Lizhan's sphere of influence is not small, and of course there are a lot of interests that can be explored, making some cultivation resources here, the business of medicinal herbs and elixirs, and heaven and earth treasure materials is often more profitable than in those smaller remote towns, and a lot of monks want to get a piece of the pie here. And the most profitable business in the stack is not the "Tiangongfang", which accounts for sixty percent of the magic weapon trading share here, and it is not the largest pill trading place "Huangcao Garden", but the auction house of the stack.

Just this one auction house, according to the estimation of a monk with experience, the daily trading volume is no less than 100,000 spirit liquid, which is a fortune that the immortals will not ignore, but since the day the stack was established, there has never been a conflict over the interests of this place. There is no other reason than the owner of the auction house, who is also the guardian of the Leave, a super monk whose name is unknown. Long before the scorpion tiger was the party, the stack had been guarded by him, and then the scorpion tiger was born, coveting the huge interests of the stack, and wanted to directly and forcibly occupy this place, but the nest came out, but only faced a monk and had to leave this place in disgrace, and did not dare to set foot in this place for decades, which shows the strength of this monk.

Some people rumor that this monk is actually a personal entourage of Emperor Tianmang, and the whole world is not the king's land, and he can't tolerate the existence of such an unofficial monk gathering place in the world, so he specially sent to guard this place; Some people say that in fact, this powerful monk was a native of this place, but later he became successful and returned to his hometown in fine clothes and became the guardian of this place; Some people even say that this great monk is not a human race, but a mountain god here, a natural god, in order not to be destroyed by the monks, he specially transformed into a guard here, so he is so powerful.

But in any case, it shows the power of this mysterious power that no one knows, and his existence represents the rules of leaving the stack, and for a day it exists, the rules of leaving the stack will not change, and those who dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool will soon be hung on the peach tree in front of the auction house that can bloom bright red flowers all year round.

The monk spread the rumor, and the great monk never came to explain, until the monk's speculation was gradually realized. But the rumors stop at the wise, and those who have really seen this monk will not show much surprise, at this time, there are four monks standing in front of this legendary monk of the stack, are they not the four "strange people" who caused a sensation in the stack that day?

The monk had no outstanding bearing, he was young, handsome and even a little charming, and if it weren't for a dazzling Adam's apple, it might not be so easy to distinguish between men and women. At this time, he was covering his red lips with his slender hands as white as ivory, and said with a coquettish smile:

"Yo~ How can Xiao Shishi have time to come here as a teacher? But miss me? As he spoke, he winked at the white-clothed monk who was headed.

"Master Lin is up, and the students are disturbed." At this time, the white-clothed monk was extremely well-behaved, still with a cold face at any time, but she could clearly detect her respect, and the three of them were also well-behaved, not as chic and uninhibited as they were on the street.

"Don't bother, don't bother~ What are you coming back for this time?" The monk who was called Lin Shi didn't say anything, and still smiled coquettishly.

"Scorpion Tiger." The white-clothed monk was concise and to the point, seemingly without the slightest expression of emotion, but his face was obviously even more cold.

The monk also opened his mouth in surprise, and lay back on the bench behind him lazily for a long time, and said lightly:

"I know, I know, I still have a mission, I can't leave here, I can only wish you a victory."

"Thank you, Master Lin, I'll step back." Seeing that the monk who was lying down did not intend to say more, the white-clothed monk chose to leave, bent down and saluted, and slowly retreated.

Just as he was about to leave, the monk who seemed to have fallen asleep suddenly spoke: "Be careful on this trip, you can take this thing, and it will be beneficial to go to today's auction." ”

The white-clothed monk took the thing thrown over, and when he saw it, it was a scroll, which he carefully put away, and the white-clothed monk immediately thanked him: "Thank you, Master Lin." ”

But "Master Lin" obviously didn't intend to deal with him anymore, and didn't make any noise, seeing this, the white-clothed monk and the three people behind him bowed respectfully three times, and turned to leave.

Let's say that Zhao Lingzhu finally walked around the inn for most of the time, and finally arrived at the last stop of the inn, and the long-term guests were the most admired off the stack auction house. Seriously, Zhao Lingzhu was reluctant to leave the stack like this, here he was deeply attracted by the life of a monk, and sighed that this is my destination for being a monk, but Zhao Lingzhu was not dazzled by the scenery here after all, and stopped moving, Zhao Lingzhu will eventually miss the more beautiful scenery in the distance, Beichenzhou County, the most luxurious city between a state, where is his real stage!

After carefully looking at the special peach tree in front of the auction house, Zhao Lingzhu felt the unique power contained in it, and his curiosity about the auction house became even heavier. I no longer hesitated, and one step was as fast as stepping into the auction house.

At the same time, in a private room of the auction house, four "strange people" were among them, the blue-eyed monk "Mingzhu" was talking to the other two, and the white-clothed monk was quietly listening.

"Old Hanako, to be honest, do you have a crush on that kid?" Mingzhu asked the ragged old man.

"And said that I, don't you also like it, and you want others to look at your sword, yo, it's really sour."

"That's it." The Taoist with the flag is also joining in the fun.

"Hey, it's true, we don't have a letter in this line, it's good to find a successor as soon as possible, save the master's means and break it when I get to it, that kid, don't say, he has such a kendo cultivation at a young age, with a little training, our swordsmanship will be carried forward by him! It's a pity...... By the way, poetry?, why did you stop me at that time, but I fought with him, it can be regarded as letting him see the sky and the earth, even if he can't be accepted as an apprentice, he should also give good guidance when he meets such an excellent fellow junior, what are you doing with me? "Saying that, Ming Zhu did have some strange reasons to lead the topic to the white-clothed monk's poem? Body, he had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

"If you are so careless and fight him to the death, sixty percent of you will be beheaded by his sword!" Poem? He hesitated for a moment, as if he was considering, and then calmly said something in an affirmative tone that surprised the other three.

"No, that little guy is just a Purple Mansion!" Mingzhu's eyes widened, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, but he was an earth immortal, he wouldn't hear it wrong, and he looked at the poem? The expression of the immortal, several people who know him very well know, I am afraid that what he said is true, poetry? He is the most advanced of the four, and he has a serious personality, and he will not be untargeted, I am afraid that he really feels something to say such a thing. But it's still too crazy, just a Purple Mansion monk, Ming Zhu can't imagine how he can defeat himself anyway.

Sober to calm himself down, he still didn't follow the words: "That's really interesting, if it's this time, if there is a chance, I really want to see, is there really such a young genius at this time......"

"Well," the whitefriar was noncommittal.

When the middle-aged monk with the flag in his hand came out to play the round: "Look, the auction has begun!" ”

At this time, Zhao Lingzhu also happened to sit in his own seat, seeing that a monk on the auction table had already walked up to the stage, Zhao Lingzhu knew that the auction had begun.