Ask the Mirror Chapter 78: Donghua Chaos Temporary Combination (3)
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When the conditions came out, a few of the monks in the audience didn't use their brains at all, and regardless of what the auctioneer said, they quoted the price first, but most people were still confused: "Related to Mrs. Huangquan? What does this mean?" ”
The auctioneer said: "It means..."
"Let me explain the meaning."
The low voice rang in everyone's ears, and all the monks turned their attention away. Only one person was seen walking from the back of the venue and walked onto the auction stage. Wherever they passed, no matter how crowded they were, all the monks consciously made way for them. From the auctioneer's point of view, the waves were breaking for a moment, which was truly spectacular.
The protective array arranged by Sui Xin Pavilion is very sensitive. According to the token on the person who sent the auction, it was determined that he was the current owner of the auction, and he was allowed to come up without any obstruction.
According to the rules of the auction, once the owner of the treasure that is bidding is willing to come on stage, the auctioneer will automatically step down and bow. It is a pity that the auctioneer did not let this rare treasure of heaven and earth be auctioned in his own hands. He offered a good price, but he would not violate the rules. He readily handed over control of the stage and walked off the stage.
Soon, the only person left on the auction stage was this mysterious figure who suddenly appeared to sell Xuanming True Water, facing the inquiring eyes of more than a hundred monks.
This man is covered in black robes, and his body shape and face cannot be discerned, but his movements are very legal, and he is calm and natural when facing the gaze of everyone, and does not reveal the slightest bit of energy, whether it is the cultivation of his mind or his true nature. Their abilities are all top-notch, and they must be very courageous if they dare to take the initiative to take the stage in the face of turbulent public sentiment.
No matter what the monks thought, the man stood still behind the auction table and continued in a low voice with no fluctuation:
"I am very interested in the magical artifacts, treasures, methods, and secrets related to Mrs. Huangquan. These things are often related to the magic door. Of course, I am more interested in her herself. As long as you can 'invite' her over ”
Telling jokes in plain language is more effective. The audience burst into laughter, but when the laughter faded, the man continued to speak, but there was no joke at all:
"If it is Mrs. Huangquan, it will definitely not be as much as a drop of Xuanming True Water. As for how much it can equal, ten drops, a hundred drops, a thousand drops? You can mention it, there is plenty of room for discussion."
"A thousand drops of Xuanming true water?" Some people in the audience shouted doubtfully, "It's not a thousand drops of ink, right?"
The laughter started, but it stopped suddenly.
I saw the man on the stage, a dark-colored water chain forming in his hand, flying in the air, making a whining sound. For a moment, the chill in the auction house was deep, and there was obviously a layer of defensive restrictions, but it couldn't be blocked. . Those in the audience with lower cultivation levels shuddered several times, and the chill penetrated to their bones.
For a moment, the monks near the stage huffed and backed away, and there was another burst of chaos.
The water chain quickly disappeared into the man's sleeve, and at this time, the monks in the audience were silent. The reason for their silence was not only their incredible wealth, but also their amazing strength.
That is indeed a water chain condensed from Xuanming True Water. Don’t mention the quantity. Just guessing the huge amount of mana required to control the water chain to fly is enough to make everyone present start again. Consider the level of cultivation of the person on the stage.
Someone murmured and cursed: "Damn it, isn't this some Immortal Immortal who bumped in?"
As the catastrophe of heaven and earth intensifies, the number of immortals who die in the catastrophe continues to rise. The strong men who previously dominated the true world are almost extinct. However, this is not to say that there are no exceptions. It is said that there are some big bosses who sit at the gate of the mountain. Those hiding in caves that are independent from the outside world, and those running around outside, all have their own goals that must be accomplished.
Smart people know that getting entangled with such people is simply seeking death.
In the auction house, the warm atmosphere turned cold. In fact, which monk in the auction house didn't have three or five so-called "Donghua Relics" on hand? But after they weighed it themselves, they also knew that taking it out would only make people laugh... No, they were afraid they would be seeking death.
So, when the person on the stage made his words clear, no one dared to speak out anymore - no matter how important the treasure is, it is not as important as life, right?
Although the man on the stage had his face covered, from the way his head moved, it was clear that his gaze was wandering and he scanned the monks in the field countless times. But the more he looked like this, the less anyone dared to stand up.
The atmosphere on and off the stage became colder and colder, as if the Xuanming True Water leaked out and unknowingly froze the auction house.
The most embarrassing thing about the situation was not the person delivering the photos, but Shen Wan and Rongchang who were observing the situation in front of and behind the stage.
Both of them are well versed in this, and they know that there is absolutely no reason for someone like the person on stage to have a firm and clear goal. Once the auction is over, the people in the audience will just give it up. Maybe he will take his anger out on Sui Xinge.
Suixin Pavilion is a behemoth. It is true that it is not afraid of just one or two immortals, but they are afraid of being so close!
While there was silence on and off the stage, Shen Wan was called backstage by the waiter.
At this time, the auction time has actually passed. According to the rules, Suixin Pavilion can declare the auction failed, but the auctioneer is just wiping his hands in a cold sweat. How can he dare to issue this order? He frequently raised his eyes to look at where Shen Wan was, but no one appeared there.
Just when the auctioneer was almost desperate to think that Shen Wan and others had run away for their lives when the situation was bad, an order came directly from the background:
Unsuccessful auction!
The auctioneer's eyes darkened and he almost fell to the ground. It was easy for the big shopkeeper to make the decision, but who else besides him came to the stage to announce it? If he doesn't do it right, he might be beaten into ice powder by the Xuanming True Water Chain... Just when he was struggling with fear, there was a slim figure walking out Yingying. It was the shopkeeper Shen Wan. She came directly to the stage Go up and announce calmly:
"No one bids after timeout, this auction will not proceed!"
No one breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became even tighter.
Shen Wan turned around at this time and looked at the person presenting the photo on the stage: "This Taoist brother, the priceless treasure is really difficult to estimate, and all the guests are also cautious and respectful. It is really a pity that this is the case... But this pavilion is very grateful to me. This treasure has some ideas, can you give me some help? ”
After saying this, Shen Wan felt a slight chill on her body, and was pierced by the sight of the visitor. When her heart was slightly tense, the person who sent the photo hummed and squeezed out two words. :
"Lead the way."
Shen Wan felt angry, and so did the monks in the audience. At some point, the auctioneer had created a dark cloud-like haze in the hearts of everyone, making everyone unable to breathe smoothly and the priorities of their moods all controlled by human hands, involuntarily.
The power is as strong as ever.