Chapter 25: The Water of the Nine Yins
"I'm going to auction the last object, this is an extremely precious object, and most of you on the second floor are here for this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" The old man smiled lightly and deliberately stewed for a moment before continuing: "Three drops of Nine Yin Water, starting at a price of one thousand medium-grade Immortal Stones. ā
At the signal of the old man, a waitress came to the stage, holding a transparent crystal round bottle that was two fingers long, and it could be seen that there were three drops of suspended yellowish water inside, and there were ice edges around it that exuded cold air.
What's more, there were snowflakes in the area around the round bottle.
Sure enough, as Lu Xiao thought, after hearing the next sentence of the old man in the fire robe, everyone in the box on the second floor was not calm.
However, under the sweep of the fire-robed old man's spiritual power, all the snowflakes disappeared.
Lu Xiao was surprised, because the location was relatively close to the stone platform, so he could see it clearly, and he found that these three drops of water seemed to be very similar to the water in the river in his dream, but it was not like it, because Lu Xiao did not feel any signs of soul being sucked from these three drops of water.
Just as he was about to look away, there was suddenly a trace of coldness in the center of his eyebrows, and Lu Xiao had an illusion, as if there was a suction force in his eyebrows, and he wanted to swallow the three drops of water in the bottle.
When everyone in the hall looked at the stone platform, although most of them had a look of eagerness in their eyes, they all knew that the price alone could make them stop, of course, this was except for some very wealthy cultivators.
Sure enough, a deep voice came from the box on the second floor.
"I, Hu Han, have three out of two thousand medium-grade dark stones. ā
There was an uproar downstairs, and the price was doubled at once.
Two thousand medium-grade dark stones, but twenty thousand lower-grade dark stones!
This voice fell in Lu Xiao's ears, and he didn't know how to sigh.
At this time, a sarcastic sharp voice appeared, next door to the box named Hu Hansan.
"Hmph, the old immortal, two thousand medium-grade immortal stones want to take down this water of nine yin, it's really unexpected, my old king gave two thousand and one medium-grade immortal stones. ā
Hearing this, the old man in the fire robe in the audience frowned for a while, and his eyes were displeased.
Two thousand and one pieces, just add one piece, which is obviously intentional.
Lu Xiao was also stunned, and out of fact, the person who said the two thousand dark stones scolded as soon as he opened his mouth:
"Lao Wang, are you Ta Ma too long. ā
"It's your business. ā
The old man's brow furrowed even deeper.
At this moment, a coquettish and slightly cold voice came out from the box on the left.
"Three thousand lower grade Stygian Stones. ā
As soon as these words came out, the two who still wanted to make a sound suddenly stopped.
Lu Xiao was surprised, he could see that these two people seemed to be jealous of the owner of this female voice.
Now that he has no need to stay here, he just needs to wait for the auction to end and meet with the bidder.
At this moment, a roar full of mockery suddenly appeared:
"Sure enough, it is still Yao Daoyou who can restrain these two old immortals. ā
I saw that a black shadow broke through the top of the auction hall and appeared at lightning speed, and the black light of both hands flashed, and a spell of energy was played, and suddenly, this black light reached an extreme, covering the entire auction hall.
Lu Xiao was shocked, he couldn't react at all, and he found that the moment the black light touched his body, his movements slowed down, and even more at the moment when the black light completely covered his body, he was like frozen, motionless.
Not only him, but everyone in the hall and on the second floor.
It's as if time has stopped at this breath.
Although his body was imprisoned, Lu Xiao's consciousness was clear, and he saw that after the black shadow took the round bottle containing the water of the Nine Yin, his palm pulled towards his void.
"Come with me, little one. ā
The moment Lu Xiao heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he used all the strength of his body, but his hands and feet just couldn't move a bit.
And the body quickly takes off!
From the appearance of the shadow to its departure, all this discovery was extremely short.
Lu Xiao saw his appearance clearly at a distance of one foot close to the black shadow.
It was a young man, whose eyes were like clouds that blocked the moon and stars in the middle of the night, and they were so full that he could not distinguish between the pupils and the whites of his eyes, but a little red light was flashing in the middle of this cloud, and on his left side of his face, there was a black vein, which looked like the wings of a bird, revealing an evil aura.
The whole person looks a little gloomy.
Just when the black shadow was about to fly out of the big hole above with Lu Xiao, the old man in the fire robe on the stone platform and the people in the box on the second floor took the lead in breaking the black light.
Suddenly, angry shouts came out, followed by a series of powerful spells that attacked the black shadow.
More than a dozen spells came out together, instantly forming a huge storm of underworld power.
The black light that originally covered everyone in the hall was shattered in an instant in this storm.
There were many casual cultivators who were caught up in it because they were too close, and in just one breath, these people were like wooden planks in pieces, their blood turned into raindrops, and their flesh became snowflakes.
Although Lu Xiao was still imprisoned, he could feel the terrifying fluctuations of the spiritual power behind him.
The black shadow youth seems to have expected these, and there is not much change, but the solemnity on his face is undoubtedly revealed.
Then, with his right hand, he touched the storage bag on his waist, and an iron-colored ancient square shield of about three zhang appeared, with dozens of cracks on the surface, and there was also a broken Xuanwu pattern at each of its four corners, although so, its heavy aura still shook the void.
"Hmph, it's a pity for my four shields. ā
After speaking, the young man threw the shield back, pinched the trick again, and read the words in his mouth.
The next moment, I saw that the shield emitted an earthy yellow light, and the Xuanwu patterns at the four corners seemed to be alive, each conjuring up a Xuanwu phantom several feet high.