The altar of peony drunk was finally bought by a bearded man at a high price of 7,000 taels of silver. It's just that Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, the big man seems to have suffered a big loss, but what he photographed is an ordinary daughter Hong! You know, as the outer deacon of the Falling Star Cliff, Drunk Jiuxiao has the qualifications to recommend disciples to get started.

"Okay, this brother is obviously also a fellow drinker, today's business is important, and he will be a big white in the future!"

With the alternative opening of Drunken Jiuxiao, the slightly depressed atmosphere of the entire Yueyang Tower also disappeared. After all, whether it is the Jiangxue Wonderland created by the Seven Stars Jubao Zhai, or the Falling Star Cliff represented behind it, it is an unattainable existence for the vast majority of mortals.

The bearded man was a little flattered when he heard this, and arched his hand and said, "How dare you, how dare you!"

Drunk Jiuxiao seemed to see the nervousness of the gold owner, nodded with a smile, and said confidently: "Although this treasure to be auctioned next is not Lao Dao's private goods, it is also Lao Dao's favorite thing in his life!"

Everyone had already been whetted by him, and they watched with amazement as several disciples lifted a piece of brocade cloth on the table under the signal of Drunken Jiuxiao.

The artifact was obscure, and all that was displayed in front of everyone was a bronze short sword.

However, it is obviously not ordinary to be able to make something as reluctant to give up as drunk Jiuxiao.

Zhuge Hong also looked at the short sword on the stage with great interest, the Seven Stars Jubao Zhai is not small, and each of the boxes on the second floor has arranged a mirror flower water and moon array, through the formation, the buyers in the box can clearly observe the treasures on the platform, which is somewhat similar to the holographic projection of the other world.

"Childe, can you see what this is?" Xiao Zhuying had long been shocked by the mirror flowers and water and moon array in the room, and in her eyes, this man, who was also from the cultivation world, seemed to have begun to become more unfathomable.

Duyue is not strange, she has seen more mysterious existences than the mirror flower water moon array in front of her in the realm of the Extant Saint Relic back then. However, when he heard Xiao Zhuying's words, he looked at Zhuge Hong with great interest.

"It should be the legendary Sword of Victory!"

"Victory over the evil sword?" Xiao Zhuying and Du Yue were surprised at the same time, the sword-casting master Ou Yezi has shot a lot of famous swords, and there are many legendary stories derived from the past dynasties, but only this victory over the evil sword is rarely mentioned, so that whether this sword really exists has become an unsolved case.

"That's right, it's the Sword of Victory!"

If Zhuge Hong is himself, although he has five hundred years of cultivation experience, he really can't recognize the sword in front of him, but his predecessor has read the ten thousand volumes of classics of the Taihuan Building, and he is familiar with all kinds of anecdotes in this world, and he recognized at a glance that the sword in front of him is the sword of victory over evil that is rarely rumored.

Thinking of the rumors of this sword, the corners of Zhuge Hong's mouth curled: "Ten thousand taels of silver!"

It was the half-believing Duyue who twitched his heart fiercely, and then he heard the voice of drunk Jiuxiao.

"Okay, this son of the East Chamber's A number bid 10,000 taels of silver to buy this Ouyezi sword, and no one else bid!"

"This old fox!" Zhuge Hong scolded secretly, but the entire auction exploded in an instant.

"Ou Yezi's sword, I'll give you 20,000 taels!"

"Thirty thousand taels!"

"Thirty-five thousand taels ......"

Seeing that Zhuge Hong had not made a sound, Du Yue was a little embarrassed: "Why didn't Zhuge Gongzi make a bid, direction, as long as Gongzi fancied the treasure, I Miaoyin Pavilion will go all out!"

Zhuge Hong shook his head and said, "When Ou Yezi cast this sword, he was inadvertently contaminated with a wisp of evil energy, and this sword has the name of defeating evil, and after the sword is completed, it is regarded as an ominous sword......

His tone was full, and his voice inexplicably spread throughout the entire venue, and the few guys who were competing to raise the price were stuck there.

"I actually know the origin of this sword!" Drunk Jiuxiao's face did not change, but he muttered secretly in his heart.

Ou Yezi coerced his fine arts, often casting artifacts with strange things in the United States, when the sword was completed, or the essence of the sky, or the sun and the moon were shining, only this victory over the evil sword, the day of casting, the ghosts and gods were sad, and the evil spirit was awe-inspiring. When the sword was cast, it was once fused with the corpse of a fierce beast, in which the resentment and evil thoughts not only made the sword dusty, but also had an inexplicable curse on the person who wielded the sword, which was an ominous sword.

But such secrets, the mundane world is rarely recorded, Zhuge Hong can recognize the origin of this sword, which shows that the origin is extraordinary. After a while, a disciple secretly told Zui Jiuxiao about Zhuge Hong's previous performance downstairs.

"Zhuge Hong, could it be someone from the Zhuge family!" signaling the disciples not to pay attention, drunk Jiuxiao smiled and said: "Forty-five thousand taels of silver, is there anyone else bidding?"

The guy who bid 40,000 taels of silver complained bitterly, although no one had ever seen the sword of victory, but the ominous name of this sword was widely known, and for a while, the sword obtained by the heavy gold became a hot potato.

"Ten thousand taels of silver!" At this moment, a heavenly voice sounded in his ears.

"It's you!" the man's heart was shocked, "What a clever Qianli Transmission!"

"Good!" hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.

"Deal!" Zhuge Hong's voice sounded again.

In the outside world, Drunken Jiuxiao made a final decision, and after a while, a disciple sent the Victory Evil Sword over.

The auction was still in full swing, but Mo Che took Yi Wangliang's silver ticket to the box where the winner of the Victory Sword was located.

"Contemptible Liu Dongyang, thank you for me!"

Mo Che looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a strange expression, and looked at the Victory Sword wrapped in brocade cloth secretly, and did not say much.

"Master, you ......" In the house, a powerful young man puzzled, his master spent a full 40,000 taels of silver to buy the sword, and then 10,000 taels of hands, which clearly showed that the loss of money was a deal, and it was really unbelievable that it was like eating sweetly.

"Thousands of miles of transmission, the boy at the peak of qi refining, this Zhuge Gongzi is a character worth befriending. Liu Dongyang looked thoughtfully at the direction in which Mo Che left.

Xiao Zhuying looked at Zhuge Hong with a look of hatred for iron and steel, "Actually, five thousand taels, not three thousand taels, that person will also buy it!"

With everyone's taboo about this ominous sword, don't say three thousand taels, even if it is one thousand taels, Liu Dongyang will be in a hurry to get rid of it, who knows when this precious divine sword will overcome himself!

But Zhuge Hong knew the value of this sword, that poor Liu Dongyang was just bewitched by the drunken Jiuxiao, and inexplicably taking more than 30,000 taels was already a big lesson, so why should he fall into the well.

As for why he didn't tell the origin of this Victory Sword at the beginning, just kidding, wouldn't that be tantamount to dismantling the platform of the Treasure Pavilion? Zhuge Hong didn't want to provoke a master like Drunken Jiuxiao at this time.

While speaking, the Liangliang guqin, which Duyue was determined to win on this trip, finally began to be auctioned.