Mo Lingxuan also laughed and didn't say anything more.

He's telling the truth, but no one will believe it...

The time of the day passed quickly.

Early the next morning, Shen Qiuling came to Mo Lingxuan's temporary residence and personally entertained him to the auction banquet.

When he came to the venue, Mo Lingxuan glanced at it casually, it was all black, and the originally huge circular auction hall was almost full.

The seating at the site is also divided into three levels.

From low to high, they are the Silver, Gold, and Purple Gold seats.

Silver and gold are the vast majority of the public guest seats, and are generally offered to the elders of the top powers, the worshippers, or second-tier figures such as the royal family of the Duke of Qianlan.

The Zijin seats that are independent of each pavilion have a special maid to serve them, and in addition, they also provide an overdraft privilege of 20 million yuan stones.

This is specially provided to the sect master-level figures of the major top forces in the Northern Regions.

"Young Master Mo, please come with me. ”

Shen Qiuling said softly, led Mo Lingxuan, and directly arranged a Purple Gold Pavilion for him.

In the Zijin Pavilion, there is not only a huge True Yuan Light Curtain that looks at the entire auction hall, but also a crystal stone with the fluctuation of Yuan Power, marked nine, which is also used in the bidding.

"Thank you. ”

Mo Lingxuan was not polite, wherever he sits, it was the same, he was only interested in the rumored divine relics.

"Young Master Mo doesn't have to be polite. ”

Shen Qiuling smiled gently, and at the same time said to the other two maids, "You guys retreat." ”

She knew that Mo Lingxuan was a person who liked to be quiet.

Mo Lingxuan saw all this in his eyes and nodded secretly, this girl's handling of things is indeed very thoughtful.

"The auction banquet is about to start, Qiu Ling, as the host, it's almost time to start preparing, Master Mo, I'm missing first. ”

After pondering for a moment, Shen Qiuling said again, bowing slightly towards Mo Lingxuan.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Mo Lingxuan nodded, and Shen Qiuling immediately retreated.

However, at this moment, a slightly discordant cold voice suddenly sounded from not far away: "Zijin Seat, do you really dare to sit on it? The Divine Pavilion is also ridiculous enough, and it will treat you as a guest." ”

Looking over his head, Mo Lingxuan suddenly discovered that there was a 'familiar' figure in the Purple Gold Pavilion not far away, which was none other than the Deputy Sect Master of Beixuan, Situ Po.

Beside him, there was also an old man who practiced the Void Realm, who was obviously also a sect master-level figure in the Northern Regions.

"You dare to sit on such a waste, why don't I?"

Mo Lingxuan's face was joyless and carefree, and he responded indifferently, not taking the other party seriously at all.

Yesterday, this Situ Po lost all his face, but today he came to speak strongly, as the head of a sect, his state of mind cultivation is so narrow, it is difficult to become a big tool.

"Junior, sometimes, it's not a good thing to be too sharp. Don't think that if you take the next shot, you will be lawless. ”

This time, it was the old man who practiced the virtual realm beside Situ Po who spoke, although it was in an elder's tone, but there was a faint threat in his words.

This person is the leader of the Hundred Refining Sect, Ram Hong, and an existence on an equal footing with characters like Shen Cang.

"You are not qualified to say such things to me for the sake of disrespect. ”

After Mo Lingxuan glanced coldly at the self-righteous Ram Hong, he didn't bother to pay attention to it anymore and walked into the Purple Gold Pavilion.

These flies are too noisy.

Situ Po's old faces turned red, and there was a great sense of shame, Mo Lingxuan was the first to dare to ignore them so much.

"Brother Ram, please help me at that time. ”

After a while, Situ Pocai took a deep breath and arched his hand towards Ram Hong, his eyes showing coldness.

"Naturally, your Northern Xuanzong has been friends with me for generations, as long as this son dares to come out of the Divine Pavilion, this seat will definitely help you kill this son, although the Divine Pavilion has a transcendent status, but it will definitely not dare to ignore my Hundred Refining Sect. ”

Ram Hong nodded slightly and responded proudly.

Situ Po showed a satisfied smile at this time, and he was about to make a move on Mo Lingxuan after the auction banquet in the Divine Pavilion.

However, at that time, the Divine Pavilion will inevitably intervene, and with the energy of his Northern Xuanzong, it is far from enough.

But the Hundred Refining Sect is different, among the seven top forces in the Northern Regions, the Divine Pavilion is the first, and the Hundred Refining Sect is the second.

With the help of the Hundred Refining Sect, presumably the Divine Pavilion would not easily become an enemy of the two forces of them.

......

The auction banquet soon began, and the auction table below was surrounded by many objects hidden by red cloth.

Shen Qiuling, who was dressed in light yellow clothes, suddenly fell to the center of the vast auction table, his eyes were smiling, and he was extremely moving, making the young martial artists in the venue have fiery eyes and an uproar.

It can be seen that Shen Qiuling is quite popular among the younger generation in the Northern Regions.

And even in the face of many big figures in the Northern Regions, Shen Qiuling still did not have the slightest fluster, and behaved generously and decently.

In this way, it also made Mo Lingxuan secretly praise, thinking about it, Shen Qiuling should be cultivated as the heir of the Divine Pavilion.

After an opening speech, Shen Qiuling went straight to the point and began to preside over the auction of the first item.

"The first auction item is called Fengxing Hidden Clothes, it is a high-grade spiritual weapon, wearing hidden clothes, even the powerhouses in the late stage of the Purple Mansion Realm cannot be easily detected, for low-level martial artists, it should be a rare treasure to protect their lives!"

Shen Qiuling's soft voice slowly fell, like a heavenly sound, which made people feel extremely comfortable: "The starting price is two million yuan." ”

"Two million and one million. ”

"Two and a half million. ”

"Two and a half million. ”

“......”

Suddenly, there was a sound of bidding, although this popular hidden clothes are useless for the major sect master-level figures, but it is excellent to buy them for juniors.

"The second auction item is a spirit-level high-grade martial art called the Wind Breaking Palm, which has been cultivated to the fullest, and can resist the power of the wind, with infinite power, and the bidding price is three million yuan stone. ”

After the popular hidden clothes were auctioned, Shen Qiuling continued to unveil the next one.

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.

Mo Lingxuan and the others in the No. 9 Purple Gold Pavilion all felt drowsy, after all, those things in the auction were ordinary things to him, and they couldn't be looked at at all.

"Now, there are only the last four finales of more than 20 auction items, and the next one must have been heard of by all of you. ”

"This object is a mysterious jade box, although it looks ordinary, no one can open it. Rumors, which contain relics of the gods, however, rumors are only rumors after all, and there is no way to verify the specifics. ”

"Because of its uncertain factors, the reserve price of the auction is only 10 million yuan. ”

It wasn't until Shen Qiuling finally unveiled the rumored divine relic that Mo Lingxuan regained his spirits.

Other people's spiritual sense could not penetrate the jade box to probe its essence, but Mo Lingxuan was different.

As long as the eyes of the gods and demons are opened, everything will be presented.