Chapter 222 Spiritual Power Manifestation (2)

"650, one time."

"650 million, twice."

"650...Three times!"

At the moment when the hammer struck for the last time, some people on the field sighed, some regretted their wrists, and some were free and easy.

Although it is rare for a saint to preach, it does not necessarily make people step into the threshold of a saint.

Even so, Zhou Shoufu still couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Because of this auction, he has already emptied his family.

But if it can really go a step further, what is a mere million Taiyuan Tongbao?
Just when everyone was about to leave, Qiu Shangshu suddenly laughed.

"Everyone, please stay still. This time the virtual world is open, the sages and countless heroes and powers will work together to create a creative place for Tianjiao's experience in the Canglan Realm."

Experienced?
Hearing this, almost all the young talents showed interest.

Qiu Shangshu did not disappoint everyone.

"In the imaginary world, there are many treasures left by the heroes of the martyrs. To obtain the treasures, one needs to meet any one of two conditions: one, manifest spiritual power. Two, pay a part of the treasures as... tickets."

Song Lanyi was a little interested, and couldn't help asking, "As long as you enter the Canglan Realm, will you get treasures?"

"Of course not. Since ancient times, those who are destined to get the treasures, we just give you a chance."

Although these words poured cold water on them, they still couldn't warm up the fiery hearts of the Tianjiao.

Even Song Lanyi couldn't help but admit:
In fact, for such probabilistic things, everyone can't help but have an illusion... In case I am the lucky one.

Therefore, when Qiu Shangshu started to count the number of people, a huge group of people followed Qiu Shangshu, and in a few moments, they came to the Canglan Realm.

Just looking at the appearance of the Canglan Realm, it is somewhat similar to the East China Sea.

It is a vast and boundless azure ocean, above the ocean, there are countless verdant islands dotted on this azure pearl.

Everyone's eyes are shining, looking at the islands.

Because according to Qiu Shangshu, the treasures left by the heroes of the ancestors are buried on the island, waiting for the approval of those who are destined.

Old Man Qiu glanced, "Who will come first?"

Zhu Xulin was excited: "Me, me, me!"

He ran to Qiu Shangshu and hurriedly urged, "Hurry up!"

Qiu Shangshu was a little helpless, "His Royal Highness, please calm down for now, calm down, communicate with the Canglan Realm, and mobilize the spiritual power in your mind..."

As he spoke, the voice seemed to carry a special magic power, leading Zhu Xulin into that special situation.

In the rear, a group of melon-eating elders nodded.

"Qiu Hanzi is not very smart, but he has cultivated quite well in the [Speaking and Eloquent] supernatural power, and he already has the appearance of great success."

Just as they were talking, they saw a wisp of blue smoke rising from Zhu Xulin's forehead.

In the silence, suddenly there was a high-pitched dragon chant.

Everyone was refreshed.

Zhu Xulin was the prince of the court, so he walked the royal way naturally.

A white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled when he saw this, "Okay, okay, His Royal Highness has achieved a small success in the imperial way, a real dragon coils around, and he has the appearance of a wise master..."

But halfway through the speech, the voice stopped abruptly.

Suddenly, a half-gold and half-black five-clawed true dragon flew out of Zhu Xulin's head.

The golden dragon represents the Ming Lord, and the black dragon represents the tyrant.

But what does this half gold and half black mean?
All the elders choked like a chicken being strangled by the neck.

Unconsciously, Zhu Xulin opened his eyes excitedly, "I can manifest spiritual power! I can feel it! What I manifest is a real dragon!"

Qiu Shangshu forced a smile, "Your Highness is wise and wise, and possesses spiritual power. For His Highness, it is a piece of cake."

Zhu Xulin raised his chin a little reservedly, "Well... I think...you are quite right."

This time it was everyone's turn to be speechless again.

They didn't dare to speak, for fear that Zhu Xulin, the future "tyrant", would be careful to settle accounts when he ascended the throne.

"next."

It was Xue Ji's next turn, and she followed Qiu Shangshu's prompts one by one, and what she manifested was the vision of a snow rabbit.

Most of the visions manifested by the Yaozu are related to blood.

The most tangible objects of the human race are swords, guns, pens and inks.

Just like Zhou Xi, what she manifested is said to be the Dingkun brush used by the saint.

When the pen walks between dragons and snakes, you can Zhutian, Dingkun, Daohai, and Nashan.

It's just... there is one person who is a little different.

This person is none other than Xun Xun who came to Void Realm with Song Lanyi's quota.

That is... the former broom star.

When seeing this person, there were still many ministers in the court who were puzzled.

"Who is this person? Why have I never seen it before?"

A well-informed person also hesitated for a long time, "If I'm not mistaken, this person... should be Song Lanyi's entourage from Shangjing, right?"

While they were discussing, a figure suddenly appeared above Xun Xing's head.

The figure was dressed like the star king Yunlang in the sky, but when he looked closely at his face, he was somewhat similar to Xun Xing, but his temperament was more indifferent and majestic.

Seeing this scene, the breathing of many ministers stagnated, and even the Yaozu and Haizu were shocked.

"The manifestation... is he himself?"

Even Song Lanyi couldn't help being a little surprised, and after the surprise, he felt relieved.

From the moment he changed his name to Xun Xing, it meant that all the obscure and gloomy past had become ancient and unspeakable broken dust.

Such a person would not be a servant.

A thought came to the minds of those ministers at the same time - this son, if he hadn't fallen, would become a great weapon in the future.

"Next, Song Lanyi."

When Song Lanyi was called, there were more ambiguous expressions around him.

Someone from the Yaozu whispered jokingly, "Song Lanyi...ah, the speed of his rise is so fast, covering up the brilliance of the next generation, even Zhu Xulin, Zhou Xi, Xun Xing and others can't help but look eclipsed. "

"If she manifests spiritual power today, if she manifests well, others will only think it is normal. If she manifests poorly, or even normal, I'm afraid... it will only make people laugh in the end."

These words, although ironic, are also true.

It's just a little harsh to say.

Although Song Lanyi heard it, she didn't care at all.

She has heard so many rumors and gossips since she practiced all the way.

Rumors that can't kill her will only make her go further.

She sank her mind and began to search for her spiritual power.

Spiritual power is invisible, and Song Lanyi only felt that he saw a piece of darkness in the process of searching.

In the darkness, there seemed to be countless people whispering in her ear.

"The sword is the soldier of the benevolent, and it is the most suitable manifestation for you!"

"The knife is the master of killing, choose it!"

"Books are knowledge, and knowledge is power!"

All of these are suitable for Song Lanyi.

But Song Lanyi... always felt that it was not so interesting.

 I have a sore throat and want to sleep... I have a bad feeling, waiting for my report tomorrow morning.

  There is one more chapter today

  
 
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