Please, Little Martial Uncle

Chapter 60



Seeing all the expressions in their eyes, Zhu Yiming smiled gently.

People rely on clothes, horses and saddles, and it is naturally his idea to equip weapons with a box. If you want to sell them at a good price, you must be willing to pay for them.

"You can watch this weapon, but you can\'t explore it with divine sense or get closer than three meters. This is the rule of the auction house. I think I don\'t have to say more..." Zhu Yiming explained.

There must be some panic in the face of so many big men, but with more forces and mutual checks and balances, there is no danger.

"Rest assured!"

"Everyone is a figure with a head and a face, and we can still do it!"

Everyone nodded at the same time.

Watch the auction treasures in advance just to increase the confidence of customers. If they are too close, or use divine sense to explore and directly rob them, what should we do? Everyone knows the truth.

Relieved, Zhu Yiming took the jade box, put it on the table and opened it gently.

Buzz!

The air gave out a light sound, and a strong breath surged out. The people hurried to see it. They were imagining what the weapon looked like. After they saw it clearly, they were all stunned.

"Is this... A pan?"

Isn\'t that the peak spirit soldier? What do you mean by a pot?

Even Mo yuan couldn\'t help frowning, pot shaped weapon... Is there such a thing on the mainland?

Master of refining utensils, how idle is Dorothy! This thing, how to fight? It won\'t be used for cooking!

Ignoring the people\'s surprise, Zhu Yiming smiled and said, "although it\'s just a pan, it actually carved a complete Avenue on it. It has its own spirituality and amazing power! If you don\'t believe it, you can come and try it!"

"I\'ll come!"

The one eyed old man who spoke before stood up and smiled coldly: "listen to you blowing. Let me see what\'s strange about this pot."

"That would offend..."

Standing up, Zhu Yiming gently grabbed the handle of the pan and suddenly burst out. A vigorous Qi immediately spread along the pan.

The people found that although the fat workshop leader did not reach the divine palace, he also had the highest cultivation of Huafan, which should not be underestimated.

No wonder you can open such a big business in dayancheng. This cultivation can definitely be regarded as an elder in the second rate sect.

With the infusion of true Qi, the lines on the pan stir up and make a pleasant sound.

Loosen the palm of your hand and suspend the pan quietly.

"Please help the pot spirit!" Zhu Fang bowed to the end.

"As you wish!"

With a wave of ideas, the pan "swished!" rushed to the one eyed old man and photographed it in the air.

"Ah..." the one eyed old man didn\'t care at all. When he saw the pot in front of him, it was like seeing a big mountain coming. His face immediately changed. He hurriedly wanted to retreat, but he couldn\'t retreat anywhere.

Boom!

With a roar, the air burst, and the pan pumped hard on his face. Before the one eyed old man reacted, he flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

"This..."

The eyes of the people in the room were hot for a moment.

Although Zhu Fang\'s strength is not weak, it is not a bit worse than the one eyed old man. In this case, with the help of a pan, you can still easily defeat it. The power of the pan is beyond imagination!

Even if it\'s not a peak spirit soldier, it\'s not much different!

"Good baby..."

Just lazy Mo yuan, his eyes couldn\'t help brightening.

His accomplishments have already broken through the master\'s realm and reached the inheritance level. If he works with this pot, his strength may double!

If you meet the blissful devil again, you can fight as long as the other party doesn\'t recover! Even if the enemy is defeated, it should be easy to escape.

"Now everyone should be sure it\'s true!"

After gasping for breath, Zhu Yiming put the pan back into the jade box again and looked around for a week.

Everyone nodded, one by one full of excitement. If there were doubts before, they all dissipated at the moment.

Although the shape of the weapon is strange, it can\'t stand. It\'s powerful!

When you\'re free, stir fry a dish. Once you fight, take it out and shoot it... You think it\'s a pot, but it\'s actually a weapon. You think it\'s a weapon and you can stir fry vegetables... Just think about it, it\'s sour.

"Now that you are sure, please go back and prepare for the auction..." Zhu Yiming smiled.

The purpose of showing each other in advance is to give them time to prepare more money

The strong man nodded and was about to leave. Suddenly, an old man blocked his way: "please slow down!"

Everyone frowned at the same time.

"In the downwind, elder Lei Zong, Mo Feng!"

After introducing himself, the old man looked dignified and said, "stop you. There\'s something I want to say to you! It may involve the life and death of countless lives in Yanzhou!"

"The life and death of a state? Exaggerate!"

"Fenglei sect, I know, was defeated by Zhenxian sect in the last sect competition and ranked 11th! What\'s the matter? A second-rate sect is so angry now?"

……

An unhappy voice sounded.

Seeing this attitude, elder Mo Feng was not surprised, but gritted his teeth: "you can blame me for my recklessness, but you must listen to me, because... Blissful demon king is involved!"

"Blissful demon king?"

Hearing the name, the people who were just full of disdain changed their faces.

Although 8000 years have passed, these five words are still the nightmare of countless families.

"Everyone must know that the blissful boy escaped to dayancheng!"

Elder Mo Feng looked dignified: "but everyone thinks it\'s Zhenxian sect\'s business, which has little to do with you, but... If I tell you where he is hiding now, I\'m afraid you don\'t think so."

The great demon king fled to the jurisdiction of Zhenxian sect, and many sect doors were actually watching the excitement.

Dead Taoist friends don\'t die. What do you care? I can\'t bear it anymore... Just because I know this, elder Mo Feng directly pointed out his words.

"Where are you?"

Mo yuan came over.

If elder Mo Feng didn\'t say, he might stop the crowd. Originally, he just wanted all the experts to pay attention. Unexpectedly, this one knew!

"In zhenxianzong!"

Clenching his fist, elder Mo Feng showed fear in his eyes: "the 10th Pope in Yanzhou has been in collusion with him!"

"You mean... Zhenxianzong colluded with the blissful demon king?"

"You can eat at random, but you can\'t talk at random!"

"Even if there is a contradiction between Fenglei sect and Zhenxian sect, it won\'t be so framed!"

……

The voice of doubt sounded.

Everyone knows that there are contradictions between the two major departments. Even if they are framed, we should find a good reason!

In this way, a well-known and decent school will have a great impact on its reputation. If it is not done well, it will never die.

"I\'ve seen it with my own eyes. I dare not have any lies!" elder Mo Feng gritted his teeth and tore off his coat: "the wound on my body is thanks to him!"

When the people looked, they saw a ferocious wound on the back of the elder mofeng, like a huge palm print, emitting pure magic Qi from time to time.

"This is... Cang devil\'s big handprint?" Mo yuan\'s face changed.

Elder Yu Chen saw that everyone in the room was full of doubts.

With a sigh, Mo yuan solemnly explained: "I\'ve read relevant books. Eight thousand years ago, countless sect geniuses died under this move. It\'s really the unique move of the blissful demon king, such as fake replacement!"