Chapter 1867 Su Twelve’s guesses and ideas

Su Twelve didn't know what the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace was thinking.

Su Twelve had some guesses in his mind, but after all, he couldn't be completely sure.

After watching Nangong Yi and the others leave, his eyes quickly fell on the auction table again.

Under the auspices of Yu Lingling, batches of natural materials and treasures were auctioned for high prices after rounds of fierce bidding.

Su Twelve watched silently, but did not participate in the bidding for all the auction items. .??.

These heavenly materials and earthly treasures are either materials used to refine weapons, elixirs, and talismans, or they are evil objects and evil weapons that contain strong evil aura.

And those who can go to this auction stage, without exception, are rare treasures from the outside world.

Among them, there are even some spiritual mineral materials that Su Twelve plans to refine into the Jiuxiao Linglong Pagoda.

He is quite accomplished in the art of elixirs and talismans.

Except for bidding on some spiritual plants, talisman-making materials, and spiritual ore materials for refining the Jiuxiao Linglong Pagoda, he simply chose to ignore the other materials.

After all, he has no use for most of the natural treasures, evil objects and so on.

Coupled with the previous two rounds of bidding, many monks have already paid attention to him.

There is no need to waste spiritual stone resources on these completely unused resources.

What's more, he has a more important purpose in attending this private auction.

Time flies, and three days and nights have passed since the auction started.

In three days, countless rare treasures of heaven and earth were sold on the auction stage.

Most of the monks present have gained something or less. Although hidden under the burqa and bamboo hat, it is still difficult to conceal the joy in my heart.

Even though three days have passed, everyone's enthusiasm has not subsided at all, but is getting stronger.

In the corner of the ‘Kui Hai’ room in the last row of the scene, Su Shi

The two also participated in the bidding.

However, it is different from the joy of other monks.

Listening to the emotional voice of raising prices one after another in his ears, under the bamboo hat, he frowned slightly, but his face showed a hint of worry.

"In three days, I'm afraid the auction will be coming to an end, right?"

"In the past few days, although many other Nascent Soul cultivators have been put up for sale on the auction block, we have never seen any traces of Senior Sister Miaoyin and Li Piaoyue."

"If they were also sent to this auction house, I'm afraid... they would have been taken away at previous auctions."

"Judging from the situation at the scene, there seem to be two main groups that are most interested in the monks who put them on the auction stage and have made the most bids."

"One of them is the guy who was the first to bid with me, holding a folding fan and calling himself Young Master. And the other one is a female cultivator."

In three days, except for the five Nangong Yi at the beginning, the following monks were put on the auction stage.

Not everyone was taken away by him and released from the auction.

There were also quite a few monks who were photographed away by Mr. Folding Fan and a female cultivator of unknown origin.

Thinking secretly in his heart, Su Twelve squinted his eyes and glanced calmly in the direction of the unknown female cultivator from the corner of his eye.

He could clearly see the situation of the Folding Fan monk. He had a private room for each person, so he was obviously alone.

As for the female cultivator, she was in a room with three people.

However, with several bids for the Nascent Soul Stage female cultivators being auctioned, there are now more than ten Nascent Soul Stage female cultivators sitting in the room who look panicked and worried about the uncertain future.

The female cultivator was the main one, and on either side sat a figure shrouded in a robe and a bamboo hat.

The three of them gathered together, whispering something from time to time.

Obviously, the three of them knew each other, or perhaps they were from the same force, with the female cultivator as the leader.

“I don’t know which group of these two groups of guys belong to, or what their origins are.”

"Although the folding fan master is hiding his figure, he has a good folding fan magic weapon in his hand. He obviously has no intention of hiding his true identity. If you want to find him in the future, you can start with the folding fan magic weapon. But the three disciples, mainly this female cultivator, People, their origins are a mystery!”

"Hmm... However, judging from the closeness of the three people, it is very likely that the two people next to this person are female cultivators. In addition, the Nascent Soul cultivators she participated in the bidding are all female cultivators..."

"So, this person's power is most likely a power dominated by female cultivators?"

"In the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation, there are only a handful of large and small forces with female cultivators as the mainstay. Except for the Xuannv Tower among the nine super-first-class forces, other large and small forces are more or less closely related to the Xuannv Tower. Relationship."

Silently analyzing and thinking, Su Twelve now had a clear idea about the search for Senior Sister Miaoyin and Li Piaoyue.

For him, finding someone and taking revenge is an obsession in his heart.

Regardless of whether Senior Sister Miaoyin and Li Piaoyue are dead or alive, a clear answer must be found. It is an explanation of the relationship between oneself and the two of them, and also an explanation of the obsession in one's heart.

The train of thought was clear, but Su Twelve's frown did not relax.

Not only is his situation at the moment not optimistic, but another main reason is that Yin Qingxue's Nascent Soul, which was teleported with him back then, has never appeared.

Own

He woke up from a coma that day and was thrown into the Shiwan Mine.

Biyunxuan's method and channel for dealing with Yuanying is nothing more than sending it to the Duobao Chamber of Commerce in Baizhangfang City.

Judging from the time, during this period, the Duobao Chamber of Commerce's private auctions, except this one, did not hold any other private auctions.

"Is it possible that the monk Nascent Soul sent by Biyunxuan leaked out through other channels?"

Doubtful thoughts lingered in my mind.

Just when Su Twelve was frowning.

On the auction stage, another auction item was sold.

Yu Lingling waved her lotus-rooted arm gently, and immediately, a flat jade box that was about ten feet long and wide but only more than three inches thick appeared on the stage.

The material of the jade box is crystal clear, allowing people to clearly see what's inside.

But I saw that the box was divided into countless small grids of equal sizes.

And in each grid, there is a miniature man with a nose and eyes, exuding a strong spiritual essence, and the size of a baby's fist.

Everyone present was a discerning person, and with just one glance, they could clearly see that every little person inside was once the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul stage monk.

"Hiss...the Nascent Soul of so many monks?"

"Huh? No, these Nascent Souls have all had their consciousness wiped away. They are now blank and pure Nascent Souls."

Seeing the jade box appearing on the stage, Su Twelve was secretly startled at first, and then after reacting, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

It's easy to say that Yin Qingxue's Nascent Soul was put up for auction, but if his consciousness was wiped out, it would be no different from death.

When it comes to that, he has no way to save himself.

Lingling opened his mouth to introduce, and his sharp eyes quickly scanned each Nascent Soul one by one.