Chapter Forty-Seven: The Mysterious Remnant

For those disdainful boos, the smile on the white-haired auctioneer's face was also a little sarcastic. After their research, this ancient piece of cloth was supposed to be a map, which was recognizable by the route markings on it. But other than that, they didn't have much to gain.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the old piece of cloth, and the auctioneer picked it up with two fingers. Spread horizontally in everyone's sight, pointing to some kind of pattern that was only half at the edge. Smiled: "If it is not bad as expected." This picture must be a long time ago. It's not clear what it's hiding, but ancient things aren't ordinary goods, are they? If anyone can get the full picture, if lucky. Maybe what is hidden in it will cause a sensation in the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm!"

On the crystal platform, the white-haired auctioneer was foaming at the mouth and introducing how mysterious this ancient rag was, in short, he tried all his strength to increase the value of this ancient cloth, but unfortunately it didn't seem to have much effect, because under his impatient introduction, some people in the field had begun to get impatient, and some people with hot tempers even scolded directly.

Hearing that there was still not much enthusiastic reaction below, the white-haired auctioneer had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and moistened his dry throat, and said with a wry smile: "According to the setting, the low price of this piece of rag cloth is 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, now, let's start the auction." ”

Most people scoffed at his words. After all, spending a lot of money on spirit stones for an illusory thing is only a fool to do.

Of course, not everyone is like that. At least, at this time, Mu Hao's eyes had suddenly straightened.

Because after a while after the cloth appeared, Mu Hao found that the broken cloth was the same as the broken scroll he obtained in Tianfeng Cliff, and it was obvious that the two pieces of cloth belonged to the same map.

Staring at the edge pattern on the edge of the broken picture with a little trembling, Mu Hao took a deep breath in his heart, and tried his best to suppress the thoughts surging in his heart.

As the white-haired auctioneer's voice fell, the huge auction hall suddenly fell silent, and some people swept their eyes to the stage as if they were looking at idiots, who would spend 10,000 low-grade spirit stones to buy a broken thing that didn't even know whether it was true or not? And even if there were spirit stones, it wouldn't be so messy, right?

Looking at An and countless mocking glances in the field, the white-haired auctioneer couldn't help but shake his head helplessly again, constantly slandering those guys who assessed the price in his heart, although this piece of cloth was old, but after all, it was only in a broken state, and the information shown from it was not enough for people to tell what was hidden in it, and in this kind of unknown situation, even he himself did not have much confidence that he could successfully auction the price of 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

After nearly five minutes of silence in the auction room, the white-haired auctioneer finally sighed, and just as he was about to announce the collapse of the auction, a voice suddenly made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ten thousand and one hundred!" a faint voice broke the silence in the room. Suddenly, countless eyes followed the sound and then stopped on Mu Hao, who was close to the back row, and a few sighs rang out. Not only the group of monks in the back, but even some high-ranking monks in the front row. They all looked at Mu Hao, who was wrapped in a black robe, with a slightly surprised gaze.

Ling Meng turned his head to look at Mu Hao, but his brows couldn't help frowning slightly. I don't know why I always feel extremely angry in my heart for this mysterious person who has fought with me twice. Now, he made a bid for the first time to auction this ancient rag piece of rag that no one knows what it was used for. A happy mood is entangled in my heart, lingering, and a smile appears on the corner of my mouth.

Ling Meng groaned slightly, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at the ancient rags that were swaying slightly in the auctioneer's hand, his eyes flickering.

Someone on the crystal platform finally made an offer. The auctioneer also quietly exhaled his head and smiled at Mu Hao's location: "This little brother bid ten thousand and one hundred. Does anyone else want a price increase?"

Hearing the auctioneer's words, countless people rolled their eyes at the moment. How idiot you are in this world.

The auctioneer also knew that this was a vain question. After sneering, he wanted to smash the auction hammer in his hand.

"Wait. ”

The cold voice suddenly sounded, making the hammer in the auctioneer's hand stiffen, and his confused eyes followed the sound, but when he saw Ling Meng, the young sect master of the Corpse God Sect who slowly stood up, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Young sect master, this is?"

Ignoring him, in full view of everyone, Ling Meng turned around and stared at Mu Hao, who was sitting on the chair without moving, with a cold gaze. Suddenly laughed and said, "It's nothing, but suddenly I have a little interest in this thing, twenty thousand." Staring at Mu Hao for a long time, the young sect master of the Corpse God Sect waved his palm, and directly added nearly 10,000 price codes, causing a sound of surprise.

"Young Sect Master, seeing Ling Meng's actions, the old man beside him couldn't help but stand up, if it was said that it was to buy that cultivation array plate for a lot of money, it was still excusable, but now he went to spend some senseless spirit stones to compete with people, this is really inconsistent with Ling Meng's previous temperament. ”

"Sit down for me!" Ling Meng's face turned cold and he shouted coldly at the old man. The anger that flashed on his face made the old man's heart chill, and he had to shrink back.

This came with some inexplicable bidding competition, which suddenly made the eyes of the audience a little stunned. No one knows what this young sect master is crazy about, and he suddenly uses spirit stones with someone he doesn't know, this kind of thing that harms others and is not beneficial to himself is really a bit strange.

Of course, except for some confused people in the field, the auctioneer on the crystal platform was smiling. Unexpectedly, this thing, which had been deemed to be of little use, actually attracted the bidding of the two of them, and one of them was still the young sect master of the Corpse God Sect with deep pockets.

"Twenty thousand and one. Under the gaze of countless people, Mu Hao seemed to lean lazily on the soft back of the chair, and his flat tone seemed to be competing with others at will. It's just that Mu Hao's mood is not as good as it seems on the surface, after all, Mu Hao doesn't have many spirit stones left.

However, to the surprise of many people, after Mu Hao shouted out this price. The young sect master of the Corpse God Sect, who was still imposing just now, did not speak again, and sat back in the chair, and a faint sneer appeared on his pale face.

Ling Meng's actions made Mu Hao stunned for a moment, and he immediately seemed to understand something. The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and he said softly: "It's okay like this, I thought it was going to bleed heavily." It turned out to be just revenge for my previous scramble with him. ”

"Huh. This little brother bid twenty thousand and one, is there anyone else who wants to increase the price? if not. Then the mysterious treasure map belongs to him. The auctioneer asked with a smile, but no one answered him, so he quickly knocked the auction hammer down.

"The price of twenty thousand and one, this is a big injustice. A playful smile appeared on Ling Meng's gloomy face.

The auction is still slowly passing in the expectation of countless people, and after passing through the mysterious and broken cloth, there are some good things that drive the atmosphere of the audience, but they have nothing to do with Mu Hao, he has made up his mind. If it is not necessary, then it will not be auctioned again, after all, you still have to leave spirit stones to cultivate.

And shortly after that. Mu Hao, who was originally idle and shrunk in a chair, was suddenly attracted by a medicinal herb in the small plate brought out by the auctioneer on the crystal table.

This herb is fiery red all over, as if it was bathed in blood. The whole is about the size of a palm, and it can be seen at a glance. It's like Ganoderma lucidum. As soon as this strain appeared, a faint fragrance spread out, which lifted the spirits of the entire auction hall.

"Blood Lingzhi" can allow immortal cultivators to transform their physical physique, and monks at the peak of the foundation building period can directly enter the Jindan stage after taking it, and there are no side effects, which is much better than the imperial road Jindan that Mu Hao photographed.

So, when the blood reishi appeared. Even the monks of the Qianyang Sect, the Corpse God Sect, the Immortal Water Valley and other powerful forces in front of them all had shocked expressions.

And as for the final winner of "Blood Lingzhi". But it was not the young sect master of the Corpse God Sect with deep pockets, but a person from Xianshui Valley. The sky-high price of 30,000 directly burst out by the elder Luo. It almost made the audience feel a little smacked at this woman's courage, and under such a sky-high price, Ling Meng, the young sect master of the Corpse God Sect, opened his mouth with a blue face. But in the end, he was still suppressed by the momentum of the fallen elder, and he was extremely unwilling to give up the fight.

Looking at the smiling Elder Luo who sat back. Mu Hao couldn't help but shake his head, and muttered in his heart: "What a terrible woman, if you don't make a move, you can't do it." One shot is killing. Don't allow others to have the slightest reaction, just like the terrifying mandala sand snake in the desert. ”

After the release of the blood reishi, the auction seems to be gradually coming to an end. Because in the next time. The treasures that can really be called strange things began to appear one after another. All kinds of exercises, supernatural powers, and even Dan prescriptions are a little dazzling to those who look at them. The audience was full of excited shouts, and there was even one time. The two forces in the back row fought for a set of Heavenly Rank exercises. In the end, one of them actually directly used the magic weapon, and he wanted to do it.

But just as the man was about to make a move, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the air of the auction hall. The man disappeared into the auction hall like air. It is not a sad thing to die so that there are no corpses left. Impulsiveness is the devil!