Ding Ding Ding –

The auctioneer's voice was accompanied by three crisp and soul-shocking bells throughout the restaurant, and the scene instantly quieted down, and everyone was immersed in the baptism of bells.

"Good afternoon, everybody."

Standing next to the display stood a graceful young woman, dressed in a red dress, with a graceful smile on her lips and a gentle voice.

"I am the auctioneer of this auction, Lan Shao ......" After the beautiful and polite scene was finished, Lan Shao officially entered today's theme, "Now please enjoy the first lot of today, the Seven Star Purple Frost Sword." ”

As soon as the words fell, a short sword covered in snow blue slowly rose from the hollow interior of the display table, and finally froze on the table.

The house was in an uproar.

Jiang Yanlu's gaze also fell on the short sword.

The top of the sword body is engraved with seven hidden five-pointed stars, which happen to be the shape of the Big Dipper.

It is said that when the power of this sword is used to the fullest, thunder and lightning can be attracted through the seven stars of the sword pattern.

Therefore, it is called the Seven-Star Purple Frost Sword.

Cheng Xingqian took a sip of spiritual tea, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's worthy of the auction of the city that never sleeps, and you can get this kind of sword." ”

Lan Shao finished introducing the Seven-Star Purple Frost Sword in detail, and then said with a smile: "The starting price is 400,000 spirit stones, and the price must not be less than 10,000 spirit stones each time." ”

Many sword cultivators present quickly followed the price, and the bidding light balls flickered one after another.

"Forty-one Thousand Spirit Stone ......"

"Four hundred and fifty thousand spirit stone ......"

"Five hundred and one thousand spirit stones......"

In a private room on the second floor, Ke Tang looked at the seven-star purple frost sword on the display table, and suddenly spoke: "Senior brother, do you think that sword is as good as me?" ”

Ji Wen: "??? ”

Ji Wen instantly understood what Ke Tang had in mind, and he said mercilessly:

"I persuade you to die of this heart, even if you have a sword, you will not be able to enter the gate of the Taixuan Sword Sect, let alone become Jiang Yanlu's junior disciple."

"Why?!" Ke Tang was unconvinced, "Where can't I?" ”

Ji Wen saw that his junior brother did not have a clear understanding of himself, so he patiently analyzed with him:

"One, your father's tears will drown you first."

"Second, with your small body, it is difficult to escape, let alone practice the sword."

"Third, and most importantly. Although your appearance is one of the best in our sect. But if you think about Jiang Yanlu's face, think about Xie Qi's face, and then think about Cheng Xingqi's face. Even if you are lucky enough to really enter the Taixuan Sword Sect, you may not be able to enter Jiang Yanlu's master. ”

Family, physique, appearance.

The three mountains of Chronicle crushed Ke Tang's weak, pitiful and helpless back.

He lay on the table with a dejected face, tears spilling over his teacup.

He should continue to be a supernumerary disciple of the Taixuan Sword Sect.

Ji Wen touched his head and said earnestly:

"The Wuxiang Sect will take in every heartbroken Fu Xiu, especially you."

……

The Seven-Star Purple Frost Sword was finally auctioned off by an old man of the Transformation God Realm in the private room on the second floor at a price of two million and eight hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones.

The old man was in good spirits, wearing a dark brown robe of expensive fabric, his silver-white hair neatly tied behind his head, and a taut white scalp could be faintly seen.

Next to him, sat a little girl about five or six years old.

Jiang Yanlu guessed that the seven-star purple frost sword was auctioned by the old man for her.

Although the cultivation realm is guarded by the four major sects, in this millennium of development, there are several relatively large and profound immortal cultivation families.

Although the resources in their hands are not as good as those of the four major sects, it is more than enough to train a few young descendants with good qualifications to stand at the top of the pyramid.

There has been no absolute equality in this world since ancient times, and this is even more true in the cultivation realm.

Hearing Cheng Xing's surprised soft cry, Jiang Yanlu looked sideways at him: "Do you know?" ”

Cheng Xingqian nodded, and said in a low voice: "When I was a child, I went with my grandfather to drink that little girl's full moon wine, and I heard that the elders of his clan plan to send her to Kunlun Palace to practice swordsmanship in two years. ”

Kunlun Palace is the head of the four major sects.

Unlike the Taixuan Sword Sect, the Wuxiang Sect, and the Jinding Sect, these three major sects only focus on one of them.

Kunlun Palace accommodates hundreds of rivers, sword cultivation, Dan cultivation, Fu cultivation, refining instrument cultivation, sound cultivation and so on can all worship under the gate of Kunlun Palace.

Most of the immortal cultivators with a solid background are also willing to send their juniors to Kunlun Palace.

There are many more talented and wealthy disciples in Kunlun Palace than in other sects.

Because of this, the disciples in the Kunlun Palace are generally arrogant.

Jiang Yanlu asked curiously, "Why didn't you go to Kunlun Palace in the first place?" ”

Cheng Xingqian explained: "My father and they also hesitated at the beginning, and finally felt that the Taixuan Sword Sect might be more specialized in swordsmanship, and the master clearly stated that he wanted to accept me as a personal disciple at that time, so I came to worship the master's disciple." ”

The more Cheng Xingqian thought about it, the more he felt that the choice of the elders in his family was very correct, otherwise he would not know Jiang Yanlu and the other senior brothers and sisters.

*

The auction continued, with the first half lasting two full hours, with a total of 10 lots sold and entering the intermission.

Some bidders began to beckon the guys from Baohai Restaurant to serve their food.

Qi Yue's divine sense stayed outside the barrier temporarily set by Jiang Yanlu, and saw that there was nothing else on their tea table except for a few tea cups, so he immediately ordered Yan Wei: "Let the back kitchen cook a few dishes for Jiang Yanlu for free." ”

Immediately skillfully reported the names of a few dishes that Jiang Yanlu likes to eat.

These were all things he noticed when he was eating with Jiang Yanlu.

Yanwei: "......"

The names of these dishes mentioned by Qi Yue are not in Baohai Restaurant.

His honorable man can't remember any of the dishes in the restaurant under his property, but he can casually name several dishes that his admirers like.

And it's free!

Is this reasonable?

The suspicion in Yan Wei's heart expanded again.

Qi Yue also instructed: "Think of a reasonable reason, don't let her notice that something is wrong." ”

Yan Humble Worker Micro: "...... Be. ”

Half an hour later, the carp entered with a few maids holding plates.

Jiang Yanlu looked slightly stunned and looked at the carp: "Is it a mistake, we didn't order." ”

Lili replied: "The steward just told me that all the consignors who come to participate in this auction will give free dinner at Baohai Restaurant, and Lulu you are naturally among them." ”

She offered the lot of Lingshan spring water.

Jiang Yanlu looked at the dishes on the tea table that were full of aura and were all her favorites, and felt a strange coincidence.

"I remember, Baohai Restaurant doesn't have these, right?"

She had seen the menu of Baohai Restaurant and remembered the dishes inside.

Lili replied: "These dishes are newly researched by the restaurant recently, and they have not been updated on the menu. The steward said, if you are not satisfied, you can raise it, and the restaurant will make appropriate improvements. ”

Jiang Yanlu raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's quite a coincidence." ”

She looked at the carp swallowing on the side, and pointed to the spare armchair: "Eat together?" ”

Lili shook his head: "No, it will be seen, Lulu, you put it in a bowl for me, and I will eat it secretly." ”

……

At the end of the intermission, all the plates were removed, and the carp added another pot of Xinling tea, and the auction continued.

The second half of the lot is still the same, and every time it is displayed, it can be displayed at a level that can be eye-catching.

Even if you don't buy it, you can open your eyes by sitting here and watching it for a long time.

“…… There are still two last lots left in this lot, and this is the penultimate lot of the night," Lan Shao put his fingers together, stretched out to the small jade bottle on the display stand, and introduced, "A whole bottle of undiluted, pure, Lingshan spring water." ”

The cap of the bottle was opened, and the rich aura filled the air in an instant.

The moment they smelled it, everyone's pores stretched out, scrambling to absorb the excessively pure aura in the air.

The eyes of the monks who had been stuck on the brink of breakthrough for decades lit up.

Lan Shao stuffed the cap into the mouth of the bottle, and gently put the jade bottle back on the display table, his red lips slightly raised, revealing the standard eight teeth:

"Lingshan spring water, the starting price, 500,000 spirit stones, each time the price must not be less than 10,000 spirit stones."

The effect of Lingshan spring water can be very large or small for monks.

It's just a matter of who it's used for and where it's used.

Especially a bottle of undiluted, pure Lingshan spring water.

The aura of the cultivation realm is gradually thinning, and the more highly cultivated the cultivator, the more aware he is.

If they don't know what day, they will fail to break through because of the lack of aura.

But with the blessing of this bottle of Lingshan spring water, it may not be necessary.

The bidders present have their own considerations, and the bidding is coming and going.

In the blink of an eye, this bottle of Lingshan spring water had already reached 800,000 spirit stones, and it continued to rise.

Qi Yue's bony hands rested on the armchair, and the tips of his index and middle fingers rested rhythmically on the rosewood armrests.

As soon as he thought that Jiang Yanlu's Lingshan spring water would fall into the hands of that group of people, his eyebrows frowned: "Asking for a price." ”

(End of chapter)