Chapter 833

Ye Changkong stands in the center of the auction table. In front of him, stands a stone platform, on which is suspended a scepter.

It's a scepter rather than an ancient wood. It's three feet long, with a round top and a sharp bottom. The whole body is dark green. The wood grain is a little obscure, so people can't judge the calendar.

What's more strange is that the moment the scepter appeared, the whole auction house was filled with the smell of death. The faint green light from the wood on the scepter, one by one, looked like an unjust soul, and all the vitality should be destroyed.

"It's worthy of being the king's weapon with nine patterns. Its breath is very strange. It's not forged by ordinary ancient wood." The crowd gazed at the scepter on the platform, all whispering.

Ye Changkong was very satisfied with the people's expressions, and began to explain: "I got this by accident. I don't know the origin, the year, and even more, I don't know who made it. But the power of this thing is beyond doubt. With a wave, it can light thousands of wronged souls and forcibly deprive all vitality. It is absolutely the top treasure in the nine pattern King's utensils."

Chu Xingyun's eyes have been staring at the scepter. After a moment, he took a breath of cold and murmured: "I guess it's right. It's really the wood of wronged souls."

Ancient books have said that after death, the soul will break away from the body and enter into reincarnation and start a new life. However, those souls with strong resentment before death will not be able to enter reincarnation and can only drift between heaven and earth.

These souls are constantly wandering, wandering around, and finally, they will come to the place of the nether world. It is said that there is an ancient tree growing there, which is called the wood of the wronged soul, without branches and leaves, as if it had already withered away.

The soul stops in the wood of the wronged soul, day after day, year after year, until it enters the samsara. As time goes by, the wood of the wronged soul is stained with all the coldness, evil, resentment and cruelty of the world

If a tree species just sprouting represents the ultimate life, then this tree of wronged souls represents the ultimate death. Only the soul can inhabit, and the life should not be near.

At the beginning, Chu Xingyun, in order to step into the imperial realm and search for ancient books, had yearned for such a legendary ghost tree, but could not find its trace.

At this moment, he can be sure that this seemingly ordinary Scepter in front of him is the wood of wronged souls!

"In the legend, the wood of wronged souls represents the ultimate death. It originates from heaven and earth, transcends all things, and is equivalent to a godless soldier. At this moment, it is mistakenly regarded as the nine grain King's weapon. It is really a cruel thing to heaven!" Chu Xingyun lowered his eyes, did not speak, did not move, but there is a faint purple light blooming on his body.

"There is no starting price for this piece of nine pattern King's ware. You can bid at will."

When ye Changkong's voice rings again, the auction house, the crowd has issued disdain voice.

The value of the nine grain King's weapon is immeasurable. People have no clear understanding of the power of this scepter. In this kind of confusion, without the starting price, it is easier for people to make judgments.

What's more, ye Changkong has no regulations. Whether this thing can be exchanged for something, everything needs public bidding and competition. There is no clear regulation at all.

"In the extremely poor 18 dynasties, the nine pattern King's ware was extremely rare. If you can get it, you may be able to take advantage of the chaotic situation, rise against the wind and become a powerful force."

"The price of this thing is immeasurable. There must be a lot of people thinking about it."

In the crowd, there were continuous voices of discussion. At the same time, they also secretly looked at the direction of Chu Xingyun. Such a treasure, the mysterious youth would surely throw all his gold again.

Countless eyes fell on Chu Xingyun's position, but to everyone's surprise, there was no figure of Chu Xingyun on the seat. Even Qian Yuxin found that Chu Xingyun had disappeared.

Whew!

In front of the crowd, the magic wand will bloom in the sky.

"Audacious maniac, how dare to rob the auction!" Ye Changkong immediately returned to his senses. After a low drink, his spiritual power broke out, and a hot and violent force attacked him and wanted to capture Chu Xingyun alive.

However, his ferocious and rapid and terrible attack, when he was about to contact Chu Xingyun, burst into the air. Chu Xingyun's figure had already stood in front of the stone platform, holding the scepter tightly in his hand.

"What a fast speed!" Ye Chang was shocked. He didn't expect that Chu Xingyun's speed was so fast. His eyes suddenly sank. With a wave of his hand, a red sword burning with flames appeared in his hand.

"Die!"

Ye Changkong did not have any reservation. He held up his sword and stabbed Chu Xingyun. However, he saw Chu Xingyun still standing there. He flashed black light in his eyes and held out a finger to meet Ye Changkong's attack.

With the sound of booming sound, Chu Xingyun's fingers crossed the sky, and all the hot sword ideas were turned into nothingness. The fingertips were without any brilliance, but with a touch of mystery, they expanded in Ye Changkong's eyes, and finally pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

At this moment, ye Changkong thought that he was going to die. He closed his turbid eyes in despair. But at this moment, a mysterious force bloomed from his fingertips, and all of them did not enter his body.This mysterious power, just like a tide, surges and roars in Ye Changkong's body, so that his aging meridians and flesh regain their power.

What's more, ye Changkong also felt that there was a touch of pure and incomparable power of heaven and earth in his own spiritual sea. It was this power of heaven and earth that made the barriers of cultivation that had shackled him for decades loose.

Moreover, this kind of loose sign, more and more intense, it seems that all will be broken anytime and anywhere!

What ye Changkong is experiencing now is unknown to the outside world. In an instant, countless figures with weapons in hand rushed out and surrounded the whole auction house.

In the auction house, the crowd stepped back one after another, releasing the spirit of martial arts. The breath on his body was arrogant, and it bloomed without hiding. Chu Xingyun was locked in death.

"Bold people, not only forcibly seize the auction, but also dare to fight against the owner. Today, even if you have three heads and six arms, you can't leave Zuixian building alive!" The people of Ye family raised their swords one after another. When the last voice fell, they turned into countless streamers. They were going to kill Chu Xingyun on the spot.

Chu Xingyun's face to the ferocious killing of the crowd did not change. He just raised his hand and made a clear ring finger.

Bang!

Almost at the same time, ye Changkong's eyes suddenly opened.

He suddenly turned around, his face suddenly gushed with anger. He yelled at the crowd who rushed to kill him: "you guys who have no eyes, don't stop me!"

"If you hurt a cold hair of your benefactor, I will tear you to pieces and bruise your bones and ashes!"

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