The Fantasy Library Under One Person

"Humans can control lightning?! I must be crazy!"

Feng Shayan shook her head and stood up, "Let's go, the auction is about to start..."

Wang Daolin got up with a smile, followed her upstairs, Wei Rong looked at him with some doubts, her face was slightly red.

"Bastard! I will never let you go! My Qin family..." Qin Sheng, who was covered in charred black and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, struggled to get up, and said bitterly.

"Shut up! If you don't want to bury the entire Qin family with you, you'd better shut up!" Feng Shayan suddenly yelled angrily.

Qin Sheng's eyes widened and he forgot to refute for a while, watching Wang Daolin disappear upstairs.

"Hehe, Daolin, it seems that you caused a little trouble downstairs!"

487 As soon as he entered the hall, Feng Zhenghao laughed and walked up to hug Wang Daolin.

Wang Daolin was very uncomfortable with his excessive enthusiasm.Moreover, regarding Feng Zhenghao, he still had a little bit of guard in his heart.

A person who casually kneels down to his enemy, Wang Ai, has a terrifying forbearance and a deep city, so he is destined to be a hero!

"President Feng, I just want to see this so-called magic weapon."

"No hurry, no hurry, I'll introduce you first." Feng Zhenghao took Wang Daolin's hand and walked towards everyone present.

"Wei Tong, the third son of the Wei family."

"Li Hui, Chairman of Lotte Group..."

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"This is Master Qin. This magic weapon is exactly what he brought back from the Tantric School of the Western Regions."

Wang Daolin looked at the big man with disdain in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, walked up to Feng Zhenghao and sat down without saying a word.

"Hmph! I heard that this little brother is the head of the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

"What kind of Daoist, no matter how you look at it, you are a student!!"

"Will there be no one in the world? Treat him so respectfully?"

"Wang Jianlin is also old, and he even let a junior come!"

Wang Daolin was still smiling and did not speak, his attention was already attracted by a disc on the table.

"This fluctuation... so strong innate qi!".

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"Master Qin, please introduce the origin of this esoteric scripture." Wei Tong said respectfully.

"Forget it, since you are all ordinary people here and don't know how to practice, I'll explain it to you." Master Qin said proudly, completely ignoring the big bosses present.

Wang Daolin glanced at Feng Zhenghao with a smile, and found that he was not moved at all.There was no trace of contempt or anger in his eyes, but Feng Shayan seemed ready to move.

Hero!

Wang Daolin gave Feng Zhenghao such an evaluation.

Under the unfriendly gazes of everyone, Master Qin walked up to the Dharma plate, closed his eyes slightly, and pinched the Yin Jue with his hands.

At this time, everyone was shocked to find that Master Qin's sleeves were slowly bulging without any wind.

"Duh!"

Master Qin suddenly squeezed his sword finger, and sprayed a stream of white innate qi on the Dharma plate from his mouth.

The dharma plate vibrated hummingly, and the Sanskrit script of Tantric Buddhism appeared vaguely.

As soon as the Sanskrit text came out, everyone immediately felt golden, and the hall looked solemn and magnificent!

"This... this is the real magic weapon!"

Everyone clasped their hands together and saluted.

"This dharma plate is a magic weapon of Tantric Buddhism. I can't exert one-tenth of its power if I use Taoist methods." Master Qin said proudly, "So, take it out today and wait for someone who is destined!"

Wei Tong fixed his eyes on Fapan, as if seeing a peerless beauty.

The eyes of those who spoke out before were also full of greed.

When Master Qin saw this, contempt flashed in his eyes, he accepted the formula, turned around and sat down.

"How is it? Have you seen what a real master is?" Li Hui from Lotte Group looked at Wang Daolin with a smile, "Let a hairy boy come to palm your eyes, really, Wang Jianlin is old!"

"Let's bid! I, Wei Tong, am determined to win, and I will offer [-] million yuan!" Wei Tong said hastily as he slapped his chair.

"I am [-] million!"

"I'm [-] million' ‖!"

"One hundred million! Don't snatch it from me!"

Wang Daolin looked at the big bosses who were gradually falling into madness, shook his head slightly, got up and walked out.

"Daolin, what's the matter? Aren't you going to buy this magic weapon for Uncle Wang?" Wei Rong asked suspiciously.

"A magic weapon? Is this worthy of being called a magic weapon?" Wang Daolin sneered.

"This little brother seems to have a different opinion!" Master Qin raised his eyebrows when he heard Wang Daolin's words, and said strangely, "Since the little brother despises this Dharma plate, please come up with a better one." Magic weapon, let me open my eyes!"