Half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and there is still a day left before the auction, Jun Ling has not yet been able to completely turn the Divine Sense Blade into a Divine Consciousness Hidden Weapon, but he has already been able to restrain the aura of the Divine Sense Blade, and it is not easy to be noticed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jun Ling cleaned up and went straight out to the auction.

"Valley Master, that female cultivator has already gone out to the auction." Upstairs not far from room 1758, a man with a white cedar was facing away from the door, listening to a report from a man in black.

"Do you need to bring her over now?" The man in black asked.

"Don't worry, you can't run." The man turned around and said, "Just let her go to the auction, and there will be no loss to us." ”

This man is full of black hair, except for his temples are white, his sword eyebrows are thick, his thin lips are slightly hooked, and his face is gentle.

"Yes." The man in black stepped back.

……

Jun Ling went straight to the auction, in fact, she didn't have anything to buy, or what she needed was not available at the auction.

What she needed was a large amount of cultivation resources, and she didn't come to the auction to buy things, but to sell them.

Jun Ling came to the door of the auction, the huge auction house was written with the words "Zhongtian Auction House", the entrance of the auction was crowded, there were people who wanted to buy tickets, and there were also private transactions, although it had not yet arrived at the auction, but the outside had become a city of its own.

"I want to see you in charge." Jun Ling came directly to the reception and said.

Several monks at the reception were dying, and suddenly a young nun came in and said that she wanted to see the steward, but they didn't want to pay attention to them.

A short, gray-clothed monk waved his hand impatiently, "The steward is very busy, and he doesn't see any guests." ”

"I have a senior here who asked me to give some things to the auction." Jun Ling was not in a hurry, and still said calmly, "I also came as instructed, saying that I must hand it over to the head of the auction house, if I am not free, then I will go back and report it truthfully." ”

The grey friar and the other monk looked at each other, a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Jun Ling turned around and left, without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing this, the grayfriar hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute......

Jun Ling turned around.

"I'll go and report to the steward...... As for whether he wants to see you, I'm not sure. ”

Jun Ling pretended to be impatient and waved his hand, and the gray-clothed monk pursed his lips when he saw this, and finally said nothing and turned to go in.

After a while, a man about forty years old with a goatee came out suspiciously, looked Jun Ling up and down and asked, "You are looking for me?" ”

"That's right." Jun Ling replied, "I have a business to discuss, but I don't know if you can do it." ”

Goatee snorted coldly, "It's not up to you to say whether I can call the shots." You'd better take it out and put it on the table, or you'll ......."

"See for yourself!" Jun Ling was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly handed Goatee a jade bottle.

Goatee took the jade bottle and simply pulled out the stopper.

Suddenly, he froze, his expression uncertain.

"It's ...... This is?! He raised his head in shock and quickly covered the mouth of the bottle, "Where did you come from?" ”

"Entrusted by someone." Jun Ling said impatiently, "Hurry up, can you call the shots, give a price, I have to go back to pay the difference." ”

"This fellow Daoist, you wait, wait, I'll report it right away." The goatee said quickly, his eyes signaling to the grey friar.

The gray-clothed monk hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoists, please, sit down and drink a cup of spiritual tea." ”

Jun Ling snorted and walked in proudly.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment, I will report it immediately." Goatee said.

"Hmm." Jun Ling flicked his clothes and said, "I'll just say that you can't be the master, look at you......"

"Yes...... goatee smiled to soothe Jun Ling, and then left in a hurry.

In a hall on the third floor of Zhongtian Auction House, two men and a woman are discussing the auction.

Suddenly, a goatee steward probed his brain, looking anxious.

"Lady is in charge." A man in a blue brocade suit in the hall shouted, "What is this for?" He frowned and looked at Luo Changji who came in.

"Elder Li, this, someone sent a bottle of something to be auctioned...... Luo Changji said hesitantly.

"The auction is about to start, and temporary consignments will not be accepted." Elder Li said unhappily, "Don't you know this? If you want to send a photo, wait for the next time. ”

"Yes, little one understands. But this thing ......," Luo Changji said, and took out the jade bottle to hand it over.

Elder Li was impatient and just wanted to scold him.

"Wait." The woman next to her, who was about thirty years old in a cyan dress, suddenly raised her hand to stop Elder Li and stepped forward to take the bottle.

"Ice Spirit Milk Spring......" she said in shock.

"What?" The purple-robed man, who had not spoken, hurriedly stepped over in a few steps and took the bottle.

"It's really the Ice Spirit Milk Spring!" He said in shock.

Luo Changji quietly breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that he would admit his mistake, and he was afraid that if this thing was true, he would be taught a lesson if he missed this thing.

A few people glanced at each other, and Elder Li asked Luo Changji, "What about the others?" ”

"Waiting outside......" said Luo Changji.

"Who is it?" The woman asked.

"It's supposed to run errands for people." Luo Changji remembered Jun Ling's arrogant appearance, and secretly despised him and continued, "She said that she was asking for someone, and I don't think the Ice Spirit Milk Spring looks like hers, and her performance doesn't look like a fake." ”

Luo Changji carefully described Jun Ling's every sentence and form.

"Hmph, interesting. Invite her in. The purple-robed man sat back in his position and turned the jade bottle in his hand.

When Jun Ling was waiting impatiently, the goatee hurriedly came out, trotted to Jun Ling and said politely, "Our consul general wants to talk to you in detail, please ...... here."

"Hmph, let me say, you can't be the master." Jun Ling raised his chin and said again.

"Yes, yes, it's a shame. This side please. ”

When Jun Ling came to the hall, she saw the three of them sitting precariously waiting for her.

"Yo, good pomp." Jun Ling said.

Sure enough, it's a muddy person. The woman in the blue dress thought and turned her head to look to the side disdainfully.

"Hello, I'm Cao Jingyang, the general manager of Zhongtian Auction House." The purple-robed man said, "What is this fellow Daoist called?" ”

"Jun Ling." Jun Ling sat down unceremoniously.

"Jun Daoyou, the auction is about to start, let's get straight to the point." Cao Jingyang said, "I don't know how many Taoist friends are like this?" ”

"That's what you say?" Jun Ling took out a large bucket from the storage bag at random, "Huh." ”

Cao Jingyang, Steward Li, and the woman in the cyan dress thought that a jade bottle of Ice Spirit Milk Spring was already rare, but they didn't expect Jun Ling to take out a bucket at random.

All three stared blankly at the bucket, which was casually placed on the table as if it were filled with ordinary water.

If it weren't for knowing in advance, no one would have thought that what was contained here was the Ice Spirit Milk Spring that had disappeared from the Zhongtian Heart Domain for 10,000 years.

Who the hell is this?

A few people looked at Jun Ling blankly, only to see that she was knocking on the table with an indifferent and impatient face, "Hurry up, hurry up, do you want to do this business, I'm still waiting to go back and pay the errand!" ”

（…… To be continued. Good night friends! (To be continued.) )