Yuxuan Pavilion is lit up.

The glazed tiles reflect the red and yellow of the lanterns, the halo is hazy, and the ribbons hang down from the cornices, and each ribbon floats a fist-sized ball of light, and the warm light spreads all over the ground, illuminating this long street.

The moon hangs in the sky, and the stars are dim.

In order to accommodate a large number of monks, Yuxuan Pavilion deliberately stopped other auctions tonight, and placed a spacious wooden platform between the six connected buildings, floating high in the sky, and filled the north-facing rooms of the remaining six buildings with seats, so that they could barely make an auction hall that could accommodate tens of thousands of people.

This is the auction with the largest number of participants in Taiqing City in decades, even if the entrance fee is as high as 1,000 spirit stones, all the door plates have been sold out, and several restaurants and teahouses around Yuxuan Pavilion are also all night, crowded with monks who come to see the excitement, and even more late, sitting cross-legged on the sword in the air, quietly waiting for the auction to start.

In Taiqing City, no one was allowed to fly.

But today is a grand event, and the guards in the city simply let out a word, and posted a notice, there is no ban tonight, so at this time, there are streamers in the sky at a rapid pace.

The bell rang twelve times.

The door of the Yuxuan Pavilion slowly opened, a beautiful maid walked out of the pavilion, there were also female cultivators flying up from the sky, wide-sleeved jade belts, dancing in the air, the six buildings were flooded with spiritual light, connected into a piece, the formation pattern spread out from the buildings, shrouded in the Yuxuan Pavilion, Wei Shunan stood on the wooden platform, pinched the seal in his hand, and a very strong spiritual light rose from the wooden platform, and after a while, a pillar of light rose, and a bronze box floated in it.

"Quotation Words Auction...... Begin. ”

When the words fell, countless figures flew in, and there was a continuous flickering of light on the large array that protected the Yuxuan Pavilion, which was the door number of the large array that matched the monk's body, verifying the identity, and the female cultivators flew in the air to guide, and it only took half a pillar of incense, and all the participants were seated.

Wei Shunan glanced at it, waved his hand behind him, and the six Yuxuan Pavilion worshippers rose to the sky, each standing on their own.

"I am Wei Shunan, the chief of the Yuxuan Pavilion, and I will preside over tonight's auction of sword quotations," Wei Shunan bowed slightly, "Although the quotation words in today's auction are incomplete, they are of extremely high quality, and they have been tested by the appraisers in the pavilion, but in order for you to see the effect with your own eyes, the owner will demonstrate it." ”

A hazy figure jumped into the air, and the slender figure made people see at a glance that this was a woman, although she could not see her face, but she could see the long hair that was scattered like a waterfall, and she held a very ordinary sword in her hand.

The sword light pierced the sky, and a little cold flew down.

Wei Shunan said with a smile, "This is a sword introduction word that is not used, and everyone should know the swordsmanship, the cold ice sword technique of the rotten street, two spirit stones in one." ”

Laughter erupted.

Wei Shunan raised his hand to signal, and the figure raised his sword again, although he did not make a sound, but an inexplicable fluctuation began to appear in the field, and the sword body also flowed with a light like water, and this ordinary sword also looked extremely extraordinary at this moment.

Half an hour later, a dazzling sword light flew up, and a cloud of frost fell from the sky.

Wei Shunan smiled but did not speak.

The discussion in the field gradually started.

Zhao Yunqing's eyes flashed with fiery color, Chang Xiaoliu picked up the window frame, his eyes widened, he stretched out his hand, a small piece of frost and snow fell in his palm, cool, he looked back at the master, "Master...... It's snowing. ”

Zhao Yunqing touched his head, but his eyes stared at the bronze box without blinking, "Amazing, right? Cultivate well, you can also in the future." ”

Chang Xiaoliu poked his head out of the window, the thin layer of frost that had just condensed on the ground was rapidly dissolving, and the Changliu Mountain was as warm as spring all day long, so he grew so big, and he had only seen snow once, although it was smaller this time, it was actually not snow in the eyes of many people, it was more like a little frost, but he was still very happy, so at this time everything disappeared, and he suddenly felt a little pity and regret in his heart.

The six buildings of Yuxuan Pavilion formed an arc, and Chang Xiaoliu glanced around, but saw a familiar figure in the building diagonally opposite.

Chen Muqi.

She leaned on the window frame, leaned out of her small body, wearing red clothes, holding a wine jug in her hand, her face was slightly red, her long hair was simply pulled behind her head, she looked very lazy, there seemed to be several women sitting in the room behind her, she was tilting her head to speak, and soon a girl ran up with a smile, hugged her arm, and shook it coquettishly.

Chen Muqi flicked his finger on her head, said something, turned his head again, looked at the wooden platform in mid-air, and his gaze slowly fell.

Her gaze met with Chang Xiaoliu.

Obviously, she was stunned for a moment, then laughed, waved her hand, and saw Chang Xiaoliu hanging the jade pendant she gave around her neck, and seemed to be even happier, she blinked and sent a flying kiss.

Chang Xiaoliu's face immediately turned red.

He hurriedly retracted his head, stuffed the jade pendant that had accidentally slipped out of his shirt back into his clothes, and decided to change the jade pendant with a longer chain when he went back, and he raised his head again. Sneaking a glance at Master.

Fortunately, Master was looking at the bronze box with a wistful expression, not noticing what he was doing.

He put his mind at ease, but he didn't dare to poke his head out of the window again, and sat honestly beside the master, rarely, a little uncertain.

In the opposite building, Chen Muqi chin crutched, there is a ride without a pair of wine, this auction, in fact, has little to do with her, although she wants this sword word, but also knows that her own family is not able to get it, a few days ago there was an uncle in the family secretly went to see the people of the sword gate, but promised a great fortune, the other party refused to let go, then she knew that this sword word was not related to them, the reason why she came, is nothing more than to join in the fun, take a look at the final belonging of this sword word.

She glanced at the building across the street a few more times, and the little guy never appeared again.

"Sister Mu Qi, who did you kiss just now?" a young girl came up, "Which sister's sister?

"No, a little doll who stays in the mountain for a long time," Chen Muqi raised his head and took a sip of wine, and nodded the girl's forehead, "What are you doing here?" Your ancestors have come here in person, why don't you go over and sell it quickly? ”

"Don't go, the ancestors are all busy discussing this sword introduction, how can they pay attention to me......" The girl pouted, and stared at the wine jug in Chen Muqi's hand as if she was greedy, "Sister Muqi, give me a drink of your peach blossom wine." ”

"Don't give it, little girl of the 14th Five-Year Plan, what kind of wine to drink!"

Chen Muqi pushed the girl away, she raised her head, and the hazy figure was gone.

Lu celadon.

Chen Muqi muttered softly, her eyes misty.

In mid-air, Wei Shunan said with a smile, "Judging from the discussion of all fellow Daoists, you are very satisfied with the words of our sword in this auction?

Huge music sounded from the building, and the pillar of light, holding the bronze box, slowly rose.

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