Chronicles of Celestial Origins

"This phantom bell is the best of the best. It directly attacks people's spiritual consciousness. Although the world is big, how many people can cultivate spiritual consciousness! This spiritual weapon can completely make up for the weakness of magical powers, even if the opponent's magic is better than yours. Exquisite, relying on this thing, you still have a chance to defeat the opponent, without having to compete with him in spiritual power, magic and magical powers, and directly attack his shortcomings. "

"There is no shop like this after passing this village. None of the objects below has the same effect as this bell. Take action when it's time to take action."

"Fellow Taoists, I will give my last few dozen calls. Anyone who wants this phantom bell should bid quickly. If no one bids, it will go to that fellow Taoist. It will be too late to regret it. Even though I have the spiritual stone, what's the use of it?" ?”

The old man kept adding fuel to the fire and was eloquent.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five." The old man shouted one after another, each time with a long pause, which made those who wanted to take possession of this thing feel itchy.

"One hundred and five thousand." Finally one person couldn't help but said.

"Okay, this fellow Taoist bids one hundred and five thousand, does anyone else want to increase the price? Is there anyone else?"

After a moment of silence, one person said: "One hundred and ten thousand."

After that, every time there was silence, someone would raise the price, until it reached 120,000. No matter what the old man said, no one would raise the price anymore. The old man started counting, and when he kept shouting two, someone spoke.

"Twenty-five thousand, the final price is only this much. If fellow Taoist adds more, take this spiritual weapon!"

The two of them had been bidding against each other since the 100,000 yuan price, and the others withdrew from the bidding.

The hall fell into silence again, with only the old man shouting. The old man counted down to one, picked up a hammer and knocked on the desk: "Congratulations to this fellow Taoist, you bid for the Phantom Sound at the price of 125,000 spiritual stones. Bell, please come up and get it.”

The man jumped up, flew to the stage, and handed a storage bag to the old man. The old man opened it and nodded, with a smile on his face, and handed the bell to him: "Within Xingang, you can move anywhere without hindrance."

"Hmph." The man snorted coldly. He was wearing a bamboo hat and couldn't see his face, but his expression probably wasn't very good-looking. He bought a top-quality spiritual weapon for a sky-high price of 120,000 yuan. It would be difficult for others to understand.

The man took the bell, turned around and jumped off the stage, strode forward, passed through the stone gate, and left the auction venue just like that.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they realized that this person must have no money left, so what is he still doing here? It is best to leave early so that no one will miss him.

The old man rubbed his hot face against his cold buttocks, and was not annoyed when he snorted. If this Phantom Bell was placed in a shop, it could only be sold for more than 100,000 yuan, but now it has been auctioned for a high price of 120,000 yuan.

This is the charm of the auction. If someone competes for it, it will cause stress and anxiety. In the end, you will pay a price that exceeds your own price.

Therefore, when visiting many shops in the city, they collect good things and do not sell them to the outside world, saving them for auctions.

As the host, they also have a private agreement with the shops that are sent for auction. They will set a price for each item in advance. If the auction does not reach this price, they will compensate themselves privately. If the auction fails, they will also have to make corresponding compensation.

If this price is reached, they will receive 50% of the excess profit, 10% of which will be handed over, and the remaining 40% will go into their own pockets, which is why he shouted so hard.

The low price they privately set for this Phantom Bell was 100,000 yuan. So when the price of 100,000 yuan was auctioned just now, there was a silence in the hall, indicating that many people still knew what the product was.

And now the auction price was 125,000. Excluding the low price of 100,000, he took 40% of the other 25,000, which was equivalent to him getting 10,000 spiritual stones from this thing.

The old man put the storage bag on the tray, and the female cultivator walked out holding the tray in both hands.

"Let's start the bidding for the second item." The monk named Luo Huan on the stage said.

As soon as he finished speaking, another female cultivator walked in with a tray in both hands. This object was obviously much larger than the Phantom Bell. The tray was covered with a blue brocade cloth.

The man lifted the cloth, revealing a piece of armor that was all black and shiny.

"This second item is the Xuanlin Armor." The man picked up the armor, put it on his body, and nodded slightly to the old man.

The old man understood, turned his hand, and held a large red ax in his hand, slashing hard at the big man.

The big ax burst into red light and struck the man's armor. The sound of gold and stone striking against each other was heard loudly, and sparks flew everywhere. After all, the armor was not torn.

The old man took back his red axe, and the man took off his armor and said, "Everyone has seen that I didn't use my spiritual power. Even with Brother Yan's late-stage foundation-building cultivation and the full strength of this top-grade spiritual weapon, I couldn't break it." I can pat my chest and say that the toughness of this armor is second to none among spiritual weapons."

"This armor was made by a famous weapon refiner from the Yuxuan Chamber of Commerce. The main material is taken from the outer scales of the Broken Mountain Armor beast, supplemented by diamond. As we all know, the average adult Broken Mountain Armor beast is a second-level The strength of a top-grade monster is comparable to that of our human race in the late stage of foundation building, and the scales on its back are an important basis for its reputation in the world of monsters. "

"Its scales are as solid as rock and as hard as steel pillars. They are not afraid of being harmed by swords, spears, halberds, or attacked by metal, wood, water, and fire. Nowadays, their scales are made into spiritual weapons, supplemented by diamonds to increase their toughness. Wearing this The scale armor is equivalent to being in an invincible position when fighting the enemy, and more importantly, there is no need to consume spiritual energy. "

"Please imagine that when you are fighting to the death with the enemy, the opponent keeps consuming spiritual energy to attack you, but you are not afraid when you wear this armor. How majestic you are. The opponent will definitely run away. I spent a few spiritual stones to buy this armor. , add a talisman to yourself, it can definitely save your life in critical moments.”

"I love this armor very much. I contacted the seller privately and wanted to spend a lot of money to buy it, but the seller refused and only agreed to bid at the auction. As the host, I can't participate in the auction, so I have no choice."

"The bidding begins now. The base price is 70,000 spirit stones. Everyone, please bid."

Tang Ning participated in this auction for the first time and found it very interesting. How could these people talk so exaggeratedly? It was true that the scales were hard and the ax in the old man's hand was a top-notch spiritual weapon. However, it was true that the old man used all his strength. Hit, everyone is really blind.

At most, the old man just swiped it casually, and the full strength of a late-stage foundation-building monk could not bear on these powers.

Tang Ning was not prepared to bid. This scale armor was useless to him. He relied on his own strong healing power and was not afraid of getting hurt. The Phantom Bell was of some use to him, but his current cultivation level was low and he could not use the best quality products. The spiritual weapon cannot sustain its own spiritual power and cannot exert its full power. It is obviously not worth spending so many spiritual stones.

"Seventy thousand." Someone immediately said from below.

"Seventy-five thousand."

"Eighty thousand."

Everyone made bids one after another, and soon the price was raised to 90,000.

The hall fell into a brief silence, and the man fanned the flames again and said clever things. In the end, the price climbed to 100,000, and was won by a slim woman.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist. With this precious armor, you can even fight against late-stage monks like us. The attack may not be invincible, but the defense will definitely be more than enough." The man named Luo Huan was smiling. The woman only had the ability to build the foundation. In the middle period of cultivation, there is such a saying.

The woman did not comment, took the treasure armor and left the bidding hall.

The man gave a slight signal, and the female cultivator next to him walked out with the tray. The old man said: "The third item will be auctioned next..."

The third item is a Fire Cloud Cauldron, which is a furnace specially used to refine spiritual weapons. According to the man, this Fire Cloud Cauldron was once used by a famous weapon refiner from the Baoxing Chamber of Commerce in his early years. Many extraordinary spiritual weapons have a bonus effect on the fusion of materials during the refining process of the spiritual weapon.

The reserve price was 60,000. Not many people participated in the auction for this item. Only two people bid for several rounds, and finally an old man won it for 75,000.

After that, the host exhibited more than ten items, each with its own unique functions. The final transaction price of each item was around 70,000 to 80,000 yuan. The auction was held every five years, so it was carefully prepared.

Every item in the auction is something that is rarely seen in Xingangfang City. Things are rare and expensive, so the price is naturally high. If the items can be purchased in the streets and alleys of Xingangfang City, why not bid for them? What.

"The item I want to bid for is not ordinary. It is a real treasure of the Immortal Family. It's time for you to catch up." The old man said matter-of-factly.

As soon as he finished speaking, two female cultivators came in carrying a large tray and placed it on the table. The old man peeled off the red brocade handkerchief on the tray, revealing a piece of stone three feet long and one foot high that looked like a stone but not a stone. The unknown objects that look like shells but not shells look very ancient and vicissitudes of life.

What's even more strange is that there are more than a dozen branches growing on this "stone shell", about one foot long. The branches are strangely tight and look like stone but not stone, like wood but not wood. The whole body and branches are dark black.

"I'm afraid most people don't know this thing. Let me explain its origin slowly." The old man said in a leisurely manner.

"You are all Xingang monks. You must know that an earth-shattering event happened in Xingang more than ten years ago. Yes, I am talking about the ancient ruins. At that time, our Chamber of Commerce discovered the ancient ruins in the desert of Jingbei, Chu State. Relics, and quickly informed the headquarters.”

"Later, during the excavation and breaking of the formation, a small accident occurred. The spirit-enhancing fairy liquid buried in the ancient ruins poured into the underground river and was scattered throughout Xingang. However, you may not know that in the ancient ruins, in addition to the spirit-stimulating fairy liquid, There is another object, which is the one in front of me.”

As soon as the old man finished speaking, people below were abuzz with murmurs.