"Damn it!"

The monk surnamed Sun raised his eyebrows and glared at Qiu Zishan angrily, and after gritting his teeth for a moment, he saw that he suddenly raised his hand and patted the seat, and then shouted angrily: "Five and a half million!"

At this moment, the monk surnamed Sun was furious in his heart, eager to skin and cramp the bidder, although he was worth a lot of money, but if he was asked to spend more than five million spirit coins to buy a treasure spear, even if this matter was achieved, his heart would be unforgettable, lingering and could not let go. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the reason why this monk surnamed Sun is like this, and he still gritted his teeth to bid for the auction, but it is not that there is anything special about this gun, in addition to the fact that his soldiers are guns, on the other hand, it is because this person feels angry and ashamed of Xiang Hui's verbal treasure grabbing behavior.

Inside the guest room.

Xiang Hui looked at the monk surnamed Sun calmly, and said in a low tone: "Six million." ”

"Stinky boy!" Hearing this, the corner of the monk's eyes jumped, and after a moment of silence with his teeth clenched, he shouted angrily: "Eight million!"

As soon as this price came out, everyone present was suddenly shocked, however, before everyone was in an uproar, they saw Xiang Hui narrowing the corners of his eyes, and then said indifferently: "Ten million." ”

Bang!

When Xiang Hui's words came out, but when he heard a muffled bang, the seat under the monk surnamed Sun instantly shattered!

"It's too deceitful!" The monk surnamed Sun glared angrily at the crystal window between the distinguished guests, and said angrily with a gloomy face and gritted teeth: "Boy, Sun remembers you!"

After finishing speaking, the monk surnamed Sun let out a cold snort from his sleeves, and then took a big stride and walked angrily towards the back door of the store.

Hearing this, Xiang Hui's eyes flashed coldly, and then he said silently in his heart: "I'm afraid that you will forget me!"

After the monk surnamed Sun left, Qiu Zishan smiled slightly, regained his previous warmth, and then said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that this time, there is no one to compete anymore?"

Qiu Zishan said for a moment, then nodded in the direction of the one-word distinguished guest room, and then said: "In this case, then this treasure gun belongs to that distinguished guest!"

A moment later, in the silent sight of everyone in the venue, the Lingfeng spear was put into a golden Qiankun bag by Qiu Zishan, and then received and exited by a Chengbao woman.

One word guest room.

"Hehe!" Xiang Huiruo stared at the spear in his hand with a treasure, rubbing the body of the spear gently, with an innocent smile on his face.

"Snort!" Seeing this, Qiu Yue pursed her lips and let out a disdainful sneer, and then sat back on the chair with her arms folded on her chest, and the old god muttered: "It's like a dirt bun......"

"Huh. Seeing this, Qiu Zifeng couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and the color behind him was correct, and he turned his gaze to the bottom of the store.

Because there, the most eye-catching moment of this auction is about to be ushered in!

On the auction table.

Qiu Zishan looked at everyone in the audience with a smile, and after a moment of pause, he suddenly said in a loud voice: "The following treasure is the finale of this auction!"

"It's finally here!"

"I don't know what this grand finale treasure is......"

Hearing this, everyone in the audience looked uplifted, and then turned their eyes to Qiu Zishan.

Seeing this, Qiu Zishan nodded to everyone, and then took a deep breath, and said with a solemn expression and an uplifting tone: "This thing, its name is clear water, it is a spiritual weapon!"

"Blue water, could it be the blue water knife that can lead water and cut off the flow!" Hearing this, everyone in the venue was stunned, and then a monstrous boom erupted.

"What! It's actually a spiritual weapon ranked in the Divine Weapon Spectrum!!"

"No wonder the person in the guest room never opened his bid in front of him, but it turned out that he came for this thing!"

At the same time, the three-character distinguished guest room.

Except for the slightly smaller indoor space, the structure of this place is basically the same as that of the guest room, but compared with the spaciousness of the guest room, this place is somewhat crowded.

Because there are nearly twenty people in it!

But inside, more than a dozen uniformly dressed monks stood side by side behind the table, and in front of the table, the only middle-aged man present was clustered in front of the table.

The middle-aged man, dressed in a loose yellow robe, with long thick black hair parted in front of his forehead and then casually draped over his shoulders, with thick eyebrows, leopard eyes, a lion's wide mouth, a straight nose, and a wide nose, looked like a hanging stone, hanging on his face.

However, although this person's nose is slightly funny, the elite glow unintentionally revealed in his eyes is something that people dare not blindly despise.

This person, whose name is Zhang Yuanhua, is the lord of Ebony City.

At this time, Zhang Yuanhua was sitting on the chair for a long time, tasting the fragrant tea in his hand in a relaxed manner, but when he heard Qiuzishan and said the word "spiritual weapon", Zhang Yuanhua suddenly stared, and then put down the tea cup in his hand smoothly and set his eyes on the auction table.

Zhang Yuanhua looked at the auction table with a bright eye, and then said in a low tone: "The people present, only Zhang, is worthy of this blue water treasure knife!"

Zhang Yuanhua has been present since the beginning of the auction, but in the previous auction, no matter how rare things appeared, this Zhang Yuanhua never opened his mouth to bid for the price. Because of this time, Zhang Yuanhua came straight to the finale of the spiritual weapon.

In fact, in the many rooms full of distinguished guests, without exception, they were all people who came for this thing!

At the same time, the two words of the distinguished room.

At this moment, there are also two people in the guest room.

The person on the right is an old man, this old man is dyed silver, gray hair, dressed in a loose white robe, his eyebrows are smiling, his mouth is straight, and his lips are thin, and he looks like he is old enough to be a sixtieth birthday.

The person on the left is a young man, this young man is dressed in a white brocade robe, black hair is neatly tied up at the back of his head, his eyebrows are thin and handsome, his nose is thin and his mouth is thin, his skin is fair, his appearance is handsome, if it is not for the Adam's apple in this life, and the heroic spirit highlighted between his eyebrows, this person will definitely be mistaken for a beautiful woman.

This person is the young master of Black Rock City-Zhao Tian.

"Bishui Knife!" Zhao Tianlu stared at Qiu Zishan's movements expectantly, and muttered excitedly: "Although my father clearly said that he would not allow the auction to buy, he definitely wanted to take it in his heart! If he offered this knife to his father, his father would be overjoyed!"

......Hearing this, the old man shook his head silently, then reached out and picked up the tea cup on the table, and tasted it by himself.

At the same time, the one-word distinguished room.

"Divine Soldier Genealogy?"

When Qiu Zishan's words landed, he was stunned when he saw Xiang Hui, and then looked at Qiu Yue with a slight frown, and asked suspiciously: "I've seen spiritual weapons, but what is that divine weapon spectrum?"

"Oh. Hearing this, Qiu Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, but she only responded perfunctorily, and she didn't intend to explain at all. But seeing it, he sat on the chair with a calm demeanor, holding the tea cup lightly in his left hand, sipping a cup of tea gracefully, and looked like he ignored Xiang Huiai......

......Seeing that the other party was like this, a black line suddenly appeared on Xiang Hui's forehead.

"Huh. Seeing this, Qiu Zifeng smiled slightly, and then said without turning his eyes: "The divine soldier genealogy, the legend originates from a cave mansion in the last period. ”

For the name of the historical era, the celestial realm usually refers to the previous epoch as the previous epoch or antiquity, or directly by the name of a specific epoch, and for the period within the current epoch, it is referred to as a specific calendar year.

"Heavenly Desolation?" Hearing this, Xiang Hui's eyes flashed, and then he turned his eyes to note Qiu Zifeng's side face, waiting for his next words.

Qiu Zifeng looked at the store below with flickering eyes, and then told what he knew:

"Legend has it that the cave was excavated in the 36th day of the Tianyuan Dynasty, when countless ancestors were powerful, rushing to it, and went to it in a flood to seek the opportunity to create. ”

"But after the baptism of a long river, even if there was a heavenly treasure in it, it is difficult to survive forever, so everyone longed for it, but returned disappointed.

"In that hidden room, there are twenty-one frescoes engraved! These twenty-one frescoes, nine deep in the middle and twelve carved around the perimeter wall, are collectively called ...... Nine Palaces and Twelve Palaces!"

"Among them, in every palace, there is a treasure engraved to defend the heavens! In every palace, there is a sword engraved to destroy the world!"

When all the cultivators saw it, they were all shaken, and then they rubbed it one after another in doubt, and then returned with the printed copy lost. Qiu Zifeng said for a moment, then took a deep breath, and then said: "Shi Xiu originally thought that this matter was an ethereal talk, but he never thought that after a thousand years of existence in that cave mansion, the treasures of the divine weapons engraved in the nine palaces and twelve halls were born one after another!"

"What!" Xiang Hui stared at Qiu Zifeng with a bright gaze, and said with a strange look in his eyes: "That divine soldier really exists!"

Regarding what Qiu Zifeng said, Xiang Hui did not have the slightest doubt in his heart, but instead rose up with infinite fun and curiosity. Although Xiang Hui didn't know how to appreciate the divine weapon, at this moment, Xiang Hui hated that he couldn't immediately take the so-called divine weapon in his hand and watch and appreciate it.

Sensing Xiang Hui's abnormality, Qiu Zifeng smiled slightly, then turned his eyes to look at Xiang Hui, and then said: "Legend has it that when the divine soldier was born, the sky was shattered, the sun and the moon were lightless, and it was a picture of the last days of the wind and clouds. ”

"Legend has it that the twelve artifacts are the supreme among the soldiers, and when they come out, all the soldiers are afraid and crush the invisible, and only some spiritual weapons with strong spirituality can withstand the power of the artifact, and protect themselves in trembling submission. ”

"As for the nine holy weapons, there is no clear record in the classics, but since they can be called holy, they must also have earth-shattering powers!"

Qiu Zifeng said for a moment, then picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and after closing his eyes and reflecting for a while, he continued: "Yes, the descendants compiled these twenty-one divine weapon holy relics into a book, and then divided them into categories, and under the twelve divine soldiers, thirty-five powerful spiritual weapons of the same kind were added each, and finally compiled into a spectrum of divine soldiers. ”

"En!" Xiang Hui listened to the allusion that Qiu Zifeng said, and then nodded his head and said, "Then where can I get this divine soldier genealogy?"

Qiu Zifeng smiled slightly, and then opened his mouth and said: "The Divine Soldier Genealogy is a share capital, and most of its volumes have been damaged, but its rubbings are widely circulated, and it happens that there is one of the volumes on Qiu's body......"

Between the words, Qiu Zifeng smiled leisurely, and then saw that his palm was turned over, and there was already an extra thin book in his hand.

The thin book is about half a foot long, and its cover is glued with thick dark cyan paper, which looks quite textured. On top of the cover, there was a vertical white frame, and inside it was written a vertical of black letters—Divine Soldier Spectrum, Gun.

Seeing this, Xiang Hui's eyes lit up, and then he stared straight at the thin book, and said with a strange look: "Lord Qiucheng, can this book be ...... Take a look at it?"

"Huh. Seeing this, Qiu Zifeng shook his head and smiled, and then said with a chuckle: "Why do you want to borrow one, and give it to you!"