Chapter 1312 Demon Soldier Shura Selling Cauldrons

Chapter 1312 Selling Cauldrons

Qin Ming stood on the ice-covered stone platform, folded his arms, lowered his eyes, and waited silently. Next to him stood an ancient bronze tripod.

Qingluan's heart in the ancient cauldron has been refined, and the medicinal liquid is almost gone, but there is still a little bit left in it, the strong medicinal fragrance is like a boiling heat wave, churning inside, making a faint rumbling sound, the cauldron The cover was half covered, revealing a gap, releasing a mellow and intoxicating fragrance, wafting in the cold square.

The people gathered around took a deep breath, and after a few sips, they felt indescribably comfortable, as if they drank fine nectar and jade dew. They looked at Gu Ding with fiery eyes, but they were afraid of Qin Ming's strong Holy Spirit. prestige. Although there are tens of thousands of people gathered here, half of them are casual cultivators and some holy warriors, but there are very few saint warriors above the third heaven, and almost none of the fourth heaven and fifth heaven. Bring them the pressure of a vast ocean and a giant mountain.

The canyon is dim in the evening, and the illuminated lanterns and burning braziers, under the reflection of ice crystals, illuminate the ancient city. More and more people gathered here, and some stood on the roof, climbed on the cliff, or gathered in the caves on the cliff, all looking at the peerless treasure worth 100,000 black gold coins.

Every day on this stone platform, people would auction off their treasures, but there had never been one hundred thousand black gold coins like today. Not to mention the East Valley Gate, there are very few other places. Generally speaking, treasures of this value are kept by themselves. Who will auction them?

"He's not here to sell children, he's here to sell tripods!" Miss Jiaoman from Huanlangtian didn't expect to meet that bastard again here. But how could my father's friends be reduced to selling things for money? This is too bad.

"It's a good treasure!" The handsome young man is Qiu Ziqi, the fourth son of Huanlangtian patriarch, who personally leads a team to hunt for Haitang. His skin glowed with moonlight, and he was wearing a battle armor. He was powerful, handsome and majestic. He rode a noble golden-horned Pegasus horse, like a god.

More than a dozen celestial horses are flying in the air, their wings spread seven or eight meters, and a strong wind is blowing up. They are noble and holy, with extraordinary horses, and their muscles are perfect and full of strength. The armored guards riding them are even more imposing, with sharp eyes and tense faces, like veterans who have been in the field for a long time, mighty and full of murderous aura.

"Brother wants it? Buy it, isn't it just one hundred thousand black gold coins, we Huanlangtian still care about this small amount of money." Miss Jiaoman is Qiu Ziqi's sister of the same father and mother, Qiu Ziqing. Because there is also an elder brother with the same father and mother, who is the strongest in the new generation of Huanlangtian, and is also the direct descendant with the best ability and talent. He is very likely to be appointed as the next patriarch. To provoke her is to pamper her.

Small money? The corners of Qiu Ziqi's eyes twitched slightly, and he said loudly: "Senior! Can you introduce this ancient tripod?"

Many people were puzzled by Qiu Ziqi's senior shout, the son of the majestic Huanlangtian patriarch, how polite was his words?

A lot of people from the Jinyang Clan and Returning Soul Valley also came, hidden in the crowd, and they were planning to test Qin Ming to see if they could snatch it. Qiu Ziqi called senior, but they were confused.

"No need to introduce. Buy it if you think it's worth it, don't buy it if it's not worth it. I don't want black gold coins, I want an equivalent exchange! It's useless to me, I want to change to a weapon." Qin Ming raised his eyes, and his bright eyes swept over more and more Crowded crowd, looking around, a vast expanse of darkness. The roof in the distance and the cliff cave behind were also full of people, all looking around curiously.

Qin Ming is not for changing weapons, but for fishing!

It is almost impossible to find a hidden person among the 100,000 people in the ancient city who can always change his appearance, so it is better to use a medicine cauldron to attract her. As long as Haitang shows her face, there is a chance to keep an eye on her. Ordinary weapons can't attract Haitang's attention, but since he is an alchemist and always wears a blue-patterned jade tripod on his body, he will definitely study the medicine tripod and be obsessed with it.

With the medicine cauldron, I don't believe that Haitang will not appear.

"You should tell me where you got it from. If it was stolen, wouldn't we be in trouble if we bought it?" Returning Soul Valley appeared, a dozen people were wearing black cloaks, covering half of their faces, The voice was cold and hoarse, like the friction of sand and stones, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

There was a commotion among the crowd, avoiding a wide passage and going straight to the stone platform.

"Returning to the Soul Valley!" Huanlangtian's side showed killing intent, their eyes were cold, and their bodies were glowing like moonlight. Hate this spooky stuff.

Qin Ming reached out and grabbed the bronze tripod, and snorted coldly: "My things, don't sell them back to Soul Valley!"

The huge square gradually became quiet, and people looked at the stone platform in astonishment, and in a crazy tone, they didn't want to sell Guihun Valley's face in front of so many people.

More than a dozen disciples of Guihun Valley raised their heads slowly, revealing pale faces, their eye sockets were as black as black holes, without any whites in their eyes: "Say it again?"

"I won't sell it ten times more!" Qin Ming raised his head slightly, his attitude was cold and arrogant, as if he was not afraid of returning to the Valley of Souls at all.

"Okay! Well said!" Huanlangtian smiled with satisfaction, as expected of being the patriarch's friend, he also hated Returning to Soul Valley.

The people in Guihun Valley couldn't figure out the origin of Qin Ming. With their reputation and prestige, few would dare to be so provocative, and the son of Huanlangtian patriarch respected him as a senior. Could this person have some origin?

The people of the Jinyang clan stood far away and did not intervene, but they were also curious about the origin of Qin Ming, who dared to face Huanlangtian and Guihun Valley.

"I'll only stand for half an hour. Those who want to think about it carefully." Qin Ming clasped the bronze tripod. He looked strong on the surface, but he was not at ease in his heart. If he couldn't be fooled, he had to run away!

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and everyone could see the magic of the ancient bronze tripod, but Qin Ming didn't talk about the origin, and didn't introduce the effect, so he opened his mouth at the price of 100,000 black gold coins, who would dare to buy it easily? Besides, they don't have anything of equal value.

Huanlangtian, Guihun Valley, and the Jinyang Clan were not in a hurry to make a move, but were observing and thinking.

Qin Ming stood expressionless, his eyes constantly searching the crowd, his spiritual power gathered in his eyes, and he searched carefully, not letting anyone go. However, after scanning around, two times and three times, I still didn't find a woman with jewelry and flowers on her hair in front of her. There were some women with a height of 1.7 meters in the crowd, but there was nothing abnormal after staring carefully for a while.

Is Haitang not here? Could it be that the ancient tripod is not attractive enough?

"It's time! Farewell, everyone!" Qin Ming waited for half an hour, but he didn't find it, so he had to put away the ancient bronze tripod. But at the moment he turned to leave, he suddenly noticed that in the first row of people in front of the stand, less than 30 meters away from him, a man subconsciously took a few steps forward, as if he was very reluctant, his eyes The eagerness here is also a little too strong.

Qin Ming's heart moved, and he walked towards the man.

The man immediately regained his composure, and pretended not to care as he dispersed with the crowd, only occasionally glancing at Qin Ming.

"Get out!" Qin Ming just walked into the crowd, and suddenly roared, a strong wind aroused all over his body, and dozens of people around him were blown away. Holding a black needle in his hand, he yelled: "I'm tired of working! Dare to I'm poisoned!"

The crowd was confused and panicked, and they all looked around in astonishment.

Qin Ming intentionally created chaos, but the corners of his eyes were fixed on the man, the strong wind was blown up, and it also blew to him, the loose robe fluttered, revealing a palm of white jade hands, and the nails were dark black, he looked like He was very tall, but he was actually wearing thick clothes, and there were thick wooden boards under his feet.

The man hurriedly covered his robe, seeing that no one was paying attention, he turned into the crowd.