Chapter 1622 Wait a Minute

"Ah!"

Zheng Daoxuan stood up and sneered, "Qingque, do you Penglai want to shift the responsibility to Kunlun?"

Qing Que shook her head lightly, "Don't say that, fellow daoist, it's just an auction, and Kunlun is the one with the most strength to get the lot. Didn't fellow daoist always bid before, why don't you talk now?"

"Yes, yes, it makes sense."

"If Penglai Island didn't say it, wouldn't the Shenmu Ding be bought by Kunlun?"

"Speaking of it, Penglai Island is really kind. It has been said in advance. If it were someone else, it would not have been said at all, and it would have been sold directly."

"If you ask me, Kunlun has already saved a lot of primeval stones, so what if we take the Shenmu tripod?"

Some monks began to point and point at Zheng Daoxuan.

These words, in other places or at other times, would never dare to say them.

"shut up!"

Zheng Daoxuan let out a cold snort, and was about to explode, but before the coercion came out, he was blocked by a force, so he had to give up, filled with resentment.

Glancing at Qing Que, he said loudly, "Fellow Daoist, it was the same before, but now it's different. There are evil spirits inside, who would buy it? Our Kunlun is indeed the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals. It is my responsibility to be the first to be the first to cultivate immortals, but after all, it is an evil spirit, a powerful evil spirit. There is no great power in the world of immortal cultivation, how can it be so easy to eliminate it? It is not so easy for you to say a few words lightly. You can do it, and the price you pay for it is beyond your imagination.”

He looked towards the auction platform and said solemnly, "Senior, it's not because Kunlun doesn't want it, it really can't."

As an elder, he sees it very clearly. If he really wants to exterminate or suppress the evil spirits, the price Kunlun will pay is far greater than a sacred wood tripod. As for the reputation, everyone in the world knows the name of Kunlun, so there is no need to fight for it. .

"Kunlun admits that he can't do it anymore, so..."

Qing Que looked at Zheng Daoxuan thoughtfully, then turned to Dazhi Shangren and said, "Tianlong Temple probably won't make a move, right?"

Venerable Dazhi bowed, "The old monk is very grateful to the fellow Taoist, but this matter is not something that the current Tianlong Temple can do. Please don't take responsibility for the fellow Taoist."

"Forget it, the two of you will continue to watch and see whose hands this Shenmu cauldron will fall into."

Qingque smiled lightly, "Everyone, do you have any bids?"

The crowd was silent, only whispered discussions came out.

"Even Kunlun dare not ask for it, why should we ask for it?"

"That's right, the first sect didn't plan to deal with the evil spirits. Do you want us to die? I won't go."

"If no one wants it, that evil soul is destined to appear in this world..."

"Is there any way, after all, it is a great power, and no one is an opponent."

"When this auction is over, the old man will hide with his aristocratic family. The farther the better, the better."

"I think so too, but where is far and where is near..."

Their eyes are full of worry, even despair, if someone appears at this time and takes away the Shenmu cauldron...

As expected, Qing Que didn't take it seriously, "That is to say, if no one bids, then the Shenmu tripod will return to the holder. I think he probably doesn't want it now, and he will probably throw it away. When the time is up, the evil spirit will appear and cause a catastrophe in the Xuanhuang Realm."

She spread her hands, and said calmly, "At that time, none of you will be able to hide. In addition to another catastrophe that is coming, the Xuanhuang Realm may end at that time. The big sect is better, and the small sect The door is..." At this point, she didn't say any more, she just watched the crowd shake their heads slightly, with compassion in their eyes.

Most of the people present understood what the other catastrophe was, and no one spoke for a while, making it even more dead silent.

Someone said, "Is there no other way, isn't your Penglai Island..."

Someone echoed, "Yes, you Penglai Island should be able to suppress the evil spirits, after all, there are senior island owners around."

Qingque said lightly, "Everyone should know that Penglai Island has always been neutral. No matter what the outside world is, Penglai Island will not participate in it. It has been like this for tens of thousands of years without exception. This Shenmu tripod was brought to Penglai Island, then Penglai Island can only try its best to find a good home for it, instead of leaving it on Penglai Island, of course, if the Shenmu Ding comes from Penglai Island, Penglai will do everything possible to suppress it.”

The crowd was silent for a while, and soon someone shouted again, "Damn it! Who brought it here, it killed us!"

The vent-like words attracted a lot of echoes.

Qing Que waved his hand, "The Shenmu Ding came from the Jiang family in Nanzhanzhou. Many people know this. If you are dissatisfied afterwards, you can go to the Jiang family to ask, but let's forget it at this time. Let me ask three more questions. Are people willing to buy this Shenmu tripod?"

After taking a look at the audience, she said slowly, "One."

No one spoke, and everyone's minds were shocked. Everyone looked around, as if expecting something to appear.

"two."

After waiting for a while, Qingque continued to shout, paused and said again, "Everyone, if anyone is willing to take a photo of the Shenmu tripod and bring it back to the sect, and find a way to suppress and eliminate the evil spirits, Penglai Island will help. And give 500,000 primordial stones."

"Penglai Island has a heart."

"500,000 yuan stone is a huge wealth for a sect, I really want..."

"Didn't you hear the condition she said? If you want it, you will die. Not only will you die, but the entire sect will die."

"Even Kunlun doesn't dare to ask for it. No matter how many stones there are, when the foundation of the sect is destroyed, others will blame you."

"well……"

Amidst the sighs of the crowd, there was a different voice suddenly, "If anyone is willing to take a picture of the Shenmu tripod and keep it, I am also willing to support a little. It's not much, but tens of thousands of stones are still available."

"I'm also willing to support some, 50,000 yuan stone."

"I'll pay 50,000 too."

As several monks responded, more and more people said this, but after waiting for a long time, no one spoke.

Qing Que shook her head lightly, with a trace of disdain on her lips, "Okay, three..."

"Wait a minute."

Before he finished speaking, a person in the crowd slowly stood up.

All eyes are on the past.

"Who is this person?"

"I didn't notice it before, is there someone else here?"

"Keep using your spiritual sense to cover your breath. It seems that his spiritual sense is very powerful. Although it is always there, it is still in the middle, but we all ignored his existence, and even the old man didn't see it."

"It seems to be covered with a layer of fog, and I can't see anything clearly."

As the man stood up completely, the cover-up on his body disappeared, and his clear face was fully revealed.

Many people were still at a loss, but some cultivators in the Transcending Tribulation Realm were stunned. The one who was most surprised was Zheng Daoxuan. He stared at the man with surprise in his eyes, "Zhou Shu? Why is he here too?"

This is the West Sea in Xihezhou. Many monks have never seen Zhou Shu, but Kunlun, who regards Zhou Shu as a thorn in his side, knows it.

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