Chapter 889
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Zhou Shu has not yet called for a price.
Everyone wants Qingming's robe. That enthusiasm cannot be scared away by opening a high price. In the end, it still depends on financial resources and power. He plans to take a look first.
In the crowd, a sturdy man stood up and looked around, and shouted, "I shouted, what's wrong?"
As soon as he stood up, it seemed like a mountain was erected in the crowd. It was too tall and too conspicuous, like a giant.
"Isn't this person... a black beard of one of the four kings of the East China Sea?"
"Yes, as a human, he has a figure of up to 250 feet tall. I'm afraid there are no one else in the world of immortal cultivation, so it must be him."
A monk recognized it and spoke in a low voice.
"Heifeng is the Four Kings Pirates of the East China Sea? That guy ran to Penglai Island, why did he run..."
"Penglai Island has almost floated to the Black Sea, so it's not surprising to see it. This guy is very rich and is completely rich. If he wants to buy it, it's a big trouble."
"The pirates are rich, alas."
"It's nothing to be rich. The key is that these guys are too powerful and lawless. If you cause trouble for you when you are off the island, you'll just..."
"Yes, this East China Sea is almost all theirs. Even if they fly out with talismans, they may be chased. If they really want to rob, I can only give up."
The black beard looked around and showed a lot of brilliance, "So what if I recognize it? I'm afraid of you? I'm the black beard in the East China Sea, 50,000, are there any followers? If not, I'll take away the Qingming velvet!"
The opponent has a lot of money and a lot of power, and is an opponent that is difficult to compete with. For a moment, many monks hesitated.
At this moment, a voice floated over quietly, "Sixty thousand."
The black beard's face was shocked, "Who!?"
He looked at him in a panic and was stunned for a moment, "It's you, Jin Wucai?"
The life was quite short, almost completely covered by smoke, but you could vaguely see the money marks on your sleeves.
“Huhahahahaha…”
The man stood up, didn't say anything, and just laughed dryly.
"It's really you, I can recognize your smile even if it turns into ashes!"
Heifeng clenched his big fist and said hatefully, "If you don't stay at home, why are you here to do it? This is my territory!"
"Huhahahaha, the Black Sea hasn't arrived, it's your territory? You really dare to speak."
Jin Wucai didn't hide it, and laughed dryly again, "Speak less nonsense. I'm going to settle for this Qingming robe. If you don't agree, just take out more Yuanshi than me."
The monks next to them were all shocked.
Not to mention the black beard, even gold and wealth are coming.
Two kings of the East China Sea came to the four kings. The two cultivators with great wealth and power were hard to afford. Although the Qingming robe is good, I am afraid that I will not be able to get it today. Both financial and power cannot compare.
"I have some Yuan Shi, but I just don't want to see you!"
Hei Xu clenched his fists, showed a fierce look on his face, and walked towards Jin Wucai with great strides, "You are here, I will settle you here, let you die, and never think about competing for territory with me again! Donghai is my own!"
Jin Wucai didn't move, but instead showed a bit of ridicule. He took out a folding fan and shook it leisurely.
But anyone can see that the folding fan is an absolute sixth-level magic weapon, and its power is absolutely great.
Are the two going to fight?
The monks around him were shocked and retreated to the side, but the monks on the high platform shook their heads indifferently.
The same is true for Zhou Shu. Although he was very close and could almost smell the fishy smell of the black beard, he had never moved, and just watched calmly.
It’s impossible to do something on Penglai Island.
"Making trouble? Go back to your original position."
A cold sound came, and a cloud of black smoke, wrapped in a blurred phantom, suddenly appeared on the platform.
As soon as the phantom appeared, everything around seemed to be frozen. The black beard could not take another step. There seemed to be many invisible walls in front of him and on both sides, firmly surrounding him. He wanted to struggle, but the released Yuanli and spiritual consciousness disappeared the moment he touched the wall.
His expression stagnated and showed a lot of fear.
The wall kept pressing towards him, forcing him to retreat continuously until he returned to his position.
Most of the other monks who left just now encountered the same thing, and were blocked from all directions, and they could only move when they returned to their own position.
When they sat back in their seats, many monks lowered their heads and covered their mouths, showing a look of shock.
They didn't know how this completely irresistible wall came from, was it because of the Yuanli but not like it, the effect of the formation, or something else?
Penglai Island is indeed unfathomable and they cannot mess with it.
Although the black beard was rough and irritable, it could bend and stretched. He bowed to the high platform, "Fellow Daoist, I'm rude, I'm really sorry."
Jin Wucai also bowed, "Xiao Ke is troublesome, I hope fellow Taoists in Penglai will not be surprised."
"Be careful, don't make trouble."
As soon as the words came, the black smoke and the phantom dissipated together, as if they had never appeared before, and the hall returned to normal.
The monk on the platform waved his hand, "Everyone, someone has paid 60,000 yuan stones now, is there anyone higher?"
Zhou Shu took a look and planned to speak.
At this time, his mentality changed a lot.
He will soon go to the Black Sea, Paradise Island, and Jin Wucai's territory. There is a great possibility of conflict with Jin Wucai. If Jin Wucai gets the Qingming Suit, it will definitely not be a good thing for him. On the contrary, he will have a great advantage.
This kind of thing cannot happen.
The Qingming robes can allow black beards or others to go, but gold has no money, so it cannot be done.
"Sixty-five!"
Before Zhou Shu could speak, Heifeng stood up again.
Jin Wucai is not willing to be outdone, "70,000."
He and Heifeng looked at each other, and their eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, and they were about to overflow. The monks around could feel it, but they did not dare to do anything else.
The strength of Penglai Island shocked them. The Four Kings of the East China Sea are nothing here.
Heifeng turned her head and looked at the platform, "Eighty thousand!"
This price has far exceeded the value of Qingming's robe, but he tried to gamble and did not want to lose to Jin Wucai, who was also the four kings.
The two lived next to each other in the Black Sea, but they were the biggest enemies. They wanted to kill each other at any time. No matter what the contest, they didn't want to lose to their opponents.
Jin Wucai looked stunned and bit his teeth hard, "Ninety thousand!"
Ninety thousand is almost all the assets he can take out now, but he must do so.
The reasons are somewhat the same as Zhou Shu, others can get them, but he must not let the Qingming velvet fall into the hands of Heifeng, otherwise he will be at a disadvantage in the battle for the territory of the East China Sea Black Sea.
The price of 90,000 yuan made all the other monks sit down, which is beyond their acceptable range. They don’t have that many stones at all.
Heifeng was a little angry and shouted loudly, "Jin Wucai, do you have ninety thousand stones?"
Jin Wucai smiled contemptuously, "Penglai Island does not accept credit, and those who shout randomly will be punished by imprisonment of the sky. If I dare to shout, there will be naturally!"
Heifeng swung his fist fiercely, "Damn it!"
He only has more than 80,000 yuan on him, no matter how much he has, he will not be able to make a random price. The punishment of imprisoning the sky is not easy to suffer.
Should I give it to Jin Wucai?
If Qingming's robes fall into Jin Wucai's hands, wouldn't all his territory be stolen by Jin Wucai?
How can such a thing happen?
Chapter completed!