Chapter Forty-Eight: The Artifact

When the cultivators heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they couldn't guess what kind of medicine was sold in Master Zijin's gourd. As the host of the auction, they bought the lot out of their own pocket, and it was the first time they had encountered it. If it weren't for Master Zijin taking the initiative to increase the price, they would even have to suspect whether there was a suspicion of fraud. Almost subconsciously, all the meditation cultivators looked at the local master, Old Ghost, Du.

Old Ghost Du also didn't understand Master Zijin's purpose, and he was not interested in that medium-grade semi-dark artifact, so naturally he wouldn't offend the refining master for it, so he said loudly: "Master Zijin didn't violate the rules of the auction, of course we have no opinion." ”

What Du Daoyou said is that Master Zijin has the right to participate in the auction. ”

The local master has made up his mind, and the other condensation periods, for their own purposes, are also unwilling to offend Master Zijin and express their support. As for the many meditations in the audience, they all joined one after another, and some of them began to look forward to the next lot.

Seeing that no one objected, Master Zijin accepted Deng An's beast bone semi-underworld weapon, and when his palm was raised in front of the soul body again, there was already an extra piece of the back shell of a turtle demon beast. There is a very conspicuous yellow stripe on this back shell, which is supposed to be taken from a demon beast called the yellow turtle.

"Defensive Semi-Immortal Weapon!" Deng An couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this thing, in the same grade of semi-immortal weapon, the value of the defensive class is higher than that of the offensive class, first, the refining materials are scarce, and the second is the difficulty of refining, so it is very popular with the Spiritual Cultivator.

"A master is a master, and his shot is extraordinary!" Sure enough, as soon as the many meditation cultivators in the audience saw this semi-spiritual weapon, they made a noise. Even the two or three condensation stage meditators on the stage became agitated. After all, one more defensive semi-underworld weapon means more security.

"I knew there was a high-grade semi-underworld weapon with a defensive class, old ...... I'm not going to bid on that stalagmite. The first strong man to make a successful trade whispered with some chagrin.

"You're still not satisfied? Most of this top-grade half-immortal artifact will fall into the hands of the condensed meditation cultivator on the stage. The one-eyed man scolded in annoyance, just now in order to support the strong man, he lent out some snow spirit leaves, and he was destined to lose the qualification to participate in the bidding for this defensive semi-dark weapon.

Deng An didn't participate in this discussion, and he didn't have anyone to discuss, he just glanced around and put his gaze back on the black stone platform.

Master Zijin waited for a while, and began to introduce: "This top-grade semi-underworld weapon is called the yellow-veined tortoise shell, and the yin pattern on it is re-depicted by the old man, although it can't give full play to the natural skills of the yellow-veined turtle, but the physical defense and spell defense are extraordinary, and it is a first-class ...... in the semi-underworld weapon."

In the end, as the one-eyed man expected, the yellow-veined tortoise shell was photographed away by a female ghost in the early stage of condensation. This female cultivator is still good-looking, and she has been silent since she came to the black stone platform. She made a move at this time, and it seemed that she had the intention of giving up the bidding for the finale.

Seeing this, the thin old man Pang unconsciously showed a hint of joy on his face. He participated in the auction with the aim of that artifact, and naturally the fewer competitors the better.

When the last semi-dark weapon was successfully photographed, whether it was meditation on or off the stage, the eyes were on Master Zijin. Master Zijin was accustomed to seeing this kind of scene, and he did not panic at all, and only after satisfying the appetite of the cultivators did he take out the spiritual artifact.

This is a one-foot-long golden demon beast horn, exuding an extremely strong coercion. Due to the limitations of craftsmanship and raw materials, the underworld cultivators are often refined according to the material, only practical, not beautiful, and it is easy to judge the source of the embryo from the appearance.

"This artifact is called the Golden Mangjiao, taken from the single horn of the second-order demon beast Tiger Tail Rhinoceros, which is known for its attack power, and if the Daoist friends in the early stage of condensation are urged with all their strength, the power exerted is no less than that of the Tiger Tail Rhinoceros's full force. When Master Zijin said this, he also deliberately glanced at Old Man Pang and several other early stage meditation cultivators, who would be the main bidders for this lot.

Master Zijin did not explain the level of Jin Mangjiao, but it is not difficult to deduce from his words that this is a low-grade spiritual weapon, which is most suitable for condensation early stage meditation. Deng An had already learned that the late stage of Nayin's meditation cultivation was barely qualified to use it, but at the cost of huge consumption of spiritual power, and it could not exert its power, it could only be kept as a last resort.

The meditation around the black stone platform was silent for a while, and most of them, looking at Jin Mangjiao's eyes, became greedy and eager, if it weren't for the lack of strength, I am afraid that there would be a meditation cultivator who couldn't resist its temptation and went to the stage to snatch it desperately.

Old man Pang and other ghosts on the black stone platform also stared at the golden horn with fiery eyes.

"Master Zijin, can you demonstrate it for me?"

A relatively calm meditation cultivator knew that he couldn't get the golden mangjiao, and wanted to take the opportunity to see the power of the underworld weapon. After all, in the condensation period meditation, a large part of them do not have a spiritual weapon, and it is difficult to see the scene of casting a spiritual weapon even when they meet these seniors.

His remarks immediately received a response from many meditation practitioners in the audience.

Master Zijin smiled slightly, it was a tacit acquiescence, he pinched a few spells, and the golden mangjiao suspended in front of him suddenly burst into golden light, and before the meditation cultivators in the audience could see it clearly, it appeared behind all the meditation cultivators, and hit a smooth ground.

The ground there is not ordinary soil, but extremely hard rock, and if you use a half-dark weapon, you can at most make a shallow pit in the ground. However, even though the meditation cultivators were mentally prepared, they were still terrified by the power of this blow.

There was no earth-shattering loud noise, and the golden mangjiao was like piercing tofu, and instantly sank into the rocky ground, leaving only a black hole more than two inches wide in its place. A moment later, with a move from Master Zijin, it shot out from the ground on the opposite side of the stone platform and returned to his hand.

Even if the rocks on the ground are only one layer on the surface, and Master Zijin's exorcism technique is very clever, it can't hide the sharpness of the golden mangjiao. Some of the people who were determined to get the artifact woke up from the shock, and they were even more determined to take this object into their hands.

Master Zijin saw some meditation cultivators in the audience whose faces were blurred due to excitement, smiled proudly, and got to the point: "The starting price is thirty Snow Spirit Leaves, you have no opinion!"

Old man Pang had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and couldn't wait to say: "Jin Mangjiao should be worth this reserve price, the old man will come to join in the fun first, thirty-five snow spirit leaves!"

"Add so much at once!" There was an uproar under the Black Stone Stage, Old Man Pang directly added five Snow Spirit Leaves, indicating that the next bidding would be fierce, and some of the late Nayin Meditation Cultivators who originally had a glimmer of hope had to be re-evaluated, and only two Meditation Cultivators followed the two rounds of prices of Thirty-six and Thirty-Seven, and then they were completely reduced to spectators.

Looking at the fierce bidding on the stage, Deng An suddenly felt bored, boringly glanced at the Yin period meditation under the stage, most of them held the mentality of watching the excitement, watching the auction with relish, whenever there was a new amazing price reappearing, they often held the exclamation, but there were also meditation meditation with a lot of worries, unwilling with a little helplessness, they obviously belonged to the intentional bidding, but due to lack of financial resources, they had to give up that small part.

Among the many meditation cultivators, Deng An found an "acquaintance", that is, Qin Gu, who attacked him at the end of the canyon and led people to ambush him halfway. However, he was watching the auction on the stage and did not notice that Deng An was also there.

After Deng An was slightly surprised, he didn't take it to heart, this is the territory of the Black Pine Lindu, as long as Qin Gu does not belong to this force, he does not have to worry about his own safety.

At this moment, the fierce bidding on the Black Terrace Stone suddenly stopped, and more than ten cultivators, including Master Zijin, all looked at the entrance of the Black Pine Forest in surprise.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Deng An felt an extremely strong coercion, swept over him, and a gray light came in an instant, landing on the black stone platform.

Seeing the meditation cultivator who had just arrived, Old Ghost Du's brows furrowed slightly, and soon, a trace of discoloration appeared on his face, and he unconsciously glanced at the grimace beside him.

The grimace's expression was complicated, with disdain, surprise, and jealousy.

The ghost is a middle-aged man with a cloak, a round face and thick eyebrows, a very ordinary appearance, and the fingers of his hands are thin and long, which is extremely inconsistent with the proportions of his body.

"Congratulations to Wang Daoyou for advancing to the middle stage of condensation!" Old Ghost Du's voice was a little cold, and the people around him could hear it, and this congratulations was purely polite.

After several years of retreat and penance, Wang finally reached the middle stage of condensation. The cloaked hair meditation cultivator said without being salty, as if unintentionally sweeping the grimace beside Old Ghost Du.

Grimace's head was illusory again, apparently trying to suppress the emotions in his heart.

Everything on the black stone platform, Deng An saw it in his eyes, because he didn't know the relationship between these masters, he was at a loss for a while. As for the other Nayin meditation cultivators around, only a few seem to know about it, but they only whisper a few words, and they don't speak.

"Wang Daoyou is also here for the Immortal Weapon?hehe, your luck is not bad, if you come one step later, I'm afraid it will have an owner." Old Ghost Du chuckled.

"Since Wang entered the condensation period, he has always wanted to have a dark weapon, of course he doesn't want to miss this opportunity, not to mention that it is still a masterpiece of Master Zijin. Since there is no deal yet, Wang still has a chance. Du Daoyou, is the auction going on?" Draped Meditation Cultivator didn't want to talk too much, and nodded to several other meditation cultivators, and then got to the point.

"I really can't see that Wang Daoyou is an anxious man, Du is only responsible for ensuring the fairness of the transaction, preventing some meditation cultivators from taking the opportunity to make trouble, and whether the auction continues or not is up to Master Zijin to decide. Old Ghost Du seemed to point out, and nodded politely to Master Zijin.

The Draped Hair Cultivator secretly sneered and did not refute. In the face of the gap in strength, he didn't dare to offend Du Lao Ghost, a late-stage condensation cultivator. The arrival of the Hair Meditation has brought about a new change in the auction. Grimace, who was originally not very interested in meditation, also joined the auction, and whenever he sent an offer for meditation, he followed the bidding.

Anyone can see that these two ghosts are friends and foes.

Compared with Old Man Pang and Taoist priests, the bidding between these two ghosts, the gunpowder flavor in their tones was much lighter, but every sentence revealed a cold killing intent.

Later, Old Man Pang sighed secretly, knowing that he couldn't afford to offend the two mid-condensation stage cultivators, and withdrew from the auction with interest. When the Taoist priest saw him withdraw, he didn't make an offer.

However, the auction results were beyond the expectations of all meditations.

When the grimace shouted a high price, the Draped Hair Meditation took the initiative to withdraw, and just when Master Zijin was about to announce the result, the female ghost who was a little beautiful suddenly quoted a high price, and the other Condensation Stage Meditation Cultivators actually acquiesced to this fact out of various considerations.