"Alright, now, you can bid." Wan Muchun said.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he added, "I know that the sword cultivators here may still have doubts, worried that this wooden sword has its own spirituality and is not controlled by others because it has been reforged by the flesh and blood of the sword. ”

He had clearly expected that there would be doubts about this. Because martyrdom is not a practice advocated by the righteous path in itself, but was pioneered by a demonic cultivator who has fallen on demons. After she gave the sword to herself, the sword became a fierce sword.

It is not controlled by anyone, and it kills people with no regularity. It is said that this is the last revenge of that demon cultivator against the cultivation realm. The last person to surrender to it was Feng Yuqing's previous kendo power, which is said to have soared into an immortal, so it is called a sword immortal.

According to the gossip in the cultivation realm, the demon cultivator and the sword immortal were originally husband and wife, and the demon cultivator did not die after he killed his wife and preached, and then fell into the demon cultivator.

Of course, it's just a conversation after dinner, and no one takes it seriously.

After all, it's been a thousand years, and it's too far away.

In fact, there was a person who took it seriously, and even went to find the fierce sword that was sealed on the bottom of the East Sea after hearing that it was surrendered.

And she really found it, one of Feng Yuqing's four stunts, the sword out of the East China Sea, is due to this trip to the East China Sea.

She can confirm that the story is true, and the inside story is even more ridiculous and pathetic. It's ridiculous that it's the sword immortal who kills his wife and preaches the Tao, and it's sad it's the demon cultivator who is scattered.

Hua Xiangrong shook her head, and remembered that in the previous life, she promised the demon cultivator who still had a trace of obsession to help her take revenge, but the ascension collapsed before half of the middle way. I still owe her a favor, after all, the sword out of the East China Sea is really a powerful killing move.

In this life, if she has the opportunity, she will fulfill her promise.

People who were intentional but hesitant were picked out by Wan Muchun, and Hua Xiangrong recalled the past by himself, and the whole space was quiet.

"You don't have to worry, this sword has been seen by Sect Master Gu of the Canglan Sect, and there will definitely be no problem." Wan Muchun broke the silent atmosphere.

This Wan Mu Chun is really human. Propaganda Mu Jian used Feng Yuqing as a gimmick, dispelled his doubts, let Gu Chaosheng endorse him, and picked himself up completely, and in the end, there was a problem that had nothing to do with Wanbao Pavilion anyway.

Feng Yuqing has been dead for a hundred years, as for Gu Chaosheng, who dares to ask him for an explanation.

However, if he was telling the truth, and this matter was still related to Gu Chaosheng, Hua Xiangrong was a little interested.

"Now, make a bid." Wan Muchun repeated.

Hua Xiangrong's mirror has never been turned back since the auction of the centering ring. There are many people like her who are not interested in the twelve lots.

Of course, there are also people who have been bidding and are very interested in these magic weapons.

This time, the same person who had been bidding made another bid.

Bright Moon Sword Book, Volume I.

Is this person a sword cultivator? Doesn't it mean that sword cultivators are relatively poor? Why did he keep bidding? However, although there are many bids, there are very few that are received. For example, the centering ring, he was the one who bid for fifty taels of gold.

The Bright Moon Sword Book was written by a famous sword cultivator hundreds of years ago with his life's work. The word bright moon is taken from "Bright as the moon, when can it be taken", which is said to symbolize the sword cultivator's pursuit of another person.

Once again, the gossip of the cultivation realm is that this sword cultivator is a woman, and the bright moon she wants to touch is also a woman.

This Hua Xiangrong really doesn't know whether it's true or not, she only read the next volume of the Mingyue Sword Book back then, and she hasn't read the last volume.

The preciousness of the Mingyue Sword Spectrum is not under the wooden sword at all, if nothing else, the wooden sword should fall into his hands.

"Is this guest sure that he wants to exchange the Bright Moon Sword Spectrum for a wooden sword?" Wan Muchun was obviously also a little surprised. You must know that his Wanbao Pavilion collects all kinds of exercises in the world, but there has been no trace of the upper and lower volumes of the Bright Moon Sword Book.

The next volume was taken by Feng Yuqing back then, and her whereabouts are unknown after her death, and there has been no news of the last volume, but I saw it here today.

"Sure." The man's voice was also very rigid, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

It seems that this ukiyo-e can also hide a person's true voice as well, so that troubles such as murder and treasure hunting can indeed be avoided.

"The Mingyue Sword Spectrum is precious and abnormal, and there has been no trace for a hundred years, this guest, can you let me do an appraisal first?" Wan Muchun pondered for a moment and asked.

"Yes." The man said. Then he put the sword book on the table.

After the sword spectrum disappeared, the small space fell silent. Wan Muchun should have gone out to do an appraisal.

"I don't know where this brother Tai found the first volume of this Bright Moon Sword Spectrum?" Someone suddenly asked.

He was one of the people who bid for the wooden sword.

"Picked it up." The man replied. Although I couldn't hear his tone under the influence of Ukiyo-kan, I could feel the banter and casualness contained in these two words.

"Where did you pick it up?" The person who asked him the question asked.

"Forget." Two more short words.

"You ......" Although he should have been furious at this time, his voice still sounded very rigid, without any emotion, and even more joyful.

"After identification, this is indeed the first volume of the Bright Moon Sword Spectrum. Then I declare that this wooden sword belongs to this guest. Wan Muchun's voice appeared again.

The finale of the auction is a sheet music, with a good name, called Piercing the Forest. There was only one person who made the bid, and Hua Xiangrong intuitively felt that he was Su Budu.

After hesitating for a moment, Hua Xiangrong followed. Because Su Budu, a smart man who has no last resort, only bid one or two pieces of silver. And Hua Xiangrong paid two taels of silver after he made a bid.

Although there were many monks present, it was clear that they did not have a good eyesight. It's not that she has to embarrass Su Budu, it's just that he has too little, and she is also tempted by this score.

Because there is not only music in this score, but also the way of nature in the fairy path. The so-called "there is no wind and rain and no sunshine", "a cloud of smoke and rain is life". What's more, this piercing forest beating leaf is a powerful sword move in itself.

In the previous life, she had only heard of it, and it turned out to be in Wanbao Pavilion.

In fact, if the flower wants to make a bid, Wanbaoge will lose a lot. Because Wanbao Pavilion has another rule that is not a rule: the treasures that have been decided to be sold or auctioned will never be taken back.

So theoretically, if you're the only one who buys something, then congratulations, you can almost pick up a treasure for nothing.

Although it only increased by one tael of silver, one tael of silver can buy a lot of osmanthus candy to eat. Hua Xiangrong thought with peace of mind.

"Is anyone else bidding?" Faced with this bizarre bidding, Wan Muchun had no choice but to ask cheekily. The rules are set by him, but in this situation, he must have lost a lot.

No one paid any attention to him, and the man who had been bidding did not move. Hua Xiangrong suddenly felt that his previous bids were all disguises, and only wanted the wooden sword to be real.

"Since there is no one to bid again, then according to the principle of the highest bidder, the score belongs to the bidder...... The guests of two taels of silver were owned. Wan Muchun paused when he mentioned the bid before speaking.

He scolded these illiterate monks in his heart, how could his book be worth only two taels of silver?

"Wait." Su Budu, who only paid out one or two pieces of silver, said.

Wan Muchun was extremely dissatisfied with him now, and his tone of voice was no longer soft, and he asked firmly, "Is there anything else about this guest?" ”

Su Budu seemed unaware of his unfriendly tone, and he said, "I heard me right, when did you say that the principle of this auction is that the highest bidder wins?" ”

"This guest, you give one tael of silver, and the other guest gives two taels of silver, and a three-year-old child knows who to give the score to." Wan Muchun said unceremoniously.

Unless, you're willing to increase the price. That's his subtext.

"I see, I was taught. Congratulations to this ...... Daoist friends have got this sheet music. Su Budu said.

"Concession." Hua Xiangrong replied.

She felt that Wan Muchun should have the urge to stab the two of them to death with a sword at this moment.

"Okay, now is the last lot we're going to close, everyone." Wan Muchun adjusted quickly, and his tone had returned to normal.

Hua Xiangrong felt that the breathing of several people present suddenly became heavy.

Could it be that this last item is the biggest highlight of today's auction? Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but sit up straight and watch the red cloth fall.

When she saw it, she suddenly wished she had never seen it. Hua Xiangrong only felt that anger was surging upward, and the thousand words in her heart converged into one sentence: How dare you?

The last auction item on the twelfth wooden plate was Ayachi's Blazing Sun Whip!

The Blazing Sun Whip is not only calcined by the Blazing Sun Fire, but also contains Ayachi's natal fire, which can be said to be one of the top demon weapons in the world. With this whip, Ayaqian was almost invincible in the cultivation realm.

And now, her blazing sun whip actually appeared at the auction of Wanbao Pavilion. This shows that something must have happened to Ayachi, and her worries have become a reality.

"Everyone, please see, this is the last saint of the Phoenix Clan, known as the Demon Weapon of the Fire Phoenix Venerable Lord, the Blazing Sun Whip." Wan Muchun introduced.

Hua Xiangrong only felt that her heart was like a mess, and she couldn't wait to ask Wan Muchun now, where did this blazing sun whip come from, and what happened to Ayaqian?

Someone asked for her, it was Su Budu.

"It is said that the Fire Phoenix Venerable Lord has been missing for a hundred years, dare to ask the Lord of the Ten Thousand Pavilions, how did her demon weapon get into your hands?"

"I don't seem to have to answer your question, guest." Wan Muchun said.

"And what if you stole it? In case the Fire Phoenix Venerable Lord seeks revenge one day, wouldn't the person who photographed this blazing sun whip today be burned to ashes by her fire? Su Budu asked rhetorically.

"You can rest assured that she won't trouble you. That's all the old man said, so let's bid if you're interested. Wan Muchun smiled slightly and said.

He dared to say that, and that Ayachi was probably already ...... No, it can't be, she's from the Phoenix clan, and her natural skill is Nirvana, so she doesn't die so easily.

What's more, Ayachi has already passed the eighth Nirvana fire, who can kill her in the whole world?