Chapter 865: Subdued

This is the first time he has used it since he obtained it. The simple three syllables, but the power contained in it, cannot be understood by Chu Mo. At the moment when the first small character was spoken by him, he clearly felt the flutter of flesh and blood in his body, as if contained by this syllable Pumped away his strength and poured into this huge tripod along his right hand.
When the second syllable was spoken, the bones in Chu Mo's body seemed to be rubbed, or not rubbed, but a vibration of the bones in the whole body. Under this vibration, the sound outside the body faintly came out. This is the sound of "珢".
The sound was introduced into this huge tripod, and at the same time, the third syllable Chu Mo was released, prospering his entire brain as if his soul had left his body and surrounded the tripod with the power of that syllable.
After three syllables Chu Mo output, the rebound force suddenly stopped. At the same time, the fragment of Wushan black stone hidden under the pendant under Chu Mo's chest suddenly emits a deep light. Under the flash of strong light, the huge tripod was instantly enveloped. The tripod shook completely under strong light, slowly narrowed, and finally became a palm-sized piece. After floating, it landed on Chu Mo's palm.
This strange scene immediately widened the horizon of the onlookers around, revealing incredible expressions, and the Haidong people who brought this tripod here, one by one took a deep breath, his face was shocked.
In the past, there were two sons of Haidong nationality and auction elders who had observed Chu Mo's actions, and even Feng Xingzhi and Zishan, who presided over the county's auction. All these people are observing how Chu Mo picked up the tripod.
You know, this tripod has been in Haidong for many years and has never shrunk. Even if it is cold, it is because the Haidong area has a warehouse that can accommodate a mountain.
But now, they see Chu Mo only using their eyes to put their hands on a tripod. The tripod was immediately shrouded in glare and contracted unexpectedly at an incredible moment.
In this scene, anyone's first thought of seeing it is usually the words of a blue-haired old man on the auction floor.
"This thing can only be obtained by people related to it, and can only be opened by people related to it!"
Zi Shan opened her mouth subconsciously in the crowd at this moment. She knew that the tripod knew more about how many years the tripod had been in Haidong, and it had not changed at all. Like a dead person, I do n’t know how many people in Haidong study and try to make it their own. All methods have, but no gains.
Even the patriarch of the Haidong clan had to give up, until the highly respected ancestor of the Haidong clan said a word from the dragon master, and the research on it came to an end.
This sentence was said by the old man with blue hair at the auction.
Even the reason this object was sent to Tianhan was due to the will of the Dragon God. He felt that this thing had no fate in Haidong, so he could not force it to stay, otherwise there would be a catastrophe, so he sent it to Tianhan to see if anyone was destined to have this tripod.
At this time, the elders of the Haidong tribe watched Chu Mo hands one after another. The small tripod shone and shook, and everyone remembered Chu Mo's face firmly. Er Gongzi's eyes showed strange light and looked at Chu Mo standing in the distance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Don't waste my mind, don't sell this thing to the public, it's good ..."
Standing next to him, the old man named Chen at the door looked at Chu Mo standing in the distance with dignity. Because of his master, for the first time his heart did not attach importance to Chu Mo.
He remembered this young man named Chu Mo.
Lan Tian Meng also looked at Chu Mo with an elegant smile.
Chu Mo caught the attention of everyone around him. He looked confused at the moment, and it took a long time to recover. He looked at the small tripod in his hand, turned around silently, and walked towards his tent. The chariot followed, sitting cross-legged outside the tent, watching the people gathered around it coldly.
After a long time, the owner of the eyes gradually retracted their eyes and returned to their tent with different expressions of complexity, jealousy, emotion, etc.
It was late, the moon was shining high in the sky, but the snowflakes were falling, the silver of the earth was covered by layers, and the whole tribe was very quiet. In this cold wind, only a few hoods made a burning sound. Chu Mo sat cross-legged in the tent, looking at the tripod in his hand, his eyes were very excited. He raised his left hand, stroking the small tripod, feeling as if flesh and blood were connected. When he touched the tripod, he stood up slowly.
"This is indeed a shortage of tripods needed for refining medicinal stones. Haidong's blue-haired old man is right. This T. has been open for a long time, there. It is the melting pot of medicinal stones!" Getting brighter.
His heart beat faster and faster. He didn't believe this at first, but when he manipulated and reduced it by manipulating the wild tripod, he vaguely felt a strange energy inside the tripod.
This vitality does not seem to be owned by the creature, but by the Maifan Stone itself!
"This tripod has been around for a long time. If it has been opened for a thousand years, then the Maifan stone in it is something that was a thousand years ago. If it has been unsealed. Ten thousand years ..." Chu Mo's heart beat Vigorously, staring at the tripod in his hand, his eyes gradually shivered. After carefully observing this small tripod, his eyes were constantly replaced by electric shocks. Chu Mo took a serious look and stood in front of him with a tripod. After sniffing carefully, his shock became stronger and stronger, even unbelievable.
"The smell of this medicine is not strong. There are two judgments in this matter. Either this tripod medicine stone has been abandoned, or this medicine stone has not been completely refined ..."
"But if the unknown medicinal stone is abandoned, although it will naturally become less fragrant, but after such a rural period, it is not a problem of inattention, but it will completely disappear! Unless it has been prescribed for more than 1,000 years Otherwise, this Maifan stone has not been refined yet. "Chu Moxiguang blinked at the tripod. After a long time, his left hand was raised, squeezing a strange gesture.
This is a kind of fingerprint in his memory when he controlled the extraction jar of crude drugs. With some strange syllables, the cauldron can be opened, thus ending the extraction of crude medicine. Chu Mo knew that his soldiers would immediately open the tripod if they read a syllable that matches the handprint, but he hesitated to look at the tripod.
"If the medicinal stone in this tripod is not abandoned, but in an unfinished state, then I will open it now, it is really abandoned ..." After Chu Mo was silent for a moment, he put away his fingerprints and put the tripod Into the storage bag.
"This is not the place to study. When we return to Jiufeng, we will consider it again." Chu Mo didn't move, put away the small tripod, closed his eyes and exhaled.
The night passed quickly. When he arrived the next morning, Chu Mo walked out of the tent and went to the auction house with Qi Mo. Chu Mo did not participate in the auction that day. His only goal at the moment is the little black man who was sealed in a stone.
It did not appear in the auction the next day. When the last day of the auction came, after more than half of the auctions were held, the atmosphere of the auction venue collapsed as the last few days continued. Afterwards, the old man with blue hair who presided over the auction finally came up with something waiting for Chu Mo.
It was a T-shape, a stone more than one person tall. The whole body is transparent. A little black man sat cross-legged inside and looked lifelike!
"I don't know what it is. I asked many people. Most of them don't know. I didn't bring it from Haidong, but a few days ago some VIPs auctioned it.
The distinguished guests call this object the soul of stone. This man once said that he had three small stones, but after he opened the other two, a little black man inside died and became a black crystal, and the other escaped like a black wind. His whereabouts are still unknown.
This is the last piece. He did not want to try again. He wanted to auction it. His asking price is not high. However, he has a requirement. The final purchaser must say the name of the item and prove that it is authentic. If he is satisfied, he will pay and give you free of charge. He will also give you another black crystal, which turns into black crystal when opened. This person will talk to you alone without worrying about being known by outsiders.
Very cheap, 100,000! "The blue-haired old man spoke slowly, so the singularity of the object attracted the attention of many people, but most of them were very new to the object and had never seen it before. They could not tell its arrival and effect So it is difficult to bid.
"150,000!" There was a begging voice in the crowd. It was a thin middle-aged man. He did not hide his appearance, but sat there coldly. His clothes are very special, consisting of black and white. This kind of clothing is unique to only one tribe on the earth's cold earth, called the Dillo tribe. This tribe is good at making ice sculptures and giving them life in a special way so that they can become their magic weapons.
Its production process is very secretive, except that most of Tianhan has sealed records, it is difficult for others to know.
For those who can participate in this auction, the price of 150,000 yuan is very low. It is just the origin and function of the object. Because too few people knew about it, tendering was restricted.
"Two hundred thousand!" Chu Mo stood on the balcony, looking at the little black man in the transparent rock. He clearly saw the little man's hand, only three fingers each!
After confirming that this little man was exactly what he needed to refine and accept the fan, Chu Mo gave a price.
"Three hundred thousand!" Nadi's clan frowned.
"500,000!"
"700,000!"
"One million!" Chu Mo slowly looked at the transparent rock.
"You don't want to force a quotation, you don't know what it is, use the white price, and in the end, if you can't tell its source and role, how do you end!" ink.
"I don't know who auctioned it. I think you are here. I can tell you that I am the only one who knows about it. Others must not know what it is, let alone how to use it!" Nadiro's people stood up and talked to everyone. "If I don't know, I won't bid." Chu Mo's eyes left the transparent rock and fell on the Dilo tribe in black and white robes.
The thin men in Nadiro's department stared at Chu Mo with somber eyes. He doesn't have too many stone coins. He has nothing special to get here, but he did not expect to encounter this stone here!
The moment he saw the object, his inner excitement was more than the countless people in the auction. To his ecstasy, this object is extremely rare, and no one else will ever know its origin. Only he can understand its function!
I think it will be easier to obtain, and the price of the stone is not high, which makes him excited and eager.
Fairy. Even broke through Chu Mo in the middle!
One million is his limit. He didn't have a stone coin to buy it. Although his desire for it has reached an indescribable degree, his eyes are gradually bloodshot due to lack of money.
"He lied! I am the only one who knows what this is, and no one can know except me!" The Roti tribe shouted around. However, most people around him did not notice this. Even those who look at him often have their eyes sparkling, not knowing what they are thinking.
"Room 9 auctioneer, since some people suspect that you don't know about this, I can give you a chance to say what it is!" A gentle voice sounded, not the mysterious master of the rock, but the prefectural auction Blue-haired old man.
"If you can't answer, then you have to give up this bid opportunity to show fairness!" The blue-haired old man blinked slowly and said slowly.
"Oh? Really everyone who wants to buy this thing must tell what it is in front of everyone at the auction house?" Chu Mo smiled, looking at the blue-haired old man.
"Yes, this is the moment!" The old man with blue hair glanced at Chu Mo and nodded.
The Nadi Robb are now short of breath. He has offended Chu Mo because of this stone. If he wants to come and get it, he will leave immediately. Maybe he can return to the tribe before others find him.
"This rule is unfair. If I say it, then someone offers it, is n’t it like me to identify it? If you can say yes, unless there are no more bidders, in this case, only him He and I are the justice of Haidong. I will tell its origin. If it is finally purchased, it will be delivered after the auction and I will take it on the spot.
Chu Mo said in a relaxed voice.
"Well, no one has offered to buy this thing before. In this case, it will no longer accept the price offered by others. Now only you two can get it. If you understand, take it." Blue Hair Senior With a sneer in my heart, my voice sank.
"It is indeed the soul in the stone, but its focus is not the black villain inside, but the stone itself. It is contained in the body in a special way, which can make people have stronger qi and blood when practicing. , Nourish the soul and promote meditation.
As for the black bad guy inside, it was this stone that absorbed the filthy air of the world and condensed out. It is highly toxic. This poison is not fatal, but it affects the growth of the plant. It needs to be taken out in a unique way and then taken out lightly. This is harmful and unprofitable! "Chu Mo turned on the lights, and the voice spread throughout the auction.
"You nonsense! You are wrong!" Nadiro's clan shouted immediately, staring at Chu Mo, his eyes full of hatred. Hatred cannot be explained. In his feelings, Chu Mo deliberately prevented objects from being acquired by himself. There was a smile on his face, he didn't care about those who couldn't hide his emotions, he didn't care about those who were not on the table and couldn't see the clues.
"I'm finished, then, it's your turn to say, what is it?" Chu Mo looked at the Nadiro people and said. The old man with blue hair was sullen, but he could not be responsible for Chu Mo. After all, he didn't know what that was.