Chapter 461: Refining God

Under this kind of oppression, he had to use his whole soul to fight against it, but the more he resisted, the heavier he felt the mountain was, and he felt like he was standing on the mountainside looking up at the mountains.

Gradually, he finally adapted to this pressure. This is all due to the second change of the gene lock being turned on, otherwise he would not be able to persevere.

You must know that Wei Daoxiang used this painting to refine his spirit, but as soon as he concentrated his energy, his energy and blood boiled, and he was almost injured. But Zhang Jun had been observing for three full hours now, and he had no intention of stopping.

When the sun rose, the immortal energy around him surged, like flames rising. After the second change of the gene lock was activated, his spiritual power was already strong. After another night of spiritual training, he finally broke through again.

Tai Qing Gang Qi unexpectedly entered the fifth level, and his strength improved a lot. He has a feeling that his spiritual power will continue to increase, and in about a year, he should be able to reach the ninth level of Immortal Gang.

When he reaches the ninth level of Immortal Gang, he can attack the realm of Yuanjue and then gather the true power of Taiqing. Taiqing Great True Power is the ultimate product of Taiqing Gangqi and is extremely powerful. Based on his knowledge, there are thirty-three levels of Taiqing's great power, and with each level advanced, the power increases a lot.

Of course, different strengths will lead to different achievements in the future. For example, Guan Tiannan's Yin Sha potential is only at the sixth level. The sixth level is already at its peak and cannot make any further progress. Another example is the Qingmu Yuanli derived from Hua Buyi's Qingdi Heart Technique in the future, which has a total of 12 levels. The twelfth level of Aoki Yuanli can display the Nine Jin of Medicine that combines nine Jin into one, which is already a half-step magical level. .

However, the Three Immortals of Dragon and Tiger once said that of the thirty-three levels of Taiqing Great True Power, only the ninth level belongs to the level of Yuanjue, the middle ninth level belongs to the half-step magical power, and the remaining ninth level belongs to the supernatural power realm. The remaining sixth level belongs to a realm that even the Dragon and Tiger Immortals don't know about. As for what it is, no one knows.

After breaking through to the fifth level of Xiangang, his injuries were completely recovered, and he began to prepare for today's auction meeting. This auction conference attracted buyers from all over the world and there were many participants, so the most thorough preparations must be made.

The most important thing is to guard against Japan's attack. The Amaterasu Society has been completely wiped out, and Japan is so sinister that it might make a fuss at the auction.

This auction was held at the Tianxing Art Museum in Hong Kong. Tianxing Art Museum is an event venue invested and built by Haina Museum. It has a large area, can accommodate up to 25,000 spectators, and is equipped with various advanced event facilities.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the art museum was already crowded. Zhang Jun is currently on the podium, the host is already in place, and he is still memorizing his speech. At this time, Wu Qingying came over and said in his ear: "Boss, there are more people from Japan than expected. Among the more than 6,000 participants in the entire venue, more than 300 are Japanese, and It's a team.

Zhang Jun's eyes flashed and he said: "Just adapt to the situation. Under the public gaze, I think they can't do anything."

Then the auction began. The host conducted a few minutes of pre-auction mobilization and finally said: "I would like to invite the initiator of Tianxing Charity and the owner of the Heina Museum, the respected Mr. Zhang Jun to speak!"

Zhang Jun walked up to the front stage, and the audience burst into cheers. Before he could speak, a Japanese suddenly stood up with a microphone in his hand.

"Mr. Zhang Jun, I have a few questions. Can you answer them?"

As soon as the Japanese spoke, the PA system in the venue actually broadcast live, so that everyone present could hear clearly. Guo Lan behind the stage looked ugly. The Japanese are so shameless for doing such a little trick!

Zhang Jun's expression remained unchanged and he said: "There are no interviews with journalists in today's auction. You Japanese are very rude. Do you want to force an interview with me?"

The Japanese said: "That's presumptuous. We are doing this just to let our colleagues here know how hypocritical you Tian Xing Charity is, because you are all thieves and liars!"

Zhang Jun's eyes turned cold and he said: "Watch your words. You are so uncultivated and slandering others will only make the world laugh at the Japanese people's bad conduct."

The Japanese looked ugly and said: "Okay, let's get back to the business. What I want to ask is, where did the collection donated by your Heiner Museum come from?"

Zhang Jun showed disdain and said: "The Haina Museum has cooperative relationships with more than 200 of the most famous national museums and more than 1,700 of the largest private collections in the world. It also has partnerships with more than 3,000 well-known people around the world. There are frequent exchanges between private collection enthusiasts, and these collections naturally come from donations from everyone.”

The Japanese laughed "haha". He turned to everyone and said, "Don't you think it's ridiculous? It is said that the amount of this auction is as high as tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars. Do you believe that there are such kind people in the world who are willing to donate such a large collection? ?"

As expected, people in the venue were talking a lot, and they also felt that this possibility was unlikely. After all, the collection is not money, and a donation of tens of billions would be too exaggerated.

Zhang Jun snorted coldly, and the audience suddenly fell silent. He said, "I can answer your question. But before that, I have to provide a piece of data." Then he turned around and nodded to Guo Lan.

Suddenly, a long string of data was displayed on the large high-definition screen. Zhang Jun said in a respectful tone: "What is displayed on the screen is a Japanese collector, an old man with an internationalist mind, and a A fighter who fights against Japanese right-wingers! He is Mr. Norio Mitsui, one of the shareholders of Japan’s Mitsui Foundation.”

"Mr. Mitsui donated more than 30,000 collections with a total value of more than five billion US dollars! Therefore, he was hired as the honorary director of the Heiner Museum. However, such an old man with a big heart and a benevolent heart has He was assassinated by right-wingers on his way back to Japan!”

"Everyone, you should be able to see clearly what kind of country this is. It is greedy, cruel, and despicable. Even good people like Mr. Mitsui cannot tolerate it!"

The Japanese people in the audience were all anxious. Why did they start attacking Japan while talking? Another middle-aged man grabbed the microphone and scolded: "Let me ask you, Mr. Zhang Jun, why did a batch of cultural relics lost by the National Museum of Japan appear in your auction?"

Zhang Jun asked coldly: "Really? Then please make a list of the so-called lost items. In addition, I would like to remind everyone that the auction list of our museum is strictly confidential. At present, even I don't know what items are being auctioned. I don't understand. How did this person know about it!"

The middle-aged people in Japan were speechless.

Zhang Jun continued: "In addition, I would like to remind everyone that during World War II, countless cultural relics and treasures were lost in various Asian countries. I think everyone knows where they went. But now, the descendants of the robbers dare to carry their treasures at a charity event. He is so capable of spewing blood and slandering others, he is simply shameless!"

The Japanese was furious and shouted: "In short, your Heiner Museum must have stolen our cultural relics!"

Zhang Jun's eyes flashed coldly and he yelled: "Shameless rats, step back! You are not welcome here!"

Most of the people present were Asians, and they had never had a good impression of Japan. Someone immediately started booing loudly.

"Damn Japanese, get out!"

"Japanese dogs, you are not welcome here, you are thieves and robbers!"

"The most cruel and shameless people in the world are the Japanese wolves. We don't like you. Go away and get out of here!"

The faces of the Japanese who came in a group were a hundred times uglier than the death of their own father. They still had many plans that they had not yet had time to implement. Unfortunately, they could no longer stay and left in embarrassment, otherwise they were worried that they would arouse public outrage.

Seeing hundreds of Japanese bowing their heads and leaving, Zhang Jun said coldly: "No, I hope your character will improve next time we meet." Everyone laughed.

"Okay, the auction is about to begin. I still want to announce that all the proceeds from this auction will be donated to the Tianxing Charity Fund to help those in need."

The audience burst into thunderous applause. Everyone was thinking, how could such a great philanthropist steal Japanese cultural relics? The Japanese are really shameless!

The auction started, and among the people participating, there were a few special people who caught Zhang Jun's attention. He had been monitoring the entire venue with Buddha eyes.

One of them was an old man with a silver beard and a kind face. There were six people sitting next to him, one of whom turned out to be Mo San.

When the old man saw the auction start, he smiled slightly and said, "Mo San, your friend is courageous."

Mo San nodded: "Second Elder, do you think you can recruit him to join the Mo Sect?"

"Okay." The old man said, "But I think this person is extraordinary. I'm afraid our small temple can't accommodate this great Bodhisattva. Let's just be friends first and let's talk about other things."

Mo San said: "In that case, let us take the first order."

The first auction item is extraordinary. It is a painting by Ming Dynasty painter Xu Wei, with a starting price of HK$10 million. Everyone bid and competed for it, and there were constant sign-raisers.

Suddenly, Mo San raised a sign and quoted 100 million Hong Kong dollars. The scene suddenly became quiet. Although this painting is precious, 100 million Hong Kong dollars is far beyond its value.

But what is surprising is that a mysterious woman wearing sunglasses once again held up a placard with an offer of 110 million.

The two sides went back and forth, and the tug of war began. Under the stunned expressions of everyone, the price soared to HK$500 million.

In the end, Mo San shrugged helplessly and stopped fighting. The painting was finally sold for a sky-high price of HK$500 million, setting a new record for the highest price ever paid for a Hong Kong painting at auction.

This woman is also one of the targets of Zhang Jun's attention. Her cultivation level was very high and she had an ethereal aura about her. He suspected that she was a top figure in the realm of Juekong.

Next to the woman, there are four very young and beautiful women, who are responsible for helping the woman in sunglasses hold up the sign. They communicated in a low voice, and one woman said: "Is this broken painting worth 500 million? Even if you want to make friends with this person, Sister Zi doesn't have to spend so much money."

The woman in sunglasses glanced at them, and the four women immediately shut up, not daring to say anything.

Zhang Jun's heart moved. This woman also wanted to make friends with him? Who is she? But then, he was attracted by the third group of people, which was a group of powerful people who gave people a feeling of superiority.