Chapter 310 The final auction

As many great masters in the Immortal Palace discussed and planned, the world's No. 1 auction, which lasted for a full three months, gradually came to an end.

During this period, Chen Shaobai also spent money like soil, and Tao received a lot of good things. The magic pills refined with the Spirit Gourd Curse and the Purple Gold Gourd were also handed over to Ren Xi for auction.

The items refined by the Spirit Gourd Curse all have mysterious power, either increasing magic power, tempering **, or seeking to directly save the soul. According to the levels of many heavenly materials and treasures under the sky, they are at least gilt earth-level existences, and can be sold out for hundreds of millions at any time. The heaven-defying thing like the Resurrection Incense is even more expensive and has no market. Whenever it appears, people flock to it and rob it in a snatch...

As time goes by, Chen Shaobai's assets not only did not decrease, but instead grew leaps and soon, they reached a point that many great masters could not reach.

After all, the God-Changing Fairyland is only of a profound level of strength. Most of their assets obtain raw materials from the sects and spend years or even decades to refine pills. It is absolutely impossible to just catch a monster like Chen Shaobai, and he can refine a magical medicine on the spot. The advantages and disadvantages of both sides can be seen.

Feeling that the number of standard spirit stones suppressed in his natal world is increasing, Chen Shaobai is a little numb when counting the money himself.

Among these spirit stones, there are extremely high quality that can be used as elixirs to refine them directly, and there are also slightly inferior quality, containing a lot of impurities, which can only be used to set up a formation. However, after Chen Shaobai's spiritual thoughts were swept through carefully, he knew how much property he had now...

"Three hundred and three billion standard spirit stones!"

"In this way, you can buy that thing, right?"

Chen Shaobai thought about it and then stepped out, his figure sank into the void and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The next moment, he would easily move on to the illusion, as if he had traveled through the shackles of time and space, and instantly came to another wonderful place.

This place is ten miles in a circle, with tens of thousands of thrones. Each seat is carved with a purple, gold and jade heart, and is engraved with a formation that silences and clears the heart and hides the breath. Even if it is full of people, it will not feel any noise or congestion.

The auction stand is like a center of a circle, and is paved with marble bluestone. It is hidden from the blue sky and looks particularly upright and has no hidden self.

Absolutely transparent, there is no black slap in black, this is the most praised part of this world's No. 1 auction.

As the last and most finale of the world's No. 1 auction, there are tens of thousands of seats and people are surging. Although they are not said to be shoulder to shoulder, they feel sad at first glance.

The monks in Kaiyuan World actually have such a powerful force. If they can be condensed into one, how could they be afraid of the Ninth Heaven of Purgatory? They would just be like a slag.

But not just the Kaiyuan World, there is no absolute harmony and unity in any place where humans exist.

War and self-venge killing are the heavens of mankind. If there is no struggle, it will not be like the second son of the Great Dao, the most beloved son of the Great Dao.

The auction table was filled with round shapes and scattered. Before the many purple gold thrones, there were more than twenty orchid ice stone thrones. Most of them had been occupied, but one was left alone and empty. Although the organizer did not explain anything, no one would sit up there in a daze.

Are these people the positions of powerful people in the God-Transforming Fairyland and the young monks in the Qi-Tempering Secret Realm? It’s better not to go over and take their own humiliation!

Chen Shaobai passed through the crowd and walked towards the Ice Stone Throne in a row.

"Chen Kuangren? Is he going to grab a seat? Is this guy crazy or stupid!"

"Qingxuan, Haotian, Jinyuan, Liuli, Wanji... All the powers of immortals, demons, monsters, Buddhas are all here, and only the people from Jueqing Cliff are not in place. In this position, the ten-day jiu was left for Du Kang by the Ren father and son."

"I want to fight Du Kang head-on again? What a big grudge!"

"If you provoke great powers repeatedly, even if Chen Shaobai dies, he will leave a lot of money in history."

The keen eyes of tens of thousands of monks moved with Chen Shaobai's figure, and their mental thoughts were full of emotions, and they mobilized each other to communicate secret methods.

Fortunately, Ren Xi was foresighted and set up a silent magic array for each seat, so the scene did not appear noisy. It was just that before he knew it, the finale of the auction became tense from the beginning.

An anxious aura lingered in the auction hall, and everyone's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up the jump.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Chen Shaobai sat on the frozen throne as expected and naturally, with his legs slightly open, and the big horse's golden sword mounted on it, looking leisurely, extremely calm, without any fear or helplessness.

This calm and composed demeanor alone has already convinced countless people. In private, some monks who were originally prejudiced to him and thought he was too arrogant and too sharp also changed their attitudes slightly.

But the subsequent performances of many great masters sitting on the throne of ice made people even more shocked and stood on the spot with a stunned look.

The first person to speak was the Lord of the Taotie Hall of the God Demon Sect and Cang Donglong.

He turned his head slightly and smiled heartily: "Brother Chen, you promised me last time that we should get drunk together. Why do you have to change your mind now and tell stories to those juniors every day?"

Chen Shaobai responded with a smile: "Come on Fang Chang, after I return to the sect and handle all the affairs, I will come to the Gods and Demons Palace to find you."

After receiving this sentence, Cang Donglong nodded with satisfaction, stopped making a sound, and quietly waited for the next auction.

With this beginning, Lin Yuanxi, Luo Xuanji, Ren Qiu and others also stepped forward to ask about their well-being, showing like a relationship between peers, without any feeling of being high above.

What is even more surprising is that some other great masters, whether they are immortals, demon sects or Buddhist figures, nodded slightly to Chen Shaobai, as if they were unwilling to be at a disadvantage.

The Ice Throne is a privileged symbol of the realm of the God-Changing Fairyland, a special item for the leader of the Immortal Taoist Tao and the giants of the Demon Sect. There is no negative prohibition on it, only some subtle effects of concentrating the mind. Therefore, the dialogue and performance of the people fell in the eyes of tens of thousands of top monks around them without reservation.

In such a huge auction hall, where tens of thousands of people gathered, it was silent for a moment. Both of them stared at Chen Shaobai with horror, as if they were looking at a prehistoric monster.

After a brief silence, the sound waves of boiling and unfolding in the field burst out. Even the sound insulation barrier could not stop these monks from communicating with the sound transmission.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

Where the immortals gathered, they were like a vegetable market, noisy and chaotic.

No matter they make a fuss, the world changes too quickly.

"Just as soon as Chen Kuang made enemies with Du Kang, these great masters showed goodwill. Are they not afraid that Du Kang will be resentful and take revenge in private?"

"You know what's the point! If only one or two do this, that doesn't mean anything. Will these great masters collectively be tempted? So, the truth is already very clear..."

"In the eyes of these figures in the God-Changing Fairyland, Chen Shaobai is personally more valuable than Du Kang, and far more than ten times better!"

After all, as the head of Jueqing Cliff, Du Kang has a whole demonic sect behind him as a backing, which can make many great masters decisively give up on him and choose Chen Shaobai. Then the value and potential of the latter are already obvious.

Chen Shaobai is an existence that can achieve a very high level in the realm of immortal transformation!

Before we knew it, thousands of people in the field had a consistent thought at the same time. They looked at Chen Shaobai in great awe, both envy, jealousy and hatred, and seemed to have been knocked over the five flavor bottles, not knowing what it felt like.

A few months ago, the conflict between Chen Shaobai and Du Kang had already made everyone understand and investigate him, and some of his basic information appeared in front of everyone like a blank piece of paper.

He debuted in a place called Shangguo in the corner of Dongsheng Shenzhou. His origin was unknown. Except for Wu Pei, who had long been missing, there seemed to be no fellow countrymen, and his life experience was a mystery.

But even so, it cannot stop everyone's gossip. The fact that Chen Shaobai has practiced for less than a hundred years has long been exposed.

What is a genius? This is the real genius!

Without relying on background forces or magic medicine, he started from scratch and cut out a bright future with just one person and one sword. A person like Chen Shaobai is a well-deserved genius!

Compared with him, those geniuses who were best cared for and cultivated by the sect since childhood and were deliberately supported were more than one or two less.

The time required for the auction has already arrived, but the sound in the venue is too noisy. Even the wet and soft host girl could not express her intentions. She could only look at Chen Shaobai, the culprit who was always there with a resentful look on her face.

Seeing that the host could not control the situation, Ren Qiu, who was watching from the side, shouted: "Okay! Silent!"

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

An invisible and qualitative force penetrated into this space, interrupting the transmission of mana by everyone. The violent fluctuations and backlash made many people spit out a mouthful of blood, and they lost a lot of money.

"So strong! So strong! Suppressing tens of thousands of top monks with a sound, is Ren Qiu's magic power already so profound?"

This is what I think of inexplicably quenching the secret realm of quenching.

"The second level of God Transformation, the world has been condensed, and the power of the Kingdom of God can be used, and the realm has been completely solidified!"

This is the thought in the minds of great masters.

Chen Shaobai looked at Ren Qiu with a strange smile on his face.

"I only taught him for three months last time, and now I can use it proficiently. This guy is good at understanding..."

ps: Thank you for the reward of Fengji Tianjun and Jiugui Brother! Thank you for the atodudu, and thank you for Yueyuty for your monthly ticket! (To be continued.)

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