The Ultimate Martial Instructor

At this moment, even the three calm monks of the Buddhist Tantric sect suddenly stood up, put their hands together and looked at the coffin excitedly. [zero ↑ nine △ small ↓ say △ net]

the four old emperor who carried the coffin did not leave, but stood quietly beside the coffin. Wang zhonglong also showed his dignified look for the first time and walked slowly to the coffin.

"Fifty years ago, the last item at that auction was a black iron sarcophagus. I didn't expect that the last item at today's auction was also a sarcophagus." An old man with white hair said excitedly.

"But I think this wooden coffin is even more terrible. I don't know what time the emperor was buried in it." Another senior figure sighed.

"It turns out that this auction actually sold a black iron sarcophagus. I thought it was fake. Is it true that someone is willing to buy a sarcophagus at a high price?"

People are also curious. Even if there is a strong emperor buried in the coffin, he has been dead for many years. His blood essence has withered and even his body has rotted. What's the use of buying it?

"Hum, ignorance, the dead emperor's body is useless, but his funeral objects are priceless. If you are lucky, you may be able to dig out the internal mental skills he practiced in his lifetime. If you are not lucky, there are weapons he used in his lifetime." An old man snorted.

People this just suddenly, eyes become more blazing.

"This is a corpse of the emperor who was brought back from the Banshee forest. The corpse of the emperor was a Buddha who had been dead for a hundred years. According to the identification of the strongman of our sect, the Buddha was a peerless emperor before his death!" Wang zhonglong's voice can't help but say with awe.

Peerless emperor!

These four words are like a heavy mountain peak, pressing on everyone's heart. No one dares to make a sound.

The three Buddhists of the tantric sect trembled slightly. Before, they felt familiar with the smell from the coffin. Now Wang zhonglong said that, they seem to be more sure.

Qin long also looked at the wooden coffin with solemn eyes. Unexpectedly, there was a peerless emperor buried in it. Moreover, he had heard about "ten thousand demons forest" for the second time at the auction. There were not only monsters of the rank of emperor, but also the peerless emperor who could not escape and fell there.

What a terrible place it is?

It's a pity that Wang zhonglong didn't mean to open the coffin, which made many people regret that they couldn't see the legendary remains of the peerless emperor.

Seeing that everyone's mood gradually stabilized, Wang zhonglong said: "this coffin is the last auction item. It has no reserve price, but it can't be exchanged with elixir. It can only be exchanged with the skill script."

As soon as this rule came out, many super clan strongmen sat down in dismay. It seems that they don't want to get involved in this coffin.

"The Yi family is willing to produce a complete yuhuangdan Sutra, which can refine four grain yuhuangdan." At this time, an elder of the Yi family was the first to say.

This elder is not inferior to Yi xingqiong, one of the only living fossils of Yi family, and his strength is unfathomable.

There is no doubt that the first bid is a complete book of jade yellow elixir.

"The Jiang family is willing to produce a complete Ningyuan Dan Sutra, plus a incomplete internal mental skill, which can be cultivated to the realm of human flower." Jiang yuekong also stood up and said.

The Ningyuan Dan Sutra is not much worse than the Yuhuang Dan Sutra, and there is also a incomplete internal mental skill. Although it can only be cultivated to the realm of human flower, it is extremely rare. An ancient martial arts flower master may not be his opponent in the realm of human flower.

At this time, the inside information of the Yi family and the Jiang family gradually revealed, but as far as they have the secret script of refining the king's elixir, they are by no means comparable to other super sects.

"The king of medicine Pavilion bid three books to refine the king's grade Dan Jing." At this time, Mo Hetu also stood up and said.

Once Mo Hetu's voice fell, it caused a great disturbance again.

"It's the medicine King's Pavilion of Tantric school. It's really rich and powerful!"

Mo Hetu took out three alchemy sutras that could be refined into King's grade. The people of the Jiang family and the Yi family had no choice but to give in. The two families' inside information was not as good as the secret medicine King Pavilion.

The crowd soon calmed down, and their eyes could not help looking to the other side of tianqin holy studio. Before, they took out an internal mental skill.

"Little girl, there is a complete mental skill here, which can be practiced to the lowest level. I don't know if it can match those three sutras?" The mysterious woman in tianqin holy studio said with a smile.

Once again, everyone was shocked. An internal mental skill that can be practiced to the lowest level is absolutely priceless. If someone really practices it successfully, he can become the legendary ancient Martial emperor, a super emperor who can fight against three with one.

Although they can only practice to the lower level, they are invincible ancient martial artists at the same level from the beginning. I'm afraid even the strong people who are already middle level are willing to practice this internal mental skill again.

"If it is a complete mental method of the emperor, its value will be higher." Wang zhonglong said with a faint smile, but he didn't seem to be satisfied with the offer at the moment, and his eyes couldn't help looking at the three Buddhists.

Seeing that tianqin shengzhai had already taken out a copy of huangzhe's mental skill, Mo Hetu had no choice but to smile bitterly. Yaowang Pavilion could naturally take out a more valuable secret book than that one. However, if you take a picture of the coffin, you will lose a lot if you get something inside.Mo Hetu is not a gambler, so he can't afford to gamble.

Before the three monks spoke, suddenly a hoarse voice reverberated in the air.

"I've developed an internal mental skill of the middle emperor."

The bidder is an old man wrapped in black clothes, only half a thin face. There are two skeletons on the back of the black clothes, which are very eye-catching. There are three people wearing the same black clothes around him, but they are wrapped all over and can't even see.

These four people are not sitting in the VIP area, because they are very low-key and do not attract people's attention, but they are shouting prices at this time, and they are also the inner mental skill of the middle emperor.

All the people around subconsciously let go of an area to expose the four people in black.

"Take out their inner power, a joker in the heart?"

"No, I seem to have seen them before."

"I also remember that at the auction 50 years ago, they finally sold the black iron sarcophagus." Another old man cried suddenly.

Hearing this, those who participated in the auction 50 years ago also remember that after all, the skeleton black clothes on these four people are really impressive.

The crowd was in a commotion, and Qin Long's eyes looked in the past.

When he saw the two skeletons on the back of the man in black, Qin Long's eyes widened and his face was shocked.

After such a long time, Qin long saw the two skeletons again.