In the face of Qing'er's cold gaze, the young man smiled, and immediately pushed several women in the car away, turned over and jumped out of the car.

"Beauty, you must have also come to participate in the auction of this Imperial City, right? Why don't you go with me, and you can take care of you along the way!"

The young man walked slowly in front of Qing'er, but he completely chose to ignore Yang Yan, and his words were full of frivolity.

"Get out!"

It's just that in the face of such a posture of the young man, a faint word came out of Qing'er's mouth.

"Bold, dare to be rude to our young master!"

When the coachman saw that Qing'er was so denied face to their young master, he immediately shouted like a dog.

"Alas, Ergou, this is your fault, even if this beauty scolds me, but it is my honor to have the opportunity to hear such a beautiful voice, you really don't understand the beauty heart!"

Seeing this, the young man waved his hand and smiled.

"What the young master said is that such a beauty is naturally only worthy of the young master!"

Seeing this, the coachman named Ergou also hurriedly said with a smile, and immediately glanced at Yang Yan with a little disdain and unremitting eyes.

"You puppet sect people, are you so shameless!"

When Yang Yan heard this, he couldn't help but sneer at this time, the young master of the Yin Puppet Sect and the coachman in front of him really interpreted the shamelessness to the extreme.

"Oh, this little brother looks at the face, I don't know which sect he comes from, and what is the relationship with this beautiful girl?"

When the young man heard this, he didn't show the slightest hint of embarrassment, stared at Yang Yan with a smile, and asked.

"This, it has nothing to do with you!"

After that, Yang Yan didn't pay attention to him, took Qing'er's hand on his side, and walked straight in the direction of the auction hall!

"Remember, take care of your dog in the future, don't let him bite people everywhere!"

As Yang Yan's figure disappeared, the voice was not concealed, and it spread on the street under the wrapping of majestic spiritual power.

And as Yang Yan's words fell, the face of the young master of the Yin Puppet Sect also became completely gloomy.

"Young Master, Elder Li and they are behind, do you want to wait for them to come, and then"

Ergou also stared angrily at the backs of Yang Yan and the others in the distance, came to the young man's side, and finally made a movement to wipe his neck.

"No need, the auction is imminent, there is no need to make extraneous branches, the people of the second and fifth doors and the fat leg gate are all eyeing in the dark."

When the young man heard this, he waved his hand and denied Ergou's statement, but his narrow eyes narrowed slightly at this moment and muttered.

"However, if you offend me Tang Kui, if you want to get out of this Imperial Heavenly City alive, I'm afraid it's impossible."

After the small episode of the Yin Puppet Sect, along the way, Yang Yan and Qing'er did not encounter other accidents, and after paying four high-grade spirit crystals at the luxurious gate, the two entered the auction hall.

After stepping into the store, the shock on Yang Yan's face became more and more intense, and Qing'er on the side also turned around with beautiful eyes, looking at the entire auction hall from time to time.

The huge auction hall covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters, and the whole presents a kind of circular staircase, with thousands of densely packed seats, and in those ordinary seats, occasionally interspersed with these small huts, I think it is used by some people who do not reveal their identities when auctioning items, but naturally they need to pay a certain amount of spirit crystals.

Yang Yan doesn't care about these things, just solve the troubles, some things can never be avoided just by hiding, the only solution is to completely eradicate the trouble from the root, and draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, which is also Yang Yan's principle of doing things and things, if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, if people offend me, hehe

In the center of the seats, there is a stone table composed of various colored crystals on the high platform formed by white jade, the stone table is quite wide, if you look carefully below, you will find some space dark grids, I think that many of the auction items are hidden in the dark grid.

There were extremely strange energy fluctuations on the stone table, and it seemed that there were prohibitions under special masters, even if Yang Yan faced those prohibitions, he felt quite tricky.

And the circle closest to the stone platform is a seat, which is obviously a lot more generous than other places, not only the place is wide, the service is also very thoughtful, there is a separate small table in front of each seat, all kinds of fruits and snacks are placed on the table, and there is also a beautiful woman in a special robe to serve and greet, when Yang Yan's eyes swept over there, he already saw several figures sitting in it, thinking that they were all people from the forces of the gate faction in the nearby states.

Yang Yan and Qing'er also swept their eyes, and finally sat down in a back seat in the auction room.

Neither of them likes to be lively, especially for strangers, and they are rarely close.

"Young Master of the Yin Puppet Sect, Tang Kui has arrived!"

However, not long after Yang Yan and the others sat down, a loud voice came from the entrance of the auction hall.

"Tang Kuime"

Hearing this name, Yang Yan's eyes also flashed with a cold color, and then his eyes moved to look at the entrance of the auction hall.

Sure enough, after a while, a familiar figure appeared in Yang Yan's sight, it was the young man who had friction with him on the streets of the city before, the coachman named Ergou did not go together, but there was an old man with white eyebrows and several famous attendants beside him, and a spiritual power coercion emanated from the old man.

"Is there a fifth layer of the psychic realm?"

The old man's aura was so outgoing, it was obviously a little fearless, but just when Yang Yan was staring at the Yin Puppet Sect and his group, the old man and Tang Kui also seemed to have discovered Yang Yan's peeping, and they actually looked up in the direction where he was at the same time.

"It's a soul wave!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Yan was also shocked in his heart, he had heard the news before, and the cultivation of soul power in the Yin Puppet Sect was also much stronger than that of other monks, because their main attack method was the puppet.

The so-called puppets are also artificially refined, and those who can refine the puppets are called puppeteers.

Some powerful puppets in the ancient period even had the terrifying strength of monks who rivaled the Scattered Spirit Realm! And the puppeteers who were able to refine them even surpassed those of alchemists and refiners in that period!

Just imagine, if a strong person whose own strength has reached the realm of dispersion has a puppet equivalent to his own strength at the same time, his combat power will be doubled in an instant! It is reasonable that the status of such a puppet master will reach such a height.

It's just that with the passage of time, some puppeteers with bad intentions just used their crooked brains to avoid the normal refining steps and thought of finding another way, and one day, when a puppeteer who was keen on refining puppets used a living monk to successfully refine a 'human puppet' that was stronger than the puppets that were refined step by step, it was a foreshadowing for the puppeteer's downfall.

As the news spread, more and more puppeteers chose to use living people as materials to refine those more powerful puppets for their own use.

Such an unscrupulous hunting naturally caused panic in the entire immortal cultivation world, but because of the uniqueness of the puppeteer's status and strong combat effectiveness, people dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, which made some puppeteers even more intense.

Finally, after many sects discussed and decided, an alliance was formed by many big forces to exterminate the puppet master, and its momentum was so great that tens of thousands of people responded, you can imagine how arrogant the puppet master was at that time, causing the entire immortal cultivation world to complain.

After several years of bloody battles, with the heavy losses of the alliance, most of the puppeteers who refined the human puppets were strangled and killed, and only a few escaped by luck, hiding in all corners of the continent, not daring to show their faces easily.

With the passage of time, the profession of puppeteer gradually disappeared from people's field of vision, and was eventually forgotten by people.

And what disappeared with it was the rather exquisite art of refining puppets.

Of course, Yang Yan's experience naturally has no way to know these news, and he only mentioned it when he accidentally heard some interesting anecdotes on the mainland that Yang Lao talked about before.

However, according to his estimates, although this Yin Puppet Sect is mainly engaged in refining and controlling puppets, it is impossible for them to master the method of refining 'human puppets', otherwise, they would have already been besieged by the big forces in the neighboring states.

After Tang Kui, the young master of the Yin Puppet Sect, saw Yang Yan, he only glanced at him lightly, and immediately his gaze instantly shifted to Qing'er on his side, which made the chill in Yang Yan's eyes even worse!

"This guy is so good at inches, it's good if he stops talking about it, otherwise he'll have to make some blood!"

Since Yang Yan is entrusted by others, he will be loyal to people, if he encounters a rare young talent who sincerely pursues Qing'er, he is naturally happy to see it happen, but the young master of this Yin puppet faction, not to mention his romantic nature, has a very uncomfortable feeling, Yang Yan naturally will not allow this kind of person, and he has a non-centrific thought about Qing'er.

After staring at it for a while, Tang Kui also looked away, and the group walked straight to the luxury area closest to the auction table, and then sat down in turn.

"Li Sour, I didn't expect the Yin Puppet Sect to send you out this time. ”

Tang Kui and the white-haired old man had just sat down when a deep and majestic voice came from the side.

Yang Yan's own soul power is extremely outstanding, and the person who spoke did not deliberately hide it, so it was extremely clear in Yang Yan's ears.

"Brown sugar old ghost, your fat leg gate battle is not small, it seems that it is for the bottom of the box for this auction, it is bound to win!"

The old man of the Yin Puppet Sect named Li Sour also smiled and said lightly, although his words did not sound hostile, Yang Yan still felt the slightest taste of confrontation from it.

Hearing this, Yang Yan's eyes also glanced at the camp where the fat-legged sect was located, and he always had a question in his heart, why did this sect have such a strange name, and when he saw the brown sugar old man who spoke, he understood most of it in his heart.

The old man's face was flushed, his body was tall and thin, and he looked no different from an ordinary old man, but the only thing that caught the eye was his two legs.

Although he was sitting there now, Yang Yan was also the dog who clearly saw that in the group of people at the fat-legged gate, everyone's legs were obviously thicker than others, giving people a faint sense of extremely strong power.

And among them, the legs of the old man with brown sugar are the thickest, and the people who want to come to this fat leg door have practiced a rather bizarre leg method, the more they practice to the peak, the thicker their legs will be!

"Oh, it's so lively, it's all here."

Between the two talking, there was a light laugh not far away, and the old man Brown Sugar and Li Sour Old Wei both turned around, and finally their eyes fell on an old man who was about to die at the entrance of the auction hall.

The old man was rickety, holding a dragon-headed cane in his right hand, but holding a dry tobacco pouch in his left hand, and he smoked a few puffs from time to time while trembling and walking.

"Oh? It turned out to be the old man in the twilight who was known as the old smoking gun, and Sanwumen actually invited you out to sit in the town this time. ”

The three or five sects are also very special existences in the neighboring states, and their sect masters are good at using various herbs or poisonous weeds to make some materials for their disciples to smoke.

According to whether the material is poison or supplement, the three or five doors are divided into two parts, the medicine door and the poison door.

The people of the medicine sect who smoke the great tonic can use the medicinal effect of those medicinal materials to activate the secret method in a short period of time, which greatly improves their combat effectiveness, while the people of the poison gate, because of the long-term use of various poisonous drugs, the body has already become a gathering place of poison, and even between the casual breathing, there is enough poisonous gas to poison the lives of ordinary people, killing people invisibly.

And this so-called old man in the twilight is the master of the poisonous door under the three or five gates, known as the old man in the twilight.

Seeing the old man coming tremblingly, the monks on both sides of it were afraid to avoid it, and hurriedly retreated to both sides, forcibly giving way to a passage nearly two feet wide.

The old man was obviously quite accustomed to this scene, and he didn't even look at those people, and walked straight towards the middle of the Yin Puppet Sect and the Fat Leg Gate.

Seeing this, the people of the two sects couldn't help but frown slightly, but because of the other party's identity, they didn't say anything.

It's just that the old guy is like a moving poison gas bomb, although these people in his two factions present are not weak, and the poison gas that spills out of the place can't hurt them, but as long as the old guy is too close to him, he will have a feeling like a thorn being re-attacked, which still makes them quite uncomfortable.

And after the group of people from the three or five gates sat down, they began to smoke the ingredients one by one, and the area instantly became cloudy, shrouded in smoke of various colors, and accompanied by various unpleasant smells, so that the people of the other two factions covered their mouths and noses with their hands, and their disgusted and helpless eyes were projected to the location of the three or five gates.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yan also felt quite funny in his heart, but he didn't expect that the three major forces participating in the auction this time were stranger than the other, and he could see the appearance of the young master of the Yin Puppet Sect who had nowhere to go, which made Yang Yan feel quite comfortable in his heart.

However, in his heart, he did not have any underestimation of these three sects, and he was able to stand out among the immortal sects in various states like a hundred schools of thought, each of them must have their own extraordinary means and heritage, and the so-called lion fighting rabbit also tried his best, underestimating the opponent, and it was often himself who suffered. Yang Yan has seen too many things about capsizing in the gutter over the years.

"The auction of the Imperial Heaven City starts now!"

In the middle of the seat, a grand voice wrapped in majestic spiritual power sounded, and everyone's eyes invariably looked at the center of the stone platform.

I saw that on the ground of the white jade platform behind the largest crystal stone, there was a dark grid that suddenly opened, and then everyone saw that a middle-aged man with an extremely ordinary appearance slowly appeared in front of the stone table.

"Welcome to the Imperial Heaven City auction held by my Crazy Sword Gate, the items in this auction are varied and complete, as long as you have enough spirit crystals, you can auction anything you want. On behalf of the Crazy Knife Gate, I would like to thank you for your strong support for this auction!"

The middle-aged man, after finishing speaking, bowed with a smile.

However, in the face of such an enthusiastic middle-aged man's opening remarks, only a few people in the audience echoed him, but they all showed impatient looks, and they didn't buy his enthusiasm.

"Hey, I said Old Man Wang, you say this opening sentence every year, you don't think it's annoying everyone, let's start quickly!"

The old man of the Yin Puppet Sect on the seat spoke a little impatiently.

The people at the three or five doors and the fat-legged door on the side all echoed their words.

The middle-aged man on the auction table smiled when he heard this, and did not have any annoyed look. Obviously, he was quite accustomed to this scene, and immediately stopped talking nonsense, and his eyes slowly swept over the surrounding seats.

"Since everyone is so anxious, then I won't sell it anymore, this Imperial City auction will start now!"

But as the middle-aged man's voice fell, he said that around his white jade platform, there was a kind of colorful fireworks rising in an instant, and on the top of the huge round auction, the mirror made of huge colorful stones on the autumn side refracted the light of various colors, and the flowers and greens that illuminated the whole field were extremely gorgeous.

At the same time, there was a beautiful music as good as Sanskrit, and at this time, the middle-aged man was on the stone platform. Young girls in revealing costumes slowly appeared, curling Nana, stretching their bodies, and the snake-like willow waist twisted and crossed a vein swelling and moving curve.

After a while, the music stopped, and the dancing girls also walked off the stage in turn, and the middle-aged man's voice slowly resounded throughout the auction room.

"The first lot of this auction will be shown below!"

(End of chapter)

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