Corpse Town Eternal

Cultivators generally rarely come to participate in such a mortal auction. After all, mortal items are of little use to them.

Therefore, people like Ye Ming who came to participate were naturally warmly received by the auction house. Not only did they have a separate private room, but there were also two maids to serve them.

The person in charge of the auction house even vaguely stated that if Ye and Ming want to do something to the maid in the private room, it is allowed, and they can take them away afterwards.

Yu Jin beside Ye Ming said that his heart was very excited, and there were signs that the dragon was about to raise his head. After all, for a flower picker like him, he had been an ascetic monk since he followed Ye Ming, and he had been holding back for too long.

It's just that although Ye Ming didn't think he was a good person, he didn't want Yujin to ruin others at will, so he said coldly, "If you don't want that thing anymore, I don't mind helping you."

Yujin was so frightened that the flame that had just started was extinguished. He laughed twice and sat down next to Ye Ming obediently, not daring to look at it again.

This mortal has so many tricks up his sleeve. Before the auction started, the beautiful auctioneer who presided over the auction also performed a hot dance on the stage to heighten the atmosphere. Yujin screamed while watching on the side.

After the warm-up, the atmosphere of the subsequent auctions was indeed much better, and exquisite auction items were placed on the auction stage.

Mortal items are nothing more than some calligraphy and paintings, or items such as treasures and jewelry.

However, Ye Ming also saw how rich the mortals here were. If all of them were in the previous life, they would definitely be billionaires.

He spent tens of thousands of taels of gold without even blinking, just to take a picture of a necklace that was of no use in Ye Ming's eyes.

Looking at the mortal auction in front of him, Ye Ming found that he could no longer look at things from the perspective of a mortal.

He came to participate in the auction this time just because he had never seen it in his previous life. In his impression, those who can participate in the auction are powerful people. But now, these rich and powerful people among mortals, It seemed not worth mentioning in front of him.

Just when Ye Ming's mentality was gradually changing, an item appeared on the stage that touched Ye Ming's heart.

"The next item to be auctioned is this painting. It is said that it was made by the Sword Immortal. Although it is impossible to verify whether this is the case, but judging from this painting alone, it is definitely a rare masterpiece."

"If you take this painting home, maybe a few sword fairies will be born in your family in the future." The beautiful auctioneer introduced the auction items vigorously on the stage.

To say that the sword is immortal is a bit exaggerated, but this painting is definitely from the hands of a sword cultivator, because Ye Ming felt a sword intention in this painting.

His Fuliu Sword Technique has reached a state of perfection. The next step is to understand the sword's power, and after the sword's power, there is the sword's intention.

As far as Ju Yeming knew, there was no one in the entire Canglong Kingdom who understood the power of the sword, let alone the intention of the sword.

Even if Ye Ming himself wanted to understand the power of the sword, he was still far away and had no clue at all.

Therefore, this painting must be taken down. The sword intention contained in the painting is of great significance to Ye Ming.

It's just that I no longer have gold, silver and other mundane things in my hands. I gave them all to Xiaopang. I would have kept some if I had known.

"Can you only use gold and silver in the auction? Are low-grade spiritual stones used by cultivators acceptable?" Ye Ming asked the maid beside him.

The maid was stunned and said, "Okay, senior, please wait a moment and I will call the steward over."

A moment later, the steward appeared in Ye Ming's private room.

Ye Ming said bluntly, "I don't have gold or silver, only low-grade spiritual stones. How many spiritual stones are needed to take a picture of the painting on the stage?"

"It's just a painting. If the distinguished guest bids whatever he wants, it will be treated as a gift from our auction house to the honored guest." The steward said with a respectful look.

But Ye Ming didn't want to take advantage of this. It's hard to repay a debt of gratitude, and the cause and effect of this painting is probably not small. "No need, the spirit stone should be exchangeable for gold. What is the exchange ratio?"

Seeing this, the steward did not persist and replied, "A low-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for 10,000 taels of gold."

Ye Ming nodded.

In the audience, the bid has reached 50,000 taels of gold.

"One hundred thousand taels." Ye Ming doubled the amount.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and the people in the boxes next to them also stared blankly at the box where Ye Ming was sitting, and couldn't figure out who it was that made such a generous move.

If it is really painted by an immortal, no matter how much the bid is, it will not be too much. However, how could the painting by an immortal end up with them? Therefore, these mortals are just looking at this painting and fighting for it because the painting is excellent. One hundred thousand taels It’s already great value for money for them.

Sure enough, after Ye Ming made his bid, no one bid again.

But when the Sword Immortal Picture was delivered to Ye Ming, Ye Ming suddenly felt something in his heart. He quickly opened the Sword Immortal Picture and checked it. The contents inside had indeed been swapped, and there was just a blank scroll inside.

The manager felt the anger emanating from Ye Ming and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "My lord, please forgive me. I really don't know. I'll check it out right away. I'll check it out right away."

Ye Ming ignored this person and appeared at the gate of the auction pavilion in a flash. He asked the guards on both sides sternly, "Is anyone going out?"

"Come back, sir, no one is out."

No one went out, that is to say, they were still in the auction house. At this time, the steward also came to Ye Ming's side, followed by a servant with a mournful face, "Sir, I have already asked, this painting has been They are all in the hands of people from our auction house. Only he was bumped when he delivered it, but according to him, the painting has never been released. "

Ye Ming stared at the servant with sharp eyes, "Raise your head and look into my eyes. Are you sure that the painting has always been in your hand and has not fallen out?"

The man looked at Ye Ming with fear on his face, but still said firmly, "Sir, I have been holding on to the painting the whole time. I don't know how someone got it wrong. Please spare my life."

Ye Ming could tell from the fearful look in this person's eyes that this person was not lying, so there were only two possibilities. One was that the thief was very skilled, and the other was that there was a thief in the auction house.

But no matter which one it is, Ye Ming must find it out. That painting is too important for Ye Ming's breakthrough in swordsmanship.

At this moment, the auction ended, and people in the auction house began to leave one after another.

Ye Ming could naturally ask the steward to temporarily block the entire auction house and search for the painting.

But in this way, it will attract the attention of interested people. If others realize the value of this painting, it may not be that easy to keep Night Meditation.