Qiu Shan's eyes were on the Lingyun Ring in his hand, with a very complicated look in his eyes, whether it was anger or something else. The ring left to him by Qiu Shan's grandfather was the Lingyun Ring, so there is no doubt that his grandfather was the once proud mad swordsman, Ye Lingyun. What happened to Ye Lingyun back then, why he became a servant in the Qiu family, and why he only had half a volume of the Proud Crazy Sword Art. All these mysteries were like a dark cloud weighing on Qiu Shan's heart, making him breathless for a moment. "Qiu Shan!" Nie Tian suddenly stood up, put a hand on Qiu Shan's shoulder, and said, "Calm down." Qiu Shan reluctantly calmed down and forced himself not to think too much. In fact, Qiu Shan has always been curious. He and Dongfang Yu, the leader of the Huashen Sect, didn't know each other at all, so why did the latter want to harm him. Thinking about it now, maybe there is a bigger secret hidden behind all this. No matter what the secret is, Akiyama must unravel it. At the auction table, Lin Yifang whetted everyone's appetite and said with a smile: "Everyone, the World-Proud Mad Sword Technique is a heaven-level martial art. But what I have in my hand is only half of the volume, and unfortunately, it is the second half of the volume, so I have to practice it. It is even more difficult, unless you are a peerless swordsman genius, it is difficult to successfully cultivate the World-Proud Crazy Sword Technique, but it is only half a volume, so I sell it as a high-level Xuan-level martial art, valued at 100,000 low-grade Yuanjing."
Lin Yifang valued 100,000 low-grade yuan crystals for the Proud World Crazy Blade Jue, which was a reasonable price. Although the World-Proud Mad Saber Technique is a heaven-level martial art, it is only half a volume, and it is the second half, so its cultivation value is far behind. It can almost be said that without the first half of the volume, the second half of the volume is just a decoration, and it is impossible to practice at all, unless you are one of the millions of martial arts geniuses who can automatically make up for the shortcomings of the sword technique. Therefore, the Proud World Crazy Sword Technique is more of a collection. The estimated value is 100,000 low-grade yuan crystals, which is quite satisfactory. From this aspect, it can be seen that Lin Yifang is quite kind. After Lin Yifang finished speaking, he immediately glanced at Qingmu Lily, who immediately understood and said with a smile: "Everyone, the Proud Crazy Sword Art is a heaven-level martial art. You are all big shots, and you may accidentally become a swordsman genius. And Or your relatives are quite talented in the art of swordsmanship. If they practice the World-Proud Crazy Sword Technique, they might be able to set foot in Xumi Spiritual Capital like Senior Ye Lingyun did back then and challenge the great geniuses in Xumi Spiritual Capital." It has to be said that Aoki Lily can indeed speak. After her remarks, people who were originally not interested in the Proud World Crazy Sword Technique suddenly became energetic. But spirit belongs to spirit, and one hundred thousand low-grade Yuan Jing is indeed not a small amount. Originally, there were not many people who practiced swordsmanship, even fewer than those who specialized in swordsmanship, so no one bid for it for a long time. Things like the Proud World Crazy Sword Technique are too useful for useful people, but too useless for useless people. It's a pity that everyone present thinks that the Proud World Crazy Sword Technique is useless. When Nie Tian saw that it was almost done, he smiled lightly and signaled to Jin Dabao. Jin Dabao understood immediately, walked out of the VIP room, and shouted: "Miss Lily, no one has bid for this for so long, why don't you lower the price." "Pfft!" After hearing Jin Dabao's words, Nie Tian spat out a mouthful of tea. This fat man is so stingy that he can't stand his height and width. Aoki Lily smiled brightly and said: "This young master is really good at joking. The World-Proud Crazy Sword Art is a heaven-level martial art. If no one knows the goods, then our Great Yuan Chamber of Commerce can only keep it temporarily." Seeing that he could not lower the price, Jin Dabao had no choice but to reluctantly say: "Okay then, I will bid 100,000 low-grade yuan crystals." Qingmu Lily smiled faintly, and suddenly the peach blossoms bloomed. The fat man almost couldn't stand, and was dragged back by Qiu Ling'er. The World-Proud Mad Saber Technique was once again captured by Nie Tian, and it was surprisingly smooth. He captured it easily without a single competitor. "Thank you sir." After Qingmu Lily's voice had settled, Qiu Shan bowed to Nie Tian and said sincerely.
Nie Tian smiled faintly, he was very happy to be able to obtain the World-Proud Mad Sword Technique for Qiu Shan. After obtaining the second half of the Proud Crazy Sword Technique, Qiu Shan's strength will undoubtedly improve qualitatively, which is what Nie Tian is happy to see. Next, the auction will continue. Nie Tian has been paying attention, hoping that some heavenly material and earthly treasure will come out, something that can help Jin Dabao restrain the three thousand seals of gods and demons. Unfortunately, so far, he still hasn't discovered it. After all, this is the Three Thousand Small World, and that kind of ninth-order emperor-level medicinal materials can be encountered but not sought. The Three Thousand Seals of Gods and Demons is one of the ten most powerful seals. According to legend, even the ninth-level seals of the tenth-level seals can only be restrained for a short time. Whether he can completely control the three thousand seals of gods and demons depends on Jin Dabao himself. If he can reach the realm of the Emperor of Heaven before all the three thousand seals of gods and demons are unsealed, he will naturally be able to control the three thousand seals of gods and demons, but if he cannot, his life will be in danger at any time. But now Jin Dabao doesn't have to worry about the backlash of the three thousand seals of gods and demons for the time being. The Three Thousand Seals of Gods and Demons had previously sealed a dozen Shelu puppets. Not long ago, Nie Tian refined the Purple Dragon Beard and gave it to Jin Dabao. Within a few months, Jin Dabao could easily suppress the Three Thousand Seals of Gods and Demons. . If his strength improves quickly enough, he can even be guaranteed to be safe and sound within a year. The auction continued, and shouts came one after another. Lily Aoki is a woman with so much energy. The entire auction lasted almost a day, but she was always smiling, as if she had just appeared. Soon, the auction was coming to an end, but the Crypt Elf that Nie Tian had been looking forward to had not yet appeared. This made him wonder whether Ding Yifan had no intention of auctioning the Crypt Elf at all. In the VIP room near Nie Tian, Gu Yi was sipping tea carefully, not worried at all. Ding Yifan had already told him that the crypt elves would be auctioned publicly, so he was naturally relieved. No matter how powerful Ding Yifan is and how high his status is, he would never dare to make fun of the red-clothed elder of the Alchemist Guild. In another VIP room not far away, Feng Liancheng couldn't wait any longer and wanted to leave. But Mo Shi and Mr. Zi looked indifferent, as if they were waiting for something. Mo Shi has sensed that the owner of Bai Huo is in the auction house. And he knew that the owner of White Fire had not left for a long time, and he must be waiting for something from the auction. Since the White Fire Master is interested in this thing, Mo Shi can't help but be a little interested as well. White Fire Master refers to the ancient meaning of White Fire Retsu Nobuko. The true identities of Mo Shi and Mr. Purple are the original body of Doomsday Flame and the strongest clone, Nobuko Purple Fire Retsu. One of the two clones of Mo Shi was fused by Gu Yi, and the other was swallowed by Nie Tian. But what surprised him was that he could only perceive the existence of white fire, while red fire had no breath at all, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. At this time, there was finally movement on the auction floor. Two beautiful and scantily clad maids appeared carrying a heavy box. The box was covered with a layer of black cloth, as if it was something dangerous. "Crypt Elf!" Seeing the scene at the auction table, Nie Tian raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stood up.