(Cat flutter Chinese ) Two invisible auras collided in the void, and the two corresponding people also looked at each other, and then looked at each other.

Zhang Yixian felt that the white-clothed old man sitting on the opposite side had at least about the late stage of Mahayana, much deeper than him, and from his body, Zhang Yixian still sensed a subtle murderous aura, but the next moment, all the breath disappeared as if the sea was ebbing.

"Haha, sure enough, the hero is a boy!"

The old man in white let out a hearty laugh from his mouth, and even the expression on Luo Fansheng's face beside him was stunned, and then he didn't know where he took out a white brocade scarf and kept wiping a lot of fine sweat.

Seeing that the momentum of the old man in white was restrained, Zhang Yixian had no pressure on his body, and he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, at least at this moment, the big shopkeeper of the Sword Immortal Pavilion thought that he was qualified.

After entering the Sword Immortal Pavilion, Zhang Yixian first took out the fairy sword, and then he didn't care about Luo Fansheng holding it in his hand to verify it, and then carefully observing his stunned expression, he also knew the value of this thing.

Therefore, when Luo Fansheng proposed to invite the big shopkeeper of the Sword Immortal Pavilion to come out and palm his eyes, Zhang Yixian felt that the real test was coming.

If his strength is profound, it is enough to dispel people's greed, but at this moment, although he is already a Mahayana realm cultivator, and he can be regarded as a monk at the upper level, it is still far from enough.

At this time, there were not many options left for Zhang Yixian, he had to take advantage of the situation.

The human heart is actually a complex thing, as the old saying goes, being smart is being mistaken by being smart, and there is a problem from the side, that is, the smarter people are, the more elusive they are.

At this moment, Zhang Yixian can only firmly grasp this point, with the situation in the world he has understood, most of the monks are born, and at his age, cultivation and catching up with most of the older generation, if it is not endowed with extraordinary talents, it is someone behind it.

Obviously, it wasn't just Luo Fansheng who thought so, at this moment, even the great treasurer of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, one of the generals under the White Lotus Sect's lifeless old mother, also thought so.

"Daoyou really want to shoot this fairy sword?"

"Exactly!"

"How many spirit stones are offered?"

"Barter. ”

“......”

The Grand Shopkeeper of the Sword Immortal Pavilion didn't speak, but his eyes were slightly distracted, as if he was thinking about something.

"That's it, after the temple fair of Ming, an auction will be held in Taishan Mansion, today I will release the news first, and then there will be more room for operation, but afterwards my Sword Immortal Pavilion will charge some fees. ”

"Good!"

Zhang Yixian pondered for a while, there is no other better way at the moment, besides, most monks will not carry precious things with them, and this method of the big shopkeeper is indeed good.

Accompanied by the big shopkeeper of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, Zhang Yixian went straight out of the door of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, and then refused Luo Fansheng's invitation and walked forward step by step.

After going out, the warm breeze blew, Zhang Yixian felt cold on his back, calmed down, and looked at the city-like Taishan Mansion again.

After walking straight ahead for a distance out of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, Zhang Yixian saw the corner of Luo Fansheng's office, and then continued to move along the road, groping forward according to the judgment, and sure enough, a noisy shouting sound passed through the barrier of the wall.

On both sides of the street, long stalls are randomly placed on the ground, except for the road in the middle, which can accommodate seven or eight people, and the corners on both sides are full of hawkers.

On the road more than ten zhang long, there are a lot of people with cultivation, occasionally someone rides a tall spirit beast to pass by, and from time to time there is a carriage slowly galloping by, but the pedestrians here avoid this kind of scene.

On the stalls on both sides of the street, the things placed are even more diverse, very different, and all kinds of vendors form the largest trading place in Taishan Mansion.

When he was really in it, Zhang Yixian felt this lively feeling, and the two eyes that had been idle for a long time were even more overwhelming.

Looking down along the road, Zhang Yixian's heart became more and more shocked.

"There are still spirit slave sellers!"

As the name suggests, a spirit slave is a slave who has been controlled by someone, planted a death curse, and lives and dies without his own.

Several times, Zhang Yixian saw the items he liked, but thinking that there was still no item in his bag that could be traded, his excitement faded a little.

"Hey, five poisonous monsters, don't you listen, the items auctioned by the Sword Immortal Pavilion this time have a fairy sword!"

"Wow, it's really fake! Anyone who is contaminated with fairy characters is not cheap. ”

"No, I guess, those sword cultivators should jump up. ”

“......”

Listening to the gossip on the road, Zhang Yixian had to sigh, the means of the Sword Immortal Pavilion to release the news were really fast, from the time he went out to the present, but in the time of a stick of incense, the news spread in Taishan Mansion.

After seeing a lot of stalls along the road, Zhang Yixian returned to his courtyard along the same road.

But when there was still some distance from the courtyard, the sound of horses' hooves "Boom!" made him stand up involuntarily.

Suddenly there was a shout of whipping behind him.

A group of men in white armor with a white scabbard at their waists galloped down the road, and behind them came the scolding of many monks.

Zhang Yixian didn't want to cause trouble, so he took a step forward and stepped aside.

"Phew!"

“......”

Immediately after a neighing sound similar to that of a horse, the men stopped before entering the courtyard gate.

The first personable and pretty boy fell from his horse, and the monks who had gathered on both sides to watch the excitement quickly dispersed and made his debut.

"Herod!" the spirit horse of the divine steed hissed, the head part of the head was raised high, and the mane on the back of the neck was like a carved object, which was matched together, and the spirit was extraordinary.

"In such a big place, why don't you even have a child servant to guard the door!!"

"Come here!!"

Just behind the pretty boy, another stout man pointed at the monks on both sides of the road, and reached out to grab the man.

The monks who had been surrounding them before also quickly withdrew at this moment, and the place where dozens of people had gathered disappeared after a moment.

"Hey, there's a leak!"

The stout man pointed his arm, and Zhang Yixian on the side looked at this group of people with a complicated expression.

"I just want to be a boy servant at the door!" Zhang Yixian shouted inwardly.

With an angry face, regardless of the group of people in front of him, he went straight to the entrance of the courtyard gate, ignoring the existence of this man.

"Hey, this bastard servant, how dare you throw your face at Gongzi, see if I don't catch him and let him have a long memory!" the stout man was about to step forward, but a white scabbard in front of him blocked his way.

"Childe?"

"You're no match for him!"

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