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Chapter 320 The wind stirs up the soul in the cold stone!
This sound was introduced into the huge cauldron, and at the same time, Su Ming's third syllable made his whole head explode, as if his soul had left his body, and with the power of that syllable, surrounded Around this cauldron.
The rebounding power suddenly stopped after Su Ming said these three syllables. At the same time, on Su Ming's chest, the black stone obtained from Wushan was hidden on the pendant under his clothes. The fragments suddenly emitted a faint light. In a flash, the huge cauldron was shrouded in the blink of an eye. The cauldron shook in the dim light, slowly shrank, and finally became as big as a palm. , floated up and landed on Su Ming's palm.
This strange scene immediately made the onlookers around them widen their eyes and show incredulous expressions. The people of the Haidong Sect who carried the cauldron all took a breath, with shock on their faces.
Also observing Su Ming's actions before were the second young master, the old men from the Haidong Sect who came with the auction, and even the person named Feng and Zi Shan who were in charge of the auction. All of them were We are observing to see how Su Ming takes the cauldron away.
You must know that this cauldron has been in Haidong Sect for many years and has never been able to shrink. Even if it is brought to the cold land, it is because Haidong Sect has storage items that can accommodate the size of a mountain.
But now, they saw with their own eyes that Su Ming just pressed his hand on the cauldron, and the cauldron was immediately shrouded in dim light and shrunk in an incredible instant.
When anyone sees this scene, the first thought in their mind is often the words spoken by the blue-haired old man at the auction house.
"Only those who are destined can get this thing, and only those who are destined can open it!"
Zi Shan was in the crowd, and she opened her mouth subconsciously. She knew about this cauldron, and she even knew that this cauldron had never changed at all in the Haidong Sect for many years. It was like a dead thing. I don’t know how many people from the Haidong Sect had gone there. Researching and trying to make it my own, I used all the methods, but there was no gain at all.
Even the head of the Haidong Sect had to give up in the end. It was not until Master Lilong, the supremely majestic ancestor of the Haidong Sect, said a word that the research on this object came to an end.
Those words were what the blue-haired old man said at the auction.
Even the reason why this object was sent to Tianhan Earth was due to the will of Master Li Long. He felt that since no one in Haidong Sect had a destiny for this object, he could not force it to stay, otherwise a great disaster would be imminent, so he sent it It was sent to the cold land to see if there was anyone here who was destined to this cauldron.
At this moment, the elders of the Haidong Sect who came with the auction were all breathing rapidly and stared blankly at the small cauldron that shimmered in Su Ming's hand. While being shocked, they all remembered it firmly. Su Ming's face.
The second young master's eyes showed a strange light, and he looked at Su Ming's figure standing in the distance, with a smile on his lips.
"Very good, it's true that I changed my mind and didn't buy this thing to offer to the barbarian..."
The old man surnamed Chen next to him at Tianmen had a solemn look in his eyes at this moment. He looked at Su Ming standing in the distance, and for the first time in his heart, he valued Su Ming not because of his master.
He remembered this young man named Su Ming.
Tianlan Meng was also looking at Su Ming, with an elegant smile on his face.
Su Ming, who was being watched by everyone around him, looked confused at this moment. It took him a while to recover. He looked at the small cauldron in his hand, turned around in silence, and walked towards his tent.
Zi Che followed and sat cross-legged outside the tent, looking indifferently at the people all around who were looking at him intently.
After a long time, the owners of those gazes gradually withdrew their gazes with complex, jealous, emotional and other expressions, and they returned to their respective tents.
It was late, and the moon was shining brightly in the sky, but the snowflakes kept falling, covering the earth with layers of silver, and the whole tribe was quiet, only some covered lights, in the cold wind, issued a crackling sound. The sound of burning.
Su Ming sat cross-legged in the tent, looking at the cauldron in his hand, with excitement in his eyes. He raised his left hand and touched the small cauldron, feeling like flesh and blood were connected together. When he touched the cauldron, Get up leisurely.
"This is indeed the desolate cauldron needed to temper medicine stones...and the blue-haired old man of Haidong Sect is right. This cauldron...has not been opened for a long, long time. There is...a furnace of medicine stones in it!!" Su Ming murmured, his eyes shining brighter and brighter.
His heart was beating rapidly. He didn't believe this at first, but when he controlled the object to shrink it using the method of controlling the desolate cauldron, he faintly felt that there was a strange vitality in the cauldron.
This vitality is not possessed by living beings, but by the medicine stone itself!
"This cauldron has existed for many years... If no one has opened it for a thousand years, then the medicinal stone inside it is from a thousand years ago. If... no one has been able to open it for ten thousand years..." Su Ming's heart beat more violently. , staring at the cauldron in his hand, hesitation gradually appeared in his eyes. After carefully observing the small cauldron, the persistence in his eyes was replaced by a wave of shock.
Su Ming's expression became serious, he held the cauldron in front of him, and after taking a careful sniff, his expression became more and more shocked, even a little unbelievable.
"The fragrance of the medicine is not strong... There are two judgments on this matter. Either the medicine stone of this cauldron has been abandoned, or the medicine stone has not been completely refined..."
"But if this unknown medicine stone has been abandoned, although the medicinal fragrance will naturally be less strong, after so many years, it is not a matter of not being strong, but that it will completely dissipate!
Unless this thing has not been opened by anyone for more than a thousand years, otherwise, the medicine stone has not been tempered yet..." Su Ming's eyes flashed and he stared at the small cauldron. After a long time, he raised his left hand and pinched out a strange posture.
This is a kind of handprint in his memory when controlling the opening of the desolate cauldron for quenching the medicine stone. With some strange syllables, the desolate cauldron can be opened, thus ending the quenching of the medicine stone.
Su Ming knew that as long as he recited the syllables of the hand seals, he would immediately open the cauldron, but he hesitated when he looked at the small cauldron.
"If the medicine stone in this cauldron is not abandoned, but is in an unfinished state, then if I open it now, it will be really abandoned..." After Su Ming was silent for a moment, he put away his fingerprints and put the cauldron into storage. Inside the bag.
"This is not a place for research. We will think about it when we return to the Ninth Peak." Su Ming did not act rashly. After putting away the small cauldron, he closed his eyes and vomited.
The night passed quickly. When the next morning came, Su Ming walked out of the tent and went to the auction house with Zi Che. On this day's auction, Su Ming did not participate in the bidding. He had only one goal at the moment, which was that The little black man sealed in the stone.
This item did not appear in the auction on the second day. When the last day of the auction came, after more than half of the auction, the atmosphere in the auction room also declined to a certain extent due to the continuation of the past few days. After presiding over the auction The blue-haired old man finally took out what Su Ming was waiting for.
It was a mountain rock as tall as one person, completely transparent, with a small black figure sitting cross-legged inside, looking lifelike!
"I don't know what this thing is, and I have asked many people, and most of them are very ignorant about it. This thing was not brought by our Haidong Sect, but was sent by a distinguished guest a few days ago to be auctioned on my behalf.
This distinguished guest called this object the soul in the stone. This person once said that he originally had three such stones, but after the other two were opened by him, one of the black villains inside died and turned into a black stone. Crystal, and the other one became a black wind and escaped, and its whereabouts are still unknown.
This item is the last piece. He doesn't want to try anymore and wants to put it up for auction. His asking price is not high, but there is one requirement. The person who finally buys it must name the item and prove that it is true. , if satisfied, he will pay for it and give this thing to you for free, and will also give you another black crystal that turns into a black crystal after opening it. This person will talk to you alone without worrying about being known by outsiders.
This thing is cheap, one hundred thousand! "The blue-haired old man spoke slowly. Because of the strangeness of the object, it attracted the attention of many people. However, most of them were very unfamiliar with this object. They had never seen it before. They couldn't tell its origin and function, so it was difficult to make an offer.
"15!" The voice of the price came from the crowd. It was a thin middle-aged man. This man did not hide his appearance, but sat there indifferently. His clothes were very special, consisting of black and white. .
Such clothing is unique to a tribe called the Diluo tribe on the cold land. This tribe is good at making ice sculptures and giving life to the ice sculptures in a special way, so that they can become a kind of magic weapon for themselves.
The production process is very secretive, and except for most of Tianhan's sealed records, it is difficult for others to know.
The price of 15 yuan is negligible to those who can attend this auction. However, because too few people know the origin and function of this object, the bidding is limited.
"20!" Su Ming stood on the terrace, looking at the little black figure inside the transparent rock, he could clearly see the little man's hands, each with only three fingers!
After confirming that this villain was exactly what was needed to refine the Naishen Powder, Su Ming offered the price.
"30!" The member of the Diluo tribe frowned.
"50 million!"
"70 million!"
"One million!" Su Ming said slowly, looking at the transparent rock.
"Your Excellency, don't force the price. You don't know what this thing is at all. You just set the price for nothing. If you can't tell its origin and function, how will you end up?" Na Di Luo tribe member, a thin middle-aged man He raised his head and looked at Su Ming.
"I don't know who put this thing up for auction. You must be here. I can tell you that I am the only one who knows about this thing. The others have no idea what it is, let alone how to use it!" Nadiro tribe The man stood up and spoke to the surroundings.
(End of this chapter)