Taoist students

Chapter 1047 Who is this

After Dongfang Mo left, Gusuye still sat cross-legged in the cave, meditating for a moment, then looked to a secret room on the side and said, "Mo Lan!"

Not long after his words fell, the door of the secret room slowly opened, and the figure of the Molan Saintess came out with lotus steps.

"Elder Gusu, what are your orders?" After standing in front of Gusuye, the woman bowed slightly.

"What the Holy Son of the East showed just now is probably not his true face." Gu Suye looked at the woman and said.

"Elder Gusu has piercing eyes. The person shown by the Holy Son is indeed not his true colors. He seems to have practiced some kind of body training technique, which can change his appearance, body shape and even height at will. It seems that his previous actions were to avoid People in Wuji Valley will deliberately disguise themselves." The Molan Saintess spoke truthfully.

"So that's it, and the technique of concealing the aura of cultivation on his body is also interesting. Even I was almost deceived. It's a bit like your breath-holding technique." As he spoke, Gu Suye glanced at this with a half-smile. The girl glanced at her, and before the Holy Maiden of Molan could speak, he continued, "Show me his true colors."

Hearing this, the slender five fingers of the Holy Maiden of Molan stretched out and started turning like a wheel. In an instant, wisps of spiritual light erupted from her fingertips, and outlined strokes in mid-air with mana.

With this woman's cultivation base and her control over mana, a portrait condensed by mana appeared in the air in a short while. This portrait was lifelike. It was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk. Who else could it be if it was not Dongfang Mo.

But after just looking at it for a moment, Gu Suye nodded.

At this point, with a wave of Molan's jade hand, the portrait in mid-air shattered like a bubble.

"You have had contact with this holy son, what do you think of him." At this moment, Gu Suye suddenly asked.

"This... may I ask what the elder said, and what aspect does it refer to." The Molan saint was a little hesitant.

"You can just say whatever you want," Gusu said wildly.

"Well, I have personally seen this holy son take the initiative to find a monk of the ape tribe, exchanged it for immortal drunkenness, and even claimed to use it to deal with a certain woman."

"Huh?" As soon as the woman finished speaking, Gu Suye frowned.Of course he is aware of the characteristics of immortal drunkenness.

Then the Holy Maiden of Molan continued to speak: "This holy son may have good strength, but his style of acting may be a bit..." At this point, the maiden deliberately paused, and did not say any more.

Gu Suye naturally understood what she meant, and when he heard what this woman said, he couldn't help frowning even more when he thought that Dongfang Mo and Gu Su Ci were getting closer.

It's just that Dongfang Mo had already left at this time, and he didn't know that after he left, the Holy Maiden of Molan said some bad things about him in front of Gusuye, which made Gusuye have a strange opinion of him.Otherwise, with his personality, if he had the chance, he would definitely make things difficult for this woman.

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A month passed in the blink of an eye, and on this day, Dongfang Mo's figure appeared in the No. [-] auction venue in Fancheng.

According to the arrangement of the serial numbers, the smaller the number, the more valuable the items auctioned in the auction venue, and correspondingly, the monks who can enter the auction venue have higher cultivation bases.

Auction No. [-] was different from the previous two auctions. Dongfang Mo had to pay three spirit stones to enter it.

And this is only the seventh venue. The auction venues ranked first to third are not only accessible with spirit stones, but also have certain requirements for the cultivation of those who enter the venue. Dao-breaking monks will do.

Of course, although not all Immortal Ascension Boundary monks will be blocked, they need to be led by high-level monks, or have an invitation letter from the auction venue.

After entering the No. 12 auction venue, Dongfang Mo clearly noticed that this place was much smaller than the No.19 auction venue and No.[-] auction venue he entered before, and the number of monks was also much smaller.

However, although he couldn't detect his spiritual sense, he could feel a strong aura from the people nearby. Obviously, the cultivation level of the monks here was significantly higher than that of the people in the previous two venues.

Because Dongfang Mo came earlier, the auctioneer hadn't appeared on the stage at this time, and it was still the time for everyone to trade freely.

At this time, on the auction stage, a monk of the Yinluo tribe was bidding out a price of two thousand spirit stones for an oval-shaped object that looked like an egg.

After listening for a long time, Dongfang Mo realized that this thing was a rare refining material.And this piece of refining material was finally successfully auctioned off with three thousand spirit stones.

And then there were two more people on the stage, one of them successfully exchanged a elixir for what they needed, and the other returned disappointed.

At this point, no one on the auction stage came to the stage.Because a middle-aged man with a solemn expression had already walked out of the secret room on one side and stepped up.

It seems that this person is the auctioneer of the No. [-] auction venue.

As Dongfang Mo expected, after coming to the stage, the middle-aged man waved his hand without saying a word, and immediately several strong and strong Yinluo monks covered a piece of black cloth, which was about ten feet in size. The behemoth was lifted up.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience held their breaths, and the entire auction venue became audible for a while.

"Hoohoo!"

The middle-aged man pulled the black cloth, revealing the true face of the huge monster, only to see that it was a purple hill.

The strange thing is that there are six characters "Om, Ma, Ni, Ba, Mi, Hum" engraved on the body of the hill, surrounding the hill.

"A piece of Zijin Mountain, a high-level spiritual treasure. This is a Buddhist magic weapon. It is not only powerful when urged, but also has an incredible restraint effect on some magic skills and blood skills. The starting price is [-] top-quality spirit stones. start."

Just listen to middle-aged men without any sloshing.

But after his words fell, there was a tide of discussion from the audience. This is a Buddhist magic weapon, which is really rare.

Even Dongfang Mo raised his eyebrows. He has seen countless magical artifacts in these years, but it is true that he rarely sees the existence of Buddhist magical artifacts.Moreover, this is a high-level spiritual treasure, compared to the Dementor Clock in his hand, it must be somewhat stronger in terms of power alone.

Just when he thought of this, the sound of bidding one after another has already sounded from all over the place.

The price of the Purple Mountain, a Buddhist instrument, soared all the way to the price of [-] spirit stones, which was twice as high as that of the fire demon inner alchemy that Dongfang Mo participated in the auction for the first time.As expected of the No. [-] auction venue, the items auctioned are indeed more valuable.

But Dongfang Mo is not interested in this treasure, or he is not interested in magic weapons now, because he already has enough magic weapons in his body, and he knows that he can't chew through more.Another point is that the control of this Zijin Mountain is definitely not as smooth as his natal Three Stones.

After a long time, while the price of Zijin Mountain was still rising, a deep voice suddenly resounded clearly throughout the auction venue.

"Thirty thousand!"

Hearing this sound, the venue that was noisy before was suddenly silent.Many people even looked around, trying to find the direction of the person who spoke.

"what!"

At this time, Dongfang Mo let out a light sigh. Relying on his supernatural powers of hearing, he judged in an instant that the person who opened the bid before was actually the one who exchanged the three ghost pills in his hand at the NO.12 auction venue. The fat man in yellow robe.

And when this person called the price of this high-level Buddhist spirit treasure to [-] top-grade spirit stones, everyone who was still interested in this item all fell silent.

Although the power of this spirit treasure is powerful, it must also be urged by the corresponding Buddhist skills. Many people here are just going for the four words of this high-level spirit treasure, and they don't know how to use it. Buddhist exercises.If you use [-] top-grade spirit stones to take pictures of this thing, it will not be worth the loss.

After the middle-aged man on the stage bid three times in a row, no one made a sound, and finally the dust settled.

Then Dongfang Mo saw the figure of a fat man in yellow robe surnamed Zhou appearing on the auction stage.After the person threw down a storage bag, he flicked his sleeves, and a burst of red light immediately rolled up the heavy purple mountain. His movements were smooth and smooth, not to mention strenuous.

In just this moment, everyone judged that this person must have practiced Buddhist skills, even Dongfang Mo was no exception.

And after taking a picture of this object, Dongfang Mo found that the fat man in yellow robe walked through the corridor beside him and left this place directly. It seemed that this person came straight for this treasure.Now that this thing has been successfully obtained, naturally there is no interest in keeping it.But from the beginning to the end, the fat man in yellow robe didn't see him.

At this time, the middle-aged man on the stage started the auction of the second treasure.The entire venue continued to ring out the voices of everyone bidding one after another.

Dongfang Mo had been standing at the end of the venue, witnessing the whole process, but never made a sound.

As time passed, he couldn't help frowning, because until the entire auction came to an end, he didn't see Ziwu Zhenshui appearing.

At this point, he was annoyed, secretly wondering if it was Liang Tianqiong who deliberately deceived him that day.

Sure enough, when the middle-aged man on the stage took a top-quality spirit treasure as the finale and successfully auctioned it off, he turned around and walked off the auction stage.

It was already night time, and it was time for everyone to trade freely.

Dongfang Mo took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.But just as he was about to turn around and leave in a huff, his expression changed suddenly, and he looked towards the secret room on the side of the auction stage.

Then he touched his chin and turned to walk towards the secret room.

After knocking on the stone door, Dongfang Mo pushed in and saw the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo looked at this person and bowed his hands, "Senior, this junior came to bother me this time because I wanted to inquire about the Ziwu Zhenshui."

However, upon hearing his words, the middle-aged man didn't even lift his eyelids.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo frowned indiscernibly, then he reached out and grabbed at his waist, and took out a yellow storage talisman.

"These two hundred top-quality spirit stones, I hope the seniors will accept them with a smile."

As he spoke, he offered the storage talisman with both hands.

This time, the middle-aged man finally raised his head, and after glancing at him, he took a shot from the air, and he grabbed the storage talisman in Dongfang Mo's hand.Then I heard this person say: "Your news is very well-informed. Originally, Ziwu Zhenshui did appear at this auction, but the owner of this item changed his mind temporarily and did not intend to auction it, so he took it back. .”

"This... dare to ask where the owner of this thing is now, the junior needs this thing urgently." Dongfang Mo said.

"Let's go and have a look at the Wanwan Pavilion in Fancheng." After leaving a sentence, the middle-aged man closed his eyes, as if he didn't intend to speak again.

"Thank you, senior." Dongfang Mo bowed his hands knowingly, then bowed and retreated.

Then he spent half a day inquiring around, and finally saw a dilapidated house at the end of a street that could not be more remote, and on the plaque of this house were the words "Wanwan Pavilion" .

Dongfang Mo took a long breath, and then stepped into the dark attic.

At the same time, he saw that on the four walls of Wan Wan Pavilion, there were shelves layer by layer, and the shelves were filled with miscellaneous items, and they were also covered with dust.

Dongfang Mo looked around, and then his eyes fell on the depths of the room, where there was a grand master's chair, and a figure was half lying on the grand master's chair, squinting his eyes as if he was asleep.

After seeing this person, Dongfang Mo's pupils shrank. For some reason, he felt that this person seemed familiar.

So his eyes turned and fell on this person's face.When he saw this person's face clearly, Dongfang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he stood there dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

　Everyone guess who this person is, if you guess right, tomorrow will be four more.Let me remind you, it's hard to guess, it's not the person you first thought of.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)