Wild boar

Chapter 201 The Mysterious Picture Scroll
A half-burnt mysterious scroll.

There is really no need to spend [-] spirit stones on a scroll that cannot be refined even if it is a magic weapon.

Everyone present was smart. The most valuable thing in the barbarian monk’s bridal chamber was his storage bag, not anything else.

Some people even maliciously speculated that this was an ordinary picture scroll. The leader of the Sha Gang who first discovered the Monk Cave was not sure whether the painting was an ordinary picture scroll or a magic weapon, so he tried it with fire...

This is the real reason why this scroll was almost burned with holes...

Look at his words: a scroll may be a magic weapon, but it may not be.

It’s just an extremely ordinary picture, and whoever buys it is a fool.

Yet there are fools.

I heard a hoarse female voice say again: "I want ten thousand spiritual stones."

Bai Yunting pinched her throat and deliberately changed her tone.

"Hiss...is there really anyone else? Could it be that this scroll is really a treasure?"

"It is indeed possible. When the desert barbarian monk is seriously injured and dying, there is really no need to hang an ordinary painting on the wall."

"Maybe it's a peerless treasure..."

"It's just that I'm too blind to see it!"

……

Just when everyone is eager to give it a try, the passion to raise prices is about to be ignited.

Someone suddenly poured a basin of cold water on me.

"Hmph! It's that woman again. She has to bid every time when the auction is about to fail."

This statement came out.

The lively atmosphere in the auction venue suddenly turned cold.

That's right!

It was indeed that woman.

The first item in the auction, the Yongzhou Ziyun Mountain Mountain Protection Formation, was a piece of junk that no one wanted, so she took over it with [-] spirit stones.

The first auction item in the Man Monk's Cave was an iron lump that could only be used to return to the furnace. She made a bid, and in the end, a fool followed her. She tossed it lightly, and the fool bought back the iron lump with [-] spiritual stones.

And this lot is obviously another trap.

A big pit.

The mysterious woman made another bid during the silence.

It’s solid!
This woman is a bastard.

Whoever is following is a fool!

Wang Bohan's countdown ended, and the mysterious scroll was sent by the maid to the stone pavilion where Bai Yunting was.

After delivering the spirit stone, Bai Yunting stroked the scroll and tried to suppress her excitement.

The Desert Barbarian Monk is a well-known body-refining monk in Chizhou. When facing enemies, he always rushes forward to fight hand-to-hand.

If such a reckless man encounters a sword cultivator who can't even touch the sword cultivator's sides, he will be torn apart by flying swords from a distance.

But the desert barbarian monk was able to overpower the same level, and many swordsmen of the same level died in his hands.

Bai Yunting read a biography about a barbarian monk in the desert in an obscure travel note.

"Husband! Although he is strong, he has no wisdom. He supports the formation plan, but it is useless. He only knows the art of trapping people. He enters the formation to fight and defeats him with his strength."

Translated from this passage, it means that although the Desert Barbarian Monk is powerful, he is a reckless man. He has a formation map, but he does not know how to defeat the enemy with formations. He only knows how to trap people in the formation, and then rush into the formation himself. Fight hand-to-hand and kill the enemy with tyrannical strength.

The desert barbarian monk possesses a formation diagram, and since the formation diagram can trap the Golden Core cultivator, it must be of the magic weapon level.

Nowadays, it is naturally impossible for monks in the mortal realm to refine magic weapons.

300 years ago, a barbarian monk in the desert trapped True Lord Puyang in a formation. Puyang True Monarch practiced fire-based skills. She burned through the formation to escape from the trap, which in turn severely injured the barbarian monk. The barbarian monk could not help but The enemy fled, but Zhenjun Puyang spent a lot of money and was unable to pursue him, so he returned to Huoluan Hall for retreat.

Bai Yunting touched the small holes burned by the flames on the scroll with her hands.

300 years ago, Puyang Zhenjun should have broken out of the formation from here. With his divine power, he only burned small spots on the surface of the canvas, but did not destroy the entire canvas.

The barbarian monk in the desert does not know the formation method, so this magic weapon-level formation diagram is like a pearl covered in dust in his hands. It is a pity that he is of low level and cannot refine this important treasure. I am afraid that the small gaps in this formation diagram will only be left until the future. Only by advancing to Jindan can you have the possibility of repairing it.Golden elixir…

Thinking of this realm, Bai Yunting suddenly felt powerless. Maybe her ten thousand spiritual stones were really in vain.

After the second auction item from Man Monk's Cave was sold, Wang Bohan stood on the stone platform and clasped his fists around him.

"Fellow Taoists, there are only two treasures left by the Barbarian Monk. There will be fierce competition for the storage bags. It is better to seize the opportunity now..."

After Wang Bohan finished speaking, he raised his hand...

The body of the Desert Barbarian Monk in the secret room slowly rose.

This is an extremely ugly monk, with a strong physique and a hateful face. The skin on his face is like dry earth, cracked everywhere, and a gray cloak covers his whole body...

Wang Bohan took out a dusty storage bag from the body of the desert monk and put the storage bag aside in full view of everyone.

"Fellow Taoists, the desert barbarian monk is a famous body-refining monk. If his body is given to a ghost-controlling monk, it will be a priceless treasure..."

"Fellow Taoists, I know that none of you are ghost control monks, but you can definitely buy this thing and exchange it. I heard that the Yongzhou Tianchi Alliance has merged with the underground evil cultivators. I think it should be easy to find it in Yongzhou Tianchi Mountain. A monk who controls ghosts."

"I can guarantee that if this thing is sold to Yongzhou, it will easily double the profit..."

"Fellow Taoists, the third auction item in the Man Monk's Cave, the body of the Desert Barbarian Monk, has a base price of [-] spiritual stones. Fellow Taoists can bid." After Wang Bohan finished speaking.

Shang Mingzhe sat upright, preparing to bid during the countdown.

"Thirty thousand!"

Someone actually made the first bid.

"Thirty thousand."

"Thirty-two thousand."

……

The voices of quotations kept coming and going, which was shocking.

All the people present are smart people. The people in the sand gang are all engaged in business. No one knows the principle of buying low and selling high.

Before Shang Mingzhe started bidding, someone started to lift him up.

The penultimate lot, which was originally expected to be quiet, turned out to be extremely intense.

The price soon reached a high price of 15 spirit stones.

Although the price is high, Wang Bohan can still afford it, but in this way, he can no longer have any delusions about the Monk's storage bag.

"20!" Shang Mingzhe gritted his teeth and quoted a price.

The fierce quotations suddenly came to a halt...

"The quotation of 20 yuan is valid, and I'm counting down!" Wang Bohan said loudly.

In the end, Shang Mingzhe won the desert monk's body at a high price of 20 spiritual stones.

The last lot.

Desert Monk's storage bag.

Wang Bohan tore the desert monk's storage bag into pieces in front of everyone.

However, what disappointed everyone was that the monk's storage bag only had a piece of Buddha jade the size of his fist, and nothing else...

"Uh...how could this happen!?"

"Although the barbarian monk is a casual cultivator, he is not so poor."

"No! Powerful casual cultivators are often the richest and carry all their wealth with them. One person is equivalent to a sect..."

"The barbarian monk has killed so many monks of the same level, so he must have some trophies..."

Listening to everyone talking...

Bai Yunting clutched the scroll in her hand.

She knew very well where the Monk's wealth was hidden, and it must be hidden in the array magic weapon in her hand.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the formation map can be opened, Ziyun Mountain White Castle will definitely return to its peak.

(End of this chapter)