Chapter 120: Qingyang Broken Sword

Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Jiashi handed Tianchen a black iron brand, which was engraved with the words 1529, Tianchen swept his senses, and found that this iron plate was just a simple magic weapon at first sight, and its main role was to identify it.

Tianchen took the sign, then nodded at the two armor soldiers, and then strode forward, and the figure disappeared into the passage inside.

After Tianchen disappeared, the innkeeper threw a money bag at one of the soldiers.

"And the catch? That thing was sold?" One of the armorers looked surprised and smiled.

"Of course, it's just a hairy boy in the early stage of gathering qi, who just came to Wanbao Town, and was intimidated and lured by a few words, and naturally took the bait. The innkeeper said that his eyebrows were flying.

After hearing this, the other armor soldier was itchy and proposed: "Since this kid is so generous and his cultivation is so weak, after the auction is over, why not, huh?"

"I think it's better to forget it, this auction will meet the Seven Peaks Conference, it is more grand than before, and the people who come are not the same, if they kick the iron plate, but they have to take their lives.

The first soldier to speak lowered his head and thought about it, and rejected his companion's proposal, but he still didn't say a word, that is, from the first time he saw Tianchen, his heart trembled inexplicably.

This person's expression is calm and indifferent, and his sharp edge is introverted, this is not the temperament that a son of a family who has never been in the world will have! This person is extremely dangerous, don't have anything to do with him!

"Also, my heart is so hot, I almost forgot that there are people outside the world.

After listening to the conversation between the two, the innkeeper immediately smiled and played a round." Alas, don't think so much about the two adults, isn't it just a lack of money, this is easy to say, there are so many people queuing up outside, I'll go and pull a few more for the two adults now, and then divide me a few more spirit stones."

"No problem!

The first to speak nodded immediately, and the innkeeper turned to leave, disappeared into the passage, and disappeared.

Tianchen turned a few corners, and his front suddenly became wider, and then, under the guidance of a maid, he came to the auction stand, found a seat in a remote corner and sat down, and then let the maid leave.

The maid took the order, bowed down, and went to guide the other monks.

Tianchen looked around the entire auction hall, a third of them were already seated, and ninety percent of the monks had a black cloth hat on their heads, Tianchen immediately knew that he had fallen into a big trap.

This black cloth hat is also magical, from the outside it is pitch black, neither the naked eye nor the divine sense, can detect the sobriety inside, and from the inside to the outside is like a thin veil, the outside scene is clearly visible.

Since the people had not yet arrived, and there was no sign of the auction opening, Tianchen simply clasped his arms with both hands, lowered his head, and rested first.

After half an hour, Tianchen slowly raised his head and looked at the auction table in the center of the venue through the black cloth hat.

I saw that the originally empty stands, at this moment, I don't know when there was an old man, and there were two palace girls behind him.

The old man is steady, kind, and dressed in a black robe, which should be one of the main things.

Tianchen has just arrived, and he doesn't know anyone, but there are many old faces in the stands, and some of them immediately talked about it when they saw the old man.

"Alas, it's Huo Lao, it's actually his old man who is in charge, it seems that Qian Yintang's auction is really extremely valuable."

"Yes, I heard that Huo Lao's realm and even the Qi Mansion, with his old man's cultivation, if there are still people who dare to fight the crooked idea of buying and selling, they are purely looking for death."

"Qifu, I don't know if I have any hope of reaching this realm in this life."

Tianchen is deaf and clear-sighted, and he can listen to it without his divine sense, and he can take this information into his ears.

Airhouse?

Tianchen Shennian hurriedly swept down, and couldn't help but take a cool breath.

On the auction table, this kind old man is actually a high-level martial arts cultivator, comparable to a true pill! And the two girls beside him also have mid-innate cultivation.

This Qian Yintang actually has such a big deal, I heard that the monks who guard Wanbao Town are only in the True Dan Period, these merchants are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Tianchen sighed in his heart, and felt a little more awe of this town built by mortals.

The old man in the black robe saw that the stage was basically full, so he coughed and spoke.

"Old decay Huo Tianren, for Taoist friends who often participate in the Qianyintang auction, it must be no stranger.

The voice was loud and full of heritage, and the old man's voice echoed endlessly in the huge venue.

"There are many people here who have been friends with me for many years and have dealt with each other, but today they are entrusted by others and dare not lose each other, so the old man's ugly words are also said in the front.

At the end of the old man's speech, his voice suddenly became cold, the aura on his body swelled, and the coercion of the Qi Fu Realm monk was released at once, enveloping the entire venue.

"But I believe that all the Taoist friends here will give Huo a little thin noodles.Okay, when people are old, they like to talk a few words.You fellow Taoists are not here to look at me as a bad old man, since you have delayed so much time first, then, the old man will surprise everyone first!"

After the old man in the black robe finished speaking, he smiled and said "pop" twice, and a girl in palace clothes behind him immediately moved lightly and stepped forward.

There is a broken sword on the jade plate, the sword is long and the sword body is emerald green.

This sword is not good-looking, but since Huo Lao said that this thing is a treasure, it is impossible to joke on this occasion, and everyone has released their divine senses and covered the broken sword, hoping to explore the mystery.

Most of the people sitting here are spiritual vein cultivators, and the small half are in the late stage of qi gathering, most of them don't have much knowledge, and their divine sense sweeps around, still confused.

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, Huo Lao felt that the time was almost up, so he immediately chuckled and explained.

"Hehe, don't be tempted, this broken sword, called Qingyang Sword, is a true Dan Sanxiu, the Qingyang Master's natal magic weapon! It's just that this Taoist friend encountered a life-and-death battle a few years ago, and unfortunately died, leaving only a broken Qingyang Sword.

"This treasure is seriously damaged, plus it is still a natal magic weapon, even if it is repaired completely, others will not be able to handle it, so after Qian Yintang bought this treasure, he hesitated for a long time.

Huo Lao said at the end, looking at the short sword in the jade plate, his eyes were full of reluctance and regret.

It's really a sword that folds its edge, and the hero is in the twilight, and he can only use this half-crippled body to show the grandeur of the past.

Before the words fell, the stands were already boiling, and one by one they unscrupulously increased the power of their divine sense, sweeping back and forth on this broken sword.

"This is the fragment of the magic weapon that is rumored to be in the outside world?

"If you can see it, then it can still be called a magic weapon fragment?

"Yes, the more low-level magic weapons, the more they can't lock the treasure in them.

Tianchen was also shocked when he heard this, and immediately increased his divine sense and swept it towards the Qingyang Sword, but the result was still nothing.

Suddenly, Tianchen raised his eyebrows, slapped the spirit beast bag with one hand, and a small gray moth flew out of it, stopping on Tianchen's shoulder, and the white light around his body was faint, but this small action was under the cover of the god curtain, and was not punished by others.

Tianchen's pupils dilated, and there was a gray fire, and countless eyes flashed out in his pupils, looking at Qingyang Broken Sword deadly.

I saw the Qingyang Sword with an unremarkable appearance, and immediately exposed its bottom line.Under the spiritual eyes, the Qingyang Sword blue light flowed, the emerald green was abnormal, and the Dao Dao cyan flowing fire slowly flowed in its body, Tianchen only sensed it slightly, and immediately felt that his eyes were burning and swollen, obviously this sword was extraordinary.

Tianchen withdrew his gaze, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to normal, while the others still looked puzzled, not knowing whether it was true or not.

Huo Lao didn't seem to have a hint of a hands-on demonstration, and immediately announced the start of the auction.

"Fragments of magic weapons, Qingyang Broken Sword will start auctioning, with a reserve price of 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than 1,000."

Everyone on the stage looked at each other for a while, not knowing whether to participate or not.

One of them asked, "Aren't you going to show us how to show it to you?"

"This sword used to be famous, but now it has come to such an end, the old man is heartbroken, and he doesn't want to tarnish the past reputation with the power of the remnant sword at this time, which is also one of the conditions for me to promise to host the auction.

Huo Lao's voice was flat, and he replied.

So the crowd fell silent.