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Until the end, Wang Lin did not give a specific reason, but avoided it with words.
The more he behaved like this, the more strange Ouyang Long felt in his heart. The more he felt that there was something mysterious about the ordinary young man in white clothes in front of him.
Not being forced to ask, Ouyang Long smiled bitterly and shook his head. He stopped mentioning the matter and reminded him with cupped fists: "Fellow Taoist, in this private auction, according to the rules here, those who cover their faces and heads are most taboo." After saying that, he came to At the stone door at the end of the passage, he knocked lightly on it.
A moment later, the stone door shook, and circles of ripples appeared on it, as if half melted and gradually blurred. Ouyang Long turned around and hugged Wang Lin with a fist, then turned around and stepped into the ripples before his figure disappeared.
Wang Lin pondered for a moment, but did not hide his appearance. Since he dared to come, he was not afraid of causing trouble. He stepped into the ripples and disappeared.
There was a blur in front of his eyes. When it became clear, Wang Lin stared at it. He looked around and saw that he was in a room about tens of feet in size. The floor of this room was made of unknown materials. It turned out to be completely transparent and could be clearly seen. The fight between two ferocious beasts on the stone platform below.
There are some scattered seats in the room, surrounding a seat directly in front. There were seven monks sitting calmly on the chairs, none of them covering their faces. The moment Wang Lin entered the place, their eyes focused on him.
These people's gazes were like swords, extremely sharp, and when they fell on Wang Lin, they were like real objects, and you could feel the cold rising on your skin. One of them was slightly startled when he saw Wang Lin, but he quickly returned to normal and signaled with a smile.
Especially the person on the seat directly in front of him. This person is an old man with gray hair like silver. He is wearing a gray robe. His eyes are slightly closed, but there is a faint light coming from the slits of his eyes and he is looking at Wang Lin. His expression is majestic and cultivated. Because it has reached the middle stage of Nirvana. Behind him, Ouyang Long bent down and whispered something into the old man's ear.
Wang Lin looked as usual and walked forward under the gaze of everyone. He came to a seat and sat down calmly. His eyes were open and closed in a calm manner. As he looked at everyone, he gestured to the person with a smile. The man cupped his fists slightly.
Wu Qing did not expect to see Wang Lin here again, and was quite surprised. However, since Wang Lin could enter a private auction of this scale, it made Wu Qing think more highly of him.
As Wang Lin glanced casually, the seven people sitting on the chairs, except for the gray-haired old man who was obviously Uncle Ouyang Long and Wu Qing, the other five people were all in the early stage of Nirvana!
Sitting directly opposite Wang Lin was a young scribe. This man had a fair complexion and waved a feather fan lightly in his hand. His expression showed no emotion or anger. When Wang Lin looked at him, the scribe smiled slightly and looked at Wang Lin with a hint of emotion. Color of interest.
There was a young woman sitting next to this man. This young woman was wearing a flowered jacket and was bright and moving. She was sitting there with a hint of laziness, her eyes were looking forward to Wang Lin's face, and she stopped paying attention.
There is an old man sitting not far away. This man has a very strange appearance. His face is full of pits. He looks very scary at first glance. His eyes are even more sinister. He touches the ring on the index finger of his right hand and keeps turning it.
In addition to these three people, the other two people also looked at Wang Lin calmly one by one.
Not far from his left side, there is an old man in black robe sitting. This old man has a skinny appearance and slightly thin lips. In his left hand like an eagle's talon, he holds two beads the size of a baby's fist. As his left hand moves, The two beads are also surrounding each other, and sometimes bump into each other, making a soft popping sound.
The last person was an old woman with snow-white hair, wrinkled skin, and green clothes. She sat there motionless, but when Wang Lin glanced away, the old woman's eyes were like lightning, and she looked at Wang Lin coldly again. One glance.
This is obviously a small gathering of extremely high standards only for Nirvana monks. Being able to enter here represents recognition of identity and strength. If Wang Lin hadn't easily injured the three Mo Cong Dao people in Fang City, plus The number of transactions this time was relatively large, so it may be difficult to enter here.
Even if you come in now, in the eyes of others, you will only be in the last place.
Ouyang Long finished speaking next to the gray-haired old man, straightened up, and stood respectfully aside.
The old man coughed dryly, his eyes swept over the monks around him, and his hoarse voice echoed in the room.
"Today is a private party for me, Cang Songzi. I have invited some old friends, and of course two new Taoist friends. I won't say any more polite words. According to the old rules, let's place a bet first to add some luck." The old man After saying that, Ouyang Long immediately stepped forward, took out six jade slips from the storage space, and handed them to six people including Wang Lin one by one. The last one was handed to the gray-haired old man respectfully. .
Wang Lin held the jade slip, scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, and immediately??I clearly saw information about hundreds of ferocious beasts inside the jade slips.
"There is actually a sword lion beast! I can defeat this beast!" The old man with a pitted face laughed, his consciousness slightly changed in the jade slip, and he threw the jade slip and ran towards Ouyang Long.
Wang Lin calmly scanned the ferocious beasts in the jade slips. His knowledge of ferocious beasts was not high. Just some records of Guiyuan Sect were not enough. Most of the ferocious beasts in the jade slips were It is the Guiyuan Sect that has no record.
When looking at the jade slips, Wang Lin gained a lot in terms of knowledge of ferocious beasts. Seeing that the other people had thrown away the jade slips, Wang Lin chose a ferocious beast named Yiyun and placed a bet of a hundred pieces of fairy jade. , handed the jade slip to Ouyang Long.
The gray-haired old man smiled slightly and said: "Today I want to see whose eyesight can win. There will be an answer to this matter later. Now I have three treasures here. I would like to let all fellow Taoists take a look. If there are any If you are interested, you may wish to make an offer." The old man said, and with a wave of his right hand, three crystal lights immediately flew out and floated in the air.
The first of these three items is a flying sword. The sword is crystal clear and cold, and there is a thread of blood flowing inside, which makes the flying sword embody an evil spirit out of thin air.
The second item is a piece of broken armor, which exudes the aura of vicissitudes of life, as if it has endured the eternity of time.
The third item was an elixir. This elixir was completely black and had no medicinal fragrance. Instead, there was a terrifying wave faintly coming from its interior, which made Wang Lin's gaze linger on it for a moment longer.
"The first thing is the blood crystal sword. This sword was made by killing nearly a thousand eighth-level ferocious beasts and taking all the blood as a sacrifice. When the sword was completed, I asked senior Dao Yezi to consecrate it. Its power doubled, especially its The blood line inside contains a strange poison. If you are injured by this sword, not only your body will be damaged, but your soul will also be poisoned and weakened."
"Senior Dao Yezi consecrated?" The beautiful young woman in the flowered coat called her right hand, and the blood crystal sword immediately flew down from her hand. After looking at it carefully for a few times, the beautiful young woman let go, and the flying sword returned. Half empty.
"This second object has a set of magical powers recorded on it, but it is relatively broken and cannot be cultivated. It is a pity. As for the third object, it depends on the eyesight of all fellow Taoists. If you want to exchange it, you should know my Rules, I only want fairy jade!" After the gray-haired old man finished speaking, he smiled and looked at everyone.
Except for Wang Lin and the wrinkled old woman in green who didn't move, the other four people summoned the three treasures to look at them one by one. The blood crystal sword was bought by the beautiful young woman. She sent a message to Cang for the specific cost. Pine nuts are unknown to outsiders.
As for the fragment, no one cares about it. Wang Lin looked as usual. He waved his right hand, and the fragment fell into his hand. His consciousness spread out, but the focus was not on the magical power inside it, but on quietly observing the material of the fragment.
This fragment looks like a bone, but if you look closely, it doesn't look like it. I can't help but ponder.
The middle-aged scribe held the black elixir in his hand, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. He showed hesitation, looked at the gray-haired old man, and said:
"Cangsongzi, I will give you five hundred immortal jade for this elixir!"
Cangsongzi shook his head and said slowly: "A hundred times!"
As soon as these words came out, the monks around them all stared at the elixir. These people were all old monsters from Sui Nirvana. They could not express their emotions or anger. Although they looked at each other, it was difficult for outsiders to see the clues in their expressions. .
The middle-aged scribe was silent for a moment and smiled dumbly. Hearing the price, he was convinced of his guess. Without saying a word, he put the elixir in his arms and nodded to Cangsongzi.
Cangsongzi smiled, his eyes fell on Wang Lin, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, have you taken a fancy to this thing?"
Wang Lin raised his head with hesitation on his face. He thought for a moment and said, "This thing is useless. I just like this kind of rare thing. I will give you a hundred immortal jade."
Cangsongzi pondered for a moment, waved his hand after a while, and said with a smile: "I didn't plan to sell this thing originally. I mainly wanted to see if you could recognize it. Since fellow Taoist friends like it, I'll give it to you."
Wang Lin clasped his fists in thanks and put away the fragments.
"I missed it before and didn't expect that this pill is really the Hunyuan Pill that can threaten the Nirvana monks. However, it is only one pill and the power is still not enough." The old man holding two spheres in his hand spoke slowly. .
As he spoke, the old man waved his right hand, and two items flew out and floated in the air.
A red feather, a bubble the size of a head. There is a beast soul in the bubble. Half of this soul has turned into a dragon shape, and half of its body has turned into mist. It is struggling and roaring in the bubble, trying to break out.
As soon as these two items were taken out, there was a sudden silence in the room. All eyes turned around. Wang Lin was shocked as he stared at the red feathers, but he hid it very well and did not reveal anything.
"The first object is suspected to be the Suzaku Feather of the past. Although it is difficult to tell whether it is true or false, the fire element on it is rare and rich. The second object, I don't need to say more, is a half-transformed mist of the twelfth-level ferocious beast. Soul. I don¡¯t have as many rules as Cangsongzi. If you want to exchange for it, you can do anything, as long as my heart moves." After the old man finished speaking, he looked at everyone without saying a word.
"What a pity, it's just a half-transformed beast What a pity!" Wu Qing looked at the beast in the bubble, shook his head and sighed.
"If it were a real mist-transforming beast, how could I sell it for sale?" The old man snorted coldly. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)sp; "The first object is suspected to be the Suzaku Feather of the past. Although it is difficult to tell whether it is true or false, the fire element on it is rare and rich. The second object, I don't need to say more, a half-fogged twelfth-level ominous The soul of the beast. I don¡¯t have as many rules as Cangsongzi. If you want to exchange it, you can do anything, as long as my heart moves." After the old man finished speaking, he looked at everyone without saying a word.
"What a pity, it's just a half-transformed beast What a pity!" Wu Qing looked at the beast in the bubble, shook his head and sighed.
"If it were a real mist-transforming beast, how could I sell it for sale?" The old man snorted coldly. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com