Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 50

However, some of the Yinshi Auction staff around them have been whispering, because no one in this small auction house is willing to stay just to see the last lot after so many years.

Of course, there was one ten years ago, but that one had an arm lost because it couldn't pay 50.00% of the price. This last lot has always been expensive, and even high-ranking officials and rich Jia couldn't get it. Yinshi started the auction. Therefore, other than some great sects, other Yin people naturally cannot afford it.

"This last item is the peach wood sword of King Wen!" The old man let out a long cry, and removed the red cloth on it, revealing a three-foot-long wooden sword with a red tassel on the handle. Most importantly, There are even fine lines like lightning on it.

"This piece of auction is considered rare in ten thousand years. It was handed over to the old man by a captain who touched gold. It was found in Zhou's tomb. Next, I will talk about the origin of this sword."

The old man coughed twice, "Ghosts must be known to everyone. It is the world where all the ghosts and ghosts gather. There is a mountain in the center. On the mountain is a big peach tree covering three thousand miles. There is a golden rooster on the treetop. Every morning the golden rooster grows When the sound is chirping, the evil spirits that go out to wander at night will be driven back to the ghost domain..."

"Please also briefly say that this ancient Chinese myth is known to even a three-year-old who is not a yin person." The voice came from the box of the Shenxiao Sect. The old man changed his face and continued:
"If there is an evil spirit among ghosts and creatures who wants to become a fairy, it will attract lightning strikes and catastrophe. It just so happens that the golden rooster is at the moment of catastrophe, and the catastrophe it attracts will shoot down the golden rooster and split a section of mahogany branch at the same time. The next morning, the golden rooster did not announce the dawn, and the wandering evil spirits did not rush back to the ghost spirits.
Shen Tu and Yu Lei, the guardians of the gate of ghosts and monsters, were so furious that they simply made the peach tree into a sword and threw it into the yang world to expel the evil spirits.
So he gave this mahogany sword to King Wen of Zhou, and told him that if he found the evil spirit, he could get rid of it directly. After King Wen died, the whereabouts of this mahogany sword was also unknown. If it reappears in the world today, it must be..."

"My Shenxiao Sect ranks first among the seven unique skills with the Shenxiao Thunder Technique, and this Taomu sword of King Wen was struck by lightning, which is also of great benefit to the release of our Shenxiao Thunder Technique. Presumably everyone sitting here will not Someone is fighting with our Shenxiao faction?" The old man's words were still interrupted by the Shenxiao faction.

The old man frowned, his face even more ugly.

This statement is true, this is indeed a divine tool for the Shenxiao sect who practiced Leifa, and they have recently wiped out the Maoshan sect with Shangqing Leifei, and their position as the leader of the seven unique skills has become more stable. The Yinren sect followed suit even more.

As soon as he said these words, the audience was silent for a while, and no one dared to speak out.

"Then I'll offer 50. The old man still hopes to send the magic weapon to the box!" A proud voice came from the box of the Shenxiao faction, and he could save a lot of money because of the prestige of the Shenxiao faction.

The old man's brows were already twisted into a pimple. Originally, the cultural relic value of King Wen Taomu Sword was more than 50, not to mention its powerful ability to exorcise ghosts. The Yin people are watching, and they dare not put it in a bigger auction house and make a bigger publicity. How could the people at the scene not even have the ability to bid!
Could it be that this peach wood sword of King Wen can only be sold for 50 yuan?The old man couldn't help feeling a little heartbroken for the sword.

"I'll offer 2000 million." Ye Feng raised his hand and said with a calm expression.

The staff at the scene broke out into a commotion. None of them expected that this young man sitting at the individual table would directly increase the price by forty times!
And most importantly, he is challenging the authority of the Shenxiao faction!
"Which kid, dare to compete with our Shenxiao sect for magic weapons!" A loud shout erupted from the box, and at the same time a surging Dao Qi was emitted.

"If the Shenxiao faction is really poor, go home quickly and don't be ashamed of yourself here." Ye Feng said lightly, unmoved.

"Okay! Then today I will show you the strength of the Shenxiao faction! 5000 million!" The voice in the box was already furious.

"If I say [-] million, no one will believe that I have [-] million." When everyone was expecting Ye Feng to raise the price again, he shrugged and said. I am grateful, but Ye Feng can't just come to make trouble.

If that's the case, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave today.

"Let me barter, five bottles of calming soul pills." Ye Feng took out five red jade bottles from his pocket, "There are ten pills in each bottle, which must be used by Captain Mojin when he goes to the grave."

"It turns out that you are from Longmen Mountain, no wonder you dare to challenge the Shenxiao faction!" The people around them discussed in low voices. Among the seven unique skills, Longmen Zhongxing is a magic skill for saving people. The mountain no longer offered them any cure for the consequences.

And this Pinghun Pill is a good medicine for curing diseases. There are fifty pills in total, which is enough for a person to die well without being troubled by illness for a lifetime.

Even if it is auctioned, it is a priceless good, and it will definitely not lose more than 5000 million. After all, health and money are mostly people who choose the former.

"Purchaser of Longmen Mountain, don't go too far with today's matter, or we won't be able to explain it when we go back!

My Shenxiao faction can agree to do one thing for Captain Mojin, no matter what it is!In exchange for King Wen's mahogany sword! "

The person in the box was already in a state of desperation. He didn't expect to encounter any good things at this small auction house today, so he didn't bring much money with him at all, but he didn't expect it to be King Wen's peach wood sword, so he had to take out his own Old bottom.

The promise of a big sect is obviously more attractive than money.

"Forget it, I'm stud." Ye Feng said with a sigh, he really didn't have the patience to spend it like this, "Ten bottles of calming soul pills, five bottles of calming soul pills, each bottle contains ten pills..."

Ye Feng paused for a moment, then sneered, "Shenxiao sent helpers to do things, and at most it could save a life. But this Pinghun Pill and Dinghun Pill, I'm afraid they can walk away from the Palace of the King of Hell several times!"

"Hiss!" Everyone in the audience gasped, this young man really is a big hand!

Except for the head of Longmen Mountain, no one can take out these medicines casually!
Could this young man be the son-in-law of Longmen Mountain?
Never heard of it!

"You!..." The person in the box of the Shenxiao faction was already pissed off. Making a guarantee for the Shenxiao faction was already the most important thing in his authority. He was just a small official in the procurement department. Who would want to be here? In the small territory of Binhai City, you can still encounter such a top-quality magic weapon, and at the same time, you have encountered such a stubble!
I'm afraid I won't be able to take this Taomu sword of King Wen back...

"Drop the hammer." Ye Feng reminded the dumbfounded old man.

"Uh... ok..." The old man recovered from the shock, and just about to drop the hammer, a white figure flashed by, and the peach wood sword of King Wen on the table disappeared together.

"Who is it! How dare you disturb the order of the auction house!" The old man was furious. Whoever dares to snatch the items from the Yinshi auction house will undoubtedly declare war on all the Yin people!
"The descendant of Qimen Dunjia, Zhuge Ming." The little brother in white landed under the auction house lightly, and replied calmly.

"Damn it, it's you again!" Ye Feng almost exploded seeing his appearance, this kid was the guy who snatched his compass from Chen Liang last time!
Is this grandson following him!Addicted to grabbing your own things?
Ye Feng is very aware of the value of this Taomu Sword of King Wen. If it is placed in a big auction house, even twenty bottles of soul-fixing pills may not be exchanged for it. Today is considered a miss, but why did this grandson appear again!

"If the hammer hasn't dropped yet, it means that we can increase the price. I'm not breaking the rules of the auction house." Zhuge Ming said with a smile.

When the old man heard that he was the descendant of Qimen Dunjia, he couldn't help respecting him a little. The people who came to this small auction house were at most people from the purchasing department, and this was the first time he came to such a direct descendant!

"That's natural."

"Damn it! What a joke! I've already photographed it!" Ye Feng was in a hurry, how could this Zhuge Ming spoil his own good deeds!
"I have already given the conditions to the seller, and he has already agreed." The little brother in white said calmly.

The importance of Qimen Dunjia to Lieutenant Mojin is self-evident, and the condition must be very tempting.

"Bastard!" Ye Feng wanted to reason, but the little brother in white smiled at him, "Come out with me, and I will give you a satisfactory answer."

Ye Feng tried his best to calm down his mood. After all, this grandson helped him, so he shouldn't be an enemy, but he couldn't be called his friend after snatching his things over and over again.

Arriving at a secluded place, Zhuge Ming stopped and said, "I will give you this magic weapon."

As he said that, King Wen's Taomu sword was thrown directly into Ye Feng's hand, and Ye Feng was stunned.

ha?After so many twists and turns, in the end, he gave the magic weapon directly to himself?
"why?"

"It can be regarded as a compensation for you." Zhuge Ming waved his hand, "I robbed you of a magic weapon in advance, and the matter of Zhuge Yun caused you a lot of troubles. I should make an apology."

"How much do you know about Zhuge Yun!" Ye Feng almost yelled out his own question. These days, he has been troubled by these things: "Why is my master's celestial master card on him! His corpse Why is it under the Himalayan glacier! Is someone planning some ulterior purpose!"

Ye Feng uttered his question outright, thinking that he could see through the secrets, and he had a glimmer of hope for Zhuge Ming.

"I don't know." Surprise flashed across Zhuge Ming's eyes, then he shook his head, looked at Ye Feng's suspicious eyes, and explained with a sigh:

"I really don't know. Qimen Dunjia can only spy on the fragments of fate. Many things cannot be seen completely. Only as time goes by more and more fragments of fate can we see The complete future, don't think so magical."

"Then what have you seen so far?" Ye Feng asked with burning eyes.

Zhuge Ming stared at Ye Feng, and suddenly the corner of his mouth showed a curve: "You will die."

(End of this chapter)