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Chapter 967 Admission

For the absolute safety of the auction, the venue for the auction is strictly confidential. At least before the auction begins, it is basically unknown. Only know that there are ten unactivated teleportation arrays in the abdomen of the mountain where the city is located, which directly reaches the auction site.

There is no doubt that the auction site was definitely full of formations, and basically no one dared to act wildly inside. The strength of that formation is not completely impossible to kill a great monk.

The safety measures of the Sun True Palace are not only that. Before the auction was held, hundreds of auction items were all within the Sun True Palace Sect. However, when the auction officially began, the auction items would be teleported one by one. Once an accident occurs, the teleportation will stop immediately.

With these means of protecting, snatching spiritual objects at auction will hardly happen. Even if a powerful monk really takes action, the possibility of success is not enough.

Finally, Han Ming and Concubine Wei arrived at the mountain and found that there were many people gathered here. After counting carefully, there were hundreds of people, all of which were in the Dan Killing Stage, lined up in three rows, and entered the three caves in sequence.

As soon as Han Ming and the other two fell, three beautiful cultivators wearing golden robes and a three-legged golden crow embroidered with a cuff embroidered with a soft salute to Han Ming and the other two.

"I have seen three seniors. I dare to ask you, but are you here to participate in the auction?" One of the female cultivators in the fake elixir stage used a secret weapon to find out that Han Ming had the highest cultivation level and should be the leader. They came forward immediately and said to Wensheng, "If you come to participate in the auction, as long as there is an invitation, I can bring the senior in!"

"Of course there are invitations!" Han Ming smiled and said, looking at Concubine Wei.

"This is our invitation!" Concubine Wei raised her hand gently and threw out two gold medals with a three-legged golden crow tattooed. Without waiting for the three maids to check, she then raised her feet and walked forward coldly. Han Ming smiled and followed.

Seeing this, Qu Lingnuo curled his lips and also took out a gold medal, threw it to three maids, and trotted to follow Han Ming and Concubine Qu.

After the three maids checked the gold medal, they immediately rushed up and looked respectfully. They were leading the way, but they did not bring Han Ming and Concubine Wei to the teleportation array. Instead, they brought them to a hall where forty or fifty young girls were already standing in a row in a row in a standard colored skirt.

"Report to the two seniors, there are rules in the sect. Any senior in the Nascent Soul who comes to participate in the auction can choose a maid here for trading spiritual objects and bidding. You can also take it away directly after the end!" The leading girl in the golden robe said with a smile.

"It's such a way of selling favors again, but I don't know it's useless!" Concubine Wei frowned and said, then looked at Han Ming and said, "How about you pick two, I think they are quite pretty."

Wei Fei was right. These foundation-building maids trained by the Sun Real Palace are also of the best grade because they were given to the Nascent Soul monks. They are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, charming, pure and pure, cold and cold, all of them are beautiful, like lotus from the water!

"Forget it, I still don't need it!" Han Ming refused again, then raised his hand, grabbed Concubine Wei's little hand, and prepared to go to the side door. The teleportation array was there, and he had already sensed it.

After looking back and forth on the many maids, he was obviously a little moved, but when he thought of Concubine Wei and Han Ming being in front, he gritted his teeth and dispelled his intention of begging the two maids, and then quickly followed Han Ming and Concubine Wei.

The three of them stepped onto the teleportation array. As the golden-robed girl pinched the magic trick, the teleportation array buzzed, and then a flash of inspiration, the three of them disappeared in the distance. At the same time, three figures appeared on the teleportation array in a vast building more than a thousand feet underground in a hidden mountain range thousands of miles from the Sun Zhen Palace Sect.

As soon as Han Ming and the other two came out, a beautiful female cultivator immediately came up and bent down to Han Ming and Concubine Que respectfully, and made an invitation to guide Han Ming through a low-high stone gate and into a huge venue with more than two thousand seats.

At the end of the venue are ordinary wide stone chairs, occupying 40% of the venue, with a total of 2,000 seats, neatly arranged in rows, the higher the terrain the rear.

The middle part also occupies about 40% of the venue, with nearly 200 large stone chairs, but these stone chairs are very different from the stone chairs behind them. I thought that the stone chair was too wide. If I remove the handles on all sides, it would be OK to have two people play and play on them.

Moreover, these large stone chairs are covered with monster fur, snow-white, without any trace of variegated color, and are still hanging in the air. They are more than ten feet taller than the small stone chairs at the end. They are condescending and can overlook the entire venue.

At the front is a giant platform more than a hundred feet wide, and in the middle there is a stone table five or six feet wide. It is empty around it, but there is nothing. This should be the auction table.

Walking into a secret room, Han Ming and Concubine Wei each wore a mask. Han Ming had a monkey-shaped mask, while Concubine Wei was a ferocious white skeleton mask. This was purchased by them at a small vendor when they were visiting the mortal world. As a result, after returning to the sect, Concubine Wei combined many precious materials to refine it into a secret weapon, which not only could conceal the spiritual sense of exploration, but also changed its face to a certain extent.

Han Ming and Concubine Que are both in the Nascent Soul stage, so they can naturally be assigned two wide seats suspended in the air, but the seats are too big. Han Ming and Concubine Que are too lazy to separate, so they chose the same seat on the side.

Rearing on the "stone chair" and kneading Concubine Wei's little hand, Han Ming turned his head and looked not far away, but found that there were already forty or fifty people in the suspended seats, which means that forty or fifty of the Nascent Soul Stage has arrived here.

Nearly half of the Nascent Soul Stage has come, and the auction is about to begin!

Han Ming looked at the Nascent Soul cultivators around him, but found that the other party was wearing masks or wearing wide robes like him, covering his face and could not detect it at all, and he could not recognize who was against whom.

If the human body is here and the Qingblind Heavenly Skill can be used, it should be possible to easily see through these people's masks and see their faces, but the human body is not here.

Han Ming glanced around and finally picked out a few interesting people.

First of all, there were two monks in black robes, both of whom were mid-stage monks, one of whom was even mid-stage peak. Although their aura was covered, Han Ming still recognized it with Luohu's keen sense of smell. This should be the visitor of the Nightmare Demon Sect. One of them was the mid-stage peak of the deputy palace master Kun, and the other was another elder.

The second is a gray-robed monk with a gray mask. He is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but he has the peak level. He should be only half a step away from the midst, or he has vaguely reached the midst.

This gray-robed monk's cultivation level is not too conspicuous in the period of the Yuanying period. But for some reason, Han Ming just felt that his aura was a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it, nor when he had ever had an interaction with such a person.

The last one was a scholar in purple robe. He didn't wear a mask or any means of covering up. He was very proud, with an evil smile on his lips. His two dishonest palms were completely in the dresses of the two maids with cold temperament. The two maids were panting and blushing, but they could only endure their breathing desperately, gritting their teeth and not daring to speak.
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