Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 856: The Auction Ends, Hastily!
"Everyone, fights have been fought, and fights have been made. My Tongtian Pavilion is a place to do business after all. Harmony makes money. Can you give Qian a little bit of favor and stop for the time being. I will auction off this last treasure. After the meeting is over, wait outside, if there is any grievance, it will not be too late to discuss and fight."

Qian Wanwan's face was full of red, holding a golden bell in his hand, and said with a smile.

It sounded like he was discussing with the three of them, but there was an unquestionable meaning that Duanchou had no doubts. If he dared to continue to make a move at this moment, Qian Wanwan would never stand idly by.

It was said that Taoist Zui and Nie Yun had hostility in their eyes. The two of them were fighting at a critical moment. They would never die. The opportunity was rare, but neither of them wanted to let the other go easily.

Duanchou suddenly intervened, which was already an anomaly. Now that Qian Wanwan appeared to disrupt the situation and stop the war, it added fuel to the fire, making the two of them simmering with anger and murderous intent, with nowhere to vent.

If it weren't for the fear of the opponent's strength, they would have torn the fat man who was in the way in front of them to pieces as early as the first time.

Underneath, the real monks from all directions held their breath and looked up.

Many people even broke into a cold sweat in their hearts. They were beaten to such an extent that people stopped. They were looking for death. From the cold and murderous eyes of the drunk Taoist and Nie Yun, it could be seen how angry they were.

For a while, he wondered whether this killing intent would devour the reason of the two of them, and turn to Qian Wanwan to attack.

The latter remained unchanged, with a smile on his face, as if he hadn't seen or noticed the killing intent of the two, and looked at the three of them indifferently.

For a moment, the picture seemed to be still.

Of course, until the end, there was no scene where the two fought against the True Immortal of Samsara.

Nie Yun was the first to retreat. After calming down, he knew that no matter whether Qian Wanwan intervened or not, he would never have the chance to kill Zui Taoist. The one who was defeated could only be him.

After all, he is not stronger than the drunk Taoist in terms of comprehension of the Dao and cultivation base. The battle between the two of them is already extremely tragic. If Duanchou is added, the outcome of the victory is self-evident.

"Hmph! The loss of the Suzerain and the loss of the arm, Nie Yun will remember it in his heart. If you ask for advice in the future, you will definitely repay it a hundredfold! I hope that in the future, you will not regret the decision you made today!"

Thinking of this, Nie Yun no longer hesitated, looked at Duanchou coldly, said a few cruel words, the sea of ​​blood dissipated immediately, his breath was suppressed, and he walked out of the formation barrier without even looking at the drunk Taoist again.

He was afraid that if he took one more look, he would no longer be able to restrain the raging mad killing intent in his heart!
Now that he has decided to help the drunk Taoist, he is not afraid to offend another bloody young man. Duanchou doesn't take Nie Yun's harsh words and threats to heart at all. I'm afraid there is no such opportunity.

Because at that time, the strength gap between the two sides will only widen, to a point where the other party can't even imagine and cannot fight.

"Thank you! The old man owes you one more time."

There was a long silence, the sword light shattered, and the figure of the drunk Taoist condensed and melted. His face and body were somewhat blurred, if there was nothing, as if a gust of wind could blow it away, only the voice was still as usual, not weak.

Duanchou chuckled: "It's good to remember."

"Ok!"

In response, he nodded slightly, and the drunk Taoist didn't say anything more. Under the gaze of the two, his figure was illusory, turning into wisps of sharp sword energy, which vanished and dissipated in the air.

Duanchou glanced at Qian Wanwan, the dragon roamed through the void, breaking out of the barrier, like a peerless sword, falling down from the sky.

It was just that when he was about to enter the body and subdue it at last, a faint voice came from his ear.

"Young people, too hard is easy to break, sometimes too sharp, it may not be a good thing."

In VIP Room No. 15 of the Zifu, the dragon entered the body and dissipated, and the sword disappeared. Duanchou suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head, and stared closely at the center of the venue with an indifferent expression, speechless for a long time.

After the great battle, the surroundings of the venue were still silent, and everyone was immersed in just now, either in deep thought, or astonished and suspicious, or seemed to realize something.
For a while, the atmosphere fell to the bottom, and everyone was not interested. It can be said that they didn't care about the treasure auction at all, and wished to leave here immediately.

This phenomenon is the first time even since Tongtian Pavilion's previous auctions, and it is extremely rare.

Fortunately, this scene happened at the end, otherwise, this auction would really not be able to go on.

"When, when, when!!"

In the Fairy Palace meeting place, on the high platform, Qian Wanwan held the golden bell in his hand, and it rang three times in a row. The sound of the bell was like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening. focus back on him.

Seeing this, Qian Wanwan nodded slightly, smiled gently, his face was full of red, and said: "No. 16 VIP, the final bid is [-] million spirit stones!! No one raised the price. The last treasure, the Shenwu Seal, finally bid [-] million spirit stones!" The price of the stone, deal!"

"Thank you fellow daoists for coming to the meeting. This auction, [-] pieces of treasures, lasted for fifteen days, non-stop around the clock, and all of them have been traded and exhibited."

"Now, Qian announces that this Tongtian Pavilion auction has come to a successful conclusion. Next time, I will still be here, waiting for the arrival of fellow Taoists."

Qian Wanwan spoke bluntly, without mentioning anything about the battle between Duanchou and the others, as if what happened just now had never happened before, and he didn't even intend to inquire, so he immediately finalized the deal with the Shenwu Seal. down.

The parties were silent, and no one expected that this would end in this way in the end. It ended hastily, as if everyone had fought desperately for a long time, and finally they were picked up by an unrelated person. It was the same, not to mention how ugly his face was.

Even Song Jinyu, who was in the No. 16 VIP room and successfully took the treasure, seemed a little stunned and complicated. She didn't expect that it was true, and she would get back the treasure of their Song family so smoothly.

But Duanchou was instantly alert. He had always felt that the appearance of the Shenwu Seal here was not a coincidence. Now that it ended like this, it made him feel a breath of conspiracy.

It seemed that the person behind this was deliberately letting Song Jinyu obtain the Shenwu Seal that should have belonged to her.

Is this the meaning of the owner of the treasure who entrusted the auction, or is it simply Tongtian Pavilion who is behind the scenes?

Duanchou frowned, turned his head to look at Zi Qing, a maid whose identity was suspicious but still indifferent, pondered in his heart, and fell silent.

"Sect Master Duan's supernatural powers really opened Mei'er's eyes, and that evil mirror karma has harmed her even more. See you next time, Mei'er must not be lighthearted, and let Sect Master Duan see it well, my devil Heavenly Demon Avenue in the palace, cluck."

　PS: The auction will end with a bell, Sahua!Jian Chen really is a person who keeps his word when he says what he says.
　　
　
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