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With the Yuehua Sect Guest Order in his hand, Long Xingyu ate and stayed in this city lord's mansion for three days. During the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, as the city lord of the Yuehua Sect in Tianxing City, the foreign affairs elder Luo Chen, who came from the "Cloud Pavilion", also came to see Long Xingyu. However, Long Xingyu only exchanged a few polite words with him, and then sent him away in the name of cultivation.

And during these three days, was Long Xingyu really cultivating? Of course not, in these three days, he spent a large part of his time in the ring space, first of all, he first told those people who came from the "holy land" about leaving the space passage and arriving in an outside world.

Although everyone wanted to come out and take a look, Long Xingyu considered that the two sides had different philosophies, and because of the rejection of other types of cultivators by cultivators, once they were released, there might be some chaos. Moreover, Long Xingyu was unwilling to expose the secret of his True Dragon Ring in the cultivation realm, so Long Xingyu rejected all their requests.

However, Long Xingyu also promised that once he found a suitable place for them to live, he would definitely put them all outside, which could be regarded as eliminating some resentment.

After dealing with these things, Long Xingyu was also relieved, and after that, Long Xingyu made some preparations for the auction conference in Tianxing City three days later. Although he had almost everything in the ring space, he didn't necessarily care about these auction items, but he was still very interested in this auction in the cultivation realm. What's more, even the sisters of the Qiu family said that there might be something unexpected in this auction, so Long Xingyu still decided to go and take a look.

Therefore, in these days, Long Xingyu rummaged through almost the entire ring space, counted all the materials and the like that were mined, and at the same time, he also selected some materials as auction items. It's not that he cares about the spar, after all, the spar he has now can almost be said to be inexhaustible, and the reason why he does it is actually to hide people's eyes and ears, so that those who participate in the auction will not see the flaws.

When everything was ready, Long Xingyu left the ring space, and then, he left the City Lord's Mansion and began to roam around in Tianxing City.

Xicheng, the place where those casual cultivators set up stalls to do business, at this moment, it was a little crowded by the flow of people, Long Xingyu followed the crowd, looking around to see if there was anything good he needed. It's a pity that although there are many kinds of things here, and the number is amazing, there are not too many really good things.

As for the things that interest Long Xingyu, most of them are those items that don't have a function and are not attractive to others. Because as a rule of thumb, things that are generally unused and look very old are likely to be objects that have been handed down from ancient times. You must know that once something is related to the word ancient, its value will immediately multiply, and these things will generally attract various forces to compete for them. Because, those things are likely to have been handed down by a great god from ancient times, and if you get it, it is likely to have a huge effect on the growth of your cultivation.

Of course, cultivators will not worry about admitting their mistakes or not, let alone any bad incidents of being deceived by people with fakes.

Along the way, Long Xingyu stopped and stopped, and once he saw something strange, he would go up to talk to the stall owner and see if he could get some useful information. As soon as he finds that there is no value, he will leave immediately.

In this way, he spent an afternoon in such a state. And after an afternoon of sweeping, Long Xingyu also had more than a dozen things in his hands that he didn't know how to use, and the price was just more than 20 high-grade spars and eight top-grade spars.

This number of spars is already astronomical in the eyes of others, you must know that there are many monks who have never seen spars above the top grade since they cultivated. But in Long Xingyu's opinion, these spars were just something he could obtain with a wave of his hand. Whenever he took out the spars to buy those things that were regarded as useless, looking at the stall owners and passers-by who were staring at these spars with red eyes, Long Xingyu had a hairy feeling in his heart. Long Xingyu guessed that if he said that he usually used these spars as jelly beans, would he be beaten by these monks, and he didn't know the north, south, east and west. Thinking of this scene, Long Xingyu shuddered.

Fortunately, Long Xingyu has already changed his appearance after he came out, he is almost afraid that this situation will occur, if he is targeted, it will be troublesome. But now, he doesn't care about those people secretly snooping on him.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Long Xingyu was also about to go back, but at this moment, a middle-aged man full of alcohol attracted his attention. Although the other party hid it very well, Long Xingyu still sensed a breath from the other party's aura that did not belong to the righteous path cultivator, and his cultivation was high, Long Xingyu even faintly felt that his strength would not be weaker than the Qiushui Pavilion Master, or even stronger. However, at this moment, in front of people, this middle-aged man is hiding his strength, and from the perspective of outsiders, he is just a mid-level strength. But Long Xingyu is different from others, the sword yuan power in his body far exceeds that of ordinary true yuan, and he still has some detection ability for these means of hiding aura.

However, at this moment, the middle-aged man was arguing with a young man in a stall. And on the edge of the stall, there were more than a dozen young people in white costumes, led by the one, with a folding fan in his hand and a gentle wave, looking like he was watching a good show.

"Didn't we say okay, twelve high-grade spars, that mirror was sold to me, why do we have to increase the price now. The middle-aged man asked the stall owner angrily.

"Because this one has outbid you, and he tells me that this mirror is worth much more than twelve fine crystals. Hmph, if I hadn't met someone who knew the goods, I'm afraid I would have lost a lot of money. The young man snorted disdainfully.

"You, how can you go back on your word, so unfaithful, what business are you still doing here. The middle-aged man frowned and looked at the dozen people beside him, then turned to the young stall owner again.

"Hehe, the reason why I'm doing business here is not for the spars, do you know what this boy has paid, tell you, it's a thousand top-grade spars, plus a Soul Breaking Pill, do you have it, do you have it. If I have so many spars, then I still need to come out and set up a stall, I'm afraid that even if I cultivate to the point of transcending the tribulation and ascending, it will be enough. And there is also a Soul Breaking Pill, which is a good thing that can help me break through the Yuan Infant Stage, and this value may not be less than a thousand top-grade spars. Look at you, but twelve high-grade spars, do you dare to take them? The young stall owner couldn't help but pout.

Hearing his words, not only the middle-aged man gasped, but even the people watching the play on the side of the road also showed surprised eyes. However, most of their eyes fell on the young man who was shaking the folding fan, because the person who could come up with such a huge fortune at once must be the son of a certain big force. And everyone was amazed that this young man's generosity would cost such a huge amount of money for a bronze mirror that no one cared about, which is no longer understandable to normal people.

Of course, there are also some people's eyes on the young stall owner, which is full of all kinds of complex emotions, envy, jealousy, ill intentions and so on.

"This son, this mirror was agreed upon by me and him first, does the son really want to intervene sideways. The middle-aged man couldn't help frowning.

The young man shook the folding fan and smiled slightly: "Hehe, this brother Tai, is it really ignorant of the goods, although this mirror does not know its name, but it must have been handed down from ancient times, just this point, its value is more than a thousand top-grade spars, and the brother Tai only with only twelve high-grade spars, so he wants to capture it, it is too cheap." ”

"I have no intention of taking advantage of him, and I don't even know if this mirror is of such a great value, but it is more than enough to buy it for twelve high-grade spars. The middle-aged man couldn't help but snort.

"You're just talking about things that aren't useful, and as for this bronze mirror, it won't be lower than what I offered. Before, the stall owner didn't know its value, and it was okay for you to buy it at a low price, but now that I, a knowledgeable person, saw it and was willing to pay a higher price to buy it, that's a different story. If the price is not higher than mine, please don't hinder our deal. The young man said indifferently.

Seeing that the stall owner had no intention of trading with him anymore, the middle-aged man couldn't help but snort angrily: "Since this is the case, then I won't fight with my son anymore." ”

When the young man saw this, he also laughed and said, "Then thank you brother." ”

Long Xingyu was on the side, looking at it and shaking his head secretly, which of the children of the big sect did he dare to spend a lot of money, just for a bronze mirror that no one knew the purpose of. You must know that this thousand superb spars is not a small amount. As the young stall owner said, with these spars, it was usually enough for him to cultivate comfortably to the point of ascension, and he could even buy some magic weapons and pills that were not of bad grade.

In addition, another item of the young man, a third-grade upper-level Soul Breaking Pill, is said to be something that can make the master of the late Yuan Infant stage, condense the Yuan Shen, and break through the clutch period. You must know that it is very difficult for ordinary Yuan Infant Stage cultivators to condense the Yuan Shen, and it would be good to have four out of ten people, and the gap between the clutch period and the Yuan Infant Stage can also be regarded as a chasm. If you really want to say it, this Soul Breaking Pill is equivalent to a priceless treasure for those Yuan Infant Stage masters who want to break through to the clutch stage.

paid such a big price, and looking at the young man who made the bid, it seems that he has just done a trivial thing, and the confidence of this big force also makes those who have no power feel powerless. Long Xingyu guessed that this young man might not be the son of one of the twelve major forces, and among them, his status would not necessarily be any lower. Otherwise, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to acquire the bronze mirror at such a price. After all, before that, the middle-aged man had only agreed with the stall owner for the price of twelve high-grade spars. I believe that if this son only exchanged a Soul Breaking Pill for this bronze mirror, the young stall owner would definitely agree.

However, Long Xingyu was very disdainful of the young stall owner. Doing business, paying attention to integrity, since an agreement has been reached with people, regardless of credit because of more interests, this kind of person is what Long Xingyu hates the most. Long Xingyu can foresee that this young stall owner has no future, not only those who covet the benefits he gets, but also himself, because of this incident, it is impossible for the future to survive the catastrophe. Of course, he wouldn't care about the life or death of such people.

But then, he became interested in the bronze mirror, which was so valuable. Since the young man was willing to pay such a large price to buy the bronze mirror, it was obvious that the bronze mirror was not ordinary.

Approaching the stall, Long Xingyu saw the bronze mirror with a simple color at a glance, and suddenly, he was attracted by the pattern on the back of the bronze mirror, which was the pattern of a mountain range, and there was a mystery in the magnificence, and there was even a faint attraction from it, wanting to attract people into it.

"This stall owner, in the lower Murong Qianyu, is the third son of the head of the Murong family, at this moment, there are only 1,000 top-grade spars on the lower body, as for the Soul Breaking Pill, it is not carried with you, if you can trust it, you will be picked up here, how about it? The young man smiled indifferently.

"Of course you can, of course you can, Murong San will please. The young stall owner was stunned for a moment, and immediately sneered.

Immediately, the young man whispered a few words to a young man in white clothes beside him, and the young man left.

At the same time, there were voices of discussion from the crowd on the side of the road from time to time: "It turned out to be the third son of the Murong family, no wonder he was so generous." "Yes, yes. ”

Listening to the conversation of passers-by, Long Xingyu also remembered that Qiu Yuqing had mentioned the Murong family to him at the beginning. This Murong family is one of the twelve major forces, as one of the "two families" of "one family, two families, three sects and four factions", and it is also the existence that ranks second only to Yuehua Sect and ranks fourth among the twelve major forces. This Murong world is also a family-style cultivation collective, and it can be said that the words of the head of the family are equivalent to the holy decree. And this Murong Qianyu is also the third son of the head of the Murong family, and he is likely to inherit the position of the head of the Murong family in the future, which can be described as a prominent status.

However, Long Xingyu was not interested in this prominent identity of Murong Sanshao, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, Long Xingyu walked forward so slowly. He picked up the bronze mirror from the stall and looked at it as if no one was around.