Opening Auction Desolate Ancient Sacred Body

With the end of the handover, there was a little silence in the auction hall.

But this kind of emotion was quickly provoked by Ya Fei, who could easily interrupt people's thoughts with a frown and a smile, her beautiful eyes blinked slightly, with a lot of charm, she said with a light smile:

"The first item is over, and there is a second item, which is also the last item in this luck auction!"

Wang Xiaoteng, son of the Wang family, Su Yanran, Holy Maiden, and son of the Fang family, the eyes of these heavenly talents brightened up instantly.

Only the heavenly Martial Saint didn't know what it was like, and felt a little lost.

But that kind of emotion can't be explained clearly, as if I lost something, and I feel that I may gain more.

"The second thing is no longer with me!" Heavenly Martial Saint said in a complicated heart.

No matter what the second heaven-defying thing is, it has nothing to do with him, and he will not bid again.

hum...

The second item fell from the sky, and Jing floated in front of the auction stage.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on it, and they could see the mysterious chaotic energy dissipating little by little, revealing the golden characters, which could not be covered even by the thin Immortal Qi.

rune?

Could it be the scriptures?

Wisps of sunlight faded away, and it only took a moment to reveal the main body.

A classic, every page is yellowed and withered. After years of passage, it has long since obliterated this extremely bright and sacred dharma paper, leaving behind a rune that cannot be erased by time, even after tens of thousands of years. As eternal, always bright.

"What's this?"

Young Master Fang's eyes widened. He had never seen such an old and ancient dharma paper, and he couldn't imagine that the dharma paper was eroded and obliterated by the years, but the rune that carried it was eternal.

"Immortal... Sutra!"

The ragged man in another place suddenly stood up, his vicissitudes of life pupils shone with incomparable light and scorching heat, fixedly staring at the beating rune.

Others don't know, how could he not know?

The sixth generation is the king, and the slaps of the emperors he met are too many to count.

The Immortal of the Emperor also had contact.

These ancient classics are out-and-out fairy scriptures and fairy texts, but the time is too long, the people in this universe have long been forgotten and indifferent, and there are probably not many people who can recognize them.

The old man of Nine Heavens Jianhe also had confusion in his eyes, obviously even he hadn't recognized the origin of this thing.

Not to mention the owner of the Zhongzhou Sword Palace, he only half-understands.

"Xianjing!"

Yafei's beautiful eyes were wide open, looking at the ancient classics in front of her, she just felt a long river of time floating in front of her, and it was hard to describe it in terms of time to feel the moonlight of these classics.

"Immortal scriptures!"

"There is a kind of fairy law recorded in it, which is unbearable for those who are not very lucky. Even if you want to observe and learn, you need to have enough capital, otherwise you are not only tarnishing, but also backlashing yourself. If you want to bid, please think carefully!"

Su Yu's voice came slowly.

for a while,

Penglai Saint Lord, Master of Sword Palace, and Beisha fellow daoist all had red eyes.

Immortal scriptures!

Who dares to imagine?

Even Xu Yan, the first person in Zhongzhou, the owner of the Sword Palace, and the old man of Nine Heavens Jianhe couldn't believe it.

At this moment, they can't wait to participate in the competition and take this immortal scripture into their pockets at all costs.

Even if you can only realize a little bit, it will be a great Good Fortune.

Unfortunately, they are not eligible.

...

Another auction house.

The young master of the Fang family stared at him with a pair of red and phoenix eyes.

There is only one thought in my heart, if I take down this scripture, I will be eligible to enter the ancestral land even if I am abolished, and will be sacrificed by the family after death.

The patriarch of the young elf clan was also short of breath. He had a hunch that if he took this scripture, his stele after sitting down could even stand shoulder to shoulder with the ancestor, and his deeds would also be recorded in the history of the elf clan.

Lord Martial Saint suddenly felt that the Sensing Dao in his hand was no longer fragrant. He stared at the immortal scripture in front of him and muttered to himself:

"If I take it, will I be able to shit on the head of Saint Lord?"

Wang Xiaoteng, son of the Wang family, looked at the luck points on the token, and suddenly fell into hesitation. Is ten years of luck not enough?

He turned his head and looked, he was not the only one from the Wang family who entered here.

It's just that this is not a holy stone.

Luck cannot be borrowed, so if you want to bid, you can only bite the bullet and fight.

Li Futu, the lord of Yanshen Palace, took a deep breath and said:

"Master, can I go to another auction venue?

Not only him.

The Saint Lord of Penglai, the lord of the Formation Palace, and the lord of the Martial Dao Palace are also extremely hot-eyed.

"No!" Su Yu said indifferently.

This is to give these young people a chance to reap a wave of luck by the way. Isn't it the same as the previous rules when these people pass by?

Everyone sighed, even though they knew it was impossible, they still refused so simply.

"The starting price is 100,000 luck points!"

"Each increase must not be less than one thousand!"

"Start now!"

"Boom!"

With the sound of the auction hammer falling.

Announcing the official start of the auction.

"Two hundred thousand luck points!"

"Three hundred thousand luck points!"

"400,000 luck points!"

Wang Xiaoteng did not participate in the bidding, his eyes were full of strange colors, and he immersed his mind in the ancient runes, trying to observe some clues, and even trying to see if he could write them down.

"It's too esoteric to do it at all!"

It was not only him who was also thinking about this, but there were also saint-level figures, as well as the Penglai Saint Lord and others who were looking from a distance. The first thought was to remember these immortal scriptures, and they were completely forgotten as soon as their minds changed.

I even tried to record it with a pen, but the rune itself seems to contain the truth, as if it is not in the Five Elements, not in the avenue, no matter what material it is, it cannot bear the words of the fairy scriptures.

Even the old man from Nine Heavens Jianhe took out the extremely rare starry sky mother gold and tried to leave a mark on it, but there was enough material, but he found that the word could not be engraved at all.

Can't help showing a bit of despair and helplessness:

"This is simply an opportunity for these young people, and we missed it!"

"boom!"

unexpected.

The golden celestial sutra suddenly burst into incomparable Sacred brilliance, attracting flowers from the sky, golden lotuses from the ground, and a green lotus swaying in the chaos, which is a vision of all kinds.

"What happened?" They were shocked

"Someone who understands this fairy scripture can resonate with it!"

hum!

There is also an ancient and holy Buddha with a golden body, one-handed man standing upright with compassion, the pair of earlobes are huge, and the back of the head is accompanied by a light wheel, as if the real Buddha is present, appearing on the fairy scriptures,

This moment.

Chu Chan Venerable's pupils contracted. He is already a strong Buddhist, and his heart trembled when he saw this situation:

"Could it be that this celestial scripture is the supreme scripture of my Buddhism, but it was passed out because of an accident?" It was inevitable that he would imagine that it was the figure of Buddha and Dao in the fairyland that caught his attention, and said one after another:

"Is there someone from my Buddhism auctioned at that place?

"Amitābha, yes!" said the Lord Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple.

"Take it at all costs, I have a reward, a big reward, even if it's accepted as a Closed Door Training disciple!"

Chu Chan Venerable couldn't express his emotions, he wanted to shout loudly so that people in the other direction could hear him.

It's just that there is a layer of isolation in the mist, no matter how loudly they call, no matter how shocking they are, they can't feel a little movement.

Daozi Wang Xiaoteng opened his eyes leisurely, there was horror under those black eyeballs, golden runes appeared all over his body, and a faint blue lotus emerged, breaking through the ground from the chaotic space, rising from the ground and penetrating the void, horizontally Hold up three thousand worlds.

The lotus seeds and leaves of Qinglian are different, but there is the Supreme Dao lingering on it, and you can vaguely see ancient sages sitting cross-legged on it, reciting Taoism softly.

"hiss!"

In the same box, other members of the Wang family looked at this scene in shock. This scene was clearly the same as the guide image next to the fairy scripture outside, so the vision was more complete.

"Could it be because of Brother Xiaoteng?"

They secretly guessed.

Wang Xiaoteng took a deep breath and stared at the fairy scripture with deep eyes. From above, he saw shining runes followed by rich Immortal Qi, there were fairy palaces and palaces, and there were fairy birds dancing high.

The most frightening thing is that there is a stalwart and ancient god sitting there cross-legged, as if it has existed there since ancient times, and there are Immortal Qi lingering figures under him, sitting cross-legged like students.

The ancient Immortal King figure kept chanting, and it turned into the thousands of runes in front of him, remaining in the sky forever, and being eroded by Fayue and Immortal!

this moment.

No one dared to say that he could see more clearly than Wang Xiaoteng, and no one understood the value of this fairy scripture better than him, but what shocked him the most was that he had only resonated with a strand of the scripture.

That is to say, he didn't even resonate with one ten-thousandth of the above but had this scene. If he studied it thoroughly, how powerful this scripture would be, he didn't dare to think about it, it was too scary!

"One million luck points!"

"1.3 million luck points!"

"One and a half million luck points!"

Bidding continues.

But at this time, Wang Xiaoteng felt like laughing. With this little luck point, he tried to win the scriptures of immortality?

This is simply an insult to this supreme scripture!

"Brother Xiaoteng!"

"Are we going to compete?"

Wang Xiaoteng shook his head lightly. The more he knew the value of this fairy scripture, the less he dared to speak easily. Instead, he looked at the fierce contention below and said:

"Let them fight for a while!"

I don't know

The lord of Yanshen Palace, the lord of Liuli Palace, and the patriarch of the elves, all of them had veins on their foreheads, as if they had been spayed with chicken blood, as if they were competing with each other, they roared in a low and suppressed voice:

"Arguing, arguing, what the hell are you arguing for!"

"Boom!"

"Damn brat, what the hell are you doing without competing? Going to the theater?"

The Lord Martial Saint sighed softly, as long as the second fetish is more heaven-defying than the first one with the naked eye, if it is a pity, he naturally wants the Holy Son to compete.

Just competed for the last one, and there was no energy left.

"Two million luck points!"

"2.3 million luck points!"

"Two and a half million luck points!"

"2.7 million luck points!"

The competition continues.

It quickly reached a point where ordinary young people couldn't compete.

Three million luck points is enough to kill most people, even if they still have the heart to compete, they still feel powerless.

"three million!"

The new Buddha disciple of Daleiyin Temple said.

He sat cross-legged in the room quietly, eyes half-closed, as if he had entered a half-sensing dao and half-awake state, but there was a Buddha's light gradually shining all over his body, heading straight into the sky.

But it was blocked by the VIP room, even so, outsiders could still see the dazzling Buddha light in his room.

"What a strong Buddha's light!"

"Is the Buddha Sensing Dao?"

"Is the Buddha Tiger Shadow in the scriptures related to him?"

People kept murmuring that there was too much movement in the VIP room of the Buddha. A huge golden body of ancient Buddha was condensed and born, and the Buddha's radiance was overwhelming.

The Primordial Venerable, with bright eyes, said, "Amitābha, who is this?"

"Daleiyin Temple's new disciple, Huang Zhong!"

"Good, good!"

"This son has a predestined relationship with the poor monk!"

First Cicada Venerable smiles.

"Four million!" The heavenly Martial Saint stared at the fairyland with both the vision of immortality and the vision of Buddhism.

Too extraordinary, even if you just won a fetish. Still hoping to fight again.

Huang Zhong, the disciple of the Buddha, seemed to look at him indifferently, and said calmly: "Five million luck points!"

well!

Heaven Martial Saint sighs.

If there is no Sensing Dao bank, maybe I can still fight for it, but it seems that there is really no chance at the moment.

Tian Martial Saint Lord and Tian Wu Da Elder both had gratified smiles on their faces, and said to each other:

"The Holy Son has a heart, even if you miss it like this, it's okay, the only Holy Son will be unshakable!"

"Five and a half million!"

"Five million and six hundred thousand!"

"Five million and seven hundred thousand!"

The son of the Fang family, the Holy Maiden of the Liuli Palace, and the young head of the elf clan also participated in the competition.

"Six million!" Buddha disciple Huang Zhong said leisurely.

"Six and a half million!"

"Six hundred and seventy thousand!"

"Six hundred and eighty thousand!"

This time Huang Zhong didn't speak again, maybe it was because the Buddha's light on his body was more blazing, he had some comprehension in the fairy scriptures, or he was preparing to wait for one blow to determine the outcome, but he didn't speak for a long time.

But the price is also constantly soaring.

Su Yanran, the Holy Maiden of Goddess Palace, couldn't hold back and joined the battle group.

As soon as he came up, he mentioned more than one million points of luck, and suddenly mentioned eight million points of luck, which made the auction in the field regain their sanity slightly, and soon fell into a fight again.

This celestial scripture is so precious that no one wants to give it up.

8.9 million!

Nine million!

Nine million one hundred thousand!

Wang Xiaoteng frowned in the VIP room. The current amount has completely exceeded expectations. If the competition continues like this, it may be worthless, or even 20 or 30 years of luck. He couldn't help but say indifferently:

"Ten million points of luck!"

The Holy Maiden Su Yanran of the Goddess Palace, the Holy Maiden of the Liuli Palace, and the Fang family have really regained their senses, realizing that they have already auctioned off ten years of luck invisibly, and if they continue to bid, it may take twenty years. Even thirty years of luck.

For a moment, the young patriarch of the elves hesitated.

Thirty years of luck in exchange for this fairy scripture is naturally profitable, but he doesn't want to pay, even if he can be tied with the ancestor after death, he is not reconciled!

He feels that as long as he grows steadily, he may not be unable to surpass his ancestors, and there is no need to do this self-destructive thing.

Therefore, in silence, he said: "Twelve million luck points!"

This is his limit!

Twelve years of luck, if you win it, you win it...

"Thirteen million!"

Su Yanran opened her mouth to shatter his fantasy, leaving the head of the elf clan in a daze.

Their lips squirmed to compete, but they felt the fiery eyes of the other Little Brothers in the VIP room, all of them staring eagerly, eager to pay for themselves.

He also seemed to understand what they meant.

As long as you get this immortal scripture, surpass yourself and replace it!

For a while, he completely calmed down.

"Dage, you can't give up this scripture. Immortal scriptures are rare in the world. If you miss this opportunity, you will never have it again in your lifetime!" The cousin of the young patriarch of the elf clan was sincere.

"Yeah, Dage, we can't miss this opportunity. Think about why our elves want to hide from the world? Why can't we be as high as the dragon's nest and the sword palace? It's because of the lack of town treasures!

This is definitely the supreme fairy scripture. If it is sold successfully, it will replace the Sword Palace within thirty years! "

"That's right, brother, if you get this immortal scripture, you will be at the level of our ancestors in the elves, who will be disrespectful to you in the future!"

Several cousins ​​of the young patriarch of the elf clan spoke one after another, each one with a sincere face and the kind who devoted himself to the family.

"oh?"

"Yeah?"

"Is this scripture so precious?"

The patriarch of the elves said:

"Since it is so precious, then I will give this opportunity to you. Although your luck points are worse than mine, isn't it still there? They consume ten years of luck, and you can spend twenty years, thirty years Years of luck, are you afraid that you can't compete with them? The power should be given to the family, come on!"

Immediately, the atmosphere in the VIP room turned cold, and the eyes they looked at each other were full of indifference, and the sincerity and concern before disappeared instantly.

All of them looked at each other warily and coldly.

Even Su Yu's eyes revealed a strange look when he brushed it away, and his expression was weird. At this time, the competition without concerted efforts is fine, and there is still a mood for internal fighting. I have to say that it is really amazing for this elf family to survive until now strangeness.

………

Three hundred and twenty million!

13.3 million!

Thirteen and a half million!

The same infighting is not just a family of elves.

Those Sects are also falling into this situation. If their elders come, they may be able to be selfless and willing to sacrifice everything for the Sect family.

But each of these juniors has a bright future, and everyone dreams of the day when they reach the top.

Even if they are willing to do their best, how many of them are willing to do their best?