Royal Guard

Chapter 211 The Auction Begins

In the three days before the opening of the auction, Jiang Hailong did not refine alchemy, nor did he learn any formations. He just did his duty as a disciple, drinking and chatting with Gan Daozi.

He knew that the crisis he had brought to Gan Daozi this time was enormous. If he hadn't taken out the Nine-leaf Lotus Seeds himself, perhaps as soon as the auction was over, his master and apprentice would have embarked on the journey back home together.

However, his own recklessness also caused Gan Daozi to fall into a doomed situation. He knew that after the auction meeting, Gan Daozi would definitely fall into a battle with countless masters, and it was not certain whether he would survive.

It's just that Gan Daozi didn't say anything, and he didn't show a pessimistic look. He talked and laughed as usual, and he wasn't disturbed by the crisis that had come.

Jiang Hailong felt ruthless in his heart, no matter if it was for himself or for doing the Tao, he must speed up his cultivation.In the past, he had to muddle through everything, and he didn't regard cultivation as the first priority, but now it's different. While experiencing the strength of those four masters, he knows that if he doesn't work hard, he will die sooner or later.

So he made a decision. After returning to his hometown this time, he would come out again to find the tonic in the legend of the Nine Dragon God. His supernatural powers are completely accomplished, and he may have already squeezed into the ranks of masters.

"Fourth, remember, no matter what you hear about being a teacher in the future, don't be impulsive. Some things can't be done without seeing them with your own eyes."

"You don't need to look for me in the future. If you haven't heard from me in 50 years, then you will go to this planet in 50 years." Gan Daozi is like confessing his funeral. He put some of his gadgets, jade slips, magic weapons, All the pills and so on were handed over to Jiang Hailong.

Jiang Hailong's eyes were red, and he didn't say a word!
Gan Daozi laughed and scolded, and said: "Look at your prospects, don't worry, you don't have the ability to be a teacher, and the ability to escape is the best in the world, those people can't kill you to be a teacher!"

"Master, that's what you said. If I can't see you in 50 years, I'll just..." Jiang Hailong gritted his teeth, "Kill everyone!"

"Hahaha" Gan Daozi laughed it off and didn't say much, Jiang Hailong has such a heart, he is very relieved!

"Okay, the auction is about to start, and it's time for us to dress up." Gan Daozi slapped the storage bag, and immediately two dripping red ice balls flew out.

"Swallow one." Gan Daozi handed Jiang Hailong a puck.

After Jiang Hailong picked up the ice puck, his hands were bone-chillingly cold, with a huge and fierce aura on it, but he swallowed it directly into his mouth without thinking about it.

After the ice ball entered, it melted immediately, and he felt as if his whole body was about to be frozen. Numerous red rashes began to appear densely all over his body, including his face. It turned red and its roots stood up.

"Hahaha, the magic flame is so overwhelming." Gan Daozi laughed amusedly, and then explained: "This ice ball is sealed with the life essence of a master of the magic way. After you swallow it, it will look like this for a short time. Eyes It is red, the face is full of spots, and the hair is also red. Under the detection of divine sense, it is also a monstrous magic flame. A standard magic disciple, but it will fade after twelve hours. It will not hurt you at all. On the contrary There are certain advantages."

"Well, I feel immense strength." Jiang Hailong licked his tongue bloodthirstyly and said.

"I'll draw for you again." Gan Daozi took out eyebrow pencils, rouge and other things for women as if conjuring, and carefully sculpted them on Jiang Hailong's face.

"And this..." Gan Daozi took out another nine-ring sword, a fifth-grade spiritual weapon, and the same rank as Jiang Hailong's Dragon Chanting Sword.

"Now look in the mirror." Gan Daozi waved his hand with a smile, and then began to swallow another ice puck.

There was a mirror in Jiang Hailong's storage ring, and after he took it out to take a picture, he was immediately taken aback by his own appearance.

Where is he still Jiang Hailong at this moment?

He is obviously a demon who is neither human nor ghost, even his eye shadow is black, coupled with that nine-ringed sword, Jiang Hailong is a full-fledged demon monk, demon cultivator!
And after a while, Gan Daozi also changed, he was no longer dressed like a little old man, but turned into a bearded man with bloodthirsty eyes and a frightening beard, but his hair is not Red, but there is a scar on his face.

"Hey, sorcerers are all dressed like this, and this old man looks very real, but he was killed by the old man back then. Let's go, let's go to the auction meeting!"

One big and one small, two devils, appeared in Wanxinglou Square in a short while.

Gan Daozi suppressed his aura, and Jiang Hailong also took out the wood elixir in the sea of ​​consciousness, so others couldn't see his specific cultivation base at all.

At this moment, in front of the door of Wanxing Building, countless spiritual thoughts are intertwined, and some people who have not entered the auction are paying attention to every move of all passers-by at this moment.

The appearance of Gan Daozi and Jiang Hailong was also swept away by these divine thoughts, but the monks of the Demonic Dao generally have a violent temper, and if they disagree with each other, they will fight. Although this city does not allow fighting, it cannot stop cursing Bar?
When a spiritual thought swept across Gan Daozi, Gan Daozi frowned, but he didn't say anything, and Jiang Hailong's expression was also full of arrogance.

When the first spiritual thought swept over them for the second time, Gan Daozi finally yelled and cursed: "Which shameless bastard is watching me in secret? Damn it, come out and fight." Gan Daozi's voice was loud and shocking The ground trembled slightly.

And after hearing Gan Daozi's scolding, sure enough, all his spiritual thoughts were withdrawn.

Gan Daozi stood in front of the door of Wanxing Building, yelled and cursed, and after spit a few times, he led Jiang Hailong into Wanxing Building.

"It's Xiu Mohai casual cultivator 'Hu Bandit', a master in the early stage of Mahayana, and has a good reputation in Xiu Mohai"

"He is Hu Bandit. I have heard that this person is good at the 'Extreme Sword Technique'. Legend has it that the sword is as fast as a god."

"Well, this person is a killing god, let's ignore him, people who cultivate Mohai are all lunatics"

After exchanging several spiritual thoughts, they continued to pay attention to the passers-by, and Jiang Hailong and Gan Daozi also entered the Wanxing Building safely, and Gan Daozi took out an unregistered star card and entered the separate box on the second floor.

The third and fourth floors are usually big sects, and only top experts can enter. Casual cultivators of the magic way like horse bandits have no right to enter.

Every room in Wanxing Building has a restriction, but this kind of restriction is enough for Gan Daozi to break or encrypt it at will.

Of course, Gan Daozi didn't do anything after he came in, he just waited quietly with Jiang Hailong for the auction to start.

About an hour later, the time stipulated by the auction meeting came, and the gate of Wanxing Building was slowly closed, and the originally noisy crowd became quiet in an instant.

Jiang Hailong and Gan Daozi sat at the window, watching a person walk up on the stand. This person was Situ Nan.

Situ Nan looked around, and said loudly: "Dear friends, today is another grand auction held every hundred years, and my Wanxing Building has also received several treasures. Let's make a long story short, and everyone knows the gauge. Next, I will take out the first one. A treasure!" Situ Nan flicked his cuff, and suddenly, a brocade box appeared in his hand.

"As we all know, the first and last items in every auction are treasures, and the treasure I have today is the legendary nine-leaf lotus seed!"

"Wow!~" As soon as Situ Nan's words fell, the entire Wanxing Building erupted in a commotion, one after another intertwined with spiritual thoughts, and all looked at the brocade object that had just been opened.

"Sure enough, it's Nine-leaf Lotus Seed, baby, baby." Many people were gearing up, and through the window, they showed that they were bound to win.

Jiang Hailong and Gan Daozi looked at each other, and then both smiled.

At this time, Situ Nan continued: "Nine-leaf lotus seeds bloom once every thousand years, leaves fall once every thousand years, and bear fruit every ten thousand years.

"Little Situ, you talk a lot of nonsense, hurry up and quote!" A voice sounded from a window on the fourth floor. The voice was arrogant and cursed as soon as it came out.

"Yes, Situ boy, what are you talking about? Don't the people sitting here know the characteristics of the nine-leaf lotus seed?"

"Hurry up, my time is limited"

Before Situ Nan could speak halfway, he was interrupted by several voices, and all the speakers were extremely arrogant, and Jiang Hailong who was on the second floor was dumbfounded.

He had heard from Gan Daozi that Situ Nan's cultivation level was the Three Tribulations Loose Immortal.And Sanjie Sanxian is equivalent to a master in the early stage of Transcending Tribulation.

And the photographers present dare to scold Sanjie Sanxian, so how powerful are they?

At this time, Gan Daozi sent a voice transmission to Jiang Hailong: "There are some old monsters upstairs, and they only appear once every hundred years in the auction meeting. Immortal."

"Are there so many Loose Immortals in the cultivation world?" Jiang Hailong was surprised.

"No, it's even more difficult to see these Loose Immortals than ascending to the sky, and it's just today. Moreover, the demon cultivators themselves have a lot of evil thoughts, and the catastrophe is unstoppable during the tribulation, so there are so many Loose Immortals!"

After Situ Nan was scolded, his expression changed, but he didn't lose his temper. Instead, he smiled wryly and said again: "The reserve price of this lotus seed is 100 billion high-grade spirit stones!"

"Hush!~" Many people gasped when they heard the figure of 100 billion high-grade spirit stones. Obviously, the base price was a bit too high.

"200 billion!" As soon as Situ Nan finished speaking, the cursed Six Tribulations Sanmo spoke, and directly increased the price by 100 billion.

"Great, big!" Jiang Hailong became excited, the lotus seeds belonged to him, the more he sold, the better.

After Liujie Sanmo made an offer, boos fell, and there was a brief silence on the field. Obviously, everyone was thinking about whether to increase the price, whether to go against the old devil.

"210 billion!" Just after a brief silence, a woman's voice came from the fourth floor, adding a price of one billion.

"220"

"230"

If there is an increase, the starting price will be increased in a large area one after another.

But the Six Tribulations Sanmo on the fourth floor didn't speak again, but sneered again and again, said three "good" words, and said angrily: "300 billion!"

(End of this chapter)