There are many things in the past two days, graduation defense or something, and I have to take care of my brother's college entrance examination in two days, so I can only try to ensure that there is a double shift a day.
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"It's not good, it's actually the East Pole Ancestor of the Canglang Sect!"
Lyra Ancestor's expression changed, and his hands instantly pinched out the twelve spells, but before he could type out the spell in his hand, the black-cloaked cloak's divine thought had already broken through the prohibition of attic No. 24, and then the prohibition previously laid down by Lyra Ancestor also began to collapse.
"Stop!"
"Who is Your Excellency, who dares to run wild in this venue!"
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The order in the auction hall became chaotic due to the sudden outbreak of the black-cloaked old man, and the Faxiang Ancestor who was hiding in the shadows to maintain order never expected that the person who would attack on the spot would actually be a monk in the middle stage of the Dharma Phase, whose cultivation was not below them, but he didn't have time to stop it for a while.
However, just as the other party's divine thought was about to break through into the attic, the black-clad cloaked ancestor suddenly snorted, his body suddenly began to shake violently, as if he was suffering from great pain, and at the same time had just destroyed the other three attics, seeing that the identities of everyone in the four attics were about to be exposed, the black-clad cloaked monk's divine thoughts actually retreated violently like a tide.
At this time, there were seven or eight consecutive auras in the venue that were not weaker than the black-clothed masked monks just now, and the black-clothed masked monks and the green mist masked monks who suddenly stood up were firmly locked there, as long as the two of them made further moves, these ancestors of the various factions of the Phantom City hidden in the shadows would take action to suppress them.
For a while, everyone in the venue was in danger, especially the monks who were close to the black-clothed masked monk, most of them were shocked by his sudden explosion of divine thoughts just now and bleeding from their mouths and noses, and suffered from the fish in the pond.
The black-clothed face-covering ancestor suddenly stretched out his hand to stop the Qingwu monk, and said, "Don't move, they are ready, it's too late now."
The green mist masking monk raised his head, as if looking at the attics No. 7, No. 17, No. 24, and No. 33 floating in the sky, even though his face was covered by green mist, Lu Ping and others seemed to be able to detect his sharp and angry gaze.
The black-clothed masked monk said coldly: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that the monk in the attic of No. 24 actually had the existence of Hua Nian San, but I don't know when the untold secret of the Lu family in China will reach your sect?"
The attic of No. 24 became the focus of attention at the venue for a while because of the words of the black-clothed monk who covered his face, but the reputation of Hua Nian San made many curious monks dispel the idea of prying eyes, and those who had never heard of Hua Nian San saw that even the middle ancestor of the Dharma Phase had suffered, so naturally he would not ask for trouble.
In the attic, Lu Ping's face was as heavy as water, and he did not have the slightest joy that could shade the middle stage of the Dharma Phase, the words of the black-clothed monk who covered his face were obviously borrowing a knife to kill, but fortunately, the various factions were random when they teleported into the attic, and only then did they rely on Lu Ping's deterrence to disperse their thoughts, and the monks who were snooping on their intentions would also be silenced, so they didn't have to worry about being discovered by others as the identity of the True Spirit Sect.
Tianqin Ancestor typed out the seal technique that had changed the twelve mudras, and re-arranged a more sophisticated prohibition outside the attic to prevent others from prying eyes, but the deterrence of Hua Nian San was already great enough.
In a corner of the auction venue, two monks stared at attic No. 24 with bright eyes, and after a long time, Liao Runjia next to him secretly transmitted a voice to the monk next to him and asked: "Brother Runjian, when did our family's Hua Nian Sandan formula leak the secret?"
The monk next to him looked solemn, but said with some hesitation: "The Hua Nian San family has also sent a few bottles out, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will not flow overseas, if it is really the Pill Fang leaked, then it should be Peng Shiyuan of the Crystal Palace, I didn't expect that this person even stole the Pill Formula of Hua Nian San, I don't know how many secrets of the family have been obtained by him. Could it be that in the attic of No. 24 is the monk of the Crystal Palace?"
Liao Runjia was also a little unsure, and thought for a while and said: "It may also be the Xuanling Sect, after all, Peng Shiyuan was ordered to go to Beihai at that time, and now the Xuanling Sect and the Crystal Palace are fighting fiercely.
The monk next to him looked at the four attics in the sky and said, "The key to the problem may be in the 'water sword', those four attics obviously take turns raising the price, every time after the monk in black and the monk Qingwu bid, obviously what these four attics care about is not the water sword, but the calculation that these two people are bound to win the water sword, so they formed a tacit understanding to bid in turn, obviously they don't want those two to get this water sword easily, as long as they figure out the origin of this water sword, Then the heels of these two people are also clear, so the identities of the four attics in the air can probably be guessed."
A faint voice came from which direction of the auction hall, and said to the monk in black and the monk Qingwu: "If you two still want that fine water sword, it is better to abide by the rules of this venue, the two of you are also people with great status no matter what you say, this time the Phantom City will give you two face, if there is another time, you two don't have to leave this Phantom City."
The late ancestor of the Dharma phase!
In this auction hall, there was actually an ancestor from the late stage of the Dharma phase!
"Hmph!"
The black-clothed masked monk snorted coldly, but this time he didn't use the power of his divine thoughts, and then sat down in his seat and coldly quoted again: "Fourteen hundred high-grade spirit stones!"
Seeing this, the Qingmisu monk also sat back, but he tilted his head slightly, as if he was looking coldly at the four attics floating in the sky, and the hundreds of monks in the venue that had restored order also looked at the four attics that had taken turns to quote before.
In the attic of No. 24, Tianqin Ancestor's face changed, but he didn't say a word, and the other three attics did not make an offer, but Dong Ancestor on the stage smiled "hehe" and said, "Since no one has made another offer, this water sword belongs to this Taoist."
A waiter in the early stages of alchemy forging was holding a wooden plate in his hand, and the black-clothed monk threw a storage bag from the wooden plate.
The black-clothed monk snorted coldly again, pointing to the Qingwu monk sitting not far from him, the waiter looked at Dong Laozu on the stage, Dong Laozu nodded inexplicably, and the waiter walked towards Qingwu Monk.
Monk Qingwu looked back at the monk in black, as if he was a little helpless, and also threw a storage bag into the wooden plate, and the waiter saluted the two of them slightly, and sent the wooden plate to Ancestor Dong.
Dong Laozu put the water sword into the wooden plate, and after the waiter sent the water sword, he hesitated again, but this time the Qingwu monk took the initiative to point at the black-clothed monk, and the waiter sent the water sword to the black-clothed monk.
Tianqin Ancestor saw that the water sword was in the hands of the monk in the black cloak, and his expression calmed down, and he said: "It seems that the two factions are really united, the Canglang Sect is the East Pole Ancestor, then the other monk with the green mist covering his face should be the Dongyi Ancestor of the Canghai Sect."
These two Lu Ping knew, or the monks with some achievements in Beihai, knew that the Eastern Pole Ancestor was the only mid-Dharma phase cultivator of the Canglang Sect, and the other Dongyi Ancestor was also the only mid-Dharma Phase Ancestor of the Canghai Sect, these two were both famous beings in the Beihai cultivation world.
Although the Canghai Sect only has one mid-stage Dharma Phase Ancestor and two early Dharma Phase Ancestors, the Canghai Sect is an ally of the True Spirit Sect, and has received help from the True Spirit Sect, so that one of the monks in the early stage of the Dharma Phase has the peak cultivation of the early stage of the Dharma Phase, and there is only one step left before the advanced middle stage of the Dharma Phase.
Once these two factions unite, the two mid-stage Dharma Phase Ancestors plus five Dharma Phase Early Ancestors, a total of seven Ancestors, their strength has already surpassed Shisha Pavilion and Sea Flame Gate, and they are close to the Xuanling Sect, and the pattern of the Beihai Cultivation Realm will be changed suddenly.
Tianqin Ancestor seemed to suddenly think of something, glanced at Lu Ping, and said to everyone: "The matter of Hua Nian Dan ends here, the strength of the Lu family in Middle-earth is not under this sect, but the Lu family is an alchemy family, and the hidden power in the cultivation world in Middle-earth is far from being comparable to this sect."
In the venue, Dong Laozu had already taken out something again and began to introduce, this was actually a kind of spirit demon thing, called "Feng Xing", a total of three, but it aroused a lot of interest in Lu Ping, after the spirit demon thing was refined into an elixir, it had a great effect on the monk to exercise the strength of the body, and the bone forging pill that Lu Ping got from the Liao family was one of them.
However, without waiting for Lu Ping to bid, the Lyra Ancestor on the side had already raised the price to five hundred high-grade spirit stones, Lu Ping thought about it but did not bid again, because he had already noticed that after Feng Xing started bidding, almost in an instant, almost half of the forty attics had bid one after another, and the auction hall included the East Pole Ancestor in the black cloak and the Dongyi Ancestor with the green mist covering his face, several monks who were suspected of being in the Dharma phase also bid one after another, and the price of the three Feng Xing instantly rose from the reserve price of three hundred high-grade spirit stones to four hundred, It exceeded five hundred, and directly reached six hundred high-grade spirit stones.
Lu Ping patted his chest without a trace, and coughed slightly, there was a small house made of gold hanging under his neck, and there were ten huge spirit demon peaches on the spirit demon peach tree in the golden house, and the value of each one was not below the wind apricot.
Lyra Ancestor gave up when the price of Feng Xing exceeded seven hundred high-grade spirit stones, but in the end, these three wind apricots were auctioned by the fourth attic at the price of eight hundred high-grade spirit stones.
After the auction of the three wind apricots was over, Dong Laozu finally took out a high-grade heaven and earth spiritual object, the entire auction hall suddenly fell silent, and the appetizers of the Phantom City auction conference were finally finished.