Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 500

"Please?" Mo Juren looked slightly surprised, but suddenly guessed something, and then said with a smile,
"Let's talk about what it is first. Besides, your attitude is not right. Since you are asking for help, you should at least be sincere."

"Sincerely, your size!" Lian Feihua understood, this guy must have seen his own thoughts and deliberately teased him.She was too lazy to go around in circles with the other party, and asked directly,

"There are a few items here that I need, but the price may exceed the budget. If it is not enough by then, I need your help to fill it up first, and find someone to return it to you after the auction is over."

"Borrowing a spirit stone?" Mo Juren showed a sudden look at the right time, and said again,
"Yes, the most important thing I lack is the spirit stone. But I can't borrow it for nothing, I have to show some sincerity."

"What kind of sincerity do you want?" Lian Feihua raised her eyebrows and stared straight at the other party.

"Going shopping with you these few days, my back is sore and my legs are sore. Why don't you squeeze it for me?" Mo Juren blinked.

"Squeeze your legs..." Hearing the other party's request, Lian Feihua immediately raised a long voice, then slowly got up and walked to the other party's side, asking with a half-smile,
"I don't know where Master Mo wants me to pinch first?"

"Let's beat your shoulders first." Mo Juren patted himself on the shoulder.

"Okay!" Lian Feihua smiled sweetly and did not refute, then walked behind the other party and raised her hands.However, in the next moment, he was directly 'furious', and the white jade fist slammed at the opponent like money, and he scolded repeatedly,
"Smash you to death, you bastard, you actually put me under the command of others. My father has never done such an excessive thing since I was a child..."

Lian Feihua was really 'angry', knowing that the opponent was rough and thick, so she used all her strength without any scruples, her fists glowed with a layer of fiery red aura, and hit the opponent's shoulders with a muffled sound like a drum ring.

Unexpectedly, she still underestimated the strength of the opponent's physical body and smashed desperately for a long time, but in the end, he didn't even frown, but instead showed a very useful expression.

"Not bad, not bad, use more force! I can't tell, you still have two brushes..." Mo Juren commented with satisfaction, and even took the tea from Han Yunzhi, and drank it leisurely up.

Lian Feihua was about to be blown out of anger, and co-authored himself to spend a long time doing all the futile work.Such a violent beating was of no avail at all, but actually served the other party for a while.

"Bastard!" Lian Feihua didn't want to waste any more energy, she immediately put away her fists, walked a few steps to Han Yunzhi's side and shook her arms while holding her,

"Yunzhi, you don't care about him, you just know how to bully me."

"I can't control it." Han Yunzhi giggled and said again,

"However, sister Lian, you are in a daze. Since you are short of spirit stones, why didn't you ask me? You went to look for Brother Mo, and you got tricked by him instead."

"Ah..." Hearing these words, Lian Feihua was taken aback for a moment before realizing it.That's right, Mo Juren is certainly rich, but the good sister around him is also a proper little rich woman, how can I be so confused and refuse to take the easy way, but I want to give up what is easy to find and find that hateful guy hard? Isn't it 'self-defeating'?
Thinking about "hammering shoulders" for the other party just now, I feel ashamed and angry, but also aggrieved, but the embarrassing thing has already been done, and it is too late to regret it.

Pressing his heaving chest, he forced himself to calm down, but he could only stare at someone fiercely, ignored him, turned his head to Han Yunzhi and said again,
"The kinds of items I need are already worth a lot, and with the competition, I don't know how many times the final price will be doubled. The spirit stone in your hand..."

"Don't worry, it's enough for you." Han Yunzhi smiled softly, but her words revealed great confidence.This can't help but make Lian Feihua slightly surprised, it seems that she has far underestimated the other party.

After talking and joking, it wasn't boring. Before I knew it, about half an hour had passed, and it was finally time for the auction to start.

The three of them did not continue to stay in the room, but put on their masks again and went straight out of the room, and then walked towards the slightly protruding stand in front of them.

There were also tables and chairs there, and after the three of them sat down, they looked around.

Different from before, the hall at this time was already very lively, especially below, the occupancy rate exceeded an astonishing [-]%, and there were hundreds of alchemy stage monks.

There are also quite a few Nascent Soul stage powerhouses in the corridor on the second floor, more than 80 to [-] people just appeared on the stands, and some are still in the room.

Mo Juren guessed in his heart that the reason why so many people came to this auction may have something to do with him.After all, the appearance of the Ten Thousand Years Elixir will inevitably attract countless strong people, and it is normal for them all to gather at this moment.

Of course, one of the reasons is that today's lot is precious enough.For this big auction, the Nine Heavens Merchant Alliance has also spent a lot of money. The treasures prepared are not only large in number, but each one is extremely precious.

He looked carefully at the stands for a while, and unexpectedly, he did not see the figures of the two girls, but Wang Tiangu and the three, because the former was not wearing a mask, and he instantly recognized them.

After all, it was a regular auction, and there were not so many contraband items, so only half of the Nascent Soul stage powerhouses on the stands wore masks, and most of them showed their true colors.

This includes Patriarch Xuanyuan. Firstly, Yuanying's mid-stage peak strength has enough confidence, and secondly, his lifespan is short, so he doesn't care about many things anymore, and he doesn't bother to hide it.

Dongmen Tu and Han Zhuo are also there, this is the news that Mo Juren has already received, unfortunately, at this moment, they can't be seen, presumably they are hiding somewhere.

"Om..."

Just at this time, a melodious bell sounded suddenly, and there seemed to be some kind of strange power in the sound, which made the noisy hall instantly quiet down.

Everyone was attracted by the sound of the bell, and their eyes turned to the high platform in the center of the hall. With a crisp crackling sound, a giant khaki bell with a height of five feet rose slowly and appeared in front of everyone. In sight.

Next to the giant clock, a strange old man with a childlike face and red hair, dressed in a scarlet brocade robe and embroidered with golden flame patterns on the surface stood there straight, holding a bell hammer the size of an adult's fist in one hand. Obviously, just now That bell came from the other party.

The red-haired old man is obviously a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but the mana fluctuations that emanate imperceptibly are as fierce as fire, vigorous and heavy, and have obviously reached the peak of the early stage.

Facing so many strong men and all kinds of gazes, he didn't show any signs of change. Instead, he looked around calmly for a moment, then smiled and said:

"I haven't walked around for many years. I didn't expect to see so many old friends today. It's really gratifying."

"It turned out to be Sect Master Lin. You are not enjoying the blessings in the 'Xuan Huo Sect', why did you come here to work as an auctioneer?"

"Sovereign Lin is busy with personnel. It is rumored that many years ago, he began to retreat to the bottleneck of the mid-stage Nascent Soul. Why did he leave the customs early? Could it be that it was not successful?"

"I have heard that Fellow Daoist Lin is practicing a secret technique, so he chose to retreat. Now that he is out of the retreat, he must have completed it, right?"

"..."

Above the stands on the second floor, all the Nascent Soul stage powerhouses were asking and discussing in one go.The circle of Tiannan Nascent Soul Stage monks is not big, obviously, everyone is familiar with each other, and they are also familiar with each other's situation.

"Fellow daoists understand Lin's affairs very well. Fellow daoist Cheng is right. The reason why I retreated is to practice a secret technique. As for hitting the bottleneck in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, I'd like to, but unfortunately I can't do anything about it. "The red-haired old man explained briefly, but then changed the topic and brought the topic back to the point,
"Now is not the time to discuss these trivial matters. The auction is the most important thing. My Lin family is also a member of the Nine Heavens Merchant Alliance, so it is normal for me to preside over the auction myself."

"The rules of this auction are the same as before. Of course, you don't need to pay attention to familiar friends, but there are some new friends. I will simply say a few words..."

"The first is the process. In fact, it is not much different from many auctions. The whole is divided into two parts. First, the auction will be the lot prepared by this pavilion. There will be a reserve price, and then fellow daoists will take turns bidding. Higher wins.

The second is the free exchange meeting after the auction of all the items in this pavilion is completed. This aspect is all up to you to decide and trade on your own..."

"It turned out to be him!" Somewhere in the stands, looking at someone who was being briefly introduced below, Mo Juren's expression moved slightly.As for Xuanhuozong, he naturally knew that it was one of the many sects of the Nine Nations League, and it was famous for controlling flames.

The overall strength only ranks fifth among the Nine Kingdoms, but Lin Shuo, who is honored as the "True Fire Lord", has a great reputation.

"It is rumored that the inheritance of the Xuanhuo Sect is unique in manipulating and cultivating spiritual fires. Do you know about this?" Mo Juren suddenly thought of something, and then asked Lian Feihua via sound transmission.

"That's true, especially this Sect Master Lin, who happened to get a 'Red Gold Spirit Flame' by chance before he formed the alchemy in the past. , and become the suzerain of the Xuanhuo Sect." Lian Feihua nodded, but said again via voice transmission,
"However, there are very few spiritual flames that still exist in today's practice world. Unless there is a great opportunity, it is impossible to encounter them in a lifetime. It is precisely because of this reality that the Xuanhuozong has been greatly reduced. Otherwise, it would not be ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the nine-nation alliance.

The supreme inheritance of the Xuanhuo Sect, "Burning Heaven Jue", has an extremely ancient origin, it seems to be from ancient times, and it is definitely a top-level magical skill.

It is a pity that due to the long history, this skill has been lost a lot and is incomplete. In addition, its level is too high, and the requirements for practitioners are too harsh. people practice. "

"Fen Tian Jue?" Mo Juren's eyes flickered slightly, what was he thinking?
"The rules have been introduced, and Lin will not repeat them, so as not to keep everyone waiting." At this time, Lin Shuo had explained all the matters, and then raised the hammer and pointed at the huge khaki clock beside him,

"As the first lot at the opening, this pavilion has specially prepared a rare treasure for everyone, which is this 'Soul Digesting Clock'. This treasure is not on the list of lots, and now Lin will introduce one or two in detail.

This treasure comes from the hands of master Huo of the Shenjiang Pavilion, and it is the only sound treasure that was refined during his lifetime.

He himself even said frankly that this clock has borrowed many ideas from ancient Le Dao treasures, and there are elements of experimentation. It is completely a coincidence that it can be refined in the end, and it is almost impossible to copy the second one.

The bell has the unique effect of cleansing the soul and refining the mood.Of course, there are also flaws, that is, there is a limit on the number of uses, and it can only ring once every other month.And this kind of benefit will gradually weaken with the improvement of strength, especially for those who are above the Nascent Soul Stage, the effect is minimal.

In addition, this treasure cannot be refined, and its volume is fixed.Therefore, it does not apply to individuals, but to put it in the sect can play its greatest role..."

The speaker was interested, and the listener was also interested. After listening to Lin Shuo's detailed explanation and analysis, many Nascent Soul stage powerhouses on the second floor were moved.

Almost everyone knows the name of Huo Yulou, the number one craftsman of the Nine Kingdoms League, and he is one of the best in the entire Tiannan. The things in his hands are absolutely reliable.

It doesn't matter if it has a small effect on them, but if they have this clock, it will definitely be of great benefit to the juniors in the sect or family.

As for the alchemy monks at the lower level, they obviously understood the true meaning of the clock. Although some people were greedy, they could only look at it, and no one dared to fight for it.

Seeing the reactions of everyone on the second floor, Lin Shuo's dark eyes suddenly flashed with satisfaction, and continued,
"As the opening of this auction, there is no reserve price for this polyester clock. Fellow Daoists can start bidding from scratch, and each bid should not be lower than five hundred spirit stones. Please start..."

"five hundred……"

"one thousand……"

"One thousand and five..."

"two thousand……"

"Three thousand..."

"..."

Those who bid were all Nascent Soul stage monks, all of them were wealthy, and they had already raised the price to a very high position in just a moment.

Of course, it is also related to the treasure itself, and it is the only one made by a famous master.Whether it is rarity or its special effect, it will definitely not be cheap.

Soon the number had soared to more than [-], and it wasn't until this time that the voice of bidding gradually slowed down.

"I'll offer [-]. If there is another bid, Xing will admit defeat and won't continue to compete." But at this time, an old man in Ge clothes who was in a certain stand suddenly said in a deep voice.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell silent instantly, and no one continued to follow.

"It turns out to be Senior Xing of Bailian Mountain. I have admired him for a long time." Lin Shuo arched his hands and continued to look around.
"Now it's [-] spirit stones, is there any fellow daoist willing to bid?"

"Thirty-five thousand times..."

"Thirty-five thousand and two times..."

"Thirty-five thousand and three times... Okay, the deal is done. This Yindao Qibao 'Dihun Bell' belongs to Xing Daoyou." As soon as Lin Shuo finished speaking, two deacons came to the stage and carried the treasure to the second place in person. Building, and handed over to the old man in Ge Yi on the spot.

At the same time, another pretty girl in a red dress came slowly, holding a tray about a foot long and wide between her white arms, covered with a red cloth.

When the girl approached, Lin Shuo did not hesitate, and immediately lifted the red cloth, revealing a small three-inch diameter ring, the whole body was black and red, with intertwined spirit patterns on the surface, which was a little weird The bloody evil spirit flowed non-stop.

(End of this chapter)