Chapter Seventy-Three: The Strange Stone
When the people below heard this simple introduction, they all looked puzzled and looked at each other.
Some Sanxiu couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything different about this sword?"
The auctioneer smiled wryly.
"Sorry, even we don't know. ”
When Xiao Ming heard this, he looked over in confusion.
Long Chengfei smiled bitterly: "After you sent my sword, we have been researching, but we can't find a way to use it. ”
When Xiao Ming heard this, he remembered that he hadn't told them the mantra of Edgeworth's flight.
"I'm sorry, I was negligent. ”
After speaking, he whispered the formula and how to use it.
After Long Chengfei listened, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is it really that powerful?"
Xiao Ming nodded.
"You go on stage and demonstrate to them once, and you'll know. ”
"I'll go!"
Just when the cultivators were puzzled, Long Chengfei suddenly walked out and said to everyone: "Everyone, I will personally demonstrate the use of this flying sword. ”
With that, he took out the flying sword from the tray and placed it in the palm of his hand.
Everyone looked at the palm-sized sword, puzzled.
Long Cheng was a little excited, recalled Zhou Xiaoming's instructions just now, and silently recited the mantra in his heart.
"What the hell is going on?"
Someone complained below.
As soon as the words fell, I saw that the small wooden sword instantly became larger.
Seeing this, everyone exclaimed, and then they saw the sword fly up, circling around the sky above the venue, and the speed was so fast that there was a frequent stabbing sound when the blade cut through the air.
Long Chengfei's eyes lit up.
He just heard Xiao Ming talk about it just now, and at this time, he was very excited to see that the sword was really as he said, flying in the sky.
Not to mention the casual cultivators sitting below, and the family members in the box.
I was even more surprised to see this picture at this time.
But the matter ends here, and it doesn't end there.
Waiting for the flying sword to come in front of him, Long Chengfei jumped and jumped lightly on the sword body.
It seems that because of the first time he used it, his movements were a little jerky, but he quickly mastered the technique.
The sword flew forward with him, hovering back and forth over the venue, with great ease and speed.
Seeing this scene in front of them, the monks frequently let out a cry of surprise.
"I remember that this flying sword once appeared in my family's genealogy, but it was gone a hundred years ago!"
"No one can refine this kind of magic weapon now, I didn't expect to see the flying sword come out again in my lifetime!"
When the other group of monks heard this, they were even more surprised.
The legendary flight of Edgeworth is not available at all now.
This kind of magic weapon, compared to the hat just now, is simply different from cloud and mud.
Long Chengfei excitedly stepped on the sword and flew back and forth.
With his cultivation, it was the first time he had experienced this feeling.
The eyes of everyone present followed him closely, and there was a deep desire in their eyes.
As soon as Long Chengfei got off the flying sword, someone had already begun to ask.
"How is this sword going to be auctioned?"
"How much does it cost?"
Long Chengfei reluctantly looked at the flying sword in his hand, although it had become the size of a palm at this time, it was still brilliant.
It was the first time he had seen the legendary flying sword, and he was really reluctant to sell it like this.
However, when he saw the fierce eyes of the monks in front of him, even the ascetics, who had always been calm and unconcerned, showed yearning eyes, and he knew that this sword could not be saved, and looked up in the direction of the box.
He said: "This is the last magic weapon, everyone should have seen it, because it is the last one, so the auction method is not limited, it can be cash, or you can exchange it with the magic weapon and pill you have." ”
Hearing this condition, many ascetic and casual cultivators who did not have financial support showed excited eyes, and their eyes lit up.
That way, they can exchange their stuff for their own!
Immediately, a monk said anxiously: "I recently found a thousand-year-old Gu worm from southern Xinjiang, which can control people's hearts from a distance of a hundred miles, and can be used for exchange!"
As he spoke, he shook the bamboo tube in his sleeve, and a pitch-black scorpion crawled out.
Long Chengfei frowned and stepped forward to take a look.
The other monk refused to give up and followed.
"This is the thousand-year-old ginseng I found, living in the blessed land of the cave and nourishing it with aura, as long as people still have a breath, they can use ginseng to continue their lives. ”
"And me!"
"And me!"
Several monks had already stepped forward excitedly, holding the things in their hands.
At the same time, the bidding in the box reached a staggering figure.
Even Long Chengfei was a little surprised, he looked at those things, but Xiao Ming's voice didn't come from the headphones for a long time.
He had no choice but to shake his head one by one and reject many people's things.
Looking at the thousand-year-old ginseng, I couldn't help but say, "Don't you want ginseng? ”
Xiao Ming said: "Don't." ”
Just kidding, those ginseng in his courtyard in the heavenly court had already grown up.
Judging from the ginseng in the monk's hand, the aura attached to it was not as much as the one planted by Xiao Ming.
He, of course, did not agree to the exchange.
After looking around, many of the monks' things have already been seen.
Xiao Ming still didn't see satisfaction.
At this moment, the ascetic cultivator who had had a relationship with Xiao Ming before stepped forward, still carrying the hat and robe, with his head slightly bowed, his eyes and nose covered by shadows, and he could only vaguely see the outline of his chin, which was also covered with a gray beard.
Long Chengfei obviously had great respect for this man and bent down towards him.
"What does the master want in exchange?"
The man spoke, "Ascetics have lived a life of poverty, without wealth or treasures, but I am fortunate enough to have encountered a stone when I was training on the coast of the North Sea. There was a faint aura attached to that stone, which was very magical, but I tried my best, but I couldn't open it. ”
When Long Chengfei heard this, he was a little puzzled.
He had great respect for the monk and wanted to help him, but it was Xiao Ming's.
Trading a stone for a flying sword is indeed a bit inadequate.
But at this time, Xiao Ming's voice came from his ears.
"I want to see that stone. ”
Hearing his words, Long Chengfei hurriedly said to the ascetic, "Can you take out that stone and show it to me?"
The ascetic opened the box in his hand, and there was indeed a pitch-black stone inside, round and smooth.
Long Chengfei was very close, and he could vaguely feel that there was aura seeping out thinly from above.
But this aura is too little, compared to the few pills that Xiao Ming took out before, it is simply a world of difference.
And he himself said just now that it was very difficult to open the stone.
Long Chengfei frowned, a little hesitant in his heart.
At this time, in the headphones, Xiao Ming said together: "Can you send it up?"
Hearing this, Long Chengfei was slightly surprised.
After inquiring, he sent the stone to Xiao Ming.
Xiao Ming took the box, and his heart was suddenly shocked.
Sure enough, it was just as he guessed!
Just now, when the ascetic opened the box, it was obvious to him that something was wrong.
Although the aura on the stone is thin, there is another peculiar feeling.
From the first time he saw this penance, Xiao Ming felt that there was an unusual feeling in him.
Now that I think about it, it all emanated from this stone.
What exactly is this thing?
Xiao Ming stretched out his hand and was about to pick up the stones in the box.
Fingers just touched the stone.
Bang!
The stone suddenly jumped!