"I don't know. Mo Han was stunned for a moment, from his perception, it seemed that Yi Yongan was much more interested in the origin of this item than he bid. However, Mo Han really didn't know the origin of this item, and even if he knew, he wouldn't tell Yi Yongan.

Stone sat on the couch and didn't understand why Mo Han was bidding. In his opinion, 200,000 top-grade yuan stones are already sky-high, the most important thing is that from Mo Han's entry into the Treasure Pavilion to the present, Mo Han has made very few bids, except for the time when he pitted Yin Tianyou.

Yi Yongan heard from Mo Han's voice that Mo Han really didn't know the origin of this item, the joy on his face turned into loss, and there was a long sigh: "Is there any Taoist friend who bids higher than Mo Han Xiaoyou, if not, then this item belongs to Mo Han Xiaoyou." ”

In the VIP room of Tianzi No. 6, Yin Tianyou is still entangled, and he is even ready to bid for exports. But fortunately, Fu Bo was prepared, and before Yin Tianyou was about to speak, he immediately said: "Your Highness be cautious, then Mo Han's opening this time is obviously casual, once His Highness bids, he will fall into Mo Han's trap if he doesn't do it well." ”

After Mo Han finished shouting the price, the old god sat back on the sofa, picked up a spirit fruit from the table and bit it in his mouth, looking unconcerned.

The price that was already on the lips was endured by Yin Tianyou. 200,000 top-grade Yuan Shi is not even a drop in the bucket for the huge Xuanye Kingdom, but if he bids and is tricked by Mo Han in the end, it is not a problem that Yuan Shi can solve. At the auction of the Spirit Pill, he fell in love with Mo Han's Dao, and he had more than a million yuan of stone in vain.

The Tianzihao VIP room is full of the core figures of the major forces, and when they saw Mo Han bidding for this inconspicuous clod, they all frowned, could it be that Mo Han discovered the extraordinaryness of this clod? But if Mo Han found the extraordinary, he would not be so quiet. Besides, none of them in the room noticed anything special about the clods, not even the Treasure Pavilion.

Are they all gone?

At the auction of the Treasure Pavilion, the same idea lingered in everyone's minds. Because most of the auctions that have reached the level, Yi Yongan will show this clod, but because no one knows the purpose, and the price is as high as 200,000 high-grade yuan stones, it is unsold every time.

After observing it again for a long time, the only reason that all the cultivators could find out for Mo Han was that Mo Han wanted to trap people again. It's just that this time no one seems to cooperate with him, and even Yin Tianyou, who has a hatred with him, has remained silent, and it seems that this time Mo Han is going to lift a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

A trace of disappointment flashed on Yi Yongan's face, didn't anyone really know the origin of this clod, but his disappointment was only a flash, this time the auction was able to sell it, and the price was relatively satisfactory to himself, and he could be out of sight and out of mind in the future, so he was relieved in his heart: "Since no one bids again, then this item belongs to Mo Han Daoyou." At the same time, this auction ends here, and after the auction is over, there will be a small trade fair in the Treasure Pavilion, and interested Taoist friends can stay and watch it. ”

After Mo Han retrieved the wind speed and the mysterious clod, he quietly left the Demon City with the stone and returned to the Demon Capital Academy. It's not that he doesn't want to go to Montenegro right away, but he shows off his fortune at an auction. Once someone has their eyes on him, a little investigation will be able to guess the source of his wealth. In this era, the bold and starved to death the cowardly, and whoever dared to do it to him if he couldn't say it well. So Mo Han decided to return to the Demon Capital Academy first, and then leave quietly.

Half a month later, Mo Han left the Demon Capital Academy alone. After changing into a suit in an alley, he put away the school uniform of the Demon Capital Academy, and quietly walked towards Montenegro.

Mo Han didn't take out the wind speed, galloped all the way, but walked towards Montenegro by walking like an ordinary person. And Mo Han's walking speed is still very slow, very slow, it seems to be wandering around like a mountain tour.

The night came silently, the sky full of stars flickered brightly and dimly, and the round moon hung in the air, blooming with a bright light. Mo Han's heart suddenly quieted down, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year again. He never had a reunion festival with his loved ones. The only time I've ever been with the master is this time.

Mo Han caught two rabbits, dug a pit in the ground, set up a bonfire, and roasted the rabbits after cleaning.

Except for the Mid-Autumn Festival spent with Cha Fengchen, Mo Han's Mid-Autumn Festival was spent alone. He likes to find a quiet place, where others can't see, hear, or find him, catch a game or two by himself, barbecue alone, and eat a beautiful meal.

The golden oil dripped from the roasted brown rabbit, Mo Han was like a small puffy child, blowing his fingers while flipping the rabbit, sprinkling a little pepper and salt on it from time to time, and the rich fragrance drifted away in the wind until far away.

Seeing that the rabbit was almost roasted, Mo Han directly lifted a rabbit, tore off a hind leg, handed it to his mouth, and suddenly said: "Follow me all the way, you must be tired, let's eat some together." ”

Not far behind Mo Han, there seemed to be nothing, but as Mo Han's words fell, a figure appeared out of thin air, it was Yi Yongan, the host of the Treasure Pavilion auction half a month ago.

Yi Yongan smiled bitterly, slowly walked to the opposite side of Mo Han, and clasped his fists with both hands: "Mo Han, don't blame me, I don't have any malice, it's just, it's just." ”

Mo Han shook his head, made a silent motion, and pointed to the rabbit that was still on the campfire without speaking.

Yi Yongan sighed, sat down and picked up the rabbit and ate it rudely like Mo Han.

On the night of the full moon, Mo Han and Yi Yongan sat opposite each other like this, and after eating the rabbit, they lay on the ground and looked up at the stars, no one knew what they were thinking about each other.

The whole night passed so quietly, and when the morning sun rose the next day, Mo Han restored that Mo Han again, and Yi Yongan also restored that Yi Yongan. Yi Yongan hugged his fists and said goodbye to Mo Han, no one knew what they had communicated and communicated that night, but they all reached an agreement: when Mo Han was able to leave the Dead Leaf Continent, take Yi Yongan with him, Yi Yongan promised to help Mo Han when he needed it, and taught Mo Han all his refining skills.

It wasn't until Yi Yongan's back completely disappeared within the scope of Mo Han's divine consciousness that Mo Han took out a mysterious clod of earth the size of an egg and observed it again.

This time, there was no longer the breath left by Yi Yongan on the clod, and after Mo Han knew Yi Yongan's thoughts, he was no longer worried, or he had never been worried: "Old man Dugu, you swore to let me take pictures at that time, what the hell is this." ”

"Fire, a flame of the extreme. Old man Dugu was in the sea of Mo Han's knowledge, but Mo Han could feel that Old Man Dugu was also observing this mysterious clod of soil at this time.