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But the only fly in the ointment is that it's too hot. Even if you touch a ray of sunlight, you will feel extremely irritable.

But Wang Yifan and Mu Yan's master and apprentice were lying leisurely in the beast cart, enjoying the coolness brought by the formation comfortably. Of course, the word "lying" here only applies to Wang Yifan.

"Master, didn't we go to Thousand Blades Peak last time?" Mu Yan was lying on the side of the window, expressing his incomprehension of the master's second participation in the Thousand Blades Peak assembly.

"Hmm..."

Wang Yifan was half-lying on his own, his eyes were closed, and the figure of a beautiful woman unconsciously flashed in his mind, and he said in a weak heart: "The master needs to supplement some materials." This battle of the Six Sects consumed too many of my spiritual tools and potions. We must take advantage of this rally to make up for it. Otherwise, how can there be capital to start a sect. As he spoke, he pretended to roll over and let out a long breath.

"Oh."

When Mu Yan heard this, he didn't think about it. Because neither "materials" nor "founding a sect" are within the scope of his understanding and interests.

Therefore, when he saw the master turn to sleep, he stopped talking. and silently closed the curtain of the beast cart and redevoted himself to cultivation.

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Half a month later, the beast cart fell to the Thousand Blades Peak again.

For this place, the master and apprentice are already familiar with the road.

However, compared with the last time, this rally is more lively.

Perhaps in order to make up for the losses in the war, the number of places in this "Daoshan Introductory Test" has been changed from the top ten to the top twenty. Although the difference between the two is not much, it has actually doubled. The requirements for admission have been greatly relaxed.

Therefore, the participants of this "test" are particularly confident.

On this day, Wang Yifan was taking Mu Yan to participate in the auction of Jinguang Pavilion. But because I went too late and there were too many people, I could only stand in a corner near the door.

But before he could stay long, he heard a shout from outside the attic door: "Get out of the way, whose doll is in front of the door, don't take it away quickly." ”

Wang Yifan subconsciously pulled Mu Yan over and turned his head to take a look.

I saw a tall man with triangular eyes, pushing through the crowd and pushing in. That big man, about nine feet tall, with heavy steps, was obviously a martial cultivator above the fourth order. And his palm is very large, like a fan. Ordinary merchants, like grass in his hands, have no power to resist at all. But when it came to Wang Yifan, it was no longer difficult to move.

He stretched out his hands forward, and was about to exert his strength again, but he felt that his right hand seemed to touch the stone wall, and he did not move.

"Brother, please obey the order of the assembly. This place is under the location of the apprentices. I'm afraid I can't give you in vain. Wang Yifan looked at the big man in front of him and spoke indifferently.

The big man's eyes were vigilant, and he secretly released his senses, and found that he couldn't detect the other party's cultivation, so he put away his big hand and said intimidatingly: "It turned out to be a master, judging by your age, you should also be a participant in this test." If you know each other, get out of the way quickly, otherwise you don't want to join Daoshan! ”

"Oh, do you need your permission to join Daoshan?" Wang Yifan laughed when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask. Although he was not interested in the "Knife Mountain Introductory Test", what the other party said made him very curious.

"What's going on?"

Before the big man could speak, a male voice sounded behind him.

The person who came was sword-eyed, starry-eyed, big-eyed and white-faced, and looked like he was in his early twenties. is a young and proud rich son.

And the big man turned around and arched his hand, his face was flustered, and he said, "Less... Young Lord..."

"You can't do this little thing, what use do you want!" The young man folded his hands behind his back, his tone was flat, and the expression on his face was unusually indifferent.

But the big man heard it like a lightning strike, and fell to his knees with a pop, "Young master forgive your sins!" ”

The young man didn't make a sound, but ignored it with Wang Yifan, and walked to the front of the Jinguang Pavilion, Yun Yuan said: "Down, Ji Qing." Ask the Pavilion Master to come out and speak. ”

The Jinguang Pavilion was crowded with people, and there was a little noise outside the door, which was not noticeable. But the young man's words that drove Yuan Li made everyone stunned.

"Ji Gongzi!"

The old man in the Golden Light Pavilion has gray hair. Although the cultivation is not high, it is also a third-order Fa cultivation. Therefore, when he also heard the young man's words in his ears, he subconsciously blurted out and looked up.

Sure enough, I saw a person at the door, very similar to the son.

Therefore, he immediately put down the lot in his hand and walked out of the crowd. And after seeing the person who came, he saluted respectfully: "Oh, it turned out to be Ji Gongzi, I'm really sorry." It was noisy in the pavilion, and the old man couldn't greet him in time, so I hope to bear with me. ”

"It's okay, there should still be a vacant seat in the cabinet." The young man's expression was still flat, neither courteous nor flattering. And he has already stepped in while speaking.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly turned sideways and gave way with his chin bowed. After he walked into the pavilion, he turned around and followed. He hurriedly summoned two attendants and set up a set of tables and chairs at the closest place to the auction table.

During the whole process, neither of them mentioned the conflict at the door.

As a party, Wang Yifan also watched coldly and did not express any opinions. I only silently added an Internet emoji in my mind: I don't speak, I'll take a look.

After the hiccup, the auction in the Golden Light Pavilion naturally continued.

However, the next auction process made a group of merchants re-realize the true meaning of the words "worth a lot of money".

"Sea crystal sand, an excellent material for casting water-based spirit tools, is also one of the accessories for upgrading water-based spirit tools. A total of 300 catties, the reserve price is 3,000 spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than 100 spirit stones. The old man pointed to a box of green crystal sand on the table and explained slowly.

"Three thousand." Wang Yifan lifted his feet off the ground, raised his body an inch, hung far away from the crowd, and said lightly.

And the little apprentice Mu Yan also sat on Xiao Hachi, floating quietly beside the master.

"Good! The guest officer bid three thousand, and has there been..."

"Three thousand one hundred."

"Four thousand."

"Four thousand one hundred."

"Five thousand."

“...”

After several bids in succession, Wang Yifan finally won Haijingsha with 5,000 spirit stones. Moreover, he also attracted the attention of most of the merchants in the Golden Light Pavilion.

But this was just the beginning, and after he won the lot with a spirit stone that was nearly twice the original price several times in a row, everyone in the pavilion finally couldn't sit still.

"Bai Lao, if you patronize the auction and can't get the spirit stone, I'm afraid it's not in line with the rules of your pavilion." A merchant seemed to point out, deliberately raised his throat, and said sarcastically.

Bai Lao is the old man who presided over the auction. When he heard what he said, he glanced at the young man behind him, nodded and said, "This guest officer is reasonable, come here." Go and check whether the guest officer who has just bid for a few lots has enough spirit stones. If you can't pay, then..."

Before the old man's words fell, Wang Yifan's spirit stone bag had already fallen on the auction table.

"Without further ado, let's go ahead."

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