What Master He took out was a miniature rockery, about the size of two palms.
The rockery itself is naturally conceived, and the mountain shape is very beautiful, and later there were top carvers who carved trees, rocks and so on on the rockery.
"I spent more than 80 million yuan to buy this Futu Mountain that day, and I studied it for seven years, but I didn't see any clues." Master He stroked the rockery, and there was a look of regret in his eyes: "I can feel that this mountain must be a peerless treasure, but unfortunately, my blessing has not arrived." "
"Today, I sold this mountain because I was short of money and needed cash flow."
"But I don't plan to sell it cheaply, I bought it for more than 80 million yuan that day, and today I put a price tag of 180 million, if anyone wants it, just take it."
After speaking, he closed his eyes and looked non-negotiable.
"My good girl, a broken thing that doesn't know the effect, actually wants to sell it for 180 million?"
"Other people's treasures are depreciated and sold, but you are special?"
"It's impossible for anyone to ask for it, 180 million to buy an ornament, unless you're crazy."
The rich shook their heads, their money was not blown by the wind, and no one wanted to be wronged.
"Anyway, it's this price, love to buy it or not." Master He bit it to death.
"Master He, then you better take it back, there are no fools here..." Boss Zheng shook his head and said.
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.
"I want it!"
It was Zhang Heng who said this.
His eyes were calm at the moment, but his heart was very hot.
He didn't think that there were still spirit stones on the earth!
Spirit stones are the currency used to trade between practitioners, and they are all treasures born of nature, just like iron ore, copper ore, and gold ore.
But its value is completely different.
Spirit stones are divided into lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and the best grade, the higher the quality of the spirit stone, the more spiritual energy it contains.
This so-called "Futu Mountain", in Zhang Heng's view, those messy carvings are all added to the snake, but its original mountain is a priceless treasure, because it is a whole piece of medium-grade spirit stone!
If you can get it, your cultivation will inevitably skyrocket.
"You're going to pay for it?" Even Master He himself showed an incredulous expression.
Others, however, were lost in thought after a brief moment of shock.
"180 million, it's not impossible to gamble." Boss Zheng gritted his teeth and suddenly changed his words: "I want to buy it too!" "
After he said this, he immediately went to look at Zhang Heng's expression.
This auction was quite successful, and the most critical factor was Zhang Heng.
Because although he seems young, he has a lot of knowledge and can clearly tell the origin and value of everything.
Without him, the auction would be much less interesting.
"He is willing to bid for it, which means that this thing must be extraordinary!" Boss Zheng's abacus is very shrewd, no matter how good it is, Zhang Heng didn't bid before, but now he is opening his mouth for a seemingly useless rockery, what does this mean?
The value of this rockery is incalculable!
In fact, he was only half right, and the spirit stone was naturally a treasure for cultivators, but for ordinary people, it had no effect.
Boss Zheng's offer did not cause Zhang Heng to have the slightest mood swing, because in his eyes, the spirit stone was already in his pocket.
Even if it is a killing spree today, it is bound to be obtained, and there is no room for negotiation!
He looked at Master He.
Master He frowned deeply, and after a long time, he looked at Zhang Heng and pushed the rockery towards him.
"I don't bother to do things that sit on the ground and raise prices, since you speak first, then this thing belongs to you!"
Seeing this scene, Boss Zheng sighed and knew that he was out of luck.
Rules are rules, everyone and the seller nodded, what else can he say?
"Thank you." Zhang Heng glanced at Master He deeply.
This man is a believer and worth befriending.
"Wait." Mr. Bai Mei suddenly spoke, he stood up, and a sinister smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that no one has asked my opinion." ".
"Why should I ask your opinion?" Master He was-for-tat.
"It doesn't matter if you ask or not, anyway, I'm going to decide this thing!" Mr. Whitebrow's scarlet tongue licked his lips.
"What do you want to do?" Luo Tiancheng took the case.
He sensed that something was wrong, and then thought about Mr. Baimei's murderous name, and suddenly he had a feeling of horror.
"Do what?" He smirked: "If you are obedient, I will do nothing." "
After speaking, he took out a check, wrote a row of numbers on it casually, and threw it to Master He.
"One, a million?" Master He almost didn't get angry, and said angrily: "You are simply humiliating me, I tell you, my treasure is given to a dog for free, and I will never sell you!"
"In that case, don't blame me." Mr. Bai Mei said coldly.
"Bai Mei, you have to remember, this is Jinghai City!" Luo Tiancheng snorted.
A group of bodyguards instantly poured up downstairs, all wearing black suits, with sharp eyes and stable lower plates, obviously practicing the family.
"No matter how many people come, it's useless, what Lao Tzu wants, he will definitely get, and all of you must die today!" He laughed uncontrollably, and suddenly bit his finger.
A drop of crimson blood fell, and when it was in mid-air, it suddenly stopped.
I saw that the blood was suspended, its crimson color, little by little, and in the end, even black smoke came out.
"What is this?"
Everyone panicked and stepped back in unison.
"You've seen it all, now, it's my turn to open your eyes!" He took a small black flag from his bosom.
This small flag was only the size of a palm, and he waved it casually, and everyone didn't know why, suddenly the sky was spinning, his eyelids were heavy, and his energy seemed to be drained all of a sudden.
"Soul Flag!" Zhang Heng spoke.
"What the hell is that?" Luo Tiancheng asked.
"A low-level magic weapon." Zhang Heng paused and said: "Made of human skin and human bones, every time you kill a person, you can suck their soul into the soul flag, and a hundred people can become a magic weapon, and then with the increase in the number of souls, the power of the soul flag will become more and more powerful." "
This soul flag evoked many memories of Zhang Heng.
In his early years, he once fought with the Demon Venerable, and he had a soul flag, of which there were as many as one billion souls, and all of them were cultivators, more than a hundred times more powerful than mortal souls.
It is conceivable that that soul banner unfurled, covering the sky and the sun, almost destroying the world.
In comparison, what Mr. Bai Mei held was almost like a joke.
"I didn't expect you to have a little knowledge." Mr. Baimei looked at Zhang Heng greedily: "You are a martial artist, your soul is much stronger than ordinary people, if I get your soul, I will definitely be able to advance my baby!" "
He sneered, and the soul banner waved.
The previous drop of suspended blood was thrown into it, but it immediately awakened the magic.
The small building, which was still sunny just now, suddenly became cloudy and windy, and it was dark.
There are even demons flickering, which are resentful spirits in the soul flags.
Because several bodyguards got too close, they were directly swept by the resentful spirit, and fell to the ground without warning, and there was no sound again.
"It's over, it's dead!"
"How can there be such a horrible thing in the world?"
"Even if it's Wuzun, I'm afraid it won't be able to deal with it..."
The crowd was pale, almost desperate.
Even Luo Tiancheng didn't think that Zhang Heng had the slightest chance of winning.
Wuzun is still a human, but this resentful spirit is an invisible thing, how to deal with this?
"Actually, I would say that sometimes ignorance is a blessing." Zhang Heng was still calm, he looked at Mr. Bai Mei, and said lightly: "If it weren't for me, maybe you would think that your magic weapon is invincible in the world, but unfortunately, you are unlucky, so let's stop here." "
The words fell, and Zhang Heng took a step forward suddenly.
For him, this soul banner is like child's play.
There are hundreds of souls inside, but they are all ordinary souls, not even a single cultivator, what power can this have?
He stretched out a finger, and the spiritual power in his body quickly gathered, but in the void, he drew a blue talisman out of thin air.
"Void Talisman!" When Master He saw this scene, his mouth opened wide in shock.
Zhang Heng's attainments in the rune are extremely high, and he draws talismans with paper, but he is only able to show some strength when he is getting started and drawing talismans in the void.
This sigil is the most basic thunder sigil.
To deal with yin and evil, the thunder of the strongest and most yang is naturally the first choice.
"Ignorance comes at a price!" Zhang Heng's eyes were like lightning, and the thunder talisman in his hand was thrown down.