In a well-known restaurant in Jiayuan City, there were many monks in different costumes, most of whom were talking in low voices, and between the words, they were almost inseparable from Wanbaolou, which was about to start the auction. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Did you hear about it, you need a token to participate in this auction!"

"Your news is too backward, I learned about this three days ago, and I have obtained it!"

As he spoke, the man took out a three-inch white token, and his face showed a little smugness.

"Hey, that's worth a thousand mid-grade spirit stones, which is a lot of money for us."

"Brother He, don't you have any inside information?"

"Don't hide it from Brother Li, I have a cousin who works as a handyman in Wanbaolou, listen to him. This time, a lot of Southern Xinjiang and Western Desert cultivators came, and they brought a large number of precious materials that were not available in Zhongzhou!"

"No wonder in the past few days, I have seen many monks in different costumes appear in the city, it turned out to be from Southern Xinjiang and Western Desert, between these two places and Zhongzhou, not only the road is far away, but also the way is extremely dangerous, even if the Jindan monks are not very sure, it seems that it should be a team composed of monks!"

At this moment, in the corner of the restaurant, a young monk dressed in a white linen shirt with some pockmarks on his face silently held a wine glass and took a sip from time to time.

Seeing that his gaze was faint, it seemed that there was no focus, in fact, the whispered discussion of the monks in this restaurant fell into his ears.

When he heard that he still needed a token, the pock-faced young man couldn't help frowning, and his eyes fell on the Brother He who was not far away.

The monk was already in the early stage of foundation building, and this deliberate gaze immediately made him vigilant, and he couldn't help but look back.

Seeing the pock-faced monk stand up and walk in front of him, Shi Li said, "Senior, junior is polite!"

The monk surnamed He turned his gaze and saw that the other party was only in the condensation realm, his expression suddenly became cold, and he said, "What's the matter?"

The age of this monk surnamed He and the pock-faced monk looks similar, but one condenses the qi, and the other builds the foundation, so that in the case of not knowing each other, the pock-faced monk calls him his predecessor, but it is the practice of the immortal cultivation world.

"I just heard from your seniors that you need tokens to participate in the auction, and I don't know where to get them? “

The pock-faced monk didn't care about the other party's coldness, and still had a respectful look on his face.

"Oh?"

The monk surnamed He looked at it with a hint of disdain.

"Do you want to participate in the auction? Hmph! How many spirit stones, you must know that this token is worth thousands of intermediate spirit stones, which is not something that a poor sour boy like you can spend!"

The sarcasm in the words immediately caused the other two monks at the table to laugh, with the same disdainful gaze, with the same mocking laughter.

"That's right, a little monk like you in the Qi Condensation Realm, I'm afraid you haven't even seen an intermediate spirit stone.hahaha!"

The pock-faced monk didn't show the slightest annoyance, his eyes were still flat, his tone was as respectful as ever, and he said softly: "A thousand intermediate spirit stones, the juniors still haven't taken it to heart!"

"Huh?"

The monk surnamed He was stunned, and seemed to be a little surprised that the other party was still indifferent after being mocked, and saw that his expression moved, and he glanced at the two monks at the same table without a trace.

When he spoke again, his demeanor had already become a little enthusiastic, and he seemed to have completely forgotten the disdainful taunt he had just made.

"Little brother, sit, what seniors are not predecessors, my age is not much different from yours, so I am commensurate with brothers!"

The pock-faced monk was a little shy when he heard this, nodded, sat down and said softly, "Thank you, brother!"

"Little brother isn't a local monk, is he?" The monk surnamed Li at the same table spoke at this moment.

"Well, when I first came here and heard about the auction, I wanted to open my eyes, and if there were items in need, I also wanted to see if there was a chance to auction them!"

The pock-faced monk was still shy, completely looking like he had just entered the immortal cultivation realm, and he said what he wanted to do without any scheming.

The eyes of the three monks lit up suddenly, and they met in the air without a trace, and then separated, as if they had reached some kind of agreement.

It was still the monk surnamed He who said with a smile: "Let me introduce to the little brother, in Xia He Yi, born in Huangfeng Valley, this is Li Dushan, but the proud son of the Li family in Mincheng, three hundred miles away, if you go to Mincheng in the future and report Brother Li's name, no matter what kind of trouble, you don't have to care." “

As he spoke, he pointed to another monk dressed as a Confucian scholar, and said, "And this is Huodong Kan, a monk near Jiayuan City, and I haven't asked my little brother what to call him?"

The pock-faced monk hurriedly got up, and after saluting Li and Huo respectively, he said softly: "Little brother Baihu, he is a loose cultivator!"

This pock-faced monk is Bai Ye, who is wearing a phantom mirage and is known as Baihu.

After Bai Ye waited for the sky to brighten, he put on one of the phantom mirages and went straight to Jiayuan City.

The Tianlan disciples guarding the city gate did not see any flaws, and Bai Ye stepped in again after a few months without any danger.

In order to inquire about the auction, he has been sitting in this rather lively restaurant for nearly an hour, and during this time, he has a little understanding of the auction.

At this moment, Bai Ye sneered inwardly in the face of the three monks who looked very different before and after.

Although these three people were all early stage foundation building cultivators, Bai Ye noticed that their cultivation aura was extremely mixed, and their spiritual power was so strong that they didn't even have seventy percent of his cultivation at the twelfth level of condensation.

Therefore, in the face of the abnormality of the three people, Bai Ye still talked to them with peace of mind, wanting to see what the other party was thinking.

At this moment, the eyes of the three of them lit up when they heard this, and He Yi laughed and said: "It turns out that the little brother's surname is Bai, and this surname is rare."

Huo Dongkan also laughed, "The hundred brothers have a fate with us, Brother He, anyway, it's okay, it's better to accompany the hundred brothers on a journey, we still have some acquaintances in that Wanbao Building, maybe we can get a token, and we can save a few spirit stones for the hundred brothers!"

"Brother Huo is right, let's go with the little brother!"

Bai Ye was already a little enlightened at this time, and he sneered in his heart, and even more sarcasm flashed, it seemed that the other party regarded him as a fat sheep.

A grateful smile appeared on his face, and he said sincerely: "How dare you bother the third brother.!"

"Don't bother, don't bother! Who let the hundred brothers fall in love with us like this!"

He Yi couldn't help but interrupt Bai Ye's words, immediately got up, threw down a low-grade spirit stone, and paid the wine money.

"Let's go, get the token, let's drink here again!"

Bai Ye smiled and didn't say anything more.

This smile fell in He Yi's eyes, and suddenly made him feel frightened.

This feeling was fleeting, and he was stunned, but when he saw Bai Ye get up and follow behind Li Huo and the others, he sneered in his heart: "It's just a hairy boy in the Qi Condensation Realm, is he getting more and more timid!"

Just as he was about to walk out of the restaurant, a person walked quickly behind the four people, who coughed when he passed by Bai Ye, and at the same time shook his head at Bai Ye without a trace, the meaning of which was very obvious, that is, not to follow the three of them.

This is an extremely handsome young man, wearing a white shirt on his body, which is even thinner than ordinary people, with a kind of amazement.

Bai Ye was quite impressed by this person, not only because of his handsome demeanor and the aura of a foundation building monk, but also when he was talking to He Yi and the others, this person was at the adjacent table.

"It seems that this person saw that He Yi and others had bad intentions, so he came to remind him.!"

Thinking of this, Bai Ye had a good impression of the young man in white, but he just smiled and didn't speak.