Chapter 117: The Scramble

The entourage carried the wooden knife holder to the hall, and Zheng Tiandong ripped off the red cloth, his movements were clean and neat, and he did not hesitate.

"Wow!" exclaimed!

But see the knife frame exquisite, carved dragon and painted phoenix, swallowing mountains and rivers, a secluded long sword on it is horizontal in it, this sword is about two feet two inches long, one inch longer than the general sword, the whole body is green, the hilt of the sword is engraved with a unicorn, angry eyebrows, fierce and monstrous, although the sword body is hidden in the scabbard, but the killing breath is still there, diffuse in all directions, close to the hearts of the people, the characters in the rivers and lakes present all saw a shudder.

Lin Yinyin's luck dantian, swimming all over the body, after some exercises, the chill disappeared, and looked at Ruoxian and Duan Yu, Ruoxian closed her eyes tightly, and there was a faint trace of true qi between the tips of her hair, obviously she was also exercising to resist the evil of the green underworld, and then looked at Duan Yu, but her face was full of red light, and she laughed as usual, but her face was a little more drunk.

"His grandmother's, this Fenjiu is so fierce, he has only drunk a few bowls, how can he be so dizzy" Duan Yu muttered quietly, talking to himself on the side, as soon as he raised his head, he met Lin Yinyin's gaze, and saw that the other party's eyes were cold, and he felt weak, so he had to look away and smile embarrassedly.

Lin Yinyin glanced at Duan Yu, but she was amused in her heart, and said secretly: "This stupid boy has lived in Kunlun for a long time, I don't think he has ever tasted the Central Plains spirits, he is greedy for a cup for a while, and he has drunk too much, but he doesn't know that Fenjiu is strong and easy to get up." ”

Duan Yu's skill is much higher than that of Ruoxian, coupled with the peculiar technique, and he drank too much wine, he only felt hot and dry, and he couldn't detect the cold aura emanating from Qing Ming at all.

"What is the origin of this Qing Ying Sword, that it can exude such a strong killing aura?" Lin Yinyin muttered in a low voice

After the immortal practice was completed, he took a long breath, and happened to hear Lin Yinyin's doubts, and explained: "Sister doesn't know, the origin of this Qingying Sword is not small!"

Twenty years ago, Lu Shentong, a clever craftsman, inadvertently obtained a piece of thousand-year-old ice crystal, so he did not hesitate to spend 7749 days, using civil and military fire to smelt repeatedly, and finally integrated into the dark iron, before creating this sword, named Qingming. As soon as the "Qing Ming" came out, it was incomparably sharp, and its cold sword qi could be felt even three zhang away, and it soon became one of the best divine weapons in the rivers and lakes. It's just that this Lu Shentong is known as a wonderful craftsman, and he pursues the ultimate in his life, he thinks that although the "Qing Ming" is good, it is not perfect enough, so he took the "Qing Ming" to visit the primitive mountains, in order to be able to find a unicorn beast, take its essence and blood, and open the front for the "Qing Ming".

Lin Yinyin listened to the fanaticism in her heart, and said strangely: "Is there really a unicorn beast in this world?"

Ruoxian shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't know this, but since then there has been no trace of Qing Ming and Lu Shentong, and it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that he took danger with his body, angered the divine beast, and was swallowed by the Qilin, and died without a whole body, and some people think that he finally succeeded, and killed a Qilin Divine Beast with Qing Ming, and took its essence blood to open the front for Qing Ming, and since then he has been incognito and withdrawn from the rivers and lakes." ”

"Then where did this Blue Shadow Sword come from?" Lin Yinyin was puzzled

Although there are rumors on the rivers and lakes, but no one can cover the coffin, this has become a mystery in the martial arts at that time, but after a long time, it gradually faded out of the rivers and lakes, who knows that five years ago, someone found it in a grotto on Lingyun Peak, the "Qing Ming" sword reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and set off an uproar in the martial arts at that time. It has changed hands several times, and what is puzzling is that anyone who has obtained it will have a great increase in killing spirit, and martial arts will also improve to a higher level, but in the end, they will lose their minds and become a puppet who loves to kill. Even so, there are still many people in the rivers and lakes who are desperately fighting. At that time, there was a retired master who could not bear this sword to cause the bloody rain in the rivers and lakes, so he took action to stop it, and took it away and hid it after taking the "green underworld", which calmed down the turmoil, until half a month ago, listening to the rain pavilion released the news, saying that there was a "green underworld" whereabouts, and it was publicly sold in the listening rain pavilion on August 5, which attracted many people in the rivers and lakes to gather.

After hearing this, Lin Yinyin understood the ins and outs of it, and thought: "No wonder I feel that this sword is so powerful, and it is still controlled by it from a few feet away, and I don't know who the master took it away? No, I haven't heard the master mention it before, if it is the master, how can it be allowed to fall into this Listening Rain Pavilion?"

When I was thinking, I saw two people in front of me getting up, it was the two old men, one purple and one gray, the two of them had been drinking alone since they entered the Listening Rain Pavilion, ignoring all kinds of the outside world, and they were not interested in the slightest, but they reacted at this moment, and they were clearly coming towards the "Qingying" sword.

The two got up and slowly approached the hall, the gray-clothed old man always holding the yellow cloth-wrapped utensil tightly in his right hand. Seeing this, Lin Yinyin glanced at Duan Yu Ruoxian, and also got up and followed, but she didn't press, she only stopped three feet away from the two of them, waiting for an opportunity to observe.

Zheng Tiandong was high-spirited and calm, without a trace of worry in his expression, as if he was confident, and he was not worried at all about the idea of someone playing "Qing Ming".

"Everyone, the name of this sword is Qingming, as for the origin, there is no need for Zheng to introduce it in detail, hehe, it's up to you next. ”

After speaking, Zheng Tiandong waved his hand, and then wrapped the sword in red cloth.

"I'll give you five hundred taels of gold!"

"One thousand taels!"

"Two thousand taels!"

.......

The shouting came and went, the people in the rivers and lakes were vying to bid, as the call became higher and higher, more and more people participated, and the price once soared to 30,000 taels of gold, Zheng Tiandong was a little surprised by this price, the person who shouted the price was a graceful and luxurious middle-aged man, dressed in brocade, full of brilliance, and at first glance he was a rich businessman, not like a person in the rivers and lakes.

Ruoxian approached Lin Yinyin and said softly: "Sister Lin, this person's name is Shen Wanjin, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called "Touching the Golden Holy Hand", his family has a lot of wealth, but his martial arts are mediocre. ”

Lin Yinyin nodded and smiled gratefully.

A thin old man in ragged clothes walked out of the crowd and said with a smile: "Shen Wanjin, do you think that being rich is great? Do you want to get the first sword in the world? My old man was the first to disagree. ”

Shen Wanjin snorted coldly and replied: "Old monkey, this is Tingyu Pavilion, why don't you agree? Is this your monkey's nest? You also heard what Manager Zheng said just now, the one with the highest price wins, if you are not convinced, you will make a bid."

This old man's surname is Hou, his name is Hou Tiande, and the people in the rivers and lakes call him "Thin Monkey", and he has practiced a good foreign kung fu

Shen Wanjin glanced at Hou Tiande coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, and he didn't seem to take him in his eyes at all.

Hou Tiande smiled "hehe", reached out and took it out in his tattered sleeves, and then took out a delicate porcelain bottle, and said proudly: "I have three Baicao Pills, and I am willing to exchange them for the Qingying Sword" After speaking, he opened the cork, poured out one in his hand, and handed it to Zheng Tiandong, as a "Baicao Pill" When it came out of Hou Tiande's mouth, the people present were stunned, and even Shen Wanjin was taken aback, this Baicao Pill can cure a hundred poisons, and it can help people get through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, one is already valuable, not to mention taking out three at once.

Zheng Tiandong took the "Baicao Pill" from the entourage, but felt that the fragrance of the medicine was overflowing, and the smell of it made the dantian hot, and he was happy in his heart, and called: "Yes, it is the Baicao Pill!"

There was another uproar.

At this moment, the two old men, one purple and one gray, moved, and they took two steps forward, and the speed was extremely fast, and the others only felt a gust of wind passing by, and the two of them had already floated by.