The scene was a bit unexpected for a while, and many monks wanted to see who the man who dared to argue with the Sword Sect was sacred, but he was in the compartment, and he was not visible, where could he figure it out so easily!

The disciple of the Sword Sect snorted coldly, his ears were very good, he turned his head to stare at the area where he was bidding, and said again: "Thirty-five thousand!" After shouting the price, he opened the curtain and stood in the aisle, as if he wanted to confirm which compartment the man was in.

After a while, in the expectation of many monks to see the excitement, the man's leisurely voice came out again, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and shouted: "Thirty-six thousand!"

The Sword Sect disciple gritted his teeth, stared at the compartment where the man was, and shouted without raising his head: "Thirty thousand eight!"

The man seemed to be deliberately disgusting them, and then shouted: "Forty thousand!"

The Sword Sect disciple who came out was a little annoyed, but suddenly another person in the compartment reached out through the curtain and directly stretched out his hand to pull it back. After a while, he changed to another voice: "This Dao brother, our Sword Sect has not brought much spiritual gold on this trip, this is our last bid! We just want to welcome Senior Brother Ji's relics back to the Sword Sect, so that Senior Brother Ji can return to his roots, and there is nothing else to think! If Brother Dao is willing to be an adult, my Sword Sect will definitely remember this favor!" After this person finished speaking, he waited for a moment before he said loudly: "Forty thousand!"

The other monks in the audience hurriedly turned their heads to the direction of the man who had just bidd, but this time after a long time, no sound came out again, and the midfielder held a wooden hammer in his hand, and finally in front of everyone, the hammer fell, and shouted loudly:

"Forty-one in a row!"

"Forty-one or two!"

"Forty-one and three!"

"Deal!" rang three times in a row!

"Smoke and Soft Double Thorns!Won by No. 054 Daoyou!"

In the eyes of the fox, although this smoke and soft thorn is rare, in its expectation it can reach more than 20,000 at most, which can be regarded as a great success, and now the transaction price has simply doubled!

After the hammer fell, the monks in the audience were in an uproar, but most of them just sighed that it was worthy of the handiwork of the Sword Sect, and they were willing to spend so much spiritual gold to buy a treasure, and then put it on the mountain to offer it!

Lu Cong was also stunned and said, "Master, did the Sword Sect really buy this treasure back as a tablet for it?"

Yi Chu Daoist waved his hand and said: "Who knows!? People have money, and others can't take care of it! But it's a pity that the owner of this weapon is really a pity! What others say is more or less not false, if this son does not die early, I am afraid that the Sword Sect will be able to rely on this son's natural wealth now, and it will not be good to say that he will be able to take the first place in the future competition!"

Lu Cong blinked, but when he heard Yi Chu Daoist, he sighed to himself: "But according to the poor Dao, in the bidding just now, the Taoist friend who was with the Sword Sect was afraid that he had some intersection with this Ji Feiyang, or he had a good relationship, so he was upset and wanted to let out a bad breath!"

Lu Cong asked, "Master, do you also know about this Ji Feiyang?"

"Naturally, I know!" Yi Chu Daoist tilted his head and looked at Lu Cong, looking like he wanted to say something: "But it's all about Chen Sesame and rotten grain!"

"Master, let's talk about it!" Lu Cong hurriedly grabbed the wide sleeves of Yi Chu Daoren.

Yi Chu Dao thought for a while, looked at Lu Cong and said, "Okay, maybe you will meet it in the future!

Lu Cong nodded again and again.

Yi Chu Daoist twisted the beard on the other side, and thought for a moment before he said softly: "This Ji Feiyang used to be the sword path seed that the Sword Sect highly valued, and the Sword Sect once regarded it as the future pillar of the Sword Sect, and it was also the hope that it would sweep the Quartet in the future Great Competition. Ji Feiyang was gifted and intelligent, and at the age of five, he ascended to Wenshi Mountain, and in a moment he built the foundation, becoming the youngest foundation building monk in history! But his character is also dissolute and detached, and he doesn't like anyone to arrange for him, so he is a little rebellious in the eyes of others. However, it is this free and surging state of mind that makes it break through the realm extremely quickly, and others are beyond the reach of others, but just when he has been in the field for ten years and is about to break through the level and cultivate to the realm, for some reason, Ji Feiyang actually wants to walk out of his own way!" Yi Chu Daoist pulled up his slippery sleeves, and his eyes were a little radiant. "Often, after the disciples of the Sword Sect break through the level and cultivate to the realm, they will cultivate the spirit of the natal flying sword in their own sea of qi, and then combine with the heavenly materials and earth treasures prepared by the outside world in advance, and refine their own natal flying sword, as their future support for opening the way and breaking the mirror!

"The same is true of this Ji Feiyang, his master was originally a fourth-generation disciple of the Sword Sect, but after going down the mountain to accept Ji Feiyang as an apprentice, he was noticed by the sect for a while, which can be regarded as a good thing. Ji Feiyang has been cultivating him carefully, and he has no other ideas, he can be regarded as a benevolent teacher, Ji Feiyang is also grateful for his teacher's kindness, and the two of them rely on each other in Wenshi Mountain, which is quite passable! Although the days are dull, Ji Feiyang still hides a pride in his bones, and he wants to walk out of his own way in Wenshi Mountain, which is full of sword light. On the night when its realm was broken, it triggered the vision of heaven and earth, and heard the sword light on the mountain of the world, which did not disperse for a long time, alarming the head of the family and the elders at that time. When the head and a group of elders gathered at the place where Ji Feiyang broke through the realm, they saw the glow falling, blessed by the heavens, everyone was full of surprise and asked where his flying sword was, when they saw Ji Feiyang's back with double thorns surrounding his body, the head and the elders frowned, and before Ji Feiyang and his master could speak, the head of the sect walked away with an angry face! Leaving a group of elders to persuade Ji Feiyang to abolish the double thorns and recast the sword! Don't break the rules of the Sword Sect for thousands of years!

Yi Chu Daoren paused for a moment, and then his tone changed to a little embarrassed: "Where is Ji Feiyang willing?! But Ji Feiyang's talent is too much, after refining the double thorns, the breakthrough is still fast, but four or five years is to reach the bottleneck of the realm, although others dare not underestimate him, but in Wenshi Mountain is still hated by many people, and finally when a sect is sent out, someone wanted to assassinate Ji Feiyang, but he was killed, and the person who fled back falsely accused Ji Feiyang of killing the same sect, lawless! The head of the Sword Sect didn't like Ji Feiyang in the first place, so he ordered the Law Enforcement Hall to take people, intending to deal with it with patriarchal law! Ji Feiyang did not give in easily, and under the cover of his master, he simply escaped from the mountain. His master was confined by the sect, and he couldn't help him anymore for a while! Ji Feiyang, who had escaped down the mountain, went into hiding outside, and during this period, his mood was a little delusional, and he killed a lot of monks, and only then did he gain a lot of murderous fame in Guangshengzhou!"

Lu Cong was a little jealous and hateful, it could be seen that someone was forced like this by his own sect, and he was a little resentful for a while, and asked, "Master, what happened later?"

Yi Chu Daoist took out the wine jug that Hu Lunyun still wanted to taste before, raised his head to the spout and took a sip, and said with some wine: "Later, it was only a few decades, Ji Feiyang's murderous reputation was broadcast, and the Sword Sect was also affected by it, so it was inevitable that he would be tongued, so he was also secretly searching for Ji Feiyang's traces. When Ji Feiyang met the sect again, it was his master who died suddenly on Wenshi Mountain, and Ji Feiyang wore white clothes and went back to the mountain to mourn. At that time, Ji Feiyang had already ascended to the heavenly realm, and it was difficult to have an opponent in Guangshengzhou with a body of cultivation, after burying his master with his own hands, Ji Feiyang seemed to have discovered what clues were in his master's death, and directly confronted the elders of the Sword Sect, and then fought without saying a word, Ji Feiyang relied on his own pair of smoke and soft thorns, if the killing god came to the world in Wenshi Mountain, he was already covered with blood when he went down the mountain, and he was also scarred!" Yi Chu Daoist took another sip, and the wine was even stronger. "The Sword Sect is also the first time to send all the disciples of Wen Shishan, plus the elders hidden in the secret, after chasing for three days and three nights, finally set up a large array in the Sleepy Dragon Mountain to trap Ji Feiyang, constantly consuming his mana, and then taking turns to consume his strength with flying swords. In this way, the Sword Sect Great Array refined Ji Feiyang's body and primordial spirit, and in the end, only Ji Feiyang's clothes and mound were left in the trapped Dragon Mountain, and the pair of Yanrou thorns were nowhere to be found!"

After speaking, Yi Chu Daoist took another sip before taking the wine jug back into the cloth bag, and there seemed to be some emotion in his eyes.

Lu Cong next to him was silent for a while, and it seemed that it was difficult to describe Ji Feiyang's experience in his short life.

When the master and apprentice sighed, several strange treasures had been auctioned in the auction room, including the blue cold iron, the painted bone blade, and the grass of all joy, and at present, the monster was shouting hard about a demon beast Neidan, these four pieces were somewhat useful for the monks, but the prices of the first three auctions were not high, it can only be said that the auction house made a small profit, and the demon beast Neidan was still bidding.

The somewhat embarrassed Lu Cong beckoned the little demon in the aisle, asked him to bring a lot of fresh fruits, and handed them to Yi Chu Daoist, but Yi Chu Daoist waved his hand, and Lu Cong ate it by himself.

After eating for a while, Lu Cong suddenly asked for no reason, "Master, do you think we will be like that Ji Feiyang's master and apprentice?"

Yi Chu Daoist was silent for a while, but after a while, looking at Lu Cong's sincere eyes, he smiled heartily, and replied with a little red on his face: "Probably not! Our master and apprentice may be able to live for a long time!"

Lu Cong smiled slightly, and glanced at Yi Chu Daoren, both of whom had a trace of warmth in their hearts.

The auction in the auction hall was still going on in an orderly manner, after the last fair price of the Demon Beast Neidan was auctioned. The raccoon struck while the iron was hot, and hurriedly beckoned the little demon to hurry up the next treasure.

Seeing that the fox was in such a hurry, the monks in the audience looked a little optimistic, and it seemed that the next one was a good thing.

The fox said in a loud voice: "Fellow Daoists, the next one is a real treasure! I want to compare with the other treasures that have been put on the table before, but now this one has a unique spirituality!" After the fox finished speaking, his fingers tapped lightly on the top of this dark wooden cabinet in turn.

The monks in the audience were aroused by the fox's words again, and immediately many began to shout for him to hurry up and open the cabinet to take a look!

Seeing the firewood, the fox lifted the lid of the cabinet with both hands, and suddenly all the monks in the audience looked carefully at the round object in the cabinet with their own eyes-an egg! After being able to feel the strong vitality contained in it! Many monks who practiced this way immediately sat up straight, waiting for the fox to shout the reserve price!

The fox then introduced: "As you Daoists can see, this is a spirit beast egg, which is pregnant with a Bijiao! If there are Taoist friends who have some attainments in this Dao, and cultivate this Bijiao egg carefully, it will be a great help when the shell is broken in the future! And in time, it is not impossible to turn Jiaohua into a dragon when you have the opportunity! Imagine that at the moment when the dragon is almost extinct, not to mention the unfathomable strength of the dragon, if there is a dragon by your side, what a great scenery it must be!

The spittle flew with a spittle, which caused many monks with low cultivation to start thinking about it, but with a little brain, they asked directly: "You have said so much, and if you say that it is beyond the sky, this is just a Bijiao egg! Or an unhatched Bijiao egg, who is it here? How difficult it is for this Bijiao egg to hatch, I think all the Taoist friends who are proficient in this way know it! Isn't this a fool?"

As soon as these words came out, many monks with low cultivation immediately retreated, after all, although they had some family backgrounds, wouldn't buying things that were useless at this time add to their own blockage?

The fox was a little embarrassed, touched his forehead, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoists, don't be deceived by traitors with ulterior motives, and keep your eyes open! Although the eggs are difficult to hatch, they are not impossible to hatch! Look at them again! There is also a treasure bag next to this eggs, and if you take a picture of the eggs, you can give them to your fellow Daoists! You can also give them to the juniors in the family, isn't it beautiful!" "Bijiao eggs! The reserve price starts at 2,000 spirit gold! Each price increase must not be less than 500 spirit gold!"

Most of the monks scolded directly: "Isn't this a robbery of money? Sending a broken treasure bag can be used as a green egg, is it a magic weapon that can be taken and used?"

Lu Cong also asked, "Master, is it difficult for the Bijiao eggs to hatch?"

Yi Chu Daoist was staring at the cabinet with some curiosity, and when he heard Lu Cong's words, he replied disapprerovantly: "Bijiao likes water, but it must be in a place where water and fire blend to hatch young Jiao, this kind of place is rare in the world, either in the immortal mansion of other people's sects, or in extremely dangerous places in the world, so it is indeed difficult to hatch it by manpower." ”

Lu Cong asked again: "Then if it can't hatch, will the young Jiao in this egg die?"

Suddenly, Yi Chu Daoren's eyes showed a hint of joy, he didn't look at Lu Cong, but replied: "Otherwise, as long as the Bijiao egg is not damaged, the young Jiao will always sleep in the egg, until there is a suitable time, it will be born!"

As soon as Yi Chudao's voice fell, a monk shouted: "Two thousand five!" When Lu Cong heard this voice, he was still a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Yi Chudao's face did not change, and he already had some calculations in his heart, planning to wait for the monks in the field to bid for the future, and then make one or two shots.

After a stick of incense, the bidding had already come to five thousand spirit gold, and at this time, most of the monks who had already bid had planned to stop shouting.

"Five thousand five!"

There was silence for a while, and as soon as the wooden hammer fell, he shouted: "Five thousand and fifty once!"

Yi Chu Daoist was stunned for a moment, and was reminded by the sound of the hammer, and hurriedly said loudly: "Six thousand!"

The raccoon was overjoyed, and hurriedly urged: "There is a Taoist friend who bids six thousand, is there anything higher?"

"Six thousand five!" Lu Cong's somewhat familiar voice sounded again, and he added a sentence leisurely: "Fellow Daoist, if you are willing to give me this blue egg, I, Qin Yi, thank you here!"

Lu Cong only realized at this moment, it turned out to be Qin Yi of the Flowing Fire Beast Sect, who had tortured and killed He Yilin of the Spring Flower City in the ring before, Lu Cong didn't like his cruelty in his heart, so he faintly hoped that Yi Chu Dao would make a bid to cure him.

Although Yi Chu Daoist thought differently from Lu Cong, he immediately followed: "Seven thousand!"

Qin Yi gritted his teeth, did not bid, raised his fist and hammered the compartment, and suddenly the compartment shook chaotically.

On the stage, the lynx's eyes turned again, and his face showed a hint of joy, anyway, the higher the price, the happier he was, especially when someone deliberately pressed people with power, it was naturally excellent for someone to stand up, seeing that Qin Yi had no intention of shouting again, the fox waited for a moment before raising the hammer and falling: "Seven thousand once!"

"Seven thousand twice!"

"Seven thousand three times!"

"Deal! Congratulations to No. 027 Daoyou"

When even a little demon carried the blue eggs in the dark wooden cabinet and the gift treasure bag to the No. 027 compartment, placed them in front of Yi Chu Dao and Lu Cong, and took away the seven thousand spirit gold deposit tickets taken out by Yi Chu Dao people. Lu Cong immediately reached out and touched the blue egg, and some warm heat slowly seeped out from it.

Yi Chu Daoist didn't even look at this green egg, but just reached out and took out the treasure bag on the side of the blue egg, and put it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully.

The surface of this treasure bag is wisps, layered innumerable, accompanied by phantom light flashing, you can't see it from a distance, and you can only see its true face when you put it up close, and the whole is extremely exquisite. When the treasure bag is placed in the palm of the hand, the shape resembles a basket, which seems to be engraved with an inscription, and if you feel it carefully, you can detect that the aura of heaven and earth can directly pass through its surface and feed back the space inside the bag, so as to maintain the aura in the bag, which is a completely different treasure from the usual treasure bag.

Yi Chu Daoist immediately said happily: "I have found a treasure now! I didn't expect that Poor Dao would be able to see this long-lost treasure when he sat here!

Lu Cong asked curiously, "Master, what is this?"

Yi Chu Daoist was a little overjoyed, leaned on Lu Cong's ear, and said mysteriously:

"This is a good treasure! It's called the Thousand Silk Spirit Cage! It's an extremely rare treasure now!"