Pursuit of the Truth

"One million one million!"

"13 million!"

"Fifteen million!"

Because the price of this tripod is too high, there are not many buyers in this auction room. Only three people are asking for the price, one of which is the second son of the third room.

The other person is an elegant Tianzhu dream. It seems that this ten thousand yuan of stone coins is only a figure for her.

As for the last person who offered the price, it was a veteran who wore a fight. He could only see the white hair exposed outside, could not see its appearance, his voice was hoarse, sitting in the crowd, it was unremarkable, even from beginning to end. The number of bids was also very small. At this moment, the high price of 15 million yuan was suddenly shouted, which immediately caught the attention of people around.

Su Ming's brow wrinkled, and it was very emotional that the people who came to this auction site on the cold land had so many stone coins. Compared with these people, Su Ming shook his head, in his own pocket, if not counting It is really powerless to compete with these people.

"Five hundred gold stone coins, more than a hundred white, more than a thousand purple, these five million stone coins now seem, even the low price is not enough ..." Su Ming knows that he is somewhat miscalculated, actually from At the beginning of this auction, he realized that he thought that five million coins were a huge asset, but... it was unremarkable at this auction.

Therefore, there was a scene of getting 40 million coins before.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, staring at the floating in the auction space, Baizhang Dading, the eyes showed a fever, this thing no matter how he looked. It is all the waste that is needed to quench the stone.

Especially in those four weeks, Su Ming can faintly feel the existence of a hot air that does not melt into this illusory ocean. Obviously, it is covered by fiery heat for a long time, in line with the conditions of quenching.

"Thousands of seven million!" Tianzhu dream whispered softly, and the voice was soft and pleasant. The unique temperament that is displayed on her, so that people who look around her can not help but produce the bud of heart.

This is a woman who doesn't seem to belong to this world. She is elegant, indifferent, and exhaled. She sits there and can calm down, like her place, regardless of any field. It will naturally become her world.

Outsiders can only look far, but they can't get close. They are not indifference, but the separation between the two worlds.

"20 million!" In the third room, the voice of the second son was heard, and the voice was with a random, soft comparison with the dream of Tianzhu. It sounds different, but there is a very similar feeling in the heart.

Such as these two offer people, is in a world.

The old man with the fight is now silent, seemingly hesitating whether to continue to offer, in his silence. Su Ming Meng raised his head, and this is a must for him. This auction, he is coming for this trip.

"Twenty-three million!" Su Ming stood on the terrace and slowly heard the sound. With the spread of his voice, because he had created a great momentum before, at the moment, an opening suddenly attracted the attention of many people.

Tianzhu Meng raised his dagger and calmly glanced at Su Ming on the terrace of the No. 9 room. He was slightly indulged and no longer bidding.

In the third room, the second son flashed his eyes and looked at the tripod in the auction room. He looked at Su Ming in the No. 9 room and suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"He valued this thing..."

"Two sons, Ding-shaped treasures are rare, this thing if you get it, dedicated to the public, perhaps another magical effect." Tianmen Chen surnamed the old man, Shen Sheng said.

"Dedicated to the public?" The second son looked meditation.

At this moment in the auction house, due to the silence of the Tianzhu dream, the meditation of the second son made Su Ming fall into the quiet atmosphere after the price.

Su Ming’s heart is beating, he still can’t do it, but he’s nervous.

"Thirty million!" A hoarse voice suddenly began, and with the appearance of its sound, the atmosphere of this auction site suddenly made a suffocating violent.

Su Ming glanced away and saw the person who offered the price. This person was the old man with the fight.

"Four million!" Su Ming bite his teeth, not too hesitant, and suddenly opened his mouth.

At the same time as the price of 40 million, the auction site has won a fortune, 40 million. This is definitely not a small amount, although it has not been seen before, but in fact it is either one hundred million or not. It took tens of millions of people to buy it by Haidong Zong, which is a drama for many people.

But now it is not, this is a real auction, in this environment, the price of 40 million is enough to make countless people breathe.

"41 million." The old man of the fight has never looked up. After Su Ming shouted the price, he spoke.

"45 million!" Su Ming silent for a moment, once again said the price, this is his all the stone coins, is his limit, if the old man continues, Su Ming only launched another method.

The old man with the fight, after thinking about a few moments, open again.

"Fifty million!"

Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened again, his eyes were calm. He did not go to see the old man with the fight, but looked at the wild dung floating in the air. The light of the years seems to be on it, bearing the vicissitudes of the ages.

After the price of 50 million was opened by the old man with the fight, there was no other sound in the auction hall except for the heavy breathing. This price is not the leisurely generation, even the sea in the eighth room. The elders of Dongzong, with their cultivation and status, have spent countless years in order to accumulate wealth that slightly exceeds this price.

At the time of Su Ming’s silence, when the people at the auction site waited for Su Ming to offer the price, the door of Room 9 where Su Ming was located was gently ringed.

Su Ming did not look back. The car drove calmly. A man in a black robe stood outside the door. The man had a white mask on his face and gave a fist to Su Ming in the room. He put down a white one. The storage bag turned and left.

From beginning to end, the person did not say anything.

The car frowned, picked up the storage bag and returned to Su Ming's side, only when he saw a dream word embroidered on the storage bag, as if he understood something, handed it to Su Ming.

After Su Ming took over, he looked at the dream word on the storage bag. After a moment of silence, the gods swept in the bag.

"60 million!" Su Ming's knowledge recovered a moment, and opened his price to the auction house!

When the price came out, it immediately caused the sound of humming, and the price of 60 million was not available to many people in their lifetime.

The old man with the fight was shocked, slowly raised his head and looked at the terrace of the ninth room. After Su Ming’s figure, he no longer offered the price.

Waiting for a while, the voice of the blue-haired old man echoed in the auction.

"This tripod, with a price of 60 million, belongs to the people of the 9th room! Today's auction is over, tomorrow morning will continue, the old man can reveal in advance, tomorrow's auction, there will be more rare treasures appear !"

The blue-haired old man said, his right hand raised his big sleeves, and suddenly the sea dragon roared beside him, and a piece of ripples spread toward the surrounding, and the illusory deep sea gradually disappeared. The night and the moon in the sky, and the falling snow.

In the auction hall, as the illusory deep sea dissipated, a fresh cold whistling, people gradually got up and went back to their respective homes, waiting for the arrival of dawn.

Su Ming also left, the car followed behind him, the two went out of the ninth room and returned to the residence on the edge of the tribe.

Not long after I came back, there was a Haidong Zong disciple coming, and Su Ming sent the huge wasteland, and at the same time took away enough stone coins.

The size of this tripod is placed outside the tent of Su Ming, Su Ming stands beside the Ding, the car is guarded in the distance, but there are still many people outside their tents, looking at it, that look Some of them are not good.

This trip is too big, Su Ming tried to put it into the storage bag, but could not do it.

Haidong Zong naturally will not care about how Su Ming took this trip away. Even the more than ten people who took this trip are not far away. If Su Ming can’t take this trip away, he will It was left outside for a night and the event would make a big joke.

Su Ming stood beside the huge Ding, so close, he could even feel the vicissitudes of the Ding, this thing is like an old man, has experienced the changes of the times, and may have experienced many masters. .

Raise his hand and press it on this huge tripod. Su Ming’s eyes are closed, his gods are scattered along his hands, and they are integrated into the tripod. In the moment when his gods enter this trip, Su Ming’s body is fierce. A trembling.

A huge force suddenly rebounded from this tripod, and went straight to Su Ming’s knowledge. It was like destruction. If the flood was angry, it would be submerged by Su Ming’s gods. All this happened too fast, and the power of rebound In an instant, it was just the moment of touching Su Ming’s invisible god.

"Hey... Hey... Quenching..." Su Ming whispered a few words from the mouth of the mouth. This word was not heard by outsiders. Su Ming just had a slight opening of his lips. This is his memory, the first step. When I entered the singular space of the method of quenching the stone, I saw the pattern of the tripod, and the method obtained in the brain.

This is the first time he has used it since he got it. The simple three syllables, but the power contained in it, is something that Su Ming can't understand. In the moment when the first word is spoken by him, he clearly feels the flesh and blood in the body, like this syllable. The implied power is pumped away and flows into this huge tripod along his right hand.

When the second syllable is spoken, the bones in Su Ming seem to have friction, or friction, but a vibration of the whole body bones. Under this vibration, the sound outside the body is faintly heard. This is the sound of "珢". (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation.)

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