There is only one corridor between the east and west wings on the second floor of the dry fish house, and the movement of the west wing room naturally can't hide from the people in the east wing.

But most of them didn't bother to pay attention, because compared with the West Wing, which has always been deserted, although the artifacts auctioned in the East Wing are not of high grade, they are better in terms of the number of pieces and the variety of things, and there are often thirty or forty monks participating in the auction.

In such a short period of time, the Spirit Weapon Hall in the East Wing has facilitated more than ten transactions.

"The next auction item, the grade is still a low-grade spiritual weapon, called the Overlord Gun!" With the introduction of the presiding Monk Tsukiki, everyone began to look at the auction table again.

A group of monks in the audience began to bid in turn.

Wang Wujiu had been here for some time, but he had never seen a weapon that suited him.

"Why, the young man won't even look down on these spiritual weapons, right?" Hong Ran leaned over to the young man's side, she had been observing this Qi Yang Sanxiu, but she had never been able to see his true identity.

Wang Wujiu shook his head and asked out loud: "Master Hongfang, does the Dry Fish Workshop have a good grade sword?" ”

"It turns out that what the young man wants is a sword?" Red Dye Yingying smiled: "There is, but Luoyang sword cultivation is scarce, most of them are gathered in the Bishan Sword Sect, yesterday, we have delivered all the sword weapons in the warehouse to Elder Cui Rushan, if the young man wants, you can buy it from Elder Cui." ”

Hongran looked at Cui Rushan, who was sitting in the corner without saying a word.

"Xie Hongfang owner informed."

After learning the news, after Wang Wujiu bowed to Xie Hongran, he went straight to the white-bearded old man who was sitting in the corner.

"Elder Cui?" The young man patted Cui Rushan, who was drinking stuffy wine, from behind.

Cui Rushan turned around and saw that it was Wang Wujiu, and he was so excited that he almost squirted out the wine that he hadn't swallowed yet.

"Are you old brute finished? Do you want to find an old man to compete? Cui Rushan scolded, and touched the sheath of the Burning Sun with his right hand.

"Elder Cui! I have been offended a lot before, and as a junior, I didn't come to make amends to you. Wang Wujiu's face was full of sincerity, and the smile that he had accumulated for eighteen years was all on his face at this moment.

"I'm only one hundred and eighty-three years old this year, and I can't afford such a big gift from you!" Cui Rushan touched his white beard, and when he heard his Wang Wujiu's words, he blew his beard and glared.

What are you kidding, this old guy doesn't know how much older than him, and he still calls himself a junior, do you want to be ashamed?

Wang Wujiu was stunned, this guy is so old, why does he seem to be very young in his eyes?

However, he no longer defends himself if he has a request for others: "Yes, yes, whatever you say is what it is." Anyway, I'm here to make amends for you today, and I almost injured your natal sword. ”

"You dare to mention this!" Cui Rushan suddenly became angry: "I am kind enough to help you try to break the siege, what about you, you still want to hurt my natal sword spirit, you are really not as good as a beast." ”

"Yes, yes, the juniors know that they are wrong, and they know that they are wrong." Wang Wujiu hurriedly nodded.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to know who you are, and you don't have to make amends with me, you can't do it." Cui Rushan picked up the wine glass again and motioned for Wang Wujiu to leave.

Wang Wujiu smiled, still in place.

"What, what's wrong?" Seeing that Wang Wujiu was still not leaving, Cui Rushan asked impatiently.

"Elder Cui is really a genius, I heard from the owner of the Red Dyeing Workshop that you just received all the remaining sword weapons from the Dry Fish Workshop for the Sword Sect yesterday, and as a sword cultivator, I have always lacked a divine weapon."

"Huh-" Cui Rushan looked at the embarrassed appearance of the young man in front of him, and was even more disgusted by the old guy hiding under this body: "It turns out that there is a request for someone?" ”

The white-bearded old man's eyes rolled and he said, "If you don't reveal your identity, Hugh said that you want to buy a sword from me, and you can't take away a strand of hair from the old man." ”

"That's easy to say!" The young man was delighted in his heart: "Qiyang Sanxiu Wang Wujiu, meet Elder Cui." Please also ask the seniors to wait and let me choose one or two. ”

The white-bearded old man looked at the young man in front of him, and replied expressionlessly, "Not for sale!" ”

What are you kidding, just make up an identity to make him believe? Qi Yang, what the hell is that place? Or do you say it's a casual practice? If the scattered cultivators can have the strength of the Dan, then what is the use of the sect?

"Elder Cui, although I'm young, you can't play tricks on me like this."

"You're young?" Cui Rushan snorted coldly, and was about to scold him for being shameless.

"Rushan, why do you live more and more and go back, why are you entangled with a junior?" A person came in from the door of the wing, his aura was magnificent, but his face was full of gloom, it was Jin Wuji, the sect leader of the Bishan Sword Sect.

"Junior?" Cui Rushan was stunned.

Judging from his fight with Wang Wujiu, although this young man's strength is not inferior to him, it is impossible to surpass Jin Wuji. Now, even the sect master can't see the details of this person.

"Sect Master!" Cui Rushan didn't have time to think about it, and when he saw that the person who spoke was the sect master, he hurriedly got up and saluted.

"Is the transaction between the Sword Sect and the Dry Fish Workshop going well?"

"Now that all the handovers have been completed, please rest assured that the sect master."

"That's good, return to the sect as soon as possible, I'll go first."

Jin Wuji instructed Cui Rushan a few more words, and soon left quietly.

"Elder Cui, you have indeed wronged me, I am eighteen this year, and I am indeed not the disguised monk you guessed." After this, Wang Wujiu finally guessed what Cui Rushan was thinking.

"You, really, Qiyang Sanxiu?" Cui Rushan looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously.

"It's like a fake." Wang Wujiu couldn't cry or laugh.

"Uh-huh, that's good." Cui Rushan circled around Wang Wujiu's body and didn't see any clues.

"And my sword?"

"I'm also doing things for the sect, and I can't be the master of these swords." Cui Rushan's eyes kept purring, and his face looked very embarrassed.

"Okay." Wang Wujiu knew that what he said was true, and he was helpless in his heart, and was about to turn around and leave.

"But!" Cui Rushan's words changed sharply, and then he said: "If you sincerely ask for a sword, come to the Bishan Sword Sect, and I will definitely give you a peerless sword!" ”

"Huh?" Seeing that things were taking a turn for the better, the young man hurriedly approached the white-bearded old man again.

"My Bishan Sword Sect is the head of the Sword Sect in the world, and the sect is not said to be a low-grade spirit sword, a middle-grade spirit sword, or even a high-grade spirit sword, there is no shortage of it. You have spent all your time and come to this Dry Fish Fang Spirit Weapon Hall, just to ask for a mid-to-lower grade spirit sword, and looking at the entire Han Dynasty, there is no place to hide the sword more than my Bishan Sword Sect! ”

Cui Rushan's eyes were full of self-satisfaction, the Bishan Sword Sect, a hundred years old, even in the Luoyang sect that gathers masters from all over the world, it is also a top genus.

"Elder Xie Cui! It's just that it's useless, Elder Cui gave me the divine sword out of thin air, what do you command? ”

Wang Wujiu knows that there is no free lunch in the world, and instead of being constrained in the future, it is better to ask for clarification now.

"After January, the Bishan Sword Sect will open a Wind Sword Club in Baiyun Peak, you need to get the top three in the Sword Meeting, and I will also be at the venue, when the time comes, I will naturally give you the opportunity to choose at will in the Hidden Sword Pavilion."

The young man calculated in his heart, although he didn't know what benefit he would have for him to put forward this condition, but in any case, he really needed a good spirit sword now.

"Then thank Elder Cui first, after a month, I will definitely appear at the Wind Sword Meeting." The boy gave up.

"Good, good, good." Cui Rushan applauded repeatedly, and the corners of his mouth were filled with an unstoppable smile.

This kid, you've been fooled!

……

In the backyard of the Dry Fish Workshop, as the owner of the Dry Fish Workshop, he respectfully bowed at the feet of a young monk at this time.

"I heard from my subordinates that you want to send two masters in the early stage of the Jiedan to move a loose cultivator?" The voice of the young monk was like that of an old man.

"Yes, that young man made trouble with my dry fish market twice, if the disciple doesn't give him some color to see, what is the prestige of my dry fish shop?" Red Dye didn't dare to look up.

The young monk shook his head: "The two knots can't kill him in the early stage, that person is a demon cultivator, and when I come out of retreat, I will naturally kill him with my own hands, and take his inner pill and give it to you." ”

"Demon cultivator?" Red Dye was shocked in his heart, for hundreds of years, there had never been a few demon cultivators in the entire Han Dynasty, and the inheritance of these people had long been cut off.

Demon cultivation does not adopt the method of human practice, although the practitioner is a human being, but after cultivation, he will soon become a complete demon, lose consciousness, go crazy, eat people's lives, and bring disaster to the world.

I didn't expect that young man to embark on such an evil path?