The scene in front of him made Ye Zichuan in a deep daze, the golden monkey hair was shining, and the divine stone was also responding, trembling slightly, and a dazzling golden light was projected from it.

"My brother monkey, you must be leisurely, don't make any trouble, otherwise I will really be finished!" Ye Zichuan knew the horror of the cylindrical thing in the divine stone, and there was a trace of Xuanhuang blood on it, if he was born, he would definitely be shocked, he would be completely exposed, and maybe he would have to run away again!

That monkey hair was extraordinary, as if it had its own spiritual intelligence, after hearing Ye Zichuan's words, it became calm, the divine light converged, and the divine stone was not fluctuating, it became the appearance of a mortal stone.

Ye Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief, put away the monkey hair and the divine stone, and then walked out of the room.

When he came to the restaurant, Ye Zichuan called Xiao Er and asked him what was interesting in Huaqing City.

Xiao Er smiled hesitantly: "Of course, a fun place must belong to Zuichun Building!"

Ye Zichuan almost squirted out the tea he drank in one gulp, there is also a place like Qinglou in the cultivation world?

Seeing Ye Zichuan like this, the young master looked at him in surprise: "I didn't expect that Gongzi was still a junior brother?"

"Brother Chu, your sister!" Ye Zichuan slapped him, "Is there anything else interesting?"

Xiao Er smiled wryly, and hurriedly said: "Yes, there are some of them, the Fang Market on Qingyun Street, the auction house on Suzaku Street, and the small stalls on Da Luo Street, there are a lot of people every day, and it is said that someone has found amazing treasures there!"

Ye Zichuan glanced at him, threw him two yuan stones, and left the restaurant.

All the way to Qingyun Street, Ye Zichuan found that it was really lively, with a shuttling flow of people, and a street market opening on the side of the street. People coming in and out were huddled together, and the noise was deafening.

"Millennial cold ice jade, 30,000 yuan stone a catty!"

"A vial of the essence blood of the Heavenly Demon Peak Lightning Bird!"

"Three 500-year-old star grass!"

A shout echoed here, it was the nearby market that was attracting popularity, and it was attracting pedestrians with the treasure of the town store.

Ye Zichuan mingled in the crowd, moving in and out of each square market with the flow of people. But I didn't come across anything that satisfied me.

After half a day, Ye Zichuan walked around the entire Qingyun Street, and he didn't gain anything except being a little dazed.

Leaving Qingyun Street a little depressed, Ye Zichuan finally came to Daluo Street.

The flow of people on Daluo Street is not much less than that of Qingyun Street, but it is very quiet, and the silence is a little abnormal.

Small stalls are lined up on both sides of the street, very shabby, even a little shabby.

A rag. Put a few ancient-looking artifacts on the table and it becomes a small stall that runs all the way to the end of the street.

The people who traded were all transsion, and most of them were bartered, and only a very small number of them would choose to be delivered with yuanshi.

Ye Zichuan also walked quietly on the street, and the powerful soul power was scattered, and he could clearly feel every antiquity and distinguish the real from the fake.

But some are confused. It's so mysterious that even he can't see through it.

Suddenly. Ye Zichuan felt that his soul moved, as if he was about to be pulled over, his eyes instantly froze, and he looked in that direction.

Ye Zichuan pretended to be wandering and idle, walked to a stall, and picked up a small bronze tripod covered with patina. Convey the voice to the owner of the stall: "How to sell this?"

The owner of the stall was a mysterious person whose whole body was shrouded in black robes, and he couldn't even see his face clearly, hearing Ye Zichuan

After the transmission, he simply replied: "Three five-hundred-year-old Yuanling grass!"

Ye Zichuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, the Yuan Spirit Grass was a very common elixir in the martial arts world. The energy contained in it is pure, and it can be easily transformed into vitality by martial arts cultivation, but it is precisely for this reason that Yuan Ling Grass is not very common in the world, let alone five hundred years.

"Three drops of Earth Marrow Divine Milk plus this, okay?" Ye Zichuan casually picked up a somewhat rotten green wood from the stall and said to the stall owner.

The stall owner raised his head, revealing a pair of vulture eyes, looked at Ye Zichuan with some surprise, and then looked at the rotten green wood that Ye Zichuan picked up casually, and nodded expressionlessly.

Ye Zichuan took out a jade bottle and handed it to the stall owner, the stall owner put it away after reading it, Ye Zichuan also put the bronze Xiaoding and the rotten green wood into the storage ring, and then left here without saying a word, the old man behind him stared at Ye Zichuan until he disappeared into the crowd, and then withdrew his gaze.

Earth Marrow Divine Milk, that is a spiritual elixir, the value is higher than the five hundred years of Yuan Spirit Grass, Ye Zichuan can actually come up with such a divine treasure, obviously has attracted the attention of the stall owner.

Ye Zichuan felt the gaze behind him, but it was a thief who smiled, changed his appearance again in a no-man's corner, and blended into the crowd again, even the aura on his body became different from before, and the magic of the secret technique of deception made him almost have the ability to hide from the sky and the sea.

The stall owner was also slightly stunned, and the powerful soul power spread out, but he didn't notice Ye Zichuan's breath at all, and the surprise in his heart was even worse!

Ye Zichuan has been here for a long time, and he is very interested in many antiquities here, but after careful exploration, he found that more than ninety percent of them are fake, just in vain.

In just one hour, Ye Zichuan saw no less than a dozen people buying fake things.

When it was dark, Ye Zichuan could only dismiss the idea of going to the auction house on Suzaku Street, returned to the restaurant, and meditated for the night.

The next day, Ye Zichuan came to Suzaku Street.

Suzaku Street is completely different from Qingyun Street and Daluo Street where he visited yesterday, it is very spacious, and the buildings on both sides are tall and majestic, and the lowest ones are as many as three floors.

And most of the people who come in and out of here appear in groups, obviously belonging to the same family or force, and there are not many monks alone.

"Hey, have you heard? It is said that there are good things to be auctioned in the Hua family's auction hall today!"

"I heard about it, and it is said that I got it from the ruins of the Immortal Palace that descended on Ningzhou!"

"Really, the Hua family's hand is so long?"

"Hey!" the person next to him sneered, "The entire Kyushu people have rushed away, how could the Hua family let go of this opportunity, what's so strange about being able to get some cultivation in it?"

Ye Zichuan heard their conversation, touched his nose, and after muttering for a while, he also followed them into the auction hall.

But when he walked to the door of the auction hall, he was stopped by a person standing at the door: "Please show the invitation?"

"Invitations?" Ye Zichuan was stunned, he didn't expect to need any more invitations to enter here.

The people next to him showed a look of amusement and disdain when they saw this scene.

"Bacheng is the dirt bun that came out of the corner again, and he didn't know that he needed an invitation to enter the auction hall?"

"How can Brother Hua say that, maybe he is still an upstart!"

"Hahahaha!" A large group of people surrounded a young man in a gorgeous brocade robe, pointing at Ye Zichuan at this time, and sneering with disdain that was not concealed at all.

Ye Zichuan's eyes turned slightly cold, looking at the group of people, the words "Brother Hua" attracted his attention!

The young man at the head was wearing a gorgeous purple shirt, the treasure light was flashing, it should be a treasure, with a proud face, looking at Ye Zichuan condescendingly, with a look of disdain and disdain.

After Ye Zichuan glanced at him, he withdrew his gaze, and then looked at the big man who was guarding the entrance of the auction hall: "What conditions do you need to enter?"

"It's the place to identify the things to be auctioned, and if you take out something valuable, you will naturally be able to enter the auction hall!" the big man pointed in the direction of another trail.

After Ye Zichuan thanked him, he raised his feet and walked over there.

"Brother Hua, should we go up and take a look at the excitement?" several young people standing beside the young man encouraged, wanting to see what valuable things Ye Zichuan could come up with.

"Forget it, it's just a little person, it's just a clown acting, let's go in, there are a few things that are auctioned today that are said to be amazing!" The young man of the Hua family glanced at the direction of Ye Zichuan's departure, smiled disdainfully, and then stepped into the auction hall with his feet raised in the respectful look of the gatekeeper.

Ye Zichuan followed the instructions of the gatekeeper and walked into this path, and finally came to a window separated by a baffle.

"I want to enter the auction hall, I don't know if this thing is full of requirements?" Ye Zichuan took out the jade bottle, which contained a few drops of Earth Marrow Divine Milk, and handed it in from the window.

A hand as dry as a ghost claw stretched out from inside took the jade bottle, and after a while, it was handed out, and a hoarse voice sounded: "It's okay, this is an invitation!"

After the identification was completed, the people inside exchanged the Earth Marrow Divine Milk to Ye Zichuan, and the dry old hand handed out a gilt invitation, and after Ye Zichuan took it, he turned around and left here.

Coming to the entrance of the auction hall again, Ye Zichuan took out the gilt invitation, the big man's expression was slightly dark, and he was secretly glad that he hadn't offended him much before, otherwise he would have really lost his iron job!

Putting away the invitation, under the respectful gaze of Dahan, Ye Zichuan also walked into the auction hall.

The auction hall is very large, the big one is a little incredible, which reminds Ye Zichuan of the stadium in his previous life, which is crowded with people, the first floor is a very ordinary seat, one next to the other, the second floor is the kind of best location for a table of several people, as for the third floor, it is a small attic-like box, and those who can enter it are all figures or forces with heads and faces in Yinzhou.

Ye Zichuan found a position where he could clearly see the scene on the high platform of the auction hall, and then sat down, but unexpectedly, in the upper left corner of his head, several young people on the second floor stared at him.

"Brother Hua, he really came in!" A young man saw Ye Zichuan's figure with surprise in his eyes, he didn't expect Ye Zichuan to really be able to come up with something of enough value to enter the auction hall.

The eyes of the young man of the Hua family turned over and glanced at Ye Zichuan, flashing with a strange light.

"Looks like there's something good about that kid, do you want it?" the other young man licked his lips, a greedy glint flashing in his eyes. (To be continued.) )