At this moment, Ling Tian's face showed autumn frost, and he said in a deep voice: "The wind is clear and the predecessor is the mentor below. ”

Feng Yi still has doubts in his heart, the wind is clear, he disappeared from the rivers and lakes twenty years ago, there is no news, and life and death are uncertain.

A disciple suddenly appeared, which couldn't help but make him suspicious.

It's just that.

Ling Tian didn't say much, and gently pressed his finger on the table.

Scold!

Cracks like cobwebs spread across the table.

This move is the stunt of the wind and the clear air, the Xuan Annihilation Finger.

Feng Yi's heart trembled violently: "Xuan Annihilation Finger!"

Identity can be faked, but this mystery finger cannot be faked.

Knock, swallowed saliva: "My little master is still alive in this world!"

A look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

At this time, I only heard Ling Tian say in a cold voice: "According to the seniority, you should call me uncle!"

"And you, when you see your uncle, sit and drink tea steadily, without any rules, is this the family style of the Feng family?"

"Uh!!"

At this time, Feng Yi raised his eyes to look at Ling Tian, only to see that his eyes were scorching, revealing bursts of coldness.

Suddenly, the tip of his heart was cold.

Originally, a majestic old man with white hair and beard immediately looked respectful, bowed his waist, and hurriedly held tea in front of Ling Tian.

He shouted respectfully: "Uncle, I didn't know before my nephew, I was offended, please forgive me." ”

"That's it!" Although Ling Tian didn't look very old, his mental journey was a human being for several lifetimes, and he had experienced thousands of years of worldly events, so how could he care about him.

Then he said softly: "The so-called ignorant is not guilty, I forgive you." ”

It's just that this shocking scene shocked Qin Yunhe and Su Huan'er.

This......

What the hell is going on?

An old man with pale hair, to a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, called uncle?

Where do they know where it comes from.

The wind is clear, he is bold and arrogant when he is young, he is chivalrous, he likes to fight unevenly, and how many grudges he has caused among the gangs in the rivers and lakes.

Countless gangs want to fight against the wind and want to punish them quickly.

Later, the wind cleared and became quiet, and he hid in the hell prison and escaped the pursuit.

The wind is clear, and Ling Tian's father, Ling Xiao, is known as the two great sword gods of the rivers and lakes.

There is Qingyang in the north and Ling Xiao in the south.

The two sympathized with each other, and later, I heard that Ling Xiao went overseas and did not return for a long time, and Ling Tian lived on the streets.

He secretly came out at night to teach Ling Tian secret martial arts cultivation, and then infiltrated the hell prison during the day.

For more than 10 years, never stopped.

Outsiders, but no one knows, people only think that there are many old enemies in the wind and clear and are long gone.

Feng Qingyang was afraid that the Feng clan would be affected, and he had never been in contact with the family.

At this time, Qin Yunhe stepped forward and saluted: "Mr. Ling, then, from now on, I will call you a little grandfather." ”

"Excuse me, this kind of title is really cumbersome. Ling Tian saw that he had been complimenting himself all the time, but he didn't care about the title.

The three grandparents and grandchildren talked about it, and after a while, half an hour had passed.

The auction continues.

Fengyi still presided over the auction, and he took out a golden hairpin, only to see that the golden hairpin, the color is purple, but it is only three inches, but the shape is unique.

It's like a miniature version of a sword.

When Ling Tian saw it, a cold light flashed through his starry eyes: That, it was the Xuanyuan Sword!

Thousands of years ago, the golden hairpin he gave to Nuwa Niangniang was endowed with divine power by Nuwa, and he used it to kill Chiyou with the Yellow Emperor.

After thousands of years, seeing this thing again, my heart is filled with a touch of vicissitudes and emotion.

At this time, Feng Yi said loudly: "A golden hairpin, the reserve price is 250,000, and the price increase is not less than 50,000 each time." ”

Before he finished speaking, he only heard Ling Tian shout loudly: "100 million !!"

What the?

In the hall, there was silence for a while, and the falling needles could be heard.

Quiescence!

It lasted for a full three seconds.

Then, there was an exclamation.

"100 million?"

"Crazy!"

"What an illiterate hillbilly!"

The sarcasm grew.

Especially Song Zhe, he tilted his head slightly, and sneered: "Silly pen, a golden hairpin, actually asking for 100 million, deflated grandson!"

Not only everyone, but even Qin Yunhe was also frightened, he quietly ran to Ling Tian and whispered:

"Little master, you're asking too much, aren't you?"

Ling Tian, on the other hand, looked at Song Zhe and said, "However, it's not my money anyway!"

"Uh!!"

"Poof—"

Song Zhe blurted out another mouthful of blood.

Ma Ma Di, you are squandering Lao Tzu's money.

At this time, Ling Tian said to Qin Yunhe again: "There are not many filial grandsons like you in the world, this 100 million, count it as a web gift I gave you." ”

Qin Yunhe admired himself from beginning to end, and besides, it was good, the money from the colorful jade auction was half per person, and he just took this opportunity to return it to him.

At this moment, I only listened to the wind wings on the stage and said, "Mr. Ling, please come and hand over the golden hairpin." ”

Ling Tian came to the stage, and Feng Yi put the golden hairpin into the box, and put both hands on Ling Tian's hands.

Only then did he ask in a low voice: "Uncle, is it really worth it for you to shoot such a golden hairpin for 100 million?"

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it!" Ling Tian put his hand on the golden hairpin.

Suddenly, the golden hairpin flashed with cold light, and suddenly transformed into a three-foot-long and seven-inch-wide long sword.

Clearly.

On the sword body, the dragon soared, the scales were shining, the brilliance was scorching, and it was shining.

It is like a dragon swimming into the sea, which is spectacular and wonderful.

This scene made Feng Yi's eyes glow, as if he saw a god, and muttered:

"Xuanyuan Sword! is Xuanyuan Sword!!

The illusion spell that Ling Tian cast was only visible to the wind wing, but not to others.

The others were in the audience, only to see the wind wings sweating like rain, extremely excited, and their eyes were filled with joy and excitement, but they didn't know what was happening.

I only listened to Ling Tiandao: "Look, is this 100 million worth it?"

"It's worth it, it's worth it, don't say 100 million, even a billion is hard to buy. ”

Xuanyuan Divine Soldier, with mana, can kill immortals, kill gods, slay demons, and destroy Buddhas!

It can cut all the small nights in the world and level hundreds of billions of ghosts!

Its value is immeasurable.

Of course, Feng Yi knew that the Xuanyuan Sword was an ancient divine weapon, and its value was immeasurable, even if it was hundreds of billions, it was difficult to obtain.

Such a treasure, to see one in this life, is like seeing the gods, what an honor.

For a while, Ling Tian was admired and admired.

At this moment, he instantly understood why his disciple was in awe of Ling Tian like a god.

He looked at Ling Tian and said, "Uncle, I have an idea, please look at my Ninth Master's face, and you must not refuse me!"

"Let's talk about it first," Ling Tian said indifferently, "Maybe I'll refuse." ”

"Apprentice......" Feng Yi whispered his thoughts.

The audience burst into applause.

"Wow, Master Feng is going to take this kid as an apprentice!"

"This surnamed Ling, today is really fortunate that Master Feng actually took the initiative to ......"

Fengyi, the status in the Chinese antique world, that is, the two kings of the calligraphy world, Su Dongpo in the Song poetry world.

Master Feng said second, no one dared to call it first.

People all gathered their envious eyes towards Ling Tian, and those glances, in addition to envy, were more jealous and hateful.

However, Ling Tian's next answer made everyone burst into laughter.

I only listened to Ling Tiandao: "No, I don't never accept apprentices!"

What the?

He never takes disciples!

"This kid is here to be funny! He doesn't look at how much he weighs or how much he weighs!"

"Hehe, he actually said that he never accepted apprentices, just by him, he can worship the old man as a teacher, even if his ancestors burned high incense. ”