Chapter 311 Quasi-Tao Tool

With Ren Qiu shouting, the scene suddenly became quiet, and the originally noisy and chaotic situation returned to normal in an instant.

This is how humans are. They have the roots of following the flow. If a strong person speaks, they will involuntarily follow the other party.

Feeling the admiration mixed in the many admiring eyes, Ren Qiu was slightly surprised. He turned his head and saw a man in a moon-white robe sitting on the throne of the ice with his sword, smiling a little squeaked and a little yin...

It is Chen Shaobai.

There are so many people who talk, Ren Qiu doesn't express his gratitude much, but just bows his hand and gives a big gift.

Chen Shaobai, a guy who is a fantasy, must have hidden countless secrets worth exploring in his body. When he is not confident of capturing him, it is better to please and please him as much as possible.

Otherwise, the unlucky Du Kang would be his lesson.

Are there any people who squirted about great magical powers on the spot? Are there any powerful people who slapped the fairyland in the face? Are there any people who slap them one by one?

Thinking of Du Kang, Ren Qiu couldn't help but feel his cheeks getting a little hot, and his attitude towards Chen Shaobai became more respectful and humble.

This kind of action naturally aroused more suspicion about Chen Shaobai, but the previous lessons remained at the corner of his mouth. Few monks would foolishly use their magic power to communicate with each other, but they just silently thought in their hearts...

No matter what everyone is thinking, what exactly is, one of them is very similar.

Chen Shaobai must not be provoked!

The great masters are criticized as dogs by others, and they have no choice but to do anything. How many combat power can they have to compete with others in the group of slags in the secret realm of tempering?

As everyone's awe of Chen Shaobai increased with the times, the last game of the world's No. 1 auction finally began.

Many treasures that cannot be seen at once and can only find a trace of the mythology are here. Here, they seem to have turned into ordinary cabbage and radish, and are brought to the auction table one by one and are photographed with jealousy.

The trained host girl is very professional. She has clear eyes and eyes, and her thinking is like lightning. She can not only mobilize the auction atmosphere and get higher prices, but also does not make people feel that she is delaying time.

The golden golden elixir, the water robbery pill, the soul-resurrect fragrance, the purple fruit...

The appearance of each spiritual object will attract the looting of many monks, and everyone will be red in their faces. The eyes are covered with blood, and eventually they will consume their family's wealth. They will complete the delivery of their property in pain and joy in the eyes of many monks.

The tendency of a large background force shows some demeanor, while some casual cultivators who have no foundation have the first reaction after obtaining the spirit objects is to swallow them alive and choose to refine them on the spot.

As the saying goes, an ordinary man is guilty of possessing a treasure. He swallows and refining it on the spot. Although it will waste some of the efficacy of the medicine, it is also a good choice.

Therefore, an extremely interesting scene occurred in the last game of the world's No. 1 auction.

There are constantly cultivators sitting down on the ground, choosing to break through the realm, and most of them have successfully broken through the realm.

Not to mention anything else, just this rare scene in a thousand years, Ren Xi's auction will make a lot of reputation.

Seeing the great masters around him selling the things he took out for auction one by one, Chen Shaobai smiled despicablely, never giving out his hands from beginning to end.

His purpose is clear, and there is only one.

The finale of this auction is a perfect match!

The so-called quasi-Tao instrument, to be easy to understand, is to condense the true spirit. It is only one step away from breaking through the realm, cultivating the body, achieving the sacred weapon, and a magic weapon that is free and free between heaven and earth.

It exists like the immortal-slaying platform that claims to be "supreme" in Qingxuanmen.

"If I have the ability, I will help you find the Taoist weapon and help you achieve the great way!"

Thinking of the original deal and vow, Chen Shaobai is imperative this time.

The inner demons should not be sweared out randomly. Once they are swearing out, they will have endless and far-reaching impacts. So far, Chen Shaobai's many karma of cause and effect have been eliminated, and the only thing left is to talk about two.

Resurrected by Liu Aofu, who is half-teacher, understands the promise of the Supreme.

Finally...

Achieve the head of Qingxuan Sect! Win Mengli home with dignity!

Seeing that Chen Shaobai had a faint smile from beginning to end and did not participate in the auction, many people who were prejudiced and jealous of him spared no effort to slander and insult him in their hearts.

"After all, he is a stinky little kid. Even if he cultivates into the immortal realm of God Transformation, he is still a poor man!"

When these people comfort themselves, they forgot that Chen Shaobai worked hard from nothing to something, while most of them were able to reach this point after being blessed by their predecessors.

Compared with the two, the gap cannot be determined.

But in their hearts, only spirit stones are the criterion for measuring everything, and wealth is the sign of whether a monk succeeds.

Feeling some inexplicable contemptuous eyes, Chen Shaobai ignored it and was a god who was leisurely and leisurely to watch the show.

It has to be said that the competition in the last game was too fierce. Although there were not the most objects, it also went from the three poles of the mountain to the sparse moon and the sky, and then the rising sun.

A trace of purple light from dawn shone down, and the world's number one auction finally came to an end, and it was also the highest time.

"I believe everyone has heard of the last thing before? That's right, it's a quasi-dao weapon! An existence that can make the sect rise and prosperity for it!"

"But there is one thing to be explained in advance. Since this object was entered into the warehouse, it has no power including the spirit. Its power is 20% weaker than that of ordinary Taoist instruments."

The wet and soft girl smiled slightly, showing a sweet and seductive posture. She did not talk about the benefits of this thing, but instead talked about its shortcomings.

But no one in the audience was idiots, and no one could say anything more. Just two words were enough to demonstrate the value of this thing.

Taoist instrument!

It can be used as the foundation for the sect to be passed down for thousands of years!

"The price of the bottom price is 700 million spirit stones, and each price increase must not be less than 100 million. Now, the auction begins!"

The female cultivator said something, and everyone was foolish, beating their chests and stamping their feet, regretting that they didn't leave too many spirit stones until now.

Although they all knew in their hearts that no one except the great masters could guarantee that they could get this thing intact.

"Billion Spirit Stones!"

The first person to speak is the nominal master of Dianji, the host elder of the Tantric Buddhism of the Hangkong Temple, and the Tibetan.

As soon as he spoke, he directly raised the price by 300 million, which discouraged many monks.

Lin Yuanxi just smiled slightly and continued to raise the price in a low voice: "1.3 billion."

The two have their eyes facing each other and their fighting spirit is full of fighting spirit.

Just when everyone thought a fight between the god-transforming gods would happen, Chen Shaobai suddenly spoke... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!