Chapter 1240 Datong Huanglong Miluo Tuotian

Chapter 1,240 Datong, Huanglong, Milo, Tuotian

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Twelve thousand three hundred and sixty years have passed since I arrived at Datongfang, and it is finally time for the auction to begin.

Early in the morning, True Lord Xuanmiao came to my door.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, Fellow Daoist Yang, today is the beginning of the Era Auction, and I have specially come to take these two fellow Daoists to the auction house."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Xuanmiao."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xu, you are polite. If nothing happens, please come with me."

"please."

"please."

Under the leadership of True Lord Xuanmiao, he walked through the corridors and quickly came to a door. After a few simple seals, a ray of spiritual light flew out and dispersed instantly after touching the door.

"Creak", the closed door slowly opened, revealing an elegantly decorated room of about 100 square meters.

"Two fellow Taoists, please."

"please."

Stepping in, several white jade futons and three small square tables slowly emerged from the ground.

The three of them sat down separately.

Xuan Miao Zhenjun flicked his finger, and the smooth jade wall in front of the three people instantly became transparent, and a magnificent space appeared in front of Xu Junming.

This is an astonishing dome-shaped building. In the center, 365 huge fireballs emit amazing light, illuminating this space that is as large as hundreds of football fields.

What needs to be emphasized is that unlike the Jubao Auction House in Chongshanfang, there is no auction table in the large space except for a large number of seats in circles.

However, the number of seats is not large, only tens of thousands in total.

Moreover, more than one-third are powerful beings in the Hongmeng realm, and the rest are all Hunyuan Golden Immortals. Judging from the aura of the latter, they are basically in the Perfect Realm and are on the verge of breakthrough.

In addition, Xu Junming felt a familiar aura from many people, which was the pyrotechnic aura accumulated after years of refining elixirs and refining weapons.

Obviously, no one who could be invited by the Jubao Sect to participate in the auction was Yi Yi.

"Two fellow Taoists, there are still three hours until the auction starts. Why don't we have a cup of tea first and wait for the auction to begin?"

"Then just wait."

Xu Junming could not deny it.

Yang Mei was always calm and didn't say much.

True Lord Xuanmiao waved his sleeve, and a tea tray flew out.

He originally had no special interest in tea ceremony, but after learning that Xu Junming liked this method, he switched to studying it. Although his original intention was to please the latter, he started to like it after tasting the beauty of this method.

While the three of them were enjoying tea, Sun Ruyun was respectfully welcoming a tall middle-aged man in a yellow dragon robe into the auction house.

It was also a box similar to the one Xu Junming was in, but obviously of a higher quality.

"Senior Huang Long, my master is already waiting inside."

After nodding slightly, he opened the door and went in, looking at the thin figure standing by the window, wearing a blue robe.

"Haha, Brother Datong, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as charming as before."

True Lord Datong turned around and smiled.

"Brother Huanglong's meritorious deeds have greatly increased. It is gratifying and congratulatory."

"Haha, how can I compare to Taoist brother with my meager Taoist skills?"

"Please take a seat."

After saying "thank you", the two parties sat down on the futon.

After simply drinking a few cups of tea, "Miluo and Tuotian Manzi are not here this time?"

True Lord Datong shook his head slightly.

"These two bastards have been planning how to get rid of us all day long so that they can dominate the vast world. They really have no intention of coming to this auction."

"It's not us, it's you. Unlike you, I have huge clans and sects behind me, trying to compete for luck and dominate the world. I am alone, and I will leave here and go to other mountains and seas as soon as my cultivation progresses further."

The True King of Datong.

"Hehe, although fellow Taoist said so, it is not easy for people to believe you. After all, the sect controlled by a few of your named disciples, together, is not weaker than our Dragon Clan, Milo Holy Court and Tianshen Sect.

Big power."

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said calmly: "Don't you believe it too?"

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, what's important is whether everyone believes it or not." Grand Master Huanglong's eyes bloomed with light.

Just as True Monarch Datong was about to speak, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in."

Sun Ruyun opened the door and came in, "Teacher, Lord Milo, are you asking for a visit from God Tianzun?"

"Hey, why are these two guys here together?" Great Master Huanglong asked in surprise.

A flash of thought flashed in Datong Zhenjun's eyes, and after a moment.

"You can greet them personally and bring them here."

"Disciple, obey."

Sun Ruyun took the order and left.

"Brother Datong, didn't Milo and Tuotian Manzi agree to come? Why did they suddenly change their minds? And these two guys even got together?"

"Like you, I want to know the reason."

After Grand Master Huang Long took a deep look at True Lord Datong opposite him, he smiled lightly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip without saying anything else.

Not long after, the closed door was opened again.

A middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe, a golden crown on his head, and a jade belt around his waist, full of royal nobility, strode in. Next to him was a warrior general wearing cyan armor, with a broad waist and a bull head.

The breath of the two of them is vast and misty, like the endless wind and clouds of billions of miles in the sky; the breath of the two is majestic and strong, like a huge peak rising from the sky.

Completely different temperaments, but equally powerful.

Sun Ruyun and the disciples behind him were too far away to come over.

"Miluo, Tuotian, aren't you coming?" Huang Long asked, putting down his tea cup.

Amidst the clanging sound of armor, Tuo Tianzunsheng sat down unceremoniously.

"This place is not your Dragon Clan's water nest. Do you care about it?"

The bull's eye glanced at the teacup on the table, "Datong, you are also a landlord after all, how dare you entertain guests with these tasteless things?"

Master Miluo also sat down and said, "By God, moonlight amber wine is something that Taoist Datong brother cherishes, and it is not just a cup of yellow soup for you to swallow."

The momentum of the four great masters was so strong that Sun Ruyun and others did not dare to interrupt and quickly closed the door.

After taking a calm sip of tea, Datong Zhenjun's profound gaze swept over the three of them.

"In the past, the three of you have never been here together in all the major Era shoots. This time, you suddenly came here together. I think you must have something to ask for."

Lord Milo smiled indifferently, "Fellow Taoist, I'm over-worrying, it's just a coincidence."

"What a coincidence? Haha, don't you plan to drive me out of the game before you start fighting for the wilderness?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solemn.

An invisible depression permeated the surroundings, making people breathless.

‘Boom’!

The sudden ringing of the bell interrupted the growing silence, adding a touch of liveliness to the atmosphere in the hall.

Subconsciously, he looked in the direction where the bell was coming from.

But in the middle of the auction hall, a big golden bell was ringing.

The eyes of everyone participating in the auction were attracted.

"Since you are all here to participate in the auction, let's take a look." True Lord Datong said calmly.

Master Miluo, Master Tuotian, and Master Huanglong exchanged glances with each other and then fell silent.

After the bell rang thirty-six times, the light shined brightly, and in an instant, a fat old man with a height of nine feet, wearing a gray robe and a wattle crown on his head, appeared.

Obviously, this is not his true self but a mana clone, which looks a bit illusory.

"Old Taoist is Feng Taicang, the second elder of the Treasure Judging Sect, the 'Xuan Lei Zhenjun'. Thank you fellow Taoists for accepting my invitation from the Treasure Judging Sect to come here to participate in this epoch-making auction held once every thousand yuan."

After speaking, he bowed deeply and stood up after a moment.

"In this auction, there are a total of 3,719 pieces of low-grade Hongmeng spiritual materials, elixirs, spiritual insects, and elixirs. There are 24 pieces of medium-grade Hongmeng spiritual materials, elixirs, etc., as well as the finale of the high-grade Hongmeng grade.
To be continued...