The hall of Penglai Island is filled with hundreds of seats and hundreds of monks.

"Sixth-level magic weapon, the Eight Treasure Umbrella of the Green Bone!"

"Sixth-level Illusion Jade Pill, the best!"

As rare items appeared, bidding sounds continued to sound. The monks were either excited to stand up and cheer, or bowed their heads and sighed in annoyance, or were so painful that they beat their chests and stamped their feet. The hall was filled with a breath of joy.

There were nearly ten monks who didn't move, and their expressions were as calm as water, as if the auction had nothing to do with them.

However, some conversations are taking place among these monks.

"Another one hour of cultivation is missing."

"Who said no? We all came for the Shenmu Ding, but we wanted to waste time on these garbage things. It's very hateful."

"I remember that in the past, the Penglai Sea Association was usually divided into several games, and there was another game of high-level treasures. Only the great monks of the Tribulation Realm could enter. This is what the Divine Wood Cauldron should do."

"It was the last time, but for some reason I broke the rules."

"Haha, the answer is very simple."

"What are your opinions about Brother Guan?"

"Penglai Haihui has always had rules. The auctioneer and the holder must be in the same venue. In other words, the realm of the holder of the Divine Wood Cauldron... is probably not very high."

"I see……"

The faces of several monks changed slightly. When they looked around, the monks who were originally disdainful of them became their targets for scanning. After a while, almost every low-level monk was covered with the divine thoughts of monks passing through the tribulation realm. One monk had at least seven or eight people's divine thoughts.

"Brother Guan, you are still considerate."

"Yes, why didn't we expect it, haha."

"Haha, it's ridiculous. It's just that you guys got the wrong direction. I think the Divine Wood Cauldron must have come from our Tribulation Cultivator, so I will naturally not care about other people..."

The monk who spoke was Guan Hong. He glanced at the side with a narrow glance, with disdain in his eyes, "Especially you, Zhang Tiebai, that divine wood tripod is not mine. Can you take away the divine thoughts you left in my seat?"

"Haha, Brother Guan was joking, how could I do this kind of thing..."

Zhang Tiebai stroked the short beard that had just covered his chin, laughed dryly, and quietly took away the divine thoughts left by the middle-aged monk. "I haven't seen each other for decades, Brother Guan's cultivation has improved again. I'm afraid he will soon pass the seventh level of heavenly tribulation?"

"This is not a problem for Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Guan Hong didn't look at him, but raised his hand, turned his head to stare at the auction table, and slowly said, "Since you are all here for the Shenmu Ding, I have a suggestion. I don't know if you want to listen."

"Brother Guan, please tell me."

"Brother Guan's words must be a good word, and we will listen carefully."

"Brother Guan, you are the head of the fifth largest family. We must listen to what you say."

Several monks agreed.

Guan Hong smiled faintly, "What is the fifth largest family? It's a small family in Shannan. You just love it. It's far from the four major families. Since you are willing to listen, I'll say that in the current situation, do you think we have the hope of getting the Divine Wood Cauldron?"

"well……"

“I’m afraid it’s difficult.”

"I'm afraid it's not enough for me to bring all my family's assets."

The monks lamented.

Guan Hong nodded and looked left and right, "You can see that the person in the east is Zheng Daoxuan from Kunlun, who is already at the eighth level of cultivation. He is standing behind Kunlun. There is no need to say much about his financial resources. The person in the west is Master Dazhi from Tianlong Temple, the Dharma King of the Temple, and Tianlong Temple is rich enough to rival the country. Although he is a little troubled now, he can't compare to anything he can with."

When talking about Master Dazhi, his body shook slightly, a little startled.

"That's it!"

Zhang Tiebai sighed, "Who would have thought that he would attract both of them."

A monk couldn't help but say, "This place is originally in Xihezhou, so it's not surprising that they come quickly. It's pretty good. If the sea would open a few days later, and then several other major forces will also come, then we will be even less likely to get the Divine Wood Cauldron."

A female monk just shook her head, looking quite bitter, "But even if it's only them, it's hard for us."

There are also monks who feel very indifferent, "I'm ready to watch the show, haha, no matter who gets the Divine Wood Cauldron, there will definitely be a big battle, and it will be good at that time."

Zhang Tiebai looked at Guan Hong and said thoughtfully, "After all, Brother Guan, what are your opinions?"

Guan Hong stared at the auction table and said calmly, "The answer is very simple. If it is combined, it is strong, and if it is divided, it is weak."

A monk's eyes lit up, "Brother Guan means..."

Zhang Tiebai was stunned, "Can we gather all our Yuanshi and then compete with Kunlun and Tianlong Temple?"

"That's right, there are seven of us, if we add together..."

"No matter how many there are, it should be enough to fight with them, and they may not be able to bring out so many."

"Yes, yes, only by adding them can you compare them, but..."

Zhang Tiebai seemed to have some understanding, "If we photographed the Divine Wood Cauldron, who would it belong to in the end? It would be impossible for each person to leave one by one. Although the Divine Wood is a Divine Wood, it would be of no benefit if it is separated."

“Fellow Daoist Zhang’s concerns also make sense…”

"Brother Guan doesn't want us to help you make wedding dresses..."

Several monks fell into trance again.

Guan Hong shook his head without realizing it and sneered, "Apart from this, do you have any other ways to encounter the Divine Wood Cauldron?"

Silence for a moment.

Everyone knows that those of them, who are not supported by major sects and major forces, want to win the Divine Wood Cauldron with their personal financial resources, have a slim chance, not even one ten thousand, but no one is willing to give up this one ten thousand chance to stay here.

Guan Hong’s proposal is indeed very good. If the financial resources of the seven people are added together, even Kunlun will probably not be able to get so much together for a while.

"hehe."

Guan Hong smiled faintly, "It's better to divide a cauldron with seven people than to compete with Kunlun Tianlong Temple. Moreover, the Shenmu Cauldron is not a self-defense magic weapon, it is just used to refine alchemy. I only need this cauldron for one year and then withdraw after refining the Dragon Blood Pill. If you six of you divide another cauldron, the chance will be much greater."

Several monks were slightly shocked and thought about it.

The opportunity that was originally one in ten thousand has now become one in seventh or even one in sixth, which is a big leap.

For them, it is also an easy choice.

Zhang Tiebai hurriedly said, "Okay, I agree! I wish Brother Guan a success in refining the alchemy as soon as possible!"

"I agree, but I've agreed that you will quit after using it."

"Well, I'll join too!"

Soon, the seven monks agreed and agreed to Guan Hong's proposal.

Guan Hong nodded slightly, showing a lot of satisfaction, "Okay, you don't have to come forward to offend Kunlun Tianlong Temple. When it's the turn of the Divine Wood Cauldron, I'll bid. You report all the Yuan stones on your body. Don't hide it. If you don't take this picture, you won't be able to spare you."

“This is natural.”
Chapter completed!