"So many people?"

Ji Yaoxue looked at the dense crowd in front of her, a little surprised. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although she had heard of the reputation of the Ink Spirit Refining Workshop, she didn't expect that the auction at the beginning of a month would attract so many monks!

"Yaoxue, do you know, it is said that this auction is likely to be the last. ”

The person who spoke was dressed in a dusty white shirt, but it was Bai Yuhan, the commander of the White Harrier Guard.

The relationship between the two is excellent, and they are called casually in private.

"The last time?" Ji Yaoxue looked puzzled.

Bai Yuhan explained: "Well, after hearing that the sect is big/comparative, Mr. Mo left the royal city. It is estimated that these Jindan real people are worried that after Mr. Mo leaves, it will be difficult for them to have such a chance again. ”

After a pause, Bai Yuhan's gaze swept over the crowd not far away, and said: "Look over there, Bixia Palace, Nanyue Sect, and your Jindan real people from Qingshuang Gate are here, I estimate that this auction will be extremely fierce!"

Ji Yaoxue nodded, a little absent-minded, with a trace of melancholy between her eyebrows.

Bai Yuhan noticed Ji Yaoxue's strange appearance and said in a low voice: "What, there is something on your mind?"

Ji Yaoxue hung her head and was silent.

"Did you quarrel with the king, or was it because of that Su Zimo?" Bai Yuhan asked again.

"Hmm. ”

Ji Yaoxue replied and did not hide it.

Regarding this matter, Ji Yaoxue told Bai Yuhan a few years ago.

Bai Yuhan said: "The king asked you to take this superb flying sword, I'm afraid I have a thought, I want you to get to know Mr. Mo, right?"

Ji Yaoxue nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Sister Bai, what do you think?"

"Me?"

Bai Yuhan smiled: "Although I haven't seen that Su Zimo, I have seen Mr. Mo." I dare to assert that Su Zimo is definitely not as good as Mr. Mo. ”

Listening to Yuxuan, the green-shirted monk was neither humble nor arrogant, and in the face of the pressure of the two major forces of the True Fire Gate and the Red Vulture Guard, he was still calm and calm, and the scene of turning the tide in a few words brought Bai Yuhan too deep an impression.

Ji Yaoxue frowned.

Bai Yuhan said: "Yaoxue, if I say this, maybe you don't believe it, but when you meet him, you will definitely feel the difference of this Mr. Mo." ”

Ji Yaoxue said lightly: "Let's talk about it." ”

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Canglang Zhenren put his hands behind his back, held his head high, his eyes were indifferent, and walked towards the crowd with the two disciples of Si Yutang and Shen Mengqi, faintly exuding a fierce aura.

Many people noticed it and subconsciously looked sideways.

Bixia Palace is one of the five major sects, and in addition, Canglang Zhenren himself is a well-known ruthless character.

Although the crowd was crowded, many monks had scruples and gave way to a passage.

Soon, the three of them had already walked to the front of the crowd.

In the first row, in addition to the three Canglang Zhenren later, there are Yunshan Zhenren of Nanyue Sect, his true disciple Shi Jian, and the last one is Yining Zhenren of Qingshuangmen.

"This time, I am bound to get the best spiritual weapon, so don't fight with the two Taoist friends. Canglang Zhenren looked sideways slightly, and although his tone was flat, it revealed an undoubted meaning.

"Huh. ”

Yunshan Zhenren smiled and said, "Canglang, what you say is boring." You are bound to win, and so am I!"

Then, Yunshan Zhenren turned his head and asked, "What did Yining Daoyou say?"

"It's nothing, since it's an auction, everyone competes fairly, there's nothing to say. ”

Yining Zhenren has also been preparing for a long time in order to bid for this superb spiritual weapon, so it is naturally impossible to retreat because of Canglang Zhenren's words.

Canglang Zhenren sneered slightly and stopped talking.

Squeak!

At this moment, a crack suddenly opened in the door of the Ink Spirit Refining Workshop.

Whew!

Countless eyes fell on the door of the Ink Spirit Refining Workshop, their expressions were excited, and their eyes were looking forward to it.

A woman flashed out of the gate, her hair was yellow and curly, messy, but her appearance was so beautiful that people would subconsciously ignore that flaw.

"Nianqi Daoyou, you can figure it out. ”

"Nianqi Daoyou, you have become beautiful again. A Jin Dan real person said cheekily.

"Nianqi Daoyou, it's me, cough cough, I'm here again. ”

But all the monks who have been in the royal city for a year and a half know that every time the auction is held, Mr. Mo will not show up, and Nian Qi has always presided over it.

Don't look at Nian Qi just dressed as a maid and cultivating the foundation, but no one dared to despise her as a Jindan real person present.

Nian Qi didn't speak first, pressed his hands weakly, and pressed down.

The originally noisy scene instantly fell silent.

You must know that there are tens of thousands of monks at the scene, including thousands of Jindan real people, but the little maid is just a simple gesture, but it makes everyone quiet!

Seeing this scene, Shen Mengqi's eyes showed a touch of envy.

A maid has such energy, and what kind of extraordinary character is her master?

"I see that there are a lot of strange Taoist friends here today, so I will briefly repeat the rules of the auction. The bidder will receive a number from me in a while, and he needs to prepare thirty materials, and the reserve price is 500,000 high-grade spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 10,000 each time, and the one with the highest price will get it. ”

After speaking, Nian Qi took out a large handful of jade tokens from the storage bag, marked with numbers, and scattered them in mid-air.

Canglang real man waved his robe and snatched the No. 1 token.

Yunshan Zhenren got the No. 2 token, and Yining Zhenren got the No. 3 token.

The other number tokens were also taken away by many Jindan real people behind the three of them.

Although there were a large number of people at the scene, there were tens of thousands of people, but most of them were disciples brought by Jindan Zhenren.

The real bidders were the thousands of Jindan real people present.

"The auction has officially begun!"

As soon as Nian Qi's voice fell, someone in the crowd had already begun to raise signs and call for prices.

In an alley not far from the crowd, a delicate carriage was parked.

There were two women sitting in the carriage, one of whom was plump and curvaceous, exuding a mature and seductive atmosphere.

Another woman was wearing a pink dress and a veil, so she couldn't see her face, but her eyes blinked lightly, but they seemed to have ripples and moved!

"Aunt Gu, what's the origin of this Mo Ling, make a bidding meeting and steal the business of Tianbao Auction House. The girl in the pink skirt frowned slightly, and there was a trace of anger and curiosity in her tone.

"I don't know. The mature woman called 'Aunt Gu' shook her head.

"I heard my father say that he was a young man, only in his early twenties, and my father praised him very much and spoke very highly of him. The woman in the pink skirt muttered.

"What's the matter, the eldest lady of our Su Nu Sect is interested in him?"

Aunt Gu looked at the girl in the pink skirt with a smile and asked jokingly.

"Cut. ”

The girl in the pink skirt pursed her lips, a little disdainful, raised her chin, and said confidently: "If I come forward, I only need to hook my fingers, then why Mo Ling must not obediently bow down under my skirt?" (To be continued.) )