"Why don't you take a closer look?" said Long Zun, looking sideways at the back of the mustachioed auctioneer.

"It's nothing to look at, do you still want to use one Spiritual Qi Pill to replace the rest of the six thousand Spiritual Qi Pills. The mustachioed auctioneer didn't look back, and his feet didn't stop, and after two sentences, he had already walked to the door of the private room.

"Don't you think that the elixir in the porcelain vase is familiar to you, I advise you to take another look, don't jump to conclusions, maybe because of your mistakes, your auction house will lose a lot of business. Long Zun crossed Erlang's legs, and his two arms were simply put behind his head.

The mustachioed auctioneer's hand, which had been reaching for the armrest of the door, stopped, frowned suddenly, and stood motionless in front of the door without knowing what he was thinking.

After a few moments, he turned abruptly, and rushed to the table in three steps and two steps, grabbed the white porcelain bottle he had thrown on the table, and carefully uncorked it.

He poured out the pill inside, carefully studied it in the palm of his hand for a long time, and finally looked at Long Zun with a little hesitation, "This is true." ”

Long Zun smiled lightly and said, "You should know if it's true, you just came into contact with it not long ago." ”

The mustachioed auctioneer looked down for a long time, and then said to the waitress next to him, "You go and invite Master Lin." ”

The waitress was still holding the Qingfeng sword that the mustachioed auctioneer had brought back from Lihuo's hand, and said, "What about this Qingfeng sword!"

"Put it here first, rest assured, no one dares to grab something in our auction house, not to mention that I'm still here watching." The mustachioed auctioneer looked a little impatient and waved his hand, "Go quickly, please come over quickly." ”

Only then did the waitress put down the Qingfeng sword beside the mustachioed auctioneer, turned around and left the private room.

The mustachioed auctioneer looked at the elixir in his hand for a while before putting it back into the porcelain bottle, but the porcelain bottle was held in his hand and not thrown on the table as before.

When!when!

Outside the door of the private room, there were several crisp knocks.

"Invited so soon. The mustachioed auctioneer walked a few steps to the door of the private room, and when he opened it, he saw a waitress walking in from the outside with a tray.

It turned out that it was the waitress who had given Long Zun to get the preserved fruit before, and brought the preserved fruit.

"Come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time to bring the preserved fruit. Through the mustache auctioneer's failure to completely block the vacancy outside the door of the house, Long Zun saw the waitress holding a tray outside the door, and hurriedly beckoned the other party into the private room.

Although the mustachioed auctioneer was very unhappy with Long Zun, he still gave up his place and let the waitress into the private room.

When the waitress put the tray with the preserved fruit on the table, Long Zun couldn't wait to pick up the tray and the preserved fruit inside, and the other free hand grabbed a piece of preserved fruit, threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Well, well, yes, the preserved fruit you have here tastes very good, I really want to stay here and not leave, and eat enough at once." Long Zun ate it again and again, while tasting it.

The mustachioed auctioneer's face darkened even more, the balance of the Qingfeng Sword had not been settled before, and now he dared to sit with such a big thorn, and he was still eating the free food provided by the auction house.

Seeing this, he really couldn't stand it, so he said: "Even if the big pill in the porcelain vase is real, but only this one is not enough to pay off the balance of the Qingfeng Sword, you still have to think about how to pay off the remaining balance." ”

"What? The porcelain vase contains the Spiritual Qi Pill. His eyes tightened when he saw the mustache auctioneer take out the pill in the porcelain vase, he felt familiar, but he didn't think much about it, he still thought it was the Aura Pill.

At this time, as soon as he heard the mustache auctioneer say, he realized that the mustache auctioneer's previous pouring in the palm of his hand was indeed very similar to the Da Huan Dan that was auctioned at the auction before.

Not only him, but the martial arts who had been leaning against the window of the private room were even more stunned, if it was said that the Great Returning Pill was of no use to a martial arts powerhouse like Lihuo, so he would not particularly care about it, but for a cultivator of the Martial Master Realm like him, a Great Returning Pill was likely to make him have no bumps in the road to becoming a Great Martial Master.

Instead, he looked at Long Zun with a fiery gaze, if Long Zun said that he would exchange one big pill for ten small pills in his hand, he would definitely change it immediately without even stumbling.

Long Zun, who took out the Great Returning Pill, looked calm, swallowed the preserved fruit in his mouth, and said indifferently: "I have already said it, it is a big business, and I will naturally pay the final balance when the time comes." ”

The mustachioed auctioneer snorted coldly in his heart, knowing that what Long Zun said was right, if he could come up with enough big Dan, not only would he be able to pay off the balance owed by Qingfeng Sword, but if he had enough Dan, he might be able to make a profit.

However, when the auction house buys things from the sellers, there is naturally an appraiser to assess the value, and he is naturally not involved as an auctioneer, so he can only wait for the maid who left to invite Master Lin earlier.

"There is no wine, why don't you serve wine, how can you treat guests like this. When Long Zun wanted to drink, he found that the wine jug was empty, and immediately shouted dissatisfied.

The waitress on the side did not have the order of the mustachioed auctioneer, so naturally she did not dare to go outside to get the drink, so she could only pretend not to hear it and stand motionless.

"Such a big auction house, the service attitude is so stingy that I can't even take a pot of wine, don't worry, I'll give money. Long Zun grumbled.

The mustachioed auctioneer couldn't help it at this time, and retorted: "Do you know what kind of wine that pot of wine you drink? It is a five-immortal brew, which is brewed with five different spirit fruits, and such a small pot is worth a hundred spiritual qi pills, so there is still no place to buy it if you have money." ”

"What kind of five immortal brews, it actually costs a hundred spiritual qi pills, and it is not as good as my wine!" Don't say a hundred spiritual qi pills on Long Zun's body, even twenty spiritual qi pills can't be taken out.

So, he simply took out the flask containing monkey wine in his storage space and put it directly on the table.

"Come, come, come, give you a taste of the wine I have brought. Long Zun beckoned everyone and poured a glass for everyone, but fortunately there were enough wine glasses.

The turquoise monkey wine stays quietly in the wine glass like a piece of crystal jasper, and the unique aroma of the monkey wine quickly fills the air around it.

Just smelling it makes you feel appetizing, and you can't help but want to take a sip.

"You're welcome, drink, this is my treasured monkey wine, if you don't want to drink it, then you're welcome. Long Zun greeted, picked up the wine glass first, and drank some monkey wine inside.

The monkey wine is in the stomach, the aroma of wine is tangy, and there is the aroma of wine between the lips and teeth, which has not dissipated for a long time.

The martial arts on the side couldn't help it for a long time, and when he saw Long Zun drinking the monkey wine in the cup, Ma Shan picked up another wine glass and drank it in the same gulp, then his face became strange, and then he simply sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice and dissolve the wine.

Lihuo looked at the appearance of the martial arts, and it didn't seem like there was any problem, so he retracted his gaze, picked up the cup of monkey wine on his side, put it in his nose and smelled it, "Yes, but it is a good wine, and if you drink it regularly, it will also have a lot of benefits for cultivators." ”

After speaking, he tilted his head and drank the monkey wine in the cup, and took a sip with his mouth, sipping off a few drops of monkey wine stuck to his lips.

(End of chapter)