"That old man is the Venerable Master Songqing of the Lieshan Family!"

"He appeared at such a small auction?"

"That's right, it's really this old monster who personally guards this strange thing, this old monster Songqing has been a guest of the Lieshan family for many years, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and his sealing technique is even more amazing.

"It is said that someone in the Taici family was willing to pay a great price to invite the old monster Songqing to leave the Lieshan family and become a guest of their Taici family, but they were politely refused. ”

In the midst of the discussion in the auction hall due to the appearance of the old man, the old man with thick bones raised his head, glanced at the audience coldly, and raised his right hand to point at the broken statue floating in front of him.

"Most of you know the old man, and you are also friends, and the old man advises you, this thing ...... If you don't know, Mo Volume 4 Rising Divine Source Chapter 886 Feng Lao has to easily offer a price. The old man only said this, and then he kept silent, standing there like a hill.

But if he didn't say this, maybe the appearance of the statue would not attract too much attention, but when he said this sentence, everyone in the auction hall instantly focused their eyes on the statue.

"What the hell is this?"

"It's a statue of an ancient god!"

"No, you can't feel that ancient atmosphere on this statue, but the vicissitudes of life on this statue are a little unpredictable. ”

"Such a statue, dare to ask for a spar with a low price of 800,000 yuan, it's not worth it at all!"

The sound of discussion immediately spread in the auction room, and even the voice of doubt rose sharply. The thousands of people in the auction hall were a little chaotic for a while.

"Whether this thing is worth it or not, I can't say below, if you Taoist friends know this thing, even if it is tens of millions of spars, you will choose to buy it, if you don't know, even a spar will not be taken out.

So. You're ready to make an offer. The man from the Lieshan family, who presided over the auction, looked calm and smiled. The auction room fell silent, but no one offered a bid.

Su Ming Volume 4 Rise of the Divine Source Chapter 886 Feng Lao stood beside the illusory wall of the room, looking at the statue in a daze. Whether others knew this thing, Su Ming didn't know, but he could see what this thing was at a glance.

The ancient breath on it is the breath of the barbarians, and this statue is clearly a barbarian statue!!

"There will always be some strange things in this Lieshan family, what is this thing?" Yu Chenhai looked at the statue beside him, frowning, even Yu Rou was staring at it for a long time at the moment, unable to recognize it.

"This thing is good, although the old man can't recognize it. It's good to put it at home, a million spars. After a moment of silence in the auction room, a hoarse voice was heard.

This voice did not echo in the hall of thousands of people, but came from the surrounding room like where Su Ming was, and with this voice appeared. It immediately caught the attention of the monks in the hall.

"One million and three hundred thousand spars, I like to collect some strange things. Then another voice echoed.

"One million six hundred thousand spars!"

"One million eight million!"

Soon, another voice joined the auction, and three people competed, whatever it was. All of them immediately cheered up the monks in the auction hall one by one, and these three voices were all from the VIP room above, but all those who could have a room in an auction hall belonged to the various families of the Black Ink Star, unlike most of the scattered cultivators of the Black Ink Star in the hall, or outsiders.

In this mutual bidding, there is a secret room in the auction hall of the Lieshan family, and at this moment there is an old man sitting cross-legged in this secret room, and behind the old man there are more than ten big men who are obviously from the Lieshan clan in shape, standing there respectfully.

One of them is none other than Yasuku Ryūyama.

They were silent, all looking at an illusory light curtain in front of the old man, which was the whole picture of the entire auction hall, and even the sound came out.

The old man was full of white hair, wearing a navy blue robe, his face was full of wrinkles, he sat there silently, looking at the light curtain in front of him, and his body exuded a burst of decaying aura, as if the whole person had aged to the extreme.

Around him, the void is faintly distorted, and in this distortion there is constantly fragmentation and recombination, and even if you look closely, you can see that the reason why there are distortions and fragments around this old man is because of ...... Wind!

Outside the old man's body, there was an invisible layer of wind, which was constantly swirling there.

"Elder Feng, I have added the statue to the auction hall according to your instructions. There was nothing behind the old man, as if it had been torn apart, and out of it came a big man, this big man was about fifty years old, and there was a thick evil aura all over his body, he took a big stride, bowed respectfully beside the old man, and spoke in a deep voice.

The old man nodded, his eyes always looking at the auction room, as if waiting for something.

After a long time, the price of the statue in the auction hall had reached more than four million spars, but the old man still did not say anything to buy.

"Kang Jiu......" The old man's words were vicissitudes, with a unique hoarseness, and even a different accent from Black Ink Star, and he slowly spoke.

"Wind is old. Lieshan Kangjiu immediately stood up and bowed deeply to the old man, his expression was extremely respectful, for this old man whose status in the family was second only to the ancestor, his countless years of dedication to the family made his status extremely high, especially in some family legends about the old man, which made the clansmen very awe of him.

"Tell me more about how you felt at the time. The old man muttered softly.

"Yes!" Ryiyama Yasuku took a deep breath and whispered.

“…… In front of him, I have the illusion of facing the ancestor, the blood line in my body seems to be uncontrollable, and even my brute lines are about to be revealed, and more importantly, when facing him, I actually have a desire to worship.

This thought came out of my soul, as if ......" Lieshan Kangjiu spoke.

"What does it seem?" The old man turned his head and looked at Lieshan Kangjiu, who was glanced at by the old man, and Lieshan Kangjiu immediately appeared out of thin air with wind outside his body.

"It seems that the junior doesn't know how to describe it, but I feel that in front of him, I don't want to make any resistance, and I will not hesitate to believe what he says. Lieshan Kangjiu smiled bitterly and lowered his head, and the more than ten people from the Lieshan family behind him immediately looked solemn.

The old man was silent, turned his head and continued to look at everything in the auction room, muttering silently in his heart.

"Is it from your hometown...... Then he must know the man.

If you are, fine, if you are not, but have cultivated some kind of exercise that can restrain my barbarians, then ...... Don't say that you are just a guest of the Yu family, even if you are the ancestor of the Yu family who has recently escaped from trouble, even if you are the apostle of the two spirits of the sun and the moon, even if you are a member of the three major families, with the protection of those old guys from the three major families, on this black ink star, you will definitely die!

On the Black Ink Star, there is nothing that my Lieshan family can't do!" The old man's eyes narrowed, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, if what he was thinking in his heart was known to outsiders, then it would be extremely shocking.

Because he obviously knew everything that happened in the Yu family, but this matter was the most secret in the Yu family, and even most of the clansmen didn't know about it, but this old man obviously knew it in detail.

Even the words in his heart, as if even the three major families were not in his eyes, so ...... The Lieshan Family...... Is the middle family in the eyes of the Black Ink Star cultivator really just a medium family......

Just as the old man was groaning, suddenly, in the illusory light curtain in front of him, the auction hall instantly fell silent.

"This statue, my son-in-law asked for it. A very beautiful voice, as it echoed in the auction room, a woman stepped out of the rooms belonging to the various families above.

The woman had a veil on her face, but even so, there was still a heart-pounding beauty, and as she walked out, the surroundings were instantly quiet, but there was a line of eyes that instantly condensed on the woman.

"Six million spars, pack them up and give them to me. "This beautiful woman is none other than Yurou, her expression is elegant, when she stands on the platform, there is an extra storage bag in her hand, and she gently sends it forward, and immediately this storage bag floats straight to the clansmen who presided over the auction of the Nalie Mountain family.

The clansman who presided over the auction of the Lieshan family was stunned, and after taking the storage bag, he subconsciously looked at the family guest next to him, Master Songqing, but saw that Songqing's expression was extremely solemn, staring at the woman.

"This ......" The clansmen of the Nalieshan family hesitated, and at this moment, suddenly from the rooms of the other families above, a lazy voice came out, and there was even a hint of teasing in that voice.

"Little lady, this son has seven million spars. ”

"Eight million spars. Yurou didn't look up, and spoke lightly.

"Haha, okay, this son will give nine million. The lazy voice came out with laughter, but there was a wisp of lust in that laughter, which echoed leisurely.

As the price appeared, the monks in the auction hall gradually showed lively expressions one by one, and from time to time someone looked up at the room where the man's voice came from above, but everyone who looked at it immediately changed their expressions and lowered their heads.

"In Blackwater City, there are not many people who dare to bid with me Taiciyong, you little woman is good, my son will pay 10 million spars, but I will also give you a chance, if you bid fifteen million, then my son will not compete with you. A lazy chuckle came out.

"Twenty million spars. What answered him was Yurou who didn't look up, as if she was ignoring, with a hint of coldness in her soft voice.

As soon as this price came out, the entire auction hall immediately buzzed.

"Okay, the statue is for your master, and the price is 20 million spars and you, a little woman. Fetch me the spar and this little woman, and my son will enjoy it here. When the laughter echoed, immediately from a room above, a sharp whistling suddenly appeared, and two figures flashed out, heading straight for Yurou. rq！！！