Chapter 660: The Finale
Ming Suyu originally had a complaint about this mission, saying that the elders in the pavilion should not forcibly assign the task to Fu Yi, after all, at the beginning of recruiting her into the cabinet as a guest, they said that they would not assign her a task that she did not want to complete.
Although she knew that Fu Yi's original plan did not conflict with this, she was inevitably a little embarrassed, and when she heard Fu Yi offer to choose something, she immediately nodded and patted. "Not to mention the Guangwen Pavilion auction, it is the auction of the other three pavilions, we will give you everything you like!"
Fuyi is really happy this time, went to the black market, harvested seven thousand top-grade spirit stones, fought with the black market manager, almost realized the sword momentum, and now she can still pick all the four major pavilion auctions, if it weren't for her low-key and humble history, now she can't wait to go outside sideways!
"Thank you Su Yu Zhenren, when is the next auction? The tracking task is not in a hurry, I will first improve the defensive skirt and Qiankun. ”
"Three days later, there will be one in Tianlan City, which is jointly organized by us and Xianyun Pavilion, in addition to refining materials, there must be a rare spirit tea and spirit wine, I will inform the pavilion, and all your choices will be counted in the public account of the pavilion. If you don't have the materials you like, half a month later, the Treasure Pavilion and the Linglong Pavilion will jointly hold a game in Seven Star City. ”
After writing it down, he thanked Ming Suyu, calculated the distance between here and Tianlan City, got up and hurriedly said goodbye. Tianlan City was not close to Eternal Day City, and as soon as she came out of Guangwen Pavilion, she went straight to the sky, and in an instant she regained her familiarity with volley footwork in her previous life.
Since the early stage of the advanced Yuan Infant, Fu Yi has had a familiar and unfamiliar trance, sometimes wanting to sacrifice the Traceless Imperial Sword to fly, and sometimes wanting to take out the array disk for defense, rather than laying an enchantment closer to himself.
This was a common problem for low-level monks when they first advanced, and she originally thought that she would not have any more, but the reality was that she had almost forgotten about her previous life.
The love and hatred of the previous life have been resolved in this life. 前世再不曾见到家人的遗憾,这一世好好地填补了回来。 Even my sister is the last time I've seen her.
In addition to some useful information and perceptions of heaven and earth and exercises, Fu Yi no longer relies on the memories of his past life, but only wants to create more new memories.
She never forced herself to let go of the past, but before she knew it, everything could be gently let go. The state of mind is clear, comfortable and comfortable, and this realm is what she has always pursued.
In the high altitude for a moment without stopping, the clothes finally rushed down to Tianlan City in the early morning of the day of the auction, the auction is in the middle of the city, with the pavilion as the elegant room, the peak square as the scattered seats, in addition to the auction method is the same as before.
When Fu Yi came to the vicinity of the mountain in the city, someone came forward, it was an elder surnamed Ouyang of Guangwen Pavilion, he first politely bowed, and praised Fu Yi for the last battle of the overstepping kill, until he walked into the pavilion and hesitated to ask: "Fu Zhenren, where was the first one hidden by you?"
"Ahem, cough, ahem, ......" took a sip of spiritual tea and almost squirted out, not for anything else, just because she had forgotten about this first seat outside the clouds. "He's in retreat, if the pavilion is not at ease, I'll ask him to leave a few words of instructions to the jade slip?"
"No, no, no, it's not that I'm worried, it's just that everyone is curious. "Elder Ouyang has been in the pavilion for many years, and the number of times he has seen the first seat is only a handful, and recently he actually heard that the first seat was swept away by a real person, and he disappeared without a trace, so shocked that he and the elders were about to drop their jaws.
"Actually, the location is a matter of secrecy for me, otherwise I wouldn't have to hide it. Fu Yi smiled helplessly, if she really didn't want to see the first hateful fall of the beauty, she wouldn't want to be a kidnapper and take people away.
The two chatted awkwardly for a while, and the first rays of morning light overflowed from the top of the mountain, sprinkled with gold in the green trees and fragrant flowers, and the bell of the auction rang at this time. Elder Ouyang took out the token and activated the phantom formation in the pavilion, and the situation of the auction table appeared in the open space in the pavilion.
"Then I'll go first, and if Elder Fu has anything, he will send a message to me. ”
"Thank you!"
Fuyi took the call token he handed over, and after he left, he put on a layer of enchantment, and explored the spiritual space to look at the situation of Yinyun. He still sat with his eyes closed, unable to tell whether he had realized anything or had gained nothing.
Fu Yi cautiously summoned the voice: "The first real person, can you wake up and leave a jade slip to tell everyone where you are going?"
"No, come back to me if you have something urgent. After he finished speaking, he was no longer willing to accept the transmission of the clothes, almost closing the five senses and using life to perceive.
Fu Yi sighed, this is a strict adherence to the principle that the harder you work, the luckier you are. Seeing him like this, he obviously gained something, and he was quite happy for him.
"It would be nice if I could fly smoothly in the future, good people and beautiful people deserve a long life. "Just like a real person who shakes the light, after being reminded by Lu Lingfeng, he will definitely be on guard, and it will be impossible for him to be killed by Yu Xiaoyao in the future.
While waiting, a stream of spiritual light flew from afar, as if the stars in the sky had discussed and fell here together, deducing a huge and brilliant show.
Sitting lazily on the fence of the gazebo and admiring it, until the aura became less and less, and finally only the lonely sun was left in the sky, and the auctioneer's enthusiastic voice came from the phantom formation in the pavilion.
There are no first-order and second-order treasures in this auction, and the auctioneer who is in charge of the overall situation is an elderly female cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and her face is maintained at around sixty, judging from the situation in the phantom array, Shou Yuan should be about to be exhausted.
However, this did not affect her instigation at all, and every third-order treasure became the best thing in the world under her description, attracting many monks who obviously didn't need it to start bidding, and in the end, the price of each piece far exceeded the actual price.
After the fourth-order auction began, Fu Yi paid attention to every material on the field, and Guangwen Pavilion and Xianyun Pavilion jointly organized it, and rare treasures emerged in endlessly.
It's a pity that there is nothing particularly desirable all the way, some materials she looks at are okay, but Qiankun shows a burst of disgust, as a sword full of rare materials, its vision naturally becomes higher.
Fu Yi had to give up, and when she started playing, she helped the two pavilions to raise the price of the treasure, and the rest of the time she was watching the lively Haoxi, until the auctioneer took out the treasure of the finale, she put down the tea bowl and sat up straight.
"Dear fellow Daoists, little friends, the grand finale of this auction is different from ordinary treasures, compared to the rare materials that can be seen and touched, this one can be regarded as a key to a powerful door. ”
Fu Yi stared wide-eyed in the gazebo, staring at the phantom array and refusing to miss a moment. "I want a key to the powerful, too!"