Jiao Lengshan and An Zhisu digested for a moment, and continued: "The senior monks of the Fayan Sect and the Huixin Sect have all entered that ancient tomb, and from the ancient tomb, they have found several ancient magic weapons of Buddhism and Taoism, and the worry-free rosary worn by Ye Changsheng came from here. ”

An Zhisu was already a little numb with shock, and then thought of hearing the quarrel between Taixu Zhenren and Daoyun Master on the way here, and nodded instinctively.

An Zhisu finally understood why the Buddha Gate, the Dao Gate, and the Demon Gate were so interested in the twelve jade carvings that were about to be auctioned.

An ancient tomb hides so many treasures, how can the owner of the tomb be an ordinary person?

There is no doubt that among the twelve jade carvings, they must have been integrated into the comprehension of the tomb owner for many years, and into the Tao that he had comprehended.

Because of this, Ye Changsheng compared the twelve jade carvings to twelve cultivation secret books.

In An Zhisu's view, the mystery that jade carving can present and the Tao that can be embodied are far more accurate than words.

Who can't be tempted by such a treasure?

The Ten Thousand Nations Domain of the Tianxuan Continent was originally weak in spiritual energy and scarce cultivation resources, so that the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Nations Domain were naturally a head short in front of the cultivators of the other three major domains.

Because of this, the twelve jade carvings containing the supreme charm are even more precious and rare, and more attractive.

An Zhisu couldn't help but regret it, when he lived in Red Leaf Villa as a child, he should have learned about this, but now he realizes that he has lost his first hand.

Jiao Lengshan saw An Zhisu's remorse, and comforted: "I can't blame you for this, the headquarters also got the news from Master Juetong of Cifu Temple by chance not long ago, so the old man came in a hurry, and he didn't have time to visit you, so he came here directly." ”

The headquarters that Jiao Lengshan said was naturally the headquarters of the Tianxuan Continent Refiner Guild, which was in charge of the refiner guilds of all the principalities in the Ten Thousand Kingdoms region.

An Zhisu Zhengse asked, "Lao Jiao, what do you need us to do?"

Jiao Lengshan took out a token, handed it to An Zhisu, and said solemnly: "Mobilize all the resources that can be mobilized, cooperate with the old man, and join the auction of jade carvings!"

An Zhisu took the token with both hands and lowered his head.

As one of the eight elders of the headquarters, Jiao Lengshan's level was originally higher than that of the president of the Principality Refinery Guild, and besides, he still came on the orders of the headquarters, so naturally he could not tolerate the slightest negligence.

Jiao Lengshan was afraid that An Zhisu would not pay enough attention to it, so he reminded again: "Lao An, I have already observed two of these jade carvings last night, if it weren't for Master Yuan Ke of the Huixin Sect, who woke me up with the roar of the King Kong lion, I am afraid that I have been addicted to it, so this auction, we are bound to win!"

An Zhisu was Ling Ran in his heart, Jiao Lengshan was a senior five-grade refiner, his spiritual power was strong, and his heart was firm, far above him.

Even Jiao Lengshan can't hold the mind, which shows how subtle and profound the Taoist rhyme contained in the jade carving is.

This time, An Zhisu came to the post house to see those jade carvings, but when he heard Jiao Lengshan's words, he didn't have a heart.

When the jade carving is photographed, I have time to see it, but now I have to be busy preparing.

The parties participating in the auction this time include the Huixin Sect, the Fayan Sect, the Fuji Sect, the Cifu Temple, the Daomen Yuanqing Palace, the Zixia Palace, the Three Sword Dao, the One Unity Dao, and the Confucian Sect Wenshan Academy and the Glory Academy.

The Demon Gate will also send agents to participate in the auction, and there are some cultivation sects that know the inside story, and these forces should not be underestimated.

Although it is not yet known what the rules of the auction will be, there is no doubt that the bidding price of each jade carving will be staggering, and it must not be measured by secular standards.

With Anzhisu's guess, the auction is to the end, and barter is the most likely.

The Refiner Guild has already slowed down by half a beat, and if it doesn't actively prepare, I'm afraid that it won't even be able to take down a statue under the attack of many forces.

This is not only about the well-being of the Alchemist Guild, but also about the face of the Alchemist Guild.

The matter was serious, An Zhisu and the elder said goodbye to Jiao Lengshan and walked quickly towards the outside of the post house.

The door opened, and with a snort, a sword light flew straight towards An Zhisu as fast as lightning.

"Bang!"

An Zhisu raised his big hand, and the aura in front of his palm turned, shattering the flying sword light.

The face of the attacking warrior turned pale, and he hurriedly put away his sword, and said in a panic: "Master An forgives the sin, I still think it is ...... below."

"Get out of here!"

An Zhisu's expression was furious, his big sleeves waved, and a cold light flew forward.

The middle-aged samurai's face was suddenly pierced with countless blood holes, and he fell to the ground screaming, covering his face with his hands, and rolling.

The other samurai who dodged out of the way let out a cold sweat and looked at An Zhisu with fear.

An Zhisu didn't bother to pay attention, snorted coldly, got into the carriage and walked away.

The monks and real people in the post house are busy observing and understanding the jade carvings, and they cannot be disturbed.

But these spies and samurai are still moths rushing upwards with all their might, and they are simply dying.

An Zhisu probably understood the calculation of the King of Beihai, and the people who died in front of the Ye Family Post House would eventually be counted on Ye Changsheng's head.

Every time one more person dies, the world's antipathy towards Ye Changsheng will increase by one point.

And this disgust will also affect the world's perception of the crown prince Zuo Yuanyi.

At that time, the King of the North Sea will stand on the moral high ground in the name of the victim and openly implement his plan of counterattack and revenge.

It's a pity that the King of the North Sea overestimated himself and underestimated Ye Changsheng.

God knows how many treasures Ye Changsheng got from that ancient tomb and haven't taken them out, who would watch Ye Changsheng have an accident?

Not to mention anything else, as long as Ye Changsheng is willing to donate a jade sculpture to the Refiner Guild, the Refiner Guild is willing to solve any trouble for Ye Changsheng.

If Ye Changsheng is willing to join the Refiner Guild, An Zhisu will protect Ye Changsheng for the rest of his life even if he fights for his life.

Just when An Zhisu hurriedly returned to the General Guild and reported the situation to the vice president, at the foot of the mountain of Cifu Temple, trouble found Ye Changsheng.

Gongsun Kang was dressed in white, holding a sword in one hand, and stood there indifferently.

A young man with a proud expression stood beside him, blocking his way up the mountain.

Ye Changsheng was surprised, stepped forward, and said coldly: "Gongsun Gongzi, what do you have to say?"

Gongsun Kang said proudly: "Ye Changsheng, hand over the six auctioned jade carvings, and this son will spare your life!"

Ye Changsheng's expression was blank: "Get out!"

Gongsun Kang's face was pale, and a fierce murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The young man beside him was furious and shouted angrily: "Presumptuous, die!"

Almost instantly, the young man drew his sword fiercely, bringing out a brilliant brilliance.

With an incomparably feminine sword, a poisonous snake stabbed towards Ye Changsheng's chest.

(End of chapter)