Chapter 2505 Really Is a Trap
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Ling Chuxi had a bit of hatred for the rich, Ling Chuxi looked at the ruined tower again, and suddenly found something strange.
Although this remnant imprint, regardless of appearance and aura, is exactly the same as the remnant imprint of her martial soul, but I remember when she got the remnant imprint of the spirit, and when Mr. Zi Tianwang handed the imprint of the other side to her, It did not exude such endless coercion, simple and restrained, and there was no such sharp edge.
Judging from her experience in refining tools, the higher the quality of the spiritual tool, the more simple and simple it is, showing its edge everywhere, but it is inferior.
The ruined pagoda in front of him obviously does not match the rhyme of the artifact's return to its original nature.
Ling Chuxi has completely calmed down now, and looks more and more carefully.
wrong! After carefully observing the remnant tower over and over again, Ling Chuxi finally discovered that some of the extremely subtle aspects of this remnant were still different from the remnants on her body, and they could not fit together completely.
"Could it be a fake?" Ling Chuxi had a strange thought in her mind.
Ling Chuxi frowned and pondered, if it was a fake, why should it be auctioned at the Wushuang auction? From what she had heard before, the Wushuang auction should not intentionally auction fakes.
Unless, they don't know that this Martial Soul Remnant Seal is fake. So, did the person who sent the photo know that the residual seal was fake? Looking for the Wushuang auction, is it intentional or unintentional?
If it was intentional, where did he get this forged imprint, and how could it be so vividly forged?
Ling Chuxi suddenly remembered her previous guess, the conclusion that this auction seemed to be tailor-made for her, and her heart was shocked. In her mind, a figure also appeared: Xia Yin Tianqi!
Xia Yintianqi has spent thousands of years in order to obtain Sumeru Bodhi, and it is impossible to give up. It has not appeared for such a long time, just because the sky is too big, he does not know where he has gone, and he must try his best to find himself. 's whereabouts.
Is this peerless auction just a trap?
Cold sweat broke out on Ling Chuxi's forehead. If this was really a trap, wouldn't she have thrown herself into the trap.
She forced herself to calm down, and calmly looked around in the auction.
At the side and rear of the auction table, an old man in a gray robe sat upright and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, and a divine sense quietly glanced towards the auction floor. After a short pause on those who participated in the auction, they probed towards the others.
At this time, the auction in the auction house was already extremely fierce, and each and every rare treasure was released one after another.
This divine sense is exactly the one that explored the auction floor earlier.
Ling Chuxi had wondered before that if this divine sense was only to protect the auction items, why should everyone in the auction room be searched over and over again? Now, based on her own guesses, she vaguely guessed his intentions.
If this person was really instructed by Xia Yintianqi to search for his whereabouts, as long as the news of the Martial Soul Remnant Pagoda was released, he would likely appear in the auction. Seeing such an ancient artifact, everyone is inevitably excited, but they are different, because there is already one party's residual imprint, and I definitely hope to get other residual imprints. Moreover, seeing so many people participating in the auction, it is inevitable to be nervous and worried, and the mood is different from others.
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