Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 372 Artifact

   Artifact?

  Zhou Jia, who was sorting the scrolls in his hands with his head down, moved his eyes slightly and raised his head.

  Yun Haitang frowned, and the Mo family looked surprised...

  The murmurs in the arena quietly dissipated without knowing when. The vast dense forest was completely silent, and all eyes were on the old man.

  A strange atmosphere spread in the field.

Excited?

surprise?

   Panic!

   Various.

  Even the strong silver man couldn't stabilize his emotions for an instant. One can imagine how shocking these two words mean.

  What is an artifact?

  A weapon with supreme power!

   Can threaten the existence of golden creatures!

   Heaven-defying thing!

  …

  Many words of praise and praise all express the same meaning——the most powerful and terrifying weapon in the Ancient God Realm.

   Artifact,

  It itself is an incomprehensible existence of silver.

  Even among the few golden creatures in the Ancient God Realm, artifacts are extremely rare.

The key is.

   Zhou Jia may have one on his body.

  'Sacred Judgment' is the personal weapon of Fei Mu's world's supreme god, the Light God. When it comes to grades, it far exceeds the limit of top-grade black weapons.

pity,

   Can't use it, and dare not use it.

"continue!"

  In the dense forest, someone spoke in a muffled voice.

"Yes."

  The old man seemed a little afraid of the person who spoke, cleared his throat, and said:

   "The power of artifacts is well known, but no one knows their origins."

   "According to the rumors, the birth of an artifact needs to be integrated into the origin of a world that escapes under special circumstances, so it has incredible abilities."

   "Even golden creatures, and even some powerful gods, can only use the power of artifacts, and cannot pry into the root of them."

   "Old Mu." Someone couldn't help saying:

   "What does what you say have anything to do with today's auction? You don't want to auction an artifact here, do you?"

   As he spoke, he laughed and shook his head.

   This is naturally impossible.

  The appearance of an artifact might shock the entire Ancient God Realm, and the golden creatures would be crazy about it. Where could it be their turn?

  Even if there is.

   It is estimated that no one would dare to touch it.

   "Just kidding."

  The old man smiled and said:

   "Of course there are no artifacts, but the next lot is indeed related to artifacts."

"Oh!"

  Everyone raised their spirits, and they looked at each other in unison.

   "Everyone."

  The old man waved his hand, and a piece of golden jade appeared in the void beside him:

   "This is the Mang God Stele. It is said that it is the product left by a **** who is proficient in refining weapons in a certain world. There are several secret arts recorded in ancient astronomy."

   "One of them is how to refine the magic weapon!"

  He paused, scanned the audience, and waited until the atmosphere was urgent enough, then said slowly:

   "The old man knows that you can't have artifacts on your body, but if you find artifact fragments or even fake artifacts from the world of fragments..."

   "It's possible, too."

   "If you hold a fake artifact and refine it thoroughly, it will be enough to sweep most of the seventh-level silver and establish a foundation."

   Seeing the thoughtful eyes of everyone, the old man said:

   "The starting price of this item is 3 million star coins, and the price increase cannot be less than 10,000!"

   "Start shooting!"

three million?

   Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly, and the restlessness in his heart quietly subsided.

   Sure enough!

   poverty,

   is the best medicine to control desire.

   "Three million and one hundred thousand!"

  In the darkness, someone spoke in a muffled voice.

   "Someone really wants it." Mo Shanjing couldn't help but marvel in a low voice:

   "Really rich!"

   "This kind of thing is unlikely to be obtained by an individual." Although Yun Haitang is young, she has a profound background, but she is well-informed, and explained:

   "It should be paid by one of the forces, as the foundation of the establishment, if they still have things like artifact fragments..."

   "Relying on this thing, there is no problem in passing it down for thousands or thousands of years."

   "And this method can be copied, and if necessary, it can be sold for money back. The real loss is far less than imagined."

   Several people understand.

   In this way, a few million star coins are not too expensive.

   "Three million and two hundred thousand!"

   "Three and a half million!"

  …

  At the beginning, the people on the Mangshen Monument were a little restrained, and the price increase was hesitant and slow.

  But with the withdrawal of several forces, when there were only four people left to bid, they no longer concealed their determination to win this item.

   "4.8 million!"

  A voice sounded:

   "Old Mu, can I pay the bill with something?"

"sure."

  The old man nodded:

   "But the price of the item needs to be appraised by the master at the auction. The price may not be as high as you think, fellow daoist."

   "It's okay." The other party said:

"five million!"

   "Hiss..."

  Madam Mo couldn't help but gasp.

  Star Coins are extremely rare, ordinary-level high-grade coins are only two or three coins a month, and only a few dozen coins a year, five million...

  How many years and lifetimes will it take to accumulate?

  Zhou Jia couldn't help shaking his head.

  In this world where the strong are respected, the gap between the rich and the poor is even more exaggerated.

   "How many people."

  Yun Haitang's beautiful eyes flickered, she didn't know what to think, and said in a low voice:

   "I don't think I will be destined for the next lot, and there is nothing to look forward to next. If there is nothing else, Haitang will leave first."

   "Ambassador Yun is leaving now?" Mo Shanjing looked from the side:

   "No wait?"

   The final price of the Mang God Stele has not yet been settled, so in his opinion, there is no need to rush for a while.

   "Not waiting."

  Yun Haitang clasped her fists together:

   "Farewell!"

  Watching the other party leave, Zhou Jia thought about it, got up and left after thinking about it, and the Mo family planned to wait until they saw the excitement.

  ...

   "Crackling...creaking..."

  The ruts pressed the thick snow and drove towards the city.

  Zhou Jia sat in the carriage, his ears quivering, his brows furrowed, and his complexion became more and more gloomy.

   "Zhang Jian."

"exist."

  Zhou Jia lifted the curtain of the car, frowned and looked at the surrounding snow-covered mountains:

   "Many people who left the auction early?"

   "Go back to the Lord's house."

   Zhang Jian waved the rein and said:

   "It should be more than a few days ago. I heard from the old money of the mountain gang that there are more mounts parked at the foot of the mountain today than in the past."

   "There is also a Flying Tu, that thing has the fighting power of silver when it grows up!"

   Said, with emotion on his face.

  Other people’s mounts are all majestic, but Zhou Jia is not willing to spend money on them. The carriages are simple and poor, and the carts are of inferior quality.

  Zhou Jia didn't say anything.

  In the perception of his ears, the seemingly peaceful mountains and forests around him were full of changes at this time, and figures were rushing towards the auction at an alarming speed.

  Like an invisible big net, it is closing itself.

  Every node on the big network has a strong silver man sitting in charge, and the aura at the core is even more frightening.

  Six products?

   Seventh Grade!

  Combined with the silver at the auction site, when did so many top masters appear in Luanluo City?

  So many people are dispatched in an orderly manner, including many silver powerhouses, which cannot be achieved by small forces. What is their purpose?

  Yun Haitang and the others left the auction early, did they know something?

   Shaking his head, Zhou Jia put down the curtain.

  No matter what is about to happen, it has nothing to do with me. That being the case, it is better not to get involved.

   "Boom!"

   Abruptly.

  At the moment when the big net surrounding the auction was about to close, there was a loud noise.

   "Woo!"

  Zhang Jian's complexion changed, and he pulled the reins violently, stopping the forward momentum of the carriage, and turned his head to look in the direction when he came with a look of surprise.

   What came into view was a huge flame.

  The flames like a mushroom cloud smashed into the clouds in the sky, and the high temperature caused the snow on the surrounding mountains to melt, and fine pieces of water rushed to the face.

  A terrifying aura surged inside.

  The wind howled, the sky was full of snow, and it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye for a while, and streamers symbolizing the strong silver flew out of the chaos.

"Walk!"

  In the compartment, Zhou Jia said in a muffled voice:

   "Don't worry about the back, just get out of here first."

"Yes!"

  Zhang Jian came back to his senses, waved the reins hastily, and drove the horse away at a high speed.

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   "Unexpected."

  Mo Shanjing rubbed his hands together, warming the spirit wine:

   "Someone would dare to do something at the auction. This is equivalent to offending the Jiuyi faction and the Shan Gang at the same time. Who are those people?"

   "What courage!"

  He looked angry. Although it had been several days, whenever this matter was mentioned, he still couldn't help but look angry.

  Their husband and wife are both players in the game.

   "It doesn't matter who you are."

  Zhou Jia sat opposite, turned the iron ore to make the fire more vigorous, and said slowly:

   "The important thing is what did they do it for?"

   "Being able to mobilize more than a dozen silver at one time, including sixth- and seventh-level masters, it shouldn't be a problem to spend a few million to buy the Mang God Monument?"

  But the other party chose not to, and instead chose to rob at a higher cost!

   The Mo family looked at each other.

   "I heard a piece of news, I don't know if it's true or not." Madam Mo served the spiritual fruit and said in a low voice:

   "Someone said that seven years ago, in a world fragment in the territory of the Dark Mother Queen, an artifact appeared and was obtained by accident."

   "That person doesn't believe in the Queen of Darkness, and has been lurking in the wilderness."

   "Sacred weapon?" Zhou Jia paused:

   "Is it really an artifact?"

   "I don't know whether it's true or not yet." Mo Shanjing said:

   "But one of the forces that want to buy the Mang God Tablet at a high price this time is said to be related to that person, so it is inevitable."

   "You know, if you can really refine and control a divine weapon, even a golden creature can be killed!"

   The importance of this to enhance the status of one side is inestimable.

   There are just a few million star coins, but it is not worth mentioning.

"Well…"

  Zhou Jia revealed his face and pondered:

   "So, the group of people who took action that day did not target the Mang God Tablet, but the one who might possess the divine weapon?"

   "Even the Mang God Stele may be the bait to lure the snake out of the hole!"

"Um."

  Madam Mo nodded:

   "It should be."

   "Hey!" Mo Shanjing sighed softly:

   "These big forces are intriguing and fighting each other. On the contrary, we suffered an indiscriminate disaster and almost failed to escape at that time."

   "It's still brother Zhou, who left the auction early."

   "It's a fluke!" Zhou Jia smiled lightly and asked back:

   "What was the situation?"

   "It's messy!" Thinking of the situation at that time, Mo Shanjing shook his head with lingering fear:

   "A lot of silver is like a headless chicken. No one knows who is the opponent. When they see someone blocking the way in front of them, they subconsciously shoot."

   "Only what our couple sensed, three Baiyins died, and even Hall Master Jia was injured. Others can imagine."

   "The key is that many people fish in troubled waters." Mrs. Mo said with a look of resentment:

   "This kind of people deserve to die the most!"

  The couple were lucky. After Yun Haitang and Zhou Jia left one after another, they also had the idea of ​​leaving, and they were on the verge of the auction.

   If you feel something is wrong, stay away immediately.

   Even so, they almost failed to make it, which shows the danger of the situation at that time.

  There are many chaotic battles in silver, the forces of all parties attack each other, greed and desire are intertwined, and many large-scale source arts are stimulated one after another.

   That's not fighting skills!

   It's the battlefield!

  The two situations are quite different.

"How is the result?"

   Zhou Jia opened his mouth:

   "Whose hands does the Mang God Monument fall into? Have those people's goals been achieved?"

   "The Monument of the Mang God seems to be in the hands of Taoist Yun Ming of the Nine Barbarians, and we don't know about the others." Mo Shanjing shook his head:

   "At that time, it was too messy."

   "Yes." Mrs. Mo agreed:

   "We only found out about many things after the fact. At that time, we only cared about escaping, so why did we care about other things?"

   "That's right." Zhou Jia chuckled and raised his glass to invite:

   "It is a blessing to be able to come out safely, I would like to offer a toast to both of you."

"Please!"

  …

   "Speaking of it." Zhou Jia was drunk, rubbed his temples and said:

   "That is a legendary artifact. The two are also masters of refining. Is the artifact that I can refine and control with silver?"

   "This..." Mo Shanjing hesitated for a moment, then said:

   "Not in theory, but feasible in practice."

   "Oh!" Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows:

"Appreciate further details."

   "The energy of the artifact is too huge, and the laws contained in it are even more impossible for Baiyin to touch and understand. Therefore, theoretically, Baiyin can never control the artifact." Mo Shanjing explained:

   "But in fact, the artifact has a spirit, and its power can be used under certain circumstances."

"for example?"

   "For example, the descendants of some gods, although their strength is very low, but their own blood can stimulate the power of artifacts."

  Zhou Jia suddenly realized.

  Solo has always said that he is the Son of God, because he can kill angels and pick up the "Holy Judgment", and suspects that he has divine blood on him.

   Divinity!

   is fundamental.

   "Of course." Mo Shanjing smiled and said:

   "This may also be due to our limited understanding. The secret method on the Mangshan Tablet may have a way to allow silver to control the artifact."

   "This is beyond my knowledge."

   "You don't have to be too humble, Mr. Mo." Madam Mo said from the side:

   "Our Mo family's weapon refining technique has been inherited for nearly ten thousand years, and we are not ordinary people. We also have ways to use artifacts under certain conditions."

   "Hey!" Mo Shanjing waved his hand:

   "Bragging, only making brother Zhou laugh."

   "This is the truth." Mrs. Mo said:

   "The Yijian method can indeed be done."

   Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly.

   "Hmm..." Mo Shanjing stopped, lost in thought, and said for a long time:

"really!"

   "It's not Madam who reminded me, but I forgot that there is indeed a record about the artifact in the Yijian method, but that's just a conjecture, whether it can be done or not is another matter."

   "The most important thing about this method is to accumulate weapons."

   "Brother Zhou."

  He looked at Zhou Jia and said:

   "You have always been very interested in the Yijian method, do you have any plans to start?"

  Zhou Jia was funny, one of the two people in front of him flattered desperately, the other pretended to be humble, and mentioned his own sword skill several times, so it turned out to be waiting for him here.

"how?"

   Thoughts turned, Zhou Jia took advantage of the situation and said with a smile:

   "Are you two willing to make a move?"

   "Why don't you want to." Madam Mo moved her body and said in a slightly hurried voice:

   "The ancestors of the Mo family have been responsible for carrying forward the art of refining. The more people who are proficient in the art of refining and forging black soldiers, the better they will be able to resist the dark race."

   "Admiration!" Zhou Jia cupped his hands, with a noncommittal expression.

   "That's the case." Mo Shanjing licked the corner of his mouth and continued:

   "Most people don't know how to cherish things that are too easy to obtain, and the method of Yijian has been passed down from generation to generation in the Mo family, and has been deduced step by step to this day."

   "It can't be cheap!"

   "Well..." Zhou Jia looked at the other party:

   "You two might as well talk about a price. I'm really interested in this law."

   "Is that so..." Mrs. Mo saw that her husband's face was flushed, and he was obviously not good at bargaining with others, so she hurriedly took over the conversation:

   "One million star coins, brother Zhou can start with the complete method of Yijian!"

   "One million?" Zhou Jia laughed dryly:

   "You two really think highly of Zhou."

   "Brother Zhou." Mo Shanjing leaned forward and said:

   "You have a million, you forgot, you once got two houses in Yuancheng from Qianjizi, and they are worth one million."

Uh…

   Zhou Jia looked at him with strange eyes.

Your Mightiness,

   So direct.

  (end of this chapter)