"This fellow Daoist, if you fancy this thing, you might as well buy it directly. If you don't like it, please leave, don't stop my business here!"

The stall owner was a shrewd man with a thin body, and when he saw Li Yuan picking up the flying sword in front of the stall and was silent for a long time, he gradually lost his patience and reminded in an unkind tone.

"Huh?" Li Yuan woke up from the killing intent when he heard this, and then glanced at the shrewd man, who was suddenly struck by lightning.

From Li Yuan's indifferent gaze, he seemed to feel the breath of death go straight into his soul, and the naked killing intent in that gaze made him feel like falling into an ice cave.

"You ......" For a moment, cold sweat broke out on the shrewd man's forehead, and he didn't know what to say.

Just as his thoughts were spinning about how to respond, Li Yuan's flat and undeniable voice sounded in his ears:

"Where did you get this?"

The shrewd man was a smart man, and combined with Li Yuan's act of picking up the flying sword and pondering, he understood that this flying sword might involve other grievances and grievances.

But as soon as he remembered the identity of the monk who had disposed of it to him at a low price, the shrewd man was immediately entangled.

That's a disciple of Yuanwu Sect, he doesn't dare to offend him if he has a hundred guts, and now once he tells the monk in front of him, if the grievances in this involve him, he is afraid that his future life will be worrying.

"Say!" Seeing that the other party was silent, Li Yuan lost patience and asked coldly. At the same time, his aura loomed and approached the shrewd man.

At this moment, the shrewd man seemed to feel that his throat was being choked by someone, and the breath of death became more and more intense, and his face suddenly became extremely pale.

"It was a disciple of the Yuanwu Sect who dealt with me at a low price!" The shrewd man couldn't bear this deep soul torture anymore, and quickly blurted out.

"Is that really the case!" Li Yuan muttered to himself, then withdrew the wisp of breath released and fell into deep thought.

The shrewd man only felt as if he had been granted amnesty at this time, and after taking a few deep breaths, he looked at Li Yuan with palpitations, hoping that he would leave early.

At this moment, Li Yuan threw him a blank jade slip and said in a deep voice: "Copy the portrait of this person in it!"

Although the shrewd man was very afraid of the behemoth of Yuan Wuzong, the pressure that Li Yuan was putting on him now was more real.

After taking the jade slip, he didn't dare to delay, and directly injected mana to copy the portrait of the disciple of the Yuan Martial Sect in it, and then handed it to Li Yuan.

Li Yuan took the jade slip, then checked it, didn't say anything more, turned around and walked directly towards the outside of the trading market.

I don't kill Bole, but Bole dies because of me. If Li Yuan hadn't asked the young man to wait for him outside the inn, then the young man wouldn't have offended that disciple of the Yuan Martial Sect because of this.

After seeing the portrait copied by the stall owner just now, Li Yuan had already determined that this person was the disciple of the Yuanwu Sect at the beginning, so Li Yuan already had a rough guess about what happened to the young man.

At this moment, Li Yuan suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart, but these guiltes were soon covered with murderous intent.

"Yuan Wu Zong! Yuan Wu Zong ......" Li Yuan walked slowly forward

, muttering to himself.

Although Li Yuan and Yuanwuzong had many grievances, Li Yuan had only been disgusted with this sect all along, but he did not have any hatred.

However, at this moment, the sect of Yuanwu Sect had completely ignited the anger in Li Yuan's heart.

But Li Yuan understands that with his current strength, he is just hitting a stone with an egg!

Taking a deep breath, Li Yuan stopped, slowly raised his head, and looked at the auction hall that was close at hand.

There was still an hour before the auction began, and most of the monks who were eligible to participate had already entered the auction hall in advance.

Li Yuan looked at the process of entering the monk one step earlier than him, it was not complicated, he only needed to hand over the prepared spirit stone to the doorman for inspection, and he could enter it smoothly.

At this point, Li Yuan no longer hesitated, and walked directly to the gate where the doorman was stationed, and then handed the doorman a storage bag full of spirit stones prepared in advance.

After the doorman checked that there was no problem with the number of spirit stones, he handed the storage bag back to Li Yuan, and then took out a token and handed it to him and advised: "The token has its own seat number on it, don't sit around after entering." ”

Li Yuan took the token, nodded expressionlessly, and then walked straight into the auction hall.

Inside the entire auction hall, except for the high platform for the auction items, the rest of the seats are distributed in a stepped pattern, and the high platform is semi-enclosed.

On the left and right sides of the platform, there is a corridor where monks and temporary staff in the auction hall enter and exit from time to time.

Entering the auction hall, Li Yuan glanced around, and then roughly estimated that there were five or six hundred monks that could accommodate here.

At this moment, of the five or six hundred seats, except for the first and second rows of seats in front of them, there are no monks, and about half of the rest of the seats are already occupied by monks.

Li Yuan didn't care about this, he picked up the token in his hand, looked at it, and then looked for it in the hall.

Because the seats in these halls were numbered in order, he quickly found his place.

At this time, there was still a lot of time before the auction began, and most of the monks who came early in the hall naturally couldn't stay idle, and gathered together in twos and threes, and the discussion came and went, making the whole hall quite noisy.

Li Yuan closed his eyes and immersed himself in thinking since he got into his seat, and all the noise in the hall seemed to have nothing to do with him.

At this moment, his mind was still thinking about the young man he met in Tianque City, and he was very puzzled.

It stands to reason that Tianque City is extremely safe, but why was that young man killed?

In Li Yuan's impression, although the young man's qualifications were low, he was very clever, and he definitely knew how to avoid evil in Tianque City and ensure his safety.

But now there is such a result, and there may be other hidden secrets in it.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Yuan suddenly had the idea of going to Tianque City, the purpose of which was not just to find out the truth.

Li Yuan remembered that the boy had said that he also had a little sister, and now that the boy was killed, how could his little sister survive in Tianque City?

Maybe I should help out.

Time passed in a flash, and Li Yuan came back to his senses from his thoughts, and the hall was already full of monks at this time.

Even the positions in the first two rows have already sat on the disciples of the major top sects, including Ning Ze, Shu Mengyuan and others that Li Yuan is familiar with, perhaps it was specially arranged by the Refining Weapon Sect, these people and the few people who clashed with Li Yuan yesterday sat side by side in the first row.

It was precisely because of the arrival of these sect disciples that the entire hall was no longer so noisy and noisy, and even if there were monks talking, they deliberately lowered their voices.

With the ringing of a few crisp bells, the auction officially began.

After the bell completely subsided, a blue light crossed, and I saw a middle-aged man in a fat robe suddenly appear on the auction table, the middle-aged man's eyes swept over the audience, and he said with a smile:

"Welcome all Daoists to come and participate in this auction! Now that the Demon Dao is rampant, we and other righteous sects have no choice but to fight back, after this period of competition, I think everyone present can understand the cruelty of war. ”

"Whether it is a disciple of the sect or a scattered cultivator who came to the aid, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you on behalf of the Xiuzhen Alliance and all the righteous path sects in the north. ”

"In order to thank you for your efforts and dedication, the Xiuzhen Alliance and the five major sects jointly organized this auction. These days, I think you have gained more or less, and this auction will not disappoint you!"

Whether it was a casual cultivator or some sect disciples, after listening to the middle-aged man's words, he faintly became excited. If it weren't for the circumstances, some monks would have to shout loudly.

"Okay, that's the end of the nonsense, now the auction has officially begun!" the middle-aged man announced loudly when he saw that the atmosphere was enough.

"Today's first auction item is the Nine Sons Serial Needle in my hand!"

The middle-aged man said, his right hand flipped, and a jade box appeared out of thin air. Immediately after that, he opened the jade box, and then with a move with his left hand, nine white jade transparent fine needles flew out of the jade box, and if he didn't investigate carefully, he might not be able to find this thing.

"This Nine Sons Chain Needle is a complete set of flying needle-like magic weapons, and all of them must be sacrificed at the same time when they are used, and their number is no more or less, a total of nine, as long as the divine sense is enough, it can be controlled. ”

"As for the power of this magic weapon, it is naturally not comparable to ordinary top-level magic weapons, once this needle is sacrificed, it is extremely penetrating, and ordinary defensive shields can't resist it at all. ”

Flying needle-like magic weapons are quite famous in the cultivation world, but it is rumored that flying needle-like magic weapons are very vicious and vicious.

Because of the small size, fast flight speed, and some even have the function of concealing their figures, they are generally used by monks for sneak attacks.

However, it is also because of the characteristics of the flying needle type magic weapon itself, so it is very difficult to refine, which leads to the fact that the flying needle magic weapon in the cultivation realm is not common.

After the middle-aged man's introduction ended, the monks below couldn't sit still, staring at the auction table with fiery eyes.

Li Yuan couldn't help it

dumb smacked his tongue, if he had changed before, he might have been tempted by this nine-son chain needle, but now no matter what kind of magic weapon it is, it can't enter his magic eyes.

He was sure that he would soon be able to advance to the Jindan stage, and then the effect of the magic weapon would be minimal, if this Nine Sons Serial Needle was a magic weapon, Li Yuan might still be tempted.

"The starting price of this nine-son chain needle is 3,000 spirit stones, and each price increase shall not be less than 100 spirit stones!

The middle-aged man was very satisfied with the reaction of the monks below, so he stopped being verbose and directly started the auction of the Nine Sons Serial Needle.

(End of chapter)

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