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At this moment, the first auction is coming to an end, and the last lot has arrived, and the auctioneer is also a little tired after several ups and downs of his tone, but in front of this lot, he still cheered up and smiled at the monks in the audience:

"I don't need to introduce this again. ”

Some people in the audience laughed heartily, but more of them stared at the cart pushed on the stage, feeling the unobstructed silence and cold in the jade bowl above.

The auctioneer deliberately lowered his voice: "Xuanming True Water, ten drops!"

With his voice, almost everyone's heart skipped a beat. Especially those who practice special methods and need to practice with the help of heaven and earth strange things, their eyes are even greener.

Ten drops of Xuanming True Water may be of great benefit to magic weapons and elixirs, but for people like them, the benefits are even more amazing, if it is a monk who has stepped up to the upper rank, maybe he can use it until he is immortal! It is indeed a "earth-shattering" change, what the auctioneer said before is not the slightest exaggeration.

In this round of bidding, naturally there will be no more participation from the master of the Xuanming True Water, and those monks who are just rushing to the Xuanming True Water have been patient before, and at this moment, they are naturally gearing up, or nervously allocating resources, intending to win the bid in one fell swoop.

The auctioneer took in the situation of all the monks in the audience, smiled slightly, and was quite proud, because at least one-third of this kind of scene was due to him.

He emphasized for the last time: "Ten drops of Xuanming True Water will be auctioned together, and they will not be traded separately." So now...... Let's go!"

The auction hall exploded in an instant, and at least thirty people activated the projection array on the seats, mapping the shape of their treasures to the table, and carefully listed the relevant information, and for a while, the light and shadow flashed, almost drowning the auctioneer.

After nearly two breaths, the magic circle on the stage put together the projections of all sides clearly, arranged them in turn, and divided them into three layers, upper, middle and lower, for all the monks to see, and it was during this time that the number of projections increased by seven or eight.

This is not counting those "secretly shooting" characters, they are directly importing the information of the treasures into the private circle of the ghosts, of course, these treasures are more or less disgraceful, but compared to the treasures listed on the stage, the overall victory is a step ahead.

The jumping light and shadow also disturbed the strange atmosphere in the VIP room, Shen Wan took the opportunity to straighten up and avoid the "lightness" of the ghost's disgust, but she couldn't turn her face yet, she could only smile lightly, just as if nothing had happened, and said softly:

"Which one does Mr. Oni have a crush on?"

Looking at her reaction, the ghost disgusted thought it was quite interesting, so he responded with a smile: "Yes, I like one." ”

said that it was "fanciing", but his gaze was not projected onto the neatly arranged treasures in front of him at all, but projected on Shen Wan's face, and its meaning was self-evident.

Shen Wan's pretty face was blood-colored just now, and it was snow-white again in an instant.

The ghost laughed when he saw it, and finally stopped teasing her, turned his face, and carefully looked at the neatly arranged lights and shadows in front of him.

Although the quality of the treasures inside is extremely high, there are two magic weapons that have been refined over 100 layers alone, and it is only a line away from the single ** consummation. However, his principles have not changed, and he still gives the highest priority to the relics of Donghua, especially those that are likely to involve the ruins of Donghua Palace, or those related to Lady Huangquan.

In this way, he quickly locked on two of them, one on the stage and one in front of him.

The one on the stage is a half-mutilated statue of the god, about five inches high, most of the head is missing, and the body is also missing in many places, so I can't see the original image, but it is still faint, unpredictable, and it seems to be blessed all year round. According to the explanation next to it, it was dropped from a high place near the battlefield during the Great War of the Earth Immortals, and it is not certain whether it is a collection in Donghua Palace.

As for the "dark mark" thrown into the eyes of the ghost, it is a natural secret treasure, shaped like a flywheel, with sharp edges, and it is also stained with blood, which is clearly a long-term trace, but it is bright red as before. The origin of this treasure is very clear, it is the only thing left by the female cultivator Li Xia among the seven major teachings that have died in Donghua Palace.

That Li Xia Xiu is just an ordinary immortal real person, but he is good at the method of witch curses, and his treasures may hide some sinister means, probably because of this, the current master is afraid in his heart, so he wants to take it out and see if he can exchange it for a cheap one.

As everyone knows, the ghost hates the means that may be left over from above.

With a wave of the sleeves of the robe, the effect of the magic circle was passed, leaving only two projections, one bright and one dark, and the projections of other treasures all dissipated. There was a lot of sighs in the auction room, and since it was the last lot, some people had already gotten up and walked out in disappointment, but a significant number of people stayed where they were, wanting to see the final result.

There was a moment of confusion in the field.

In such an environment, Jiuyan and Zhai Qi'er, who had been sitting still, glanced at each other and stood up at the same time. Gu Zhi, who still wants to see the final result, is a little strange:

"Don't you want to see whose house the flowers are?"

Zhai Que'er unfolded the folding fan with a swipe on the ground, fanned herself, and said with a smile: "This only shows that you don't understand the mentality of the tyrant Gu Ermen." Isn't that all clear?"

The "tyrant" glanced at her helplessly, but Gu Zhi really understood it at all, and suddenly realized: "I see." ”

As he spoke, he also called up the geese on the river.

When the four of them were walking out, the auctioneer on the stage announced the result: the master of Xuanming True Water chose the statue, but also designated a certain "secret mark" to directly enter the "treasure field" and make a face-to-face transaction with him.

There was a low commotion in the auction hall for a while, but Yu Ci and the others looked at each other and smiled, and went straight to the door.

As soon as he walked halfway, Yu Ci's brows were slightly wrinkled, there was a feeling outside the door, he really didn't like it very much, but after all, he didn't stop, and when he got out of the auction hall, sure enough, someone was waiting outside, and he stretched out his hand very directly to stop him.

"Hey, don't you say hello?"

The person who stretched out his hand was the ghost sword.

This one just confronted the ghost and made a high statement of "a dog that doesn't eat", but he was arrogantly blocking the way in front of him, which was really annoying.

His movements were so direct that the people passing by around him looked at him curiously.

The ghost sword is thin, the cheekbones are very high, and the appearance is quite ugly, but the aura is lofty, no matter when, the back is straight, there is a kind of spirit that everything is taken for granted, and the kind of self-confidence forced from the inside out is very eye-catching.

In stark contrast to him, on the other side, the young man in coarse cloth clothes, his clothes were so simple that they were almost shabby, but his face was like a full moon, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was extremely handsome, which made people unforgettable at first sight. And this person stood there with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, smiling slightly, with a kind of serenity and stability like an appearance.

Tomorrow my friend will get married, all-weather service, not in the morning and noon, and there should be two chapters before ten o'clock in the evening, please forgive me.