The next day, Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun had breakfast together, and went directly to the venue where the second event was held, a huge building in a ring shape.

After coming here, Fang Lie found that this was a strange building similar to the Colosseum, with a platform in the middle, and three towering buildings around it, one by one, with a single room, lacking a wall, and facing the interior empty.

So that the people and guests in the square can clearly see the interior of any room.

These rooms are separated by a white fence to protect the treasures inside.

Through the situation that Guò knew in advance, Fang Lie knew that only one wave of people could enter the room at a time, under the leadership of the deacon, to appreciate the treasures at close range, and if they were willing to buy them, they would trade on the spot, and then the prohibition outside the room would disappear, indicating that there were no treasures left here.

There are about four or five hundred of these rooms in the entire ring building, which means that there are hundreds of treasures waiting for the owner.

However, there is a peculiarity of the treasures here, which is that they are either mutilated, damaged, or of unknown origin and cannot be activated, in short, they are all things from various ruins, maybe priceless treasures, or worthless garbage.

No matter what the guest buys, the seller is not responsible, so the test here is the eyes and experience, and you can only blame you for being stupid.

This gambling activity is very popular and is called gambling.

The Penglai Sword Sect is obviously very dedicated to this activity, and basically, a few good things will appear every year, allowing guests to buy very good things at a very low price.

Even at the Haitian Feast thirty years ago, someone gambled on an eighth-order magic weapon here.

In this case, the second generation of immortals naturally flocked to it, and their enthusiasm even exceeded that of the later exhibitions.

Since the people who came were either rich or noble, each had a backstage, and there were both good and evil factions, it was very likely that a conflict would break out, so Yu Crisp of the Penglai Sword Sect sent a Lei Tribulation real person to sit in charge, so that no one would be unruly and fight.

Mo Lanyun was still a child, and she was extremely curious about this kind of gambling, and as soon as she came here, she couldn't wait to take Fang Lie's hand and let the deacon who was in charge of entertaining them lead the way and walk into one of the rooms.

This room is more than a dozen zhang square, and a huge bronze mirror is placed on a platform in the middle.

After entering, the deacon stood honestly at the door and let the guests visit.

And Mo Lanyun walked over with great interest, grabbed the bronze mirror with a diameter of three feet, and looked at it carefully.

Fang Lie also admired it, and found that the shape of this bronze mirror was very classical, and now it has long been used, just by looking at the appearance, it can be concluded that it is something tens of thousands of years ago.

But Fang Lie was born in poverty, and he didn't have much knowledge, so he couldn't judge the details anymore.

It was Mo Lanyun who gave Fang Lie a big surprise.

After fiddling with it a few times, she put it down in disappointment, and then pouted disdainfully: "Although this is a magic weapon of good grade, it is actually a luxury for people, and its only ability is to clearly illuminate all parts of the human body, which is specially used for women to make up." It's so bad, it's even gone, it's a piece of rubbish."

Fang Lie didn't expect Mo Lanyun to comment like this, he couldn't help but say curiously: "Although I don't know the specific situation of this thing, but I can roughly tell that its material is extremely high-end, I'm afraid it's a metal above the seventh order, could anyone really be bored enough to use such a good material to refine something specifically for makeup?"

"Of course, tens of thousands of years ago, high-end materials were not as scarce as they are now, and there were many boring people from big families, in order to show off their magnanimity, they used high-end materials to get a lot of daily necessities, and I even saw a pot, which was made of eighth-order materials" Mo Lanyun said: "This thing is also a brilliant material, so it will be put here, but in essence, it is a piece of garbage, because the other party's means are very clever when refining, and it is difficult to recycle materials now, that is, It's almost worthless.

"This, can I ask" Fang Lie said quietly: "The cauldron you said shouldn't be your family, right?"

"Oops" Mo Lanyun's face suddenly flushed, and she said embarrassedly: "It's all the old elders messing around."

"Alas" Fang Lie sighed and said with a wry smile: "I and you local tyrants, there is really no way to compare"

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this, let's continue" Mo Lanyun hurriedly pulled Fang Lie out

However, when they came out of this room, they suddenly found that they were blocked by a group of people.

There were as many as seven or eight of these people, and the leader was a handsome, gentle young Taoist.

Directly he stepped forward, clasped his fists with both hands, and saluted Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun: "Below, West Kunlun Mingyue, I have seen the two"

Although this person has no hostile intentions, there is a terrifying aura hidden in his body, Fang Lie estimates that although he has not advanced to Jinchi, he is also a Qi Sea Cultivator, but his mana is probably several times deeper than Mo Lanyun, at least seven or eight thousand miles of Qi Sea

Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun naturally couldn't be rude, and they all saluted back, "I've seen Senior Brother Mingyue"

"I don't know what Brother Dao has to say," Fang Lie then asked unhurriedly.

"I don't dare to see the teaching, but I have something to ask for" Mingyue said with a smile: "I heard that the junior brother fought on the stage of life and death, won the white dragon son of East Kunlun, and also got his white dragon sword, I don't know if there is such a thing?"

"It's true," Fang Lie smiled, "Senior brother is looking for me for this?"

"Not bad" Mingyue said with a smile: "It's the so-called grievance that should be resolved rather than settled, Bailongzi, you have also learned a lesson, why don't you take a step back for the time being, how about it?"

"What does Senior Brother mean?" Fang Lie asked with a pretended puzzlement.

"Of course it's the White Dragon Divine Sword" Mingyue smiled bitterly: "That's the signboard of the other sect's sect, how can you let outsiders go?" Therefore, I was entrusted by Dong Kunlun to come to make peace with you, if you are willing to return the White Dragon Divine Sword, then the matter of your killing of the White Dragon Sect will be written off, and no one will be held accountable again." ”

"It's really ridiculous" Fang Lie immediately sneered: "I have a life and death battle with him, a fair battle, can't Dong Kunlun afford to lose, and still hold me responsible?"

"This" Mingyue smiled bitterly: "Senior brother, the White Dragon Divine Sword is related to the face of East Kunlun, you take it, it is really inappropriate?"

"I'll let them die" Fang Lie sneered: "Since my father was killed by the bastard pit of East Kunlun, I will never give them any face, because they don't deserve it"

"This" Mingyue frowned: "In this way, junior brother is going to make Kunlun lose face no matter what."

"Hehe, do you mean that West Kunlun is also going to join forces with East Kunlun to bully me together?" Fang Lie sneered: "If that's the case, then I can only say, let's come together, I really don't take you Kunlun Mountain in my eyes"

"Alas, I didn't want to fall out with my junior brother, but now it seems that there is no possibility of reconciliation between our two families, it's a pity" Mingyue said helplessly: "Since this is the case, then I have no choice but to offend."

"Just let the horse come," Fang Lie sneered, "Do you want to go to the Life and Death Platform to fight?" I can give you a chance to win the White Dragon Divine Sword back."

"Excuse me" Mingyue immediately waved her hand and said: "I'm not an idiot, how can I still fall for you? ”

"Then what are you going to do?" Fang Lie said with a smile.

"It's better than this, since we met at this treasure gambling conference today, let's just bet on a treasure" Mingyue smiled faintly: "I have heard that Momen alchemy is the best in the world, and the ability to appreciate treasures is not bad, so my junior brother shouldn't be scared, right?"

"What kind of gambling method?" Fang Lie asked.

"It's very simple, let's buy one thing by one, and then compare the things to the other. As a challenger, I will suffer a loss, if we tie, I will lose you 10,000 small spirit beads, how about it?" Mingyue said confidently.

When Fang Lie heard this, his heart immediately became empty. Momen is good at refining weapons and appreciating treasures, but it doesn't mean that he is also good at it. As a poor man, he has only been rich for about a year, and he is busy cultivating and making money all day long, where does he have time to study treasure appreciation?

And Mingyue is different, don't look at him young, but in fact, he is thirty or forty years old, such as Fang Lie who lives for many years.

With so much more study time, coupled with the noble status of others, and the fact that they often see good things, this treasure appreciation kung fu is naturally perfect, and it is definitely not comparable to a mere Fang Lie.

But Fang Lie was arrogant, and he was not good at stage fright in front of everyone's eyes, so he changed the topic and said: "If I lose, I will send the eighth-order magic weapon White Dragon Divine Sword, so what if you lose? Don't tell me that I can send me away with only 10,000 small spirit beads? That's humiliating yourself."

"Haha" Mingyue immediately laughed and said, "I naturally won't be so shameless." My bet, is this

As he spoke, there was an extra transparent ball of water in his hand, about three inches in size, and in it was a small turtle the size of a walnut, and there were seven large thick horns on its head, which happened to be arranged in a row, from the nostrils to the neck, and gradually narrowed.

At this time, many people who were watching the excitement gathered around, Fang Lie and everyone swept over with their divine senses, and immediately felt a terrifying aura, which was no less than the real person of the fire spirit

At this time, Mo Lanyun suddenly exclaimed and shouted: "Oh, how does this look, it looks like a legendary dragon turtle? That thing, it is said that every time it is promoted, it grows an extra horn, and this dragon turtle actually has seven horns? Obediently, doesn't that mean that it is at least a seventh-order demon who has lived for more than 100,000 years?"