Author: Battle of Tiandu

"Is there a higher price than these seventy spirit stones?" If not, I'll trade with this fellow Daoist."

The tall man wearing a hat asked loudly several times at the crowd in the auction hall.

I don't know if he did it intentionally or unintentionally, he added a bit of mana to the sound, causing its sound to spread throughout the entire auction hall, buzzing.

Some cultivators who are not in the realm of cultivation enough, or who are relatively low, will not be able to detect their true cultivation through this small move.

If there is a careful person who deliberately observes, he will definitely be aware of the true cultivation of this man with a hat.

At this moment, Lin Yunchen, who had passed through the disguise and rest, was very anxious in his heart, his palms were wet and he didn't know it, he couldn't wait to go up, snatch the jade box in the hand of the man in the hat and forcibly trade.

However, Lin Yunchen still held back the anxiety in his heart, rolled his eyes, and secretly scolded in his heart: "Can you hurry up, call like this for a while, I won't have any spirit stones to continue bidding."

When the man in the hat asked several times, no one quoted the price again, and then traded with the short and fat middle-aged man in front of him for the Lei Jijing in his hand.

"Thank you for such a high price, the old man is deeply ashamed of this." The man in the hat handed the jade box containing Lei Jijing to Lin Yunchen.

Lin Yunchen, a short and fat middle-aged man with makeup, smiled and reached into his arms to take out a storage bag containing spirit stones, and handed it over as well.

After handing over the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Lin Yunchen put Lei Jijing into his storage bag, smiled slightly, and gestured:

"Daoist friends don't have to be so polite, since it's a business, pay attention to your love and my wishes, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

"That's true", the man in the hat nodded slightly, and his good impression of this short and fat middle-aged man spontaneously appeared.

The trading behavior of the two of them made the tall man in black who had quoted earlier tremble with anger and felt uncomfortable.

The cold glint in his eyes flashed, and a trace of imperceptible cruel gaze quickly flashed at the back of the short and fat middle-aged man.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, bending up in a strange amplitude, as if he wanted to do something to this short and fat middle-aged man.

The short and fat middle-aged man Lin Yunchen was disguised as if he had some kind of telepathy in an instant, suddenly turned his head and glanced at the back casually.

Lin Yunchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt a slight doubt in his heart, seeing that behind him, there were no monks who were particularly worthy of his attention, looking at him.

He said to himself: "Could it be that I was too careful just now? Or is there some other evil intention that no one knows......?"

Lin Yunchen thought of this, he sighed lightly in his heart, and then the inexplicable fear of this was gone, and he raised his feet and strode towards his position.

When Lin Yunchen sat down, he inexplicably sensed that in his body, several divine powers flashed quickly.

Lin Yunchen didn't do anything immediately, and calmly continued to sit in his seat, waiting for the end of today's auction meeting.

Regarding his unscrupulous divine sense probing of others, Lin Yunchen secretly guessed: "It is very likely that it is because his cultivation realm is too low, only in the early stage of foundation building, others will act so recklessly, it seems that he has now become the target of public criticism."

"There is a little bit of innocence in the husband, and there is a sense of guilt in it."

"After you get out later, you must have a good deal with these people, you can't just ............ like that."

At the same time, just when Lin Yunchen was secretly suspicious, the voice of a middle-aged man in the auction hall suddenly sounded.

"Now that your things have been sold, now the Three-Yuan Mixed Spirit Array continues to start bidding, and the four and a half million spirit stones you offered earlier can be repaid."

Wen Yuanbai looked directly at the man with a hat and said calmly.

"Of course, I'll foam at the mouth and spit a nail," replied the man in the hat, shrugging his shoulders and responding solemnly.

"If that's the case, that's good."

"I don't know all the Daoists and family masters present, but is there anything more expensive than 4.5 million lower grade spirit stones? Now quote the price!" Wen Yuanbai rolled his eyes, withdrew his gaze, and looked around at the people in the hall and asked.

After Lei Jijing's episode, everyone's high mood at this moment has dropped too much, and almost no one looks at Wen Yuanbai Old Dao on the high platform.

On the high platform, as the auction item, the three-yuan mixed spirit array, everyone look at me, I look at you, sitting silently on the chair, no one is bidding anymore, bidding for this array.

Wen Yuanbai, who was waiting to preside over the auction, waited for a long time, and then tried to ask loudly again, the few family owners who had just bidd, and which man was dressed as a rich man.

Seeing that no one else had any more interesting offers, he immediately made a deal.

"Congratulations to this fellow Daoist, I won this item with 4.5 million spirit stones, I promised the Daoist friend before, I don't know if this Daoist friend will accept it."

Wen Yuanbai Lao Dao set his eyes on the man with the hat.

"Thank you, Wen Daoyou," the man in the hat said, and then looked around at the monks of the auction meeting.

He arched his hand again and said loudly: "Thank you for your kindness, then I will not be polite."

"Please, this fellow Daoist, go to the apse first and deliver the spirit stone", Wen Yuanbai raised his hand to signal Zhengse and said.

Wen Yuanbai Lao Dao glanced at it again, and the four heavily armed guards standing still beside him ordered: "There is nothing for you here, you four bring this storage ring to the apse, and you must ensure the safety of this object ring."

"Yes, Elder Wen Yuanbai," one of the guards stepped forward and said with his fists clenched respectfully.

Not long after, I saw a beautiful maid in the auction house leading the way, and when the man with the hat passed not far from Wen Yuanbai's side, Wen Yuanbai said quietly:

"With all due respect, Daoyou's bid must have offended many monks by now, and he still accepts the old man's previous kindness."

"On behalf of this auction, I can provide you with two Elders of Keqing for free, and it is good to send Daoyou back, after all, safety is the most important thing."

In the eyes of the man under the hat, a flash of vigilance quickly flashed, and he gave Wen Yuanbai a kind hint, and the man in the hat was particularly attentive, and quietly responded:

"Thank you Wen Daoyou for thinking about my safety, I accept Wen Daoyou's kindness", after saying that, he immediately followed the maid who led the way into the back hall.

"Fellow Daoists".

Wen Yuanbai looked around at the people at the auction and said with a full heart: "Today's auction is over, thank you for coming to the auction, and congratulations to the Taoist friends who got their wishes today."

"Tomorrow is the last of the 10-year auction in Mingyuan City, and those who are interested should sign up to come."

"Old man Wen Yuanbai, on behalf of the auction house, we are waiting for all of you to come, the door of the auction will open later, please don't panic, come out in turn."

It didn't take long, about a dozen breaths, before the stone door of the auction slowly rose.

There was a rumbling burst of dust, and the heavy stone gate of the auction conference slowly rose.

A long-lost light appeared at the gate of the monks, and everyone in the hall did not make a fuss when they saw this, and lined up in turn.

At this time, Lin Yunchen, who turned into a short and fat middle-aged man, also followed him.

Lin Yunchen, who had just walked out of the auction, was vaguely aware that there were several divine senses staying on him, and Lin Yunchen immediately followed the flow of people quietly and walked towards the shops in the prosperous area of Mingyuan City.

Before I knew it, it was already late afternoon.

The scorching sun in the sky was already slanting to the west, and the city was already full of people, and the more than 1,000 monks who had just come out of the auction were even more crowded.

The major shops in the city are vigorously shouting for the magic weapons, pills, talismans, and other spiritual materials sold by their shops.

I want to take advantage of the opening of the auction conference, many monks come here, make a lot of money, and make a lot of money.

Soon after, Lin Yunchen bypassed the crowd and squeezed into a shop, where he stopped and walked around, seemingly looking for something in the shop.

His mind was watching, followed by some uneasy and well-meaning monks of his own, but whenever Lin Yunchen looked back, he didn't find anything abnormal.

"Well, since you're willing to follow me, then follow me, I'd like to see who's more patient."

Lin Yunchen said secretly in his heart, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile.

Then Lin Yunchen ran around the city again, almost all the famous shops, Lin Yunchen went in and turned around, making the monks who followed behind miserable, and couldn't help but scold his mother secretly in his heart.

"Damn, is this guy a rabbit? always running from side to side, he doesn't look like a middle-aged man, but like a young man in his twenties."

A man in a black power suit scolded in a low voice at the short and fat middle-aged man who disappeared not far in front of him.

"Don't complain, keep up," that thing "can't let this guy take away," said a man next to him, pretending to be looking at the goods sold at the counter, whispering quietly.

At this time, Lin Yunchen, who was running around, saw a plaque not far away, he hesitated slightly, pondered for a moment, and then quickened his pace.

At the gate, before he could warmly invite Lin Yunchen in, a monk dressed as a small man spoke, Lin Yunchen raised his hand to stop him, and without saying a word, he followed in.

At this time, the waves of monks who followed closely followed saw Lin Yunchen's short and fat middle-aged man in disguise enter the shop, and they also pretended to buy things and followed in.

In a wide and bright aisle, Lin Yunchen stopped an attendant who passed by here, and said in a low voice: "Lu Jun here, is the shopkeeper Lu here?"

"You are looking for Lu Jun's shopkeeper, I don't know who the senior is Lu Jun's shopkeeper, so I can pass it on to the seniors", the attendant asked with a respectful look on his face and a smile.

"There's no need to pass it on, you can just take me to him", Lin Yunchen said, quietly pouring out four or five spirit stones from his sleeve and handing them to the attendant in front of him.

The attendant got the benefit, and immediately understood it and took Lin Yunchen to a room in the background.

When he walked to the door of the room, Lin Yunchen waved his hand and still said in a low voice: "Thank you for leading the way, you can go and get busy with yours."

"Okay, then senior, please take care of it yourself", the attendant bowed.

At this time, more than a dozen people pretending to buy things in the shop saw all this in their eyes, and they suddenly panicked for a while, not knowing what to do next.

A man in black with a hooked nose touched his nose and said to his companion: "Go out first, I have planted a divine imprint on that person, even if he puts wings, he will not be able to run."

The other person smiled knowingly, and his lips moved and said: "It's still Brother Qi's thoughtfulness, let's go outside and wait first, it's not easy to do things in the city."

Not long after, behind the shop of the True Martial Temple, a man with a white face and beard, who looked like a scholar, came out of a hidden back door, and his appearance was quite handsome.

He gently fanned a folding fan made of paper in his hand, and walked out of the alley in a big way, and in a short time he blended into the crowd on the main road.

The next moment, the scholar-like man disappeared into the vast sea of people coming and going, and he was nowhere to be seen.