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Chapter 93: Formation

Such a formation with great potential naturally caused a sensation in the audience, and naturally it would not fall into Cang Renshou's pocket.

In the end, the owner of the fifth private room was successfully exchanged for a pool of happy fish.

Xiaoyao fish, which can float in the air, is beautiful in appearance and fragrant in color. It is a good thing to watch, and it is also the backbone of a famous dish. Eating it can nourish spiritual power.

In short, it looks good and works well.

It's a pity that I didn't have this opportunity to feast my eyes...

Cang Renshou's heart is like a cat scratching, she is very curious about what the spirit gathering array looks like, and how the free fish sway.

Whether it is the Spirit Gathering Formation or the Happy Fish, it is said that it has become a swan song, but I didn't expect to see it here.

Sure enough, she still knows too little!
The sleepiness was swept away, and Cang Life was full of enthusiasm and reverie about the future.

What's next?Cang Life followed the list one by one to find the past, and it was a picture of the remnants of the killing array.

The level is also not high, Tier [-], there are some defects, not many, but the power of the killing array in the hands of the array mage is not insignificant, so the organizer split it into three parts and auctioned it three times.

Now the auction is the first one, and people have called out one after another, and Cang Life has also called out a few times, but they don't report any expectations in their hearts.

The killing array and the gathering spirit array are equally promising. Although it takes countless hours, there is always something to look forward to, isn't it?
Once the idea comes true, the soaring will no longer be a daydream.

In the end, the third private room obtained the first share of ownership, using the fourth-grade material bone-binding silk, which is strong and small, very suitable for assassination.

This bone-binding silk is very precious to most people present, but to the old man it is just an ordinary little thing.

Seeing him like this, the woman felt a little emotional, "I still remember when we were young, you worked so hard for a fishing line."

As time passed, they all left that small fishing village and became well-known seventh-rank monks.

Hearing her mentioning the past, the old man paused. He couldn't help feeling a little bit sad when he heard the old man say this, "Yes, you were young at that time, but you had a big temper. In order to ask for fishing line, I went to the Uncle Yang knelt down and kowtowed for three days in a row, and when you knew it, you rushed up and scolded Uncle Yang."

The woman smiled, "You don't know how scared I was at that time, Uncle Yang is the only first-rank monk in our village."

The old man was poor when he was young, and the women's family was richer, thinking of old acquaintances, he always wanted to donate to their family.

After this incident, the woman's family apologized to Uncle Yang, and at the same time ordered the woman not to have any contact with the two of them.

The woman was criticized, and in a fit of anger, she ran away from home. With all her strength, she ran away for more than ten miles, and even went into the mountain.

Her family was in a panic. When the old man heard the news, he ran everywhere regardless of his safety.

After finding it, the two began to quarrel. During the entanglement, they accidentally fell, and by chance, they entered an inheritance, and since then opened the road of cultivation.

Saying goodbye to their parents, they supported each other along the way and experienced many hardships before they finally achieved their current success.

Having said that, they took the first copy, so naturally they wanted to grab the second and third.

I don't know the identity of the owner of the third private room. I'm afraid it's a formation master. From time to time, someone in the audience deliberately raises the price to get stuck in their necks.

Although it is immoral for them to do so, there is no rule in the auction that cannot do so.

The old man could only hold his nose to accept it, and spent a lot more resources than the first one to buy it.

……

Will the auction stop moving forward because of one person's displeasure? Time flies and the sun rises again.

The much-watched bidding master news link has finally arrived.

Without hesitation, Cang Life took up a pen and wrote 300 million yuan.

No matter how much, it has exceeded her expectations.

A drop of the blood of the Lingguang royal family, or a feather can indeed give her an absolute advantage, but it's not worth it, who knows what harm it will bring.

Resign yourself to fate...

……

"Let me see." The woman turned on the display, and it flashed once, and one more item was listed on it.

On the back of the item is the location of the owner of the item.

"Private room No. [-], a pool of free fish..." The woman laughed "ha", pointing to this message and said to the old man, "This person doesn't sell free fish exclusively, does he?"

There was no need for the old man to respond, she marked the message on her own, muttering, "It's good to have a look."

"Private Room No. 16, Gu Han Tian's Artifact..." The woman's hand stopped, and she carefully looked at the bidding price given by No. 16 Private Room. That's right, it's Gu Han Tian's Artifact!
Clicked!

She turned back again, "No.30...No.40..."

"Number One, Throat Miao sacrifices a drop of spirit body blood."

Throat Miao sacrifices to the spirit body, the singer needed to worship the gods in ancient times, and the ancient books record that its voice is supernatural.

Feeling useless, the woman hesitated and marked it.

After a round of reading, there were only five that caught her eye, and the woman didn't bother to choose again, so she asked the old man, "Do you want to see it?"

"It's time to think of me." The old man squinted at her, "I'm not interested."

That being the case, let fate decide everything, the woman casually casts out five strands of spiritual power, and if she hits it, it will be marked as a success.

Cang Renshou, who was waiting for the result, seemed to have noticed something, she raised her head slightly, and looked towards the void, where there was nothing.

Strange, she frowned, feeling a sense of being consumed.

Before she could figure it out, the receptionist congratulated her with a smile on getting the qualification to know the master's news.

So, it was her luck that was consumed just now?Cang Life was thoughtful.

Turn on the monitor, and the column of master news and lot has been replaced with real master news.

A black market, a shop.

It's really concise and concise, when Cang Renshou saw these five words, he couldn't help being speechless for a while, not knowing what to say to express.

There are so many shops in the black market, how much time would it take to find them one by one.

When you go back, ask Li Tingtong, he has been wandering in the black market recently, what should he think?
Cang Renshou was also not sure, she glanced at the five words again, recalled the 300 million yuan spent, suppressed the instinct of sighing, and had to be silent.

……

"Ah cut—!" Li Tingtong rubbed his nose, who was talking about him behind his back?
He had been busy all night, and he was ready to go back to the inn at this time, with all the bags hanging on his body, relying on the mask and cloak, he gave full play to the spirit of "as long as I am not embarrassed, the embarrassing one is someone else", walked quickly upstairs way.

"Huh." After closing the door, he relaxed, put the burden in a corner, and first went to look at the bed, where there was a protruding lump, it was Li Qingwu, and he was still sleeping.

As long as he is still sleeping, he really doesn't want to face the dilemma of being speechless again.

Cang Renshou will come back tomorrow, will he continue to visit the night market?

It will be available in the next few days

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