C343 Auction
C343 Auction
With Zhuang Hong's reminder, Chu Lin slowly opened his eyes.
This auction was a small scale auction formed by the masses themselves. It was likely that people from all over the world would gather together and bring out a lot of interesting things.
Chu Lin nodded slightly, "Let's go and take a look!"
A group of people moved the abandoned steel chariots on the street away and sat on the street, shouting about selling items. Most of them had a price tag, and only some of the items with some value were auctioned items.
So many Tianquan Realm warriors!
Expert of Tianquan Stage did not restrain his aura at all. He displayed his strength without any restraint. Several of his most powerful auras were very dazzling. They were much stronger than the three Tianquan Realm warriors that Chu Lin had killed before!
Except for the second Qi! There were also more than twenty Early Tianquan Realm warriors and fake sky springs!
In the outer world, it was truly unusual!
One of them was sitting on top of a tall building, looking down from above. Chu Lin saw him serving him and immediately felt that he looked familiar.
"Older Brother Chu Lin, that is the elder of Xiantian Association. He is also their leader and the strongest person!" Zhuang Hong whispered to Chu Lin.
Chu Lin squinted his eyes and looked over. The opponent's qi was much stronger than Shen Feng and Zhang Qi's qi. He seemed to be a Middle Period of Tianquan Stage warrior! He was ranked in the top three in this gathering point! This was the reason why the man was so arrogant!
However, Chu Lin was not afraid of his opponent. When he had only one bloodline, he could use blood to torture Tianquan Realm warriors. Now that he had four bloodlines, he could jump ranks to fight. A Middle Period of Tianquan Stage warrior wasn't a problem!
As soon as Chu Lin and Zhuang Hong stepped into the black market, they were covered in sweat and couldn't move their feet.
Zhou Liang, who had yet to recover from his injuries, was panting heavily, as if he had a huge burden on him.
Chu Lin waved at them, "You guys find a place to rest, I'll go take a look at the black market!"
The three of them quickly nodded and left the black market, leaving only Zhuang Hong by his side.
On both sides of the street, countless people laid out a torn piece of clothing, which was filled with items for sale. From consumables to materials to weapons, it could be said to be a dazzling display.
Along the way, they saw a lot of new things. It was just that Chu Lin did not have a lot of Tianquan Curd in his hands, and it was not enough for his own cultivation, so he did not sell it.
Why not clean up some things that were not useful?
"Are you buying or not? Don't just stand there and stare blankly!"
Chu Lin stood at a stall and thought for a moment. The short green-haired stall owner screamed.
"Humph!" Chu Lin glared at him and continued to walk forward. He did not want to lower himself to his level.
Between the streets. There was a small table. It was used to auction precious items.
There were people holding items, standing behind the table, shouting at the small black market for auctioning.
"Everyone! My Mysterious Demon Black Armor is a divine item that can withstand a Tianquan Realm's strike. It is made of Black Demon Steel from my hometown and can greatly reduce the impact of the attack. 70% new. Only 500 units of Tianquan Curd are needed!"
A bare-chested martialist was loudly selling the armor in his hands. He held a saber in one hand and armor in the other. He looked extremely ferocious.
"500 units, I'll buy it!" One of them immediately shouted.
The half-naked martial artist looked around, but there was no second bid. He could only nod and agree. He sighed and carried a small piece of Tianquan Curd out of the black market.
This martial artist could be considered lucky. After the following several bidders dryly introduced the items, no one else bid. They could only run away with their tails between their legs.
Should I also go up and try? Chu Lin had this idea.
When the last bidder walked out of the auction bitterly, Chu Lin took out a few items in front of everyone's eyes. He walked behind the table and completely ignored the imposing manner of Expert of Tianquan Stage.
Bang! Bang!
Two items were thrown onto the table. One was a bundle of Gene Drug, and the other was a thin booklet. On it were four big words, mysterious God Limit!
Everyone's gaze fell over. The dozens of Expert of Tianquan Stage's eyes seemed to have a substantial quality, and Chu Lin felt his body become heavier.
No wonder. So many bidders are running away...
Chu Lin took a deep breath.
"These 20 potions were concocted by me in secret. They are focused on cultivation, healing, and recuperation. Humans and strange beasts can consume them! Fifty bids, bid for more! "
"And this' Mysterious God Limit 'Origin Source Law is a special kind of Origin Source Law. It has a very high resistance to abnormal energy. Poison and curses below the Tianquan Realm can be completely ignored, and those above the Tianquan Realm can also have a certain degree of immunity! 900 bids, anyone who is interested can make a move now! "
Medicine?
Everyone was slightly shocked. It proved that it was extremely difficult to obtain some healing medicine in such a place! Depending solely on a martial artist's strong physique to withstand it!
"Let me try!"
Under Chu Lin's gaze, a martial artist pulled out the cork of the bottle and sniffed. His expression suddenly changed, "Sixty units of Tianquan Curd, I want all of them!"
"Sixty-five units!"
"Seventy!"
Everyone present had sharp auras. The taste of the medicinal liquid was instantly captured by them. The bidders rose and fell, and in the end, they were all bought by the green-robed Immortal Remnant Sect martial practitioners.
One thousand eight hundred units of Tianquan Curd were obtained!
The medicinal liquid was snatched clean, but no one cared about the 'Mysterious God Limit'.
Just as Chu Lin was about to take the book and leave, a lazy voice sounded out in the crowd.
"Origin techniques of other planets? It's not bad to use it as a reference. 900, I'll take it!"
Chu Lin looked up and saw a warrior with his arms crossed. His hair was disheveled, and there was a lifelike three-eyed Qinghu on his shoulders. His neck was covered with black evil patterns.
Chu Lin was about to respond when Zhuang Hong whispered into Chu Lin's ear, "This man is called Bai Wenmao. He is a Tianquan Realm warrior from the Dead Demon Star. People from the Dead Demon Star have always been rude and unreasonable. They like to stick together. This Bai Wenmao never gives money when he buys other people's things! He always promises to be careful when it comes to empty checks!"
Chu Lin nodded slightly and put on a stern face.
Bai Wenmao said. All of a sudden, everyone had a look of ridicule on their faces as they squeezed together in a lively manner, ready to watch a good show.
"Eh? I know that kid. After standing at my stall for so long, I didn't expect him to be someone who doesn't lack money!" The short green-haired man called out unwillingly.
He thought in his heart that perhaps if he didn't rush him back then, Chu Lin would have taken out money to buy his junk!
"Huh! I'm afraid that no matter how much money Chu Lin has, it will be useless!" The companion of the green-haired man snorted coldly.
In their opinion, not only would this brat lose a 'Divine Profound Limit' book, even the 1800 Tianquan Curd that he just obtained would have to go to waste.
Everyone shook their heads in their hearts. A bloodline warrior had been targeted by Bai Wenmao, who was also a powerful Tianquan Realm warrior. Didn't that mean that he had to spit out everything he had? He must not expose his wealth, silly boy!