The white feather was stuffed into the young man's hand, and a light shield was applied to the young man's body.

Although the old man in blue had cast a certain spell on this young man, who was a mortal man, none of the people present had any objections.

Because anyone with a discerning eye can see that that spell is only the most ordinary defensive protection spell, it only prevents this young man from getting hurt, and the rest has no effect.

And when this slender white feather was tightly grasped by the mortal in his hand.

The old man in blue repeated that sentence several times in the ears of mortals.

"Are you...... A bird, a bird, a bird......"

Under the repeated complaints of the old man in blue containing mana, Fan Rao's eyes have gradually begun to blur, and he has lost his original sobriety......

"I'm a bird, I'm a bird, I want to fly, I want to fly, I want to ...... Fly...... Fly...... Fly ......"

Holding this slender white feather in his hand, the face of this mortal young man was completely free of the oppression and pain that he had been stared at by many monks before, on the contrary, his face was full of something called freedom!

He is a bird that can fly in the air, he can spread his wings and fly wherever he wants.

"I'm a bird...... I'm a bird...... I'm a bird......"

Under the eyes of everyone gathered, this mortal who had already cast a disturbing spell by the old man in blue...... Fly!

Fly!

Really flew!

The body flew very lightly!

It's like a dandelion, with this fantasy of thought, wherever he wants to fly, there seems to be a wind blowing to help him fly wherever the bird flies......

Fortunately, the main hall of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion was built very tall, and the floor of the hall was nearly 100 meters high from the top.

Even if you let this mortal man fly for a while, he won't fly to the top.

At this time, all the eyes of the audience had turned into hot eyes, staring closely at the mortal young man who was soaring freely.

The minimum cultivation of the people present was all the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, and those who could come this far from the thousands of Qi Condensation Layer cultivators were all smart people.

How could they not know why this mortal youth could fly?

You must know that from the beginning to the end of this mortal youth, there is not a trace of aura emanating from his body.

That is to say, this person is really an ordinary mortal who can no longer be ordinary, without any fraud!

The old man in blue didn't do anything to this mortal.

It's just a protective shield to protect a mortal's body, and another spell similar to controlling a person's mind.

The light mask is to protect mortals, so that they will not suddenly lose control and get injured during flight.

Spells that interfere with the mind are more inclined to illusions, in order to make mortals think that they are a bird, so that they can have the idea of taking off.

But you know, if a mortal just thinks about flying, will he be able to fly?

No way!

This mortal really thinks of himself as a bird even if he is in the middle of the night, and he will definitely not be able to fly!

So, the answer lies in this white slender feather!

This one feather

was also interested, he observed a few times the person who was thrown on the stage, it was indeed without the slightest aura in his body, and he was indeed an ordinary mortal who could no longer be ordinary.

And at this time, this mortal's face was pale, and even cold sweat broke out between his forehead, looking very nervous, which was indeed in line with the situation that mortals were noticed by many monks.

Otherwise, a monk who cultivates to a low level no matter what.

Once he is stared at by many seniors, his body will also take the initiative to run the exercises, trying to make himself feel as good as possible, but there is not the slightest aura coming out of this person's body, and he is indeed a mortal.

In the so-called attitude, this nine-colored glass phoenix doesn't know what function it can have, so he naturally doesn't care.

Yang Ye had some interest in his eyes.

When he was in Spirit Beast Mountain, he still consulted a lot of classics on various demon beasts and spirit beasts.

After all, Spirit Beast Mountain is mainly used to train and subdue demon beasts, and naturally there are the most records of all kinds of strange demon beasts.

However, although there are many jade slips that record demon beasts.

But for the Nine Colored Glass Phoenix, it is said that the demon beasts that appeared in the Machine Continent only appeared more than 100,000 years ago.

What is recorded in Spirit Beast Mountain is just a few sentences.

"Nine-colored glazed phoenix, shuttling through the void, unrestricted, nine-colored divine feathers, each showing their magical powers!"

Therefore, what the old man in blue did before also made Yang Ye a little strange.

After all, even the record of the Spirit Beast Mountain for the nine-colored glazed phoenix is only a mere sentence of "shuttling through the void, unrestricted, nine-colored divine feathers, each showing its magical powers!".

And the white feather of this old man's white feather has any magical powers, but it is unknown.

At this time, just the first auction item of the day has already attracted the curiosity of everyone present.

Facing the skeptical and incredulous gazes of everyone present, the old man in blue seemed to be very proud.

That's what he wants.

After looking around, the old man in blue suddenly said:

"You can put away the doubts in your hearts, I believe that the credibility of our Hundred Treasure Pavilion is still absolutely trustworthy!"

"In our Hundred Treasure Pavilion, there are already at least six Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators who have taken turns to inspect this white feather, and they have come to the conclusion that all of them are ...... This feather is indeed the white feather of the nine-colored glazed phoenix! There will be absolutely no mistake!"

"But just by the old man's words, I will definitely not satisfy you, next, I will show you the miraculous effect of this white feather!"

By the time the old man in blue had reached his last words, he had already mobilized the interest of all the people present.

They all want to see whether the so-called white feathers of the nine-colored glazed phoenix are real or fake?

After all, although the old man in blue said so, none of the people present really believed in the old man in blue.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are demon beasts and spirit beasts.

Most of the beasts that exist in the immortal cultivation realm are all demon beasts.

Only the kind of big guy that is rare and powerful to the limit, and has completely reached the level of being able to fight with the real powerhouses among the human beings, can be called a spirit beast!

The existence of the spirit beast was too illusory and ethereal, and everyone present did not believe in the existence of this creature.

Even, even if there really are any spirit beasts, then why would they appear in their machine continent? Even if they really have a machine continent