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Chapter 159

Words:2216Update:22/06/30 13:12:09

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"It's here!" Lin Feng narrowed his eyes in private room five.

"Don't worry, Young Master Feng. It's definitely ours!" The young man clenched his fists and said.

Outside, everyone was discussing animatedly. Their words were filled with excitement.

On the auction stage, the old man in the white robe waved his hand to silence the whole place.

"Everyone, this information comes from a map. Whoever buys this map will be able to obtain this information."

"Another thing to tell everyone is that this map is incomplete."

The old man in the white robe said in a deep voice, "In fact, he is not very sure. After all, one incomplete map may not be able to infer anything."

Sure enough, after hearing about the incomplete map, many people booed, and half of the enthusiasm in their hearts was extinguished.

The ordinary warriors in the hall were talking with each other, and it was noisy.

"An ancient map, the starting price is three hundred thousand Spiritual Stones. The auction starts now!"

These warriors booed. In their opinion, no one would buy such a thing.

Lin Xuan shook his head, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

A voice rang out like a clap of thunder in everyone's ears.

"What? Someone really bid! "

Those warriors were stunned. Could it be that the map really recorded it?

Lin Xuan suddenly turned around and looked at private room five on the second floor.

He recognized that it was Lin Feng's voice.

"Did he come here specifically for this map?" Lin Xuan was puzzled.

"Three hundred and sixty thousand." The lazy voice sounded again.

The crowd was excited. Although they could not afford it, they could watch the fun!

Sure enough, after these two people bid, some more people bid.

These people were all distinguished guests in private rooms on the second floor. For them, they would rather buy the wrong thing than let it go!

Lin Xuan shook his head and turned to leave.

These prices were already beyond his ability. Even if he could get the treasure map, he might not be able to keep it.

After all, the temptation of a Spiritual Treasure was too great. It was enough to make anyone go crazy.

Lin Xuan's departure attracted the attention of many people.

A mid-grade Profound Rank Treasure was enough to make one's heart palpitate with excitement!

In the No.5 private room, the sword mark youth stared at Lin Xuan's figure with an evil smile on his face.

"You can't run away. No one can take away what I want!"

Lin Xuan sensed all of those subtle gazes.

He sneered in his heart and quickly walked backstage.

With his current strength, he could fight against a warrior at the late stage of the third level of the Spiritual Sea Realm. If he had the Autumn Scar Sword, then even against a warrior at the fourth level of the Spiritual Sea Realm, he would have the power to battle.

In addition, he also had the bronze gauntlet and the yellowed talisman treasure. These two items were enough to kill a martial artist at the fifth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Realm.

However, he wouldn't use it unless he had no other choice.

This kind of thing would be damaged every time it was used. Cracks had already appeared on the bronze gauntlet, which made his heart ache.

After arriving at the backstage, Lin Xuan handed over the soul stones and received the Autumn Scar Sword.

Eh, get that black scabbard! Wine Lord transmitted his voice.

Lin Xuan glanced at the black scabbard on the jade plate. It looked very ordinary and there was nothing special about it.

However, he would not let go of anything that could move Wine Lord's heart.

Can you give this scabbard to me? Lin Xuan asked casually.

Sure. The martial artist in charge of the Thousand Treasure Tower didn't care about a scabbard and gave it to Lin Xuan on the spot.

Putting away the scabbard, Lin Xuan let out a sigh of relief.

Nodding his head, Lin Xuan prepared to leave.

"Little friend, please wait!" An old voice sounded. It was abnormally strong.

Lin Xuan stopped in his tracks. There was a hint of caution in his eyes.

He said in a low voice, "What, the Thousand Treasure Tower can't even bear to give out a scabbard?"

"Little friend, don't misunderstand. I want to talk to you." The red-robed elder appeared with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'm not here for some scabbard. I just want to talk to you!"

"Alright, what do you want to talk about?" Lin Xuan's heart moved.

He needed a powerful force to intimidate the mysterious green-haired man. If he could get closer to the Thousand Treasure Tower, then it would be the best.

"Little friend, this way please," the red-robed elder said with a smile.

Lin Xuan followed behind him and walked into an antique room.

"I wonder if Little Friend can take off the black robe?" the red-robed elder said. "I represent the Thousand Treasure Tower to discuss something with Little Friend. I absolutely have no malice."

"Okay!" Lin Xuan said solemnly. He waved his hand and put the black robe into his storage ring.

The red-robed elder looked at Lin Xuan, a hint of shock appearing in his eyes.

He knew that Lin Xuan was young, but he didn't expect that he would be so young.

This was clearly a youth!

"I wonder what Senior is looking for this brat for?" Lin Xuan asked politely.

"Huhu, heroes come from the youth!" the red-robed elder said while stroking his beard, "I want to ask if Little Friend is an inscription master?"

Done talking, he looked at Lin Xuan with a look of anticipation.

"En." Lin Xuan nodded. The old man's gaze made him feel somewhat nervous.

"Then do you know about the Inscription Tower?"

Lin Xuan shook his head. "I've been cultivating with my master in the mountains. I've only recently come out to explore the world."

For his own safety, he once again brought up his incorporeal master.

"Oh? I wonder who your master is? "the red-robed elder asked subconsciously.

"My master is very low-key," Lin Xuan lied.

"I wonder why Senior is looking for me?" He quickly changed the topic.

The red-robed elder didn't think much about it. After all, many experts liked to live in seclusion.

At that moment, he said slowly, "If possible, I would like to invite you to participate in a competition in the name of the Thousand Treasure Tower."

"It is said that the Inscription Tower was left behind by an inscription master. It is located at the border between the Xia Country and the Shadow Country."

"There are some unique inscriptions and inscriptions in it. It is a sacred place for inscriptionists."

"However, due to its geographical location, it is determined that it can't be occupied by any country alone."

"So every three years, the Xia Country and the Shadow Country will decide which side will enter by means of a martial arts competition."

"The Xia Country has lost twice in a row. This time, we can't lose again!"

There was a trace of anger and helplessness on the red-robed elder's face.

"If it is a competition, you shouldn't be looking for me, right?" Lin Xuan was puzzled. "Isn't it better to be an expert on the Hidden Dragon Roll?"

"Little friend, although it is a competition, the participants must be inscriptionists."

"Although there are many geniuses on the Hidden Dragon Roll, there are not many inscriptionists."

"Little friend, your soul power is the strongest I have ever seen. It is far beyond your peers."

Lin Xuan understood. Indeed, his soul force was much stronger than that of an ordinary first grade inscription master, let alone people of the same age.

"Don't worry. As long as you participate, you will be rewarded!" the red-robed elder said hurriedly when he saw that Lin Xuan was silent.

In his body, the Wine Lord said, "Little Xuan, if that Inscription Tower is real, you can go in and take a look."

Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat. He pondered for a moment and said slowly, "I wonder when this competition will start? I don't want to miss the Snow Seeking Sect's grand event. "

"Little friend, don't worry. This competition will be after the Snow Seeking Sect's grand event."

"If I win the competition, will I be able to get a spot to enter the Inscription Tower?" Lin Xuan asked in a deep voice.

The red-robed elder was stunned. His face suddenly sank.

A strong aura slowly overflowed, and the entire room became very oppressive.

Lin Xuan's Spiritual Sea shook and made a roaring sound. At the same time, he spread out his soul power to resist the pressure.

His expression didn't change. He slowly stretched out his hand and drew in the air.

An ancient inscription appeared in the air, emitting a strange light.

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