Looking at the Zhao Sect that was cheering all over the city, the Optimus Sect Master stood on the top of the Heavenly Palace and watched coldly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xuan Mingzi stood behind him and watched all this silently.

"It's really stupid to be happy to be like this just because of a Wu-Tang Clan. Xuan Mingzi sneered and said, in fact, the reason why the Wudang Sect was able to come was because the Holy Sect did not ambush the Wudang Sect at all. If no reinforcements arrive, it is easy to be suspicious, and giving Zhao Menzong a little sweetness is to paralyze the opponent, so that they will quickly forget to think deeply, and be carried away by their own illusions of victory.

"Hmph, what else will Zhao Menzong's group of wine bags and rice bags do besides talking? They are not stupid and have no chance for my Holy Sect, what is wrong with other things?" After fighting with Zhao Menzong for twenty years, Qingtian knows their virtues very well, if it weren't for them hiding behind one by one and just knowing how to point fingers at others, how could the Holy Sect invade the Central Plains so deeply? The reason why the Holy Sect is strong is because of unity, and the reason why Zhao Menzong is weak is because of a plate of scattered sand.

"Uncle, don't worry, the Quanzhen Sect and the Sword Drawing Sect have all been resolved, and the remaining few are also ready to ambush, and there is no need to worry about those who can't come far away like Kunlun. ”

In the past two days, Xuan Mingzi's ambush attacked thousands of reinforcements from the two major factions, and as for the reinforcements of the small sects that were killed, he didn't bother to mention them.

"Well, Xuan Mingxian nephew, you are really reassuring to do things, alas...... I really envy your father's old thing, how nice it would be if you were my son......"

Every time he saw someone else's son so good, Qingtian couldn't help but think of his own rebel who was beaten to death by his own palm. Thinking that he was the commander of the Holy Sect, he didn't dare to say that he was a hero or a hero, but why did he give birth to such a son? But after all, it was still his own son, and it hurt a little when he thought about it...... Because of this rebel, his favorite wife broke up with him and has been a stranger to the end of the world since then, and after so many years, Qingtian has never married or had no children, and he misses it a little when he is old......

If his own son could be like Xuanmingzi, how could he beat him to death in a fit of rage in the first place? How could his lover abandon him? Thinking of the Xuanming Sect Master's old thing who was sick and could drive away at any time, but had such an excellent son, Qingtian couldn't be more jealous in his heart.

When I was a child, I was so good that I was better than the Xuanming Sect Master, and I can be said to have grown up watching the old ghost of Xuanming being beaten. Every time the old ghost of Xuanming is beaten, what his parents say is to look at the Heqingtian next door, people can do everything well, how can you be like a waste!

However, feng shui takes turns, and when I was a child, I was the nightmare of the old ghost of Xuanming, and the child of someone else's family in the eyes of the old ghost. After many years, who would have thought that he could have such a reassuring son? Is it a good fate, or is it a good teaching?

"Uncle said with a smile, the little nephew is just a mediocre talent, and there are many people who are better than the little nephew. For example, isn't there one outside Xicheng?" Xuan Mingzi is also modest, and the people outside Xicheng naturally refer to Dugu without regrets, not to mention his young age and high martial arts, and he also founded Tongjitang, how can it not be admired?

But no matter how good Dugu Wuregret is, in Qingtian's eyes, he values Xuan Mingzi more, because excellence does not only depend on the level of martial arts.

"The virtuous nephew's words are wrong, Dugu's martial arts are indeed very high, but after all, he is just a martial artist. Unlike your virtuous nephew, you are both civil and military, this is a real talent. "What's the use of a person's martial arts no matter how high they are? Even if the Demon Lord Xiao Tianyan hasn't lost to the Sword Saint? As they get older, they will always have a day when they can't fight, but wisdom can accompany a person until death.

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Four days later, when the peony flowers were at their peak, Luoyang City was boiling, because the grand Tian's Auction House was about to start!

The Tian clan has a long history, almost the same age as the Chinese civilization, and the dynasties have been changing, but the Tian clan is still the same Tian clan.

In the past, the quiet Luoshui River is particularly lively today, and there is quite a sea of people during the Dragon Boat Festival of the Miluo River. Everyone's goal is the same, they are all going to the auction, and they are all going to Luoshui Valley, where the Tian clan lives. Luoshui Valley is not open to the public on weekdays, and tickets can only be bought at the quadrennial auction, and the price is a flat price of 100 taels of silver per person.

But this hundred taels is worth it, the mansion of the richest man in the world can be said to be a small city, a small city that is better than the palace. The peonies in full bloom along the way in Tianfu are gorgeous, and the peonies in Luoyang are the most beautiful, but the peonies in Tian's mansion are more beautiful than those in Luoyang City, and they have to sigh that Tian's attainments in peony cultivation are also unfathomable.

Stepping into Tianfu, along the way, everyone can enjoy the flowers at the same time, you can also enjoy the gorgeous buildings of Tianfu, carved dragons and phoenixes and glazed tiles, and the gold and brilliance are everywhere revealing the atmosphere of wealth and nobility. Of course, there are many martial arts people present, most of them are coming for the auction, no matter how beautiful these scenery is, they have no time to watch, it is better to grab a position in the front row and see the appearance of the treasure more clearly when the auction is held.

"The mansion of the richest man in the world is nothing more than that, and it is not much better than our Miao Palace. Xingtian glanced along the way, although the peony is beautiful, it is not a natural treasure, far from being compared with the collection of the Extreme Emperor, and this building is just a little shiny.

"Hmph, that's the flower garden medicine garden where you haven't entered yet, this is just the outermost part of the Tian Clan, which is used to entertain us. Di Jun sneered, the patriarch of the Tian clan is a sword venerable, if he wants to say that he is not as good as King Miao, he will definitely not believe it.

"Have you been?" Xing Tian asked, lowering his head to look at Di Jun.

"Nope. Di Jun replied truthfully.

"Then you can tell me an egg. Xingtian said disdainfully, and Di Jun didn't bother to pay attention to Xingtian.

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"Welcome to Tian's auction, there are so many heroes and heroes, Yingying is really happy, I hope you can buy your favorite treasures. ”

Although she is not the host of the Tianshu Sword Auction, she is also a beautiful silver-threaded woman standing on the stage in a gorgeous costume, with beautiful eyes and a charming smile. It is the unwritten rule of the Tian clan that a beautiful woman will preside over the auction, and the Tian women are already beautiful, so they only need to choose one with sharp teeth.

The venue of Tian's auction is large enough to accommodate 10,000 people, but such a large venue is full! Tens of thousands of people immediately cheered, as long as there are beautiful women, men always like to coax.

"Yingying, I love you!

"Is the warbler about ???!?"

"Yingying I want XX you, looking at your fat XX, I think XX"

Once there is a fuss, everyone will become more and more bottomless, and everything will be shouted out for a while, and even some words belong to the kind that will be automatically beeped by God when they are spoken. Although many words are unpleasant and mixed with obscenity, as a member of the Tian clan who has seen a big scene, Yingying has long been commonplace.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are so enthusiastic Yingying is very happy, I hope you can be so enthusiastic when you auction!~"

Yingying's facial expressions are both charming and a little shy, and the beauties of the Tian's are different, but the only thing they have in common is that the beauty is a mess. Despite the noise at the scene, the voice of the warbler was not loud but could cover the entire venue, and this internal force was by no means extraordinary.

"Alright, without further ado, the auction has officially begun!"