers chimed in.

The auctioneer shook his head and said: "This wood is like iron, carving ninety-nine ghosts, ninety-nine ghosts, this is the supreme of the ghost clan, for this ruler, we Fuguitang dare not speak falsely, but it is absolutely certain that this ruler is made of divine wood, as for He Shenmu, this is still debatable, of course, someone is willing to tell us, we are happy to accept." ”

"Fellow Daoists are right. At this time, Mu Ling smiled and said openly: "This ruler starts with three thousand saint-level five-grade spirit stones, which is too pitiful." In my opinion, this ruler is made of ghost star wood, this ruler is tasteless, the wood grain is like a snail, and the wood grain is black with light white, which is the characteristic of the leaf ghost wood. Ye Ghost Wood is rare in the Three Realms, but it doesn't have much of a miraculous effect. ”

"Ghost Star Wood-" Hearing this name, the buyers present were stunned for a moment, because many people had never heard the name of the planting wood.

"Ghost Star Wood. When a wood appraiser from Fuguitang heard this, his expression froze, and he said slowly: "This is a rare wood species in the Three Realms, born in a burial place, it is rare for the world to see, although this wood is precious, but it does not have too many miraculous effects. ”

"If you don't believe me, you can take a closer look, whether the wood grain of this ruler is like a snail, and whether the wood grain is black with light white, this is the characteristic of leaf ghost wood. The shepherd said with a smile.

Hearing the words of the pastor, the buyers present took a closer look and said: "It is really a wood grain like a snail, and the wood grain is black with light white." ”

"I have heard a legend about the ghost clan, about the origin of the ghost clan, the legend, the ancestor of the ghost clan is an ancient corpse soul, and finally came to life, combined with mortals, and gave birth to offspring, and there is a legend that a total of ninety-nine descendants were born, and each descendant built a clan, so the ghost clan is known as a hundred clans. At this time, the pastor said with a smile.

Mu Ling's words immediately attracted a ghost clan powerhouse present, and he snorted coldly: "Nonsense! The ancestor of my ghost clan became an immortal with ghosts, and finally gave birth to our ghost clan, and our ghost clan flows with the blood of ghost immortals!"

There are three theories about the origin of the ancestor of the ghost clan, one is that the ghost became an immortal, one is the soul of an ancient corpse, and the other is the combination of a ghost and a mortal! In fact, the ghost clan itself only admits the first theory, and they are particularly disgusted by the theory that the ancient corpse is alive and soul, and all the ghost clan denies this theory, and as for the other theory, some people believe it, and some people do not.

The pastor said with a smile: "Although you ghost clans deny this statement, it is undeniable that in ancient times, there were indeed ghost clans who believed in this statement. ”

"Hmph, that's just heresy! I don't have the right to call it a ghost clan!" the ghost clan powerhouse said coldly.

The shepherd smiled and said, "Is it a heretic or not, that's all in the past." However, it is true that there were once ghost clans who were obsessed with this statement, so in ancient times, there were once ghost clans who carved ninety-nine ghosts to commemorate the origin of the ghost clan. I believe that this wooden ruler came from the hands of the heretics of the ghost race, and it seems that the wooden ruler is to commemorate the origin of the ghost race. The Ghost Star Wood is indeed precious, but if it is just a souvenir of the origin of the Ghost Clan, then it will not have much value. ”

"If that's really the case, three thousand saint-level five-grade spirit stones, this is too tricky, three thousand quasi-saint-grade spirit stones!" was said by the pastor, and a buyer immediately said.

"That's it, that's it, it's not worth it at all to buy a souvenir with three thousand saint-level five-grade spirit stones, three thousand quasi-saint-grade spirit stones. Many buyers present said in a heckling voice.

Some buyers also shouted bad luck, shook their heads and said: "I thought that a legendary pharmacist would have ancient medicines such as the King of Medicine as burial goods, but I didn't expect it to be a guy who believed in the heretical origin of the ghost race. “

When many buyers were coaxing, Hua Wuyu, who was sitting in the pavilion, kept staring at the pastoral, his expression was strange, and he kept looking at the pastoral, as if he wanted to see through the pastor.

"Accompany me in a play, go to the quote. At this time, the pastor elbowed Jiang Xiaodie beside him and said.

Jiang Xiaodie glared at Mu Ling angrily and said, "Why should I act with you!

"I'm not interested in acting, I can't tolerate you now. The shepherd smirked, and then said.