After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

Chapter 76: Being slapped with a sword

The already lively auction hall was boiling today as if a bomb had been dropped.

The last day of the auction is always the highlight. Everyone's eyes are almost glued to the auction table, for fear that they will miss something if they blink.

"Everyone must have heard about the treasure that will be auctioned next. It was brought out from the sword tomb in the secret realm a few months ago—"

As the law enforcement elder's voice paused, the disciple came up holding a heavy sword.

The entire sword was placed on the tray, covered with silk, and only a little bit of the hilt was exposed. The gray-black gemstone was particularly eye-catching under the lights of the auction table.

Even at a distance, some monks could feel the murderous aura coming from the sword, bringing the severe cold of winter to their faces.

Zhu Yan's eyes suddenly shrank, his body leaned forward unconsciously, and his eyes followed the sword.

"The Sword of Qiongqi!"

As the name of the sword was called out, the covering of Ling Luo was also uncovered, and the entire sword appeared in everyone's sight.

Qiongqi used to be wider than an ordinary long sword. Before bringing it to the auction, Shujue specially cleaned the entire sword. The blood-stained ancient sword finally revealed its original appearance.

The sword is brown in color and about three feet long. The sword is carved with a strange image, resembling a giant tiger, with wings growing on its back, and its fangs shining coldly in the light.The hilt of the sword has complex patterns, and anyone who understands formations can tell at a glance that the patterns are a high-level formation, with gray and black gemstones as the formation eyes, constantly exuding the murderous aura accumulated over the years.

It is indeed a good sword.

But why is there no demonic energy at all?

Zhu Yan's expression changed drastically and he suddenly looked at Pei Xingmo. The latter had a smile on his lips, as if he didn't understand why she was like this.

Before she could send a message to ask, the law enforcement elder above had already smiled and said: "This sword of Qiongqi is originally a magic sword and cannot be used by ordinary monks. I know that everyone has doubts in their hearts, but today Qing Hongzong dares to use this sword The reason for putting it up for auction is naturally to ensure that everyone can use this sword normally - we have found someone to clean up the demonic aura on the sword, and naturally so has the violent aura."

The sound of wood splintering came from under Zhu Yan's hands, and the armrests of the chair were shattered into pieces. She squinted her eyes and looked at the law enforcement elder with a cold look.

If a magic sword loses its magic energy, can it still be called a magic sword?
Qing Hongzong...Human Race...

Zhu Yan's eyes drooped slightly, murderous intent growing.

Unlike her, others were skeptical when hearing what the law enforcement elder said. In order to dispel these people's concerns, the law enforcement elder also found a willing disciple to practice the basic sword skills with Qiongqi's Sword on the stage.

Everyone was overjoyed to see that the disciple was safe after practicing his sword skills.

That is Qiongqi's sword!The sword used by Qiongqi, one of the Twelve Demon Generals!The grade is definitely not low!
The next words of the law enforcement elder made them even more excited: "This sword has given birth to a sword spirit. After the contract, the sword spirit will recognize its owner along with the sword."

As if in response to his words, Qiongqi's Sword broke free from his hand, spun around on the auction table, and finally lay back on the tray.

A man without a master can give birth to a sword spirit and self-thinking. Who has ever seen such a sword?The number of swords with sword spirits in this world can probably be counted on one hand.

After a moment of silence, the entire auction hall was filled with excitement.

Seeing that the time had come, the law enforcement elder directly reported the starting price: "The starting price for the sword of Qiongqi is five thousand high-grade spiritual stones! Each increase in price must not be less than one hundred high-grade spiritual stones!"

This price was finalized after they discussed it for a long time.

Originally, the law enforcement elder was worried that the starting price was set too high and no one would pay, but it turned out that he really thought too much.

Not to mention swordsmen, people from other professions also wanted to join in the fun, so they quoted the price, and people immediately followed suit.

"Five thousand three hundred high-grade spiritual stones!"

"Five thousand five!"

"I pay six thousand!"

Law enforcement elder: "..." The hand holding the hammer trembled slightly.Qing Hong Sect looks like a large sect on the surface, but in fact it is really not wealthy. Many of the spiritual stones were paid by the sect leader from his private treasury.

Otherwise, the disciples would not have to pay for the materials themselves to repair the roof.But these people, they are really rich!
And those sword cultivators who complain about being poor every day, are they all pretending to be poor?

He is going to fight with these rich and filthy people!
"Master, this sword..." The price got higher and higher, and Tan Lin, who was sitting next to Zhu Yan, looked confused.

Before coming here, the master told me that I must take a picture of the Qiongqi Sword, but now that the sword has been purified, the price of a few breaths of effort has reached nearly [-] high-grade spiritual stones.

Is this a shot or not?
Zhu Yan rubbed his brows, suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, closed his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Shoot, no matter how much you pay."

Tan Lin understood, raised his sign, and directly called out the price: "I, the Feiyue Sect, will pay [-]!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole hall fell into silence, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

Didn't the price just reach [-], why did it suddenly rise to [-]?
Who is it that is deliberately driving up prices?

Oh, Feiyue Sect, that’s okay.

The casual cultivator who had a little money just shut up.

Compared with the Feiyue Sect, their small money is a bit insufficient, so they don't want to join in the kind of fun that would offend people.

The law enforcement elder grinned, thinking about how to collect the money later, when the bidding sound suddenly stopped.

The raised corners of his mouth suddenly stopped smiling. He looked around: "The Fei Yue Sect has offered ten thousand, is there anyone higher?"

Stop for what?Don't stop?You guys keep shooting!I'm really anxious!

Fortunately, there were still many people coming, including many major sects. The casual cultivators were afraid of offending the Feiyue Sect, but they were not afraid.

It lived up to the expectations of the law enforcement elders. The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, and then became lively again.

"One in case!"

"twelve thousand!"

"Fifteen thousand!" Tan Lin held up his sign to suppress the two voices.

Everyone was in an uproar, and another three thousand were added!Three thousand high-grade spiritual stones!

Without hesitation, the two people continued to follow the price, and the price went straight to [-], which was already the limit for most sects and casual cultivators.

Tan Lin followed the sound and found that the two sects that had just bid were from two larger sects. They were not as good as the Feiyue Sect, but they were quite famous in the world of immortality. It was no wonder that even if he mentioned the name Feiyue Sect, They dared to follow the bidding.

"Master" He glanced at Zhu Yan, who closed his eyes and didn't respond, so he gritted his teeth and Tan Lin raised the sign again: "Twenty thousand!"

The law enforcement elder really laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He knocked down with a hammer: "Twenty thousand! Does anyone else offer a higher price? If not, this sword will belong to the Feiyue Sect!"

The two sects who followed the bidding discussed for a while, but there was no movement.

"Twenty thousand times!"

"Four million twice!"

"Twenty thousand three times - deal done! This Qiongqi Sword will now belong to the Feiyue Sect! Please send someone from your sect to keep the sword, and a disciple will come to collect the payment later!"

Tan Lin hurriedly stood up and walked forward. A Qing Hongzong disciple came down with a tray and handed it to him.

It was the first time he came into contact with a sword with a sword spirit. Tan Lin felt a little nervous and excited. He wiped the sweat from his hands on his clothes and reached out to pick up the sword.

Unexpectedly, when he touched the hilt of the sword, a sudden change occurred!

Qiongqi's Sword actually moved on its own!And it slapped him on the face at a very fast speed!

(End of this chapter)