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Chapter 150: Two Hundred Million

"Senior, here is the final treasure of this auction. Chunyang is perfect for love!"

At this moment, Tiezhanggui also came to Moli's VIP room.

"If you need to borrow elixirs or exchange them for them, I will help you and will definitely be able to take pictures of this treasure!"

"Yes!" Mo Li nodded lightly, but immediately locked his eyes on the treasure below.

At this time, almost all the sounds disappeared without a trace at the auction, and countless powerful people fixed their eyes on the things on the auction table.

But this approach is destined to be ineffective, because there is a golden scarf covered on the pure Yang superb treasure. This scarf is actually a top-grade magic weapon, covering it, even Mo Li can't see a trace of the breath.

"What is this?" Mo Li couldn't help but ponder, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was asking about the precious iron palm again!

"I don't know about this. This thing is said to be a Buddhist treasure brought back from the battlefield outside the mainland!"

Tiezhanggui was in trouble and frowned. It was not that he refused to reveal the secret, he really didn't know.

As for the battlefield outside the continent he mentioned, Mo Li also knew. He had heard that the current Demon Sect is plagued by common things and has no time to take care of the Seven Emperors Continents. He heard that it was a war with Buddhism.

"This war is a battle between Taoist sect and Buddhism. It is said that the righteous Taoist Alliance and the Demon Taoist Alliance have also reached an alliance in the war. I just don't know if it has anything to do with the opening of my father's tomb this time!" Mo Li thought about this in his heart, but quickly pulled his thoughts back again.

Such a war is not something he can understand and participate in, at least it is not what he should think of at this stage.

"Wow—"

At this moment, a scream erupted from the crowd below, and the scarf covering the treasure was suddenly lifted up.

The appearance of the pure Yang master treasure ware appears.

But unlike imagination, this thing is very ordinary. Not only does it have a trace of the jewelry that should be, it also does not reveal a trace of pure yang energy. Put it there, it looks like a stone or a brick.

Speaking of the shape of the thing, Mo Li couldn't help but touch his nose. It turned out to be a purple-red copper bowl.

Now there is no cover, and everyone can see clearly this ancient copper bowl.

"What's going on? Why is it a bowl? Could it be that a Buddhist monk was having a meal during the war, and then he failed to escape and even lost his job?" Mo Li thought strangely. The difference between this pure Yang treasure and his imagination was too big.

"This thing is not good, it's not as impressive as the robes just now!" At this time, the little prince of the White Dragon jumped up and gestured.

"Hmph! What is a bowl? This is the bowl of Buddhism. This is a powerful magic weapon in Buddhism. Many monks who have attained enlightenment will sacrifice this magic weapon. It is said that if they have achieved success in their cultivation, they can even accommodate a small world and suppress everything with their backhands. Usually, this thing is powerful. Whether it is used as defense or attack, it is a tough guy. I guess no one here practices Buddhist magical powers and cannot sacrifice this thing, so this thing will be lost, otherwise it might be auctioned!"

Listening to Mo Li's words, Di Shi was so amused and had to explain a few words.

"Oh? Bougu? Then is this thing useful to you? It doesn't seem to have any pure yang aura. Could it be that it was taken off!" Mo Li said lightly.

"No, on the contrary, this thing has been a superb treasure that has been sacrificed to the extreme. The formation inside the bowl is round, with more than 2,900 paths, and there are even a few more paths that can even be hoped to achieve the Taoist weapon. Of course, this thing is made of extremely yin and cold iron and Jiuyou Zigangsha, which are extremely yin and extremely cold materials. If you want to transform pure yang, it is tantamount to destroy the entire treasure body. Even if it can be transformed into results, the pure yang power spent is several or ten times that of ordinary magic weapons. It is extremely unprofitable. I believe that the owner of this magic weapon gave up this thing because of this reason!"

Di Shi shook his head and carefully savored the purple-red bowl. He seemed to be extremely satisfied with this thing.

"Everyone, this thing is a Buddhist treasure seized from the battlefield outside the sky, a pure yang copper bowl. Due to material problems, it is extremely difficult to refine this magic weapon into a Taoist weapon. The owner of the magic weapon will sell it. Finally, we will go to our Sifang Tower. Let's do this. Now let's ask the elder of the Light Source to help everyone activate this treasure, so that everyone can see the power and then start the auction!"

At this time, the auction had been replaced by a monk who was in charge of the Nine-level Immortal Realm of Qi Refining. As soon as this person came up, he immediately held the bowl in his hand and explained it word by word. The words were exactly the same as what Emperor Shi said.

At the same time, a tall and mighty bald man walked up the auction table. The man's aura was very strange. He was actually practicing Buddhist skills. However, the mysterious golden Taoist robe on his body could prove that he was a Taoist monk. This is the elder of the Light Source.

"Well, it is not impossible to practice both Buddhism and Taoism. However, there are many powerful Buddhist magic powers, and many Buddhist magic powers have their own wonders. They can practice one or two things. Whether a monk is a Tao or a Buddha, an evil or a righteous person, it depends only on the original mind of his beliefs and the relationship between the practice and the practice is not so relevant!"

Looking at the bald man below, Emperor Shi curled his lips, but locked his eyes on the bowl raised by the man.

"Buzz--"

Sure enough, the bald elder, who grabbed the bowl, immediately mobilized the Buddhist magic power and the heart method to activate the bowl.

Almost instantly, the surface of the bowl was no longer simple, but became extremely gorgeous and noble. The surface of the bowl was countless golden runes flowed vaguely. A large world void appeared above the bowl. You could even see the flowers, plants, trees, mountains, flowing water, flowers, birds, fish and insects inside it, which turned out to be a very small void cave inside the bowl.

In an instant, infinite heat began to spread from the crowd that had been silent below. This thing is so good.

“Huhuhuhu——”

Unlike them, Mo Li and Di Shi have been paying close attention to the pure yang energy. As the magic power of the light source elder increased, the bowl of gold light continued to penetrate. In the golden light, the infinite pure yang energy emerged from it, making people feel that the bowl of gold was a pure yang world.

In the bowl was the Nine Yang Holy Water full of a small void world.

"Gaga, what a rich Nine Yang Qi. As long as I eat this thing, I will immediately advance to my cultivation and practice the Avici Gate!"

Di Shi was extremely happy. He finally saw hope of restoring his cultivation.

At this moment, the strange phenomenon appeared in the bowl again, and the golden light gathered inside and suddenly turned into a fat bald monk. The monk bared his breasts and showed his breasts, smiling, holding a strange seal in his hand, as if he was smiling at everyone, as if he was laughing at the world again.

In an instant, a peaceful and quiet atmosphere was conveyed, and the bowl suddenly came out of the sound of chanting and chanting scriptures like the sound of reading.

The sound inside the bowl was very strange, as if there was a kind of magic power. When I heard the backlash, I could actually make people want to own it and sacrifice it.

"Good baby!" Mo Li gasped!

It was not until this time that Mo Li saw how weak his white bone soul-destroying clock was. Even the blood sword artifact refined by the Demon Sword Son before was actually not as powerful as this bowl magic weapon. After all, it was a pseudo-tao weapon that was forcibly refined.

That's natural. If this thing can be warmed up with the spirit of the weapon, even if this magic weapon cannot immediately advance to the Taoist weapon, it will undoubtedly be compared to ordinary Taoist weapon attacks." Di Shi curled his lips, wishing he could swallow this thing immediately to strengthen his cultivation.

"If this bowl is swallowed by me, my power will definitely increase greatly. I don't know how many of the nine pure yang auras contained in it are far beyond my imagination. Be good, now it is developed!" Di Shi's eyes were scorching, and he almost burned the magic fire.

It seems that this thing is not cheap. Mo Li Gang thought this way, and the Taoist who was in charge of the auction below spoke!

"This bowl is the finale of this conference. You have also seen its power. The value of this thing is immeasurable. The auction starts now, starting at 80 million!"

As soon as the words 80 million were spoken, everyone below immediately took a breath. This was the first time that a treasure had been sold at such a starting price, even in previous auctions!

Eighty million! What is the concept of 80 million pills? Eighty million can create 100,000 Qi training monks. Although this statement is a bit general, the theory is that. Such a force is comparable to a medium-sized sect.

Although Mo Li spent Liangyi pills to buy the python dragon bloodstone before, the money was completely different from the current starting point of 80 million yuan.

"Eighty-one million!"

However, that's it, there was a sound of yelling at the bottom.

For such a treasure, how many Jindan monks and Qi-refining monks are able to strip their underwear and sell all their assets to start like this.

For such a treasure, many Jindan monks were willing to lose their fortunes.

"Ninety million!" At this moment, another voice sounded, and the sound came. Mo Li's eyes suddenly froze. This man turned out to be a pair of golden elixir monks who had chased Mo Li outside the Sifang City before...

"100 million!" Almost as the sound fell, another sound came. Looking along the sound, Mo Li's eyes flashed again, and there was a complex color in his eyes. Opposite was a majestic old man with white hair and beard. His eyes were sharp. Although he was a little old, the bright yellow robe on his body gave people an inexplicable aura.

Looking at the old man again, Mo Li actually saw Li Jiaojiao again.

"This is the Long Live Fox King!"

Tie Zhanggui introduced, and his eyes became strange when he looked at Mo Li, because while Mo Li was peeping at these people, these people were also peeping at him. Every time the shadows appeared, they actually reflected endless murderous intent at Mo Li.

"The three cultivators who have completed the late stage of the Golden Pill have a grudge against this senior Mo Yi. It seems that I have underestimated the identity and energy of this mysterious person!"

Looking at Mo Li's back, Tie Zhanggui thought lightly.

"Two million!"
Chapter completed!
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