Shen Yun naturally didn't know what the old man surnamed Qi was thinking, so he still picked up the rough stones one by one and looked at them one by one, and each one was very carefully. It's just that there are hundreds of rough stones on the platform, and each of them has been carefully examined, and I don't know when I want to check it. Besides, these rough stones are almost the same, as for which one to choose to open the treasure, it all depends on personal preference and luck, and what is there to check.

"This friend, there are still many guests waiting to come to the stage to select stones, and the auction is still ongoing, and the final finale is still waiting to be auctioned, can you choose it quickly? Presumably, Your Excellency doesn't want to delay too much time and postpone the final finale, right?" When Shen Yun picked up the thirteenth rough stone and examined it carefully, the corner of the old man's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but speak. Seeing that his face was full of smiles, his tone was also very polite, but the urging in his words was very obvious.

"That'...... That one...... , I'm really sorry for Qi Lao, there are only more than 10,000 spirit stones left on his body, so I chose carefully, and I hope that Qi Lao will not be surprised. After hearing this, the one-eyed man played by Shen Yun turned red and scratched his head, quite embarrassed.

"Where and where, 10,000 spirit stones is not a small number, and it is normal for Daoists to pick carefully......" The old man surnamed Qi listened to the words of the one-eyed man, and he didn't know what he thought, a trace of apology appeared on his face, and he hurriedly replied.

It's just that at the end of the old man's words, when he saw the one-eyed man pick up the fourteenth rough stone and seriously investigate it, he couldn't help but be stunned, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously. After all, what he said just now was obviously a scene, that is, a polite word. Who would have thought that this one-eyed man would pretend to be stupid and stunned, and check the rough stones one by one without hurrying.

And the one-eyed man, that is, Shen Yun, was also sinking in his heart at this moment. There are hundreds of rough stones on this one, and how can they be checked one by one? Moreover, since these rough stones were taken out at auction, they must have been inspected several times, so what can they inspect?

However, in this way, he spent 10,000 spirit stones in vain, and randomly selected a big stone to go back, and he was unwilling to have a thousand or ten thousand. However, it is not a solution to drag on like this. You have to choose a rough stone as soon as possible and step down quickly, otherwise, this old man surnamed Qi will really be angry.

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Yun's face turned fierce, he closed his eyes, controlled the power of his divine consciousness at the beginning of the liquid transformation period, enveloped the entire round platform, and quickly scanned the rough stones in the starting field.

And the old man surnamed Qi who was standing on the side originally had a cold face, as if he had endured it to the limit, and he could have an attack at any time. However, after feeling this powerful divine sense that was not weaker than that of the Master of the Transformation Period, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he took a deep look at the one-eyed man in front of him, and his face eased a little.

After ten breaths, Shen Yun suddenly raised his eyebrows, secretly urging the power of divine consciousness. I saw that in the corner of the round platform, a gray and white stone the size of a human head slowly floated. Shen Yun's eyes opened, he stretched out his hand and took the gray stone into his hand, and then he hugged his fist at the old man surnamed Qi and spoke.

"Elder Qi, this ...... It's been a long time since I was elected, and I'm really sorry......"

The old man surnamed Qi saw Shen Yun's apologetic expression, coupled with the powerful divine sense power that the other party had just shown, it was difficult to say anything else. The old man was quite curious about the stone that Shen Yun had selected, and glanced at it seemingly casually. But that's about it. After all, among these rough stones, what treasure can be opened?

The old man surnamed Qi casually said a few polite words, and then sent Shen Yun away. Next, the remaining eighteen monks also took the stage in turn, each choosing a rough stone.

When the thirty-four monks had finished choosing, the light mask on the platform slowly became transparent, revealing the scene in the round platform. On the round platform, only the old man surnamed Qi stood in the field, and the rough stones that were not auctioned off were gone, obviously put away by the old man surnamed Qi with a storage magic weapon.

"Alright, everyone, the twenty-seventh lot has been auctioned. In the final analysis, the auction of these 'gambling stones' can only be regarded as an after-show, far from being compared with the finale. After the old man surnamed Qi removed the light curtain, he seemed to be in a good mood, stroked his beard, and said with a smile.

And the monks had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and when they heard the words of the old man surnamed Qi, their spirits were all lifted. The old man surnamed Qi saw everyone's expectant expressions, and continued.

"Okay, let's not delay everyone's time, so let's ask for the last auction item, which is the finale of this auction!"

As soon as the old man surnamed Qi finished speaking, from the arch on the side of the venue, a white-haired old man slowly walked out, holding a golden disc in his hand, and walked up to the stage.

After seeing the white-haired old man's face clearly, all the monks in the audience were shocked and lost their mouths.

"It's Master Qiu......"

"Master Qiu is a powerhouse in the middle of the liquid transformation period, and he is a formation master with a high reputation in the 'ghost market......'!

"What kind of treasure is it that you treat ...... so seriously?"

......

While the monks in the audience were talking, the white-haired old man had already come to the stone table on the round platform and put down the golden disc in his hand. After putting down the disc, the white-haired old man did not turn around and leave, but stood on both sides of the stone table with the old man surnamed Qi, one left and one right.

"Master Qiu, it's hard work!" said the old man surnamed Qi with a smile after the white-haired old man took the stage.

And the white-haired old man seemed to be quite arrogant, and after standing still, he did not say a word. Seeing the old man surnamed Qi saluting him, he only nodded slightly and did not return the salute.

The old man surnamed Qi seemed to know the temperament of the white-haired old man, and he didn't care, he looked around at the monks on the field, and spoke loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the last item we are about to auction is the clue to the 'Black Mang Tower' that has disappeared for four hundred years!"

The monks in the audience were waiting for this final auction item, so after hearing the loud words of the old man surnamed Qi, they all held their breath and looked into the field. And the old man surnamed Qi had a straight face, and continued.

"Presumably, all of you here have heard all kinds of rumors about the 'Heimang Tower', and they are all here for the 'Heimang Tower Ruins' and the 'Supreme Treasure'. It's just that this 'Black Manglou' is very mysterious, and with the huge power of my 'ghost city', I have been secretly investigating for many years, and I haven't gained much. However, after combing and analyzing, some valuable information was still obtained. ”

"Heimanglou is a mysterious organization that appeared more than four hundred years ago, from a small country near Ningguo in Crescent State. At that time, the founding monarch of the Ning State formed an army of monks, conquered everywhere, expanded the territory, and annexed more than a dozen small countries in the vicinity. When attacking a small country with a sparse population, it was almost wiped out, and this small country is the location of the 'Black Manglou' organization. ”

"These people of the 'Heimanglou' organization are superbly skilled in the art of serving corpses and exorcising ghosts, and on the battlefield, they use corpses and ghosts to fight against tens of thousands of monks, but they are not left behind. Later, the founding monarch of Ningguo, with tens of thousands of monks, set up the 'Burning Heaven Array' and completely burned this small country, which barely achieved victory. ”

"After the war, for some reason, the astonishing news of the 'Supreme Treasure' suddenly came out, attracting countless monks from various major states to flock to explore the treasure of Heimanglou in order to obtain the immortal fate. In the end, the five major sects of the Great Chu State joined forces to suppress it, and only then did the incident calm down. ”

"These are things that everyone knows, and the old man will not repeat them. It's just that after years of investigation in my 'ghost market', I found that this 'Heimanglou' is not an organization, but a collective name for people of a race. The clansmen of this clan are not from my Heavenly Dome Continent, and it is even very likely that they are people from outside the Heavenly Dome Sea. ”

"As for the rumors of the 'supreme treasure', it has not been confirmed all along. However, according to the owner's guess, this 'Heimanglou' clan is indeed guarding something. This guardian may be a treasure, a heritage, or ......"

When the old man surnamed Qi said this, his tone was stunned, his face was solemn, and then he said slowly.

"It's a cave mansion, an 'immortal cave mansion'!"