Chapter 1619: As expected by 2

Three hours passed quickly.
At this time, the atmosphere of the Penglai Sea Meeting is the hottest, and now is no exception. Everyone knows that the last treasure is about to appear.
All eyes are on the auction stage, all.
As an elegant and natural woman in Tsing Yi slowly stepped onto the stage, the atmosphere below was suddenly ignited to its highest point.
"Ah? It turned out that Qingque came to host."
"It seems that this Shenmu Ding is really here, there will be no fakes."
"How could the news released by Penglai Island be false, but it was only the auction that Qingque would preside over, but I didn't expect it."
"She is much stronger than she was a hundred years ago. Not only has she survived a catastrophe, it seems that her whole person has changed a lot, is she enlightened?"
"She is a soul cultivator, that is really rare. In the current world of cultivating immortals, there are no more than five cultivators who have enlightened the Tao on the soul."
"Yes, Soul Dao Enlightenment Dao is extraordinary. Although she is only the fourth level of crossing the tribulation realm, she is afraid that the seventh level is very difficult to beat."
Several cultivators of the Cross Tribulation Realm whispered, and like everyone else, their eyes were full of desire.
The blue bird walked slowly, elegant and elegant, stopped in the middle, and glanced down the stage, but his eyes were not calm and a little melancholy.
Even sad.
Such gaze naturally cannot escape the observation of the people below.
Many people were surprised, but some couldn't bear it, already shouting.
"What's wrong, is something wrong?"
"Is there no Shenmu Ding?"
Qingque shook her head lightly and smiled slightly, "Of course not, Penglai Island will not lie."
She raised her hand slightly, and the Shenmu Ding appeared on the auction stage, solemn and simple, with no radiance, but its aura was spontaneous, and anyone who saw it would know it was extraordinary.
Those cultivators who crossed the Tribulation Realm were finally excited.
"Yes, it really is a Shenmu Ding!"
"Heavenly magic weapon, I finally saw the heavenly magic weapon!"
"Anyway, get it, get it!"
Zhang Tiebo stood up, his expression was a bit fanatical, and so was Guan Hong.
"If you have work, I will pay 500,000 yuan."
A calm voice sounded from the east corner, and a grey-clothed monk slowly raised his hand and smiled at Qingque.
The monk had a normal figure and a very ordinary appearance. He was thrown into the crowd for fear that no one would recognize it. But when he spoke, the noisy meeting place suddenly fell silent. There were hundreds of people here, almost no one dared to disrespect him.
Kunlun, Zheng Daoxuan.
The presbyterian is one of the most powerful people in the world of cultivating immortals, and of course, so is the strength.
"Amitabha."
There was a low chant in the west corner, and an old monk joined together and said, "The poor monk gave out 800,000 yuan."
The old monk described it as withered, as if skin covered with bones, his eyes were as calm as words, without a trace of emotion, but strangely, the incense ring on the top was full of scars, like a flying dragon.
Tianlong Temple, Master Dazhi.
The first person in the world of suffering meditation.
Bitter meditation is the most difficult and painful kind of meditation. It is a kind of meditation that can only grow in pain. It is better to die than to practice bitter meditation. It is a saying spread in the world of immortality. Suffering from suffering, but once something is achieved, the rewards are unimaginable.
It has always been said that the strongest in Tianlong Temple is not Long Zun, but him.
As soon as the two quoted the price, the others shut up. This price is simply impossible to look up.
"It's really rich."
"It's 800,000 in one shot. We sold all of our sects and it was less than half of them."
"Then your sect is very good."
"Even the disciple..."
Zhang Tiebai stayed for a while and whispered, "Guan Hong, don't you make a bid yet?"
Guan Hong shook his head slightly and sighed, "We only add up to a little over one million. Wait a minute, it may not be possible."
Zheng Daoxuan turned around and bowed, smiled and nodded, "Master Dazhi speaks extraordinaryly, and I can't fall behind, I'm out of 900,000."
"one million."
The sound was like a wooden fish knocked out, and the whole hall shook and rang.
The green bird on the stage looked at the two and smiled faintly, "A few fellow daoists, you are too anxious. I haven't stated the reserve price and the characteristics of this magic weapon. When I have made it clear, a few will shoot again. Not later."
"What reserve price, can the reserve price exceed 1 million?"
"Don't waste time, let's wait and see!"
The audience is noisy, the drama has just begun, where can it be interrupted.
"Sorry, I was anxious."
Looking at the green bird, Zheng Daoxuan smiled and arched his hands before sitting down slowly.
Master Dazhi sat down without saying a word. His sitting posture was very strange. Only his little toe touched the ground, and his whole body's strength was pressed on a little toe. This is the most basic method of sitting meditation in Kuzen. will not change.
By the way, it's not that the sitting posture saves effort when the realm is high. It is still all his strength, the cultivation level is improved, and the strength is also improved.
Qingque replied with a bow and said calmly, "Thank you, the previous auction price has been invalidated. What I want to say below, please listen carefully, and make a decision after you have heard it clearly, and decide whether to shoot this Shenmu Ding."
Hearing this, the crowd below was a little uncomfortable.
"Is this tripod fake?"
"Unlike, is there something wrong, or is it broken?"
"If the magic weapon ~EbookFREE.me~ is damaged, it will be greatly reduced, but it shouldn't be."
Qingque pointed to the Shenmu Cauldron, and slowly said, "Penglai Pavilion will not sell damaged magic weapons. The Shenmu Cauldron is not broken, but sealed by spirit magic."
"seal?"
"Spiritual?"
Some people are at a loss, others are surprised.
"Spiritual...that is the evil method of the Demon Sect. It disappeared more than ten thousand years ago. How could it appear in this cauldron?"
"I have been sealed, is it unusable, or is it something else?"
"It's a bit weird, it doesn't seem to be an ordinary magic weapon."
The monks began to discuss, high or low, the monks crossing the Tribulation Realm were no exception, and Zheng Daoxuan looked at the Shenmu Cauldron, his expression gradually became serious, and he slowly said, "Green bird, what is sealed in the Shenmu Cauldron?"
Master Dazhi obviously had the same doubts, but he didn't speak.
Qingque's jaw slightly moved with a lot of concentration, "Yes, as the two Taoist friends expected, there is indeed something sealed in the Shenmu Cauldron, something that nobody thought of, and it hasn't appeared in many years."
Zheng Daoxuan seemed to realize something, his expression suddenly stagnated.
Master Dazhi closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and knocked on his left hand with fingers that were as dry as wood.
The sound of Buk, Buk, slowly sounded and spread throughout the hall, and everyone's heart was shaken.
Qingque nodded lightly and sighed, "It seems that both of you understand."
Zheng Daoxuan couldn't help but shook his head, and said with a wry smile, "It's hard not to understand after hearing the word spirit."
"What the is it, so mysterious?"
"Say it quickly, is it buy one get one free?"
Those who know are already thinking about countermeasures, but those who don't know are still questioning.
Qingque glanced at it and said word by word, "In the Shenmu Cauldron, it is an ancient evil soul sealed." 8)