Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 156: Flying Sword Qinghong

In a breath, Hu Shilong, Xia Ji and Yin Cang appeared together in the No. 2 first-class private room. The tickets for the three of them were combined tickets.

This is also a unique benefit of the private room. You can bring your companions with you. Of course, the price is still paid according to your respective full tickets.

However, as soon as the few people appeared, Dan Gui Yin Cang immediately disappeared from the spot. This is another advantage of the private room, as one can enter and exit at any time.

"What's this, Master Yin?" Xia Ji asked in confusion when she saw Yin Cang suddenly retreat.

"Haha... my master's behavior is strange and unpredictable. How can ordinary people predict it? Maybe he will come back soon." Hu Shilong said with a smile while playing with Xia Ji's breasts.

At this moment, Hu Shilong was sitting in the private room, while Xia Ji was sitting on Hu Shilong's lap, her body nestled in his arms, feeling shy. The room was surrounded by walls on three sides, and in front of it was a transparent light curtain of the formation.

Through the light curtain of the formation, the entire venue can be seen at a glance, but the scene in the private room cannot be seen from outside.

At this time, Dan Gui Yin Cang's figure appeared in the private room again.

"Master? What are you doing?" Hu Shilong asked puzzledly.

He saw Yin Cang go out and come back with a gloomy face, and guessed that something must have happened.

"I just felt the aura of the Mist Lotus Heart Fire from that cultivator. It must be that cultivator who stole my Mist Lotus Heart Fire.

Unfortunately, he was just teleported away by the teleportation array, and when I went out again, the man had already entered the auction venue." Yin Cang said in a hoarse voice.

"Oh? There is such a thing? But since we know that the man is at the auction, we can make some arrangements and we will definitely be able to catch him." Hu Shilong said with a confident smile.

"I have made the corresponding arrangements and arranged for people to ambush near the square. As long as the green-robed monk appears, I will definitely crush him to ashes this time."

Yin Cang was also wearing a black robe. At this moment, his eyes in the hood of the robe had narrowed into a line, and he looked very gloomy.

Lu Chen didn't know that he had been using the Mist Lotus Heart Fire to refine pills for a long time, and that he carried a trace of the aura of heavenly fire on his body, which ordinary cultivators might not be able to detect.

At least Yu Tongwei didn't notice it, but Yin Cang was originally the owner of the Mist Lotus Heart Fire, so he would naturally feel it when in close contact.

Lu Chen was currently in the second-class private room No. 38, looking around curiously.

The private room was about the size of a study room, with walls on three sides, except for a formation light curtain in front of the room that looked like a floor-to-ceiling window.

From inside, you can directly see the scene of the ordinary seats below, but you cannot hear the noisy sound below. The sound insulation effect is still good.

There was nothing else in the private room except a simple set of tables and chairs and a plate of delicious spiritual fruits on the table.

"Haha... such rich spiritual energy, and a plate of good-looking spiritual fruits. The environment is also good. It seems that the ticket money of 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones was not wasted." Lu Chen picked up a spiritual fruit and took a bite, muttering to himself.

The reason why Lu Chen spent so many spirit stones to buy a ticket for a second-class private room was because he had his own considerations.

First of all, the light curtain of the formation in the second-class private room is said to be able to block the consciousness of cultivators below the out-of-body stage, so that no cultivator can find out one's true strength.

It is also reported that private rooms provide much greater protection for users' personal privacy than ordinary seats.

Secondly, it is more convenient to move around in the private room, as you can enter and exit freely, unlike ordinary seats where you have to wait until the auction is over before you can leave.

But now thinking about it, Lu Chen felt very fortunate that he did not skimp on the spirit stones and bought the ticket for the private room.

If I were in an ordinary seat, I might be seen by Chu Dingtian, and I couldn't get out, so I would be caught in the trap by him, right?

The seats below were already full, and even though the five thousand monks tried to speak in low voices, the scene was still noisy.

Of course, if a cultivator is in the Jindan stage, he can naturally use his spiritual sense to transmit sound and will not be affected by noise.

"Why hasn't it started yet? Everyone is seated." Yang Yunfei said.

"What did you say? It's too noisy! I couldn't hear you!" Qi Yutang asked loudly, as if they were arguing.

Yang Yunfei waved his hand, indicating that he had nothing to say, and pointed to the platform in front.

At this moment, the figure of an old man suddenly flashed out in the middle of the platform. His magical power of teleportation shocked all the monks below the platform with his cultivation level.

The old man had white hair and a youthful face, and looked quite like an immortal. His whole body had a restrained aura. At first glance, one might think he was just an ordinary old man, but in fact he was a big boss with profound cultivation.

"Click..."

At this moment, the scene suddenly became dim, with only two white lights remaining on the platform, illuminating the entire platform. The venue suddenly became quiet, and all the monks looked up at the old man on the platform.

“Haha…I am Gongsun Sheng, and I welcome all of you fellow Taoists to participate in the auction held by the Feiyu Chamber of Commerce. This auction will be hosted by me. I will briefly explain the rules below.

First of all, you are not allowed to make loud noises, leave your seat, provoke trouble, or attack other cultivators... Otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation to our Feiyu Chamber of Commerce, and you will lose the qualification to continue bidding.

Secondly, fellow Taoists who want to bid can just write the price on the jade in front of them..."

It turned out that the backrest of each ordinary seat was inlaid with a white jade the size of a plate, which flashed a faint light in the dimness. The monks could write directly on it with their hands, which was a bit similar to the handwriting function in a mobile phone.

Although Gongsun Sheng kept smiling and spoke in a calm tone, there was actually a hint of coercion in his voice, and even a hint of warning.

In the private room, Lu Chen heard Gongsun Sheng's words clearly. He guessed that the sound must have been processed by the formation and then transmitted to each private room simultaneously, otherwise why couldn't he hear other sounds.

After hearing this, Lu Chen finally understood what the more than ten-inch white jade stone on the armrest of the private room seat was used for.

At this time! Gongsun Sheng had finished explaining the rules and announced the official start of the auction.

There was no thunderous applause from the audience, because clapping is currently not a form of expression in the world of cultivation.

Then, the picture on the formation screen behind him changed, and a long sword with an ancient shape appeared.

"Haha...Fellow Taoists, please take a look. This is an innate spiritual flying sword named Qinghong. It is as thin as a cicada's wing and as light as a feather. It can increase the flying speed of cultivators by 30%.

Unfortunately, this sword is slightly damaged. The starting price is 100,000 mid-grade spirit stones. Each bid must not be less than 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones. OK! Fellow Taoists, start bidding!"

Everyone in the audience sighed when they heard this. It turned out to be a defective product. No wonder the starting price was so cheap. You have to know that any innate spiritual treasure would start at one million mid-grade spiritual stones.

Another problem is that Gongsun Sheng only said that the flying sword was slightly damaged, but did not say to what extent it was damaged. What if it was so damaged that it could not be used, or it was not very useful, then wouldn't it be like spending 100,000 mid-grade spirit stones to buy a useless thing?

Besides, 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones is not a small number. No one's spirit stones are picked up for free, right? So for a while, although the audience was discussing quietly,

But no one made a bid, because if a cultivator made a bid, the price and the corresponding number would be directly displayed on the formation screen.

Gongsun Sheng on the stage fell silent after seeing the first lot. Although he still had a smile on his face, he was obviously a little embarrassed...