Lan Yue was secretly alert in her heart. She walked into the quiet room and asked calmly, "I wonder what the shopkeeper said?"

The shopkeeper had a happy face and laughed happily.

"This distinguished guest, what you want to buy is the Tianzixi from our shop."

"The word "Tian"?" Lan Yue was slightly stunned.

The shopkeeper saw Lan Yue’s confused appearance, not only did he not have any impatience, but he also patiently explained: “This shop specializes in selling news, and this news is prioritized.”

"In Feixifang, according to the preciousness of the news, we have the word "fan" and the word "di" and the highest level of the word "tian"."

Lan Yue understood. The shopkeeper meant that news about Xiao Jingyao was very precious.

But she couldn't understand why Xiao Jingyao had just arrived in the fairy world and was just a cultivator in the early stage of Mahayana. Why was his news about it at the level of the word "天"?

Or...

Lan Yue's expression suddenly changed. Could it be that Yao'er's ghost cultivator's identity was exposed?

Thinking of this, Lan Yue could no longer hold back, "I want to buy this news!"

The shopkeeper nodded kindly and said with a smile: "Of course there is no problem. The value of this word "tian" is - 10,000 top-grade Yuanjing."

When Lan Yue heard this, she was shocked, and she was 10,000 top-grade Yuan Crystals!

The shopkeeper was very sharp-eyed. Although Lan Yue had tried his best to hide his emotions, he still saw Lan Yue's embarrassment clearly.

But even so, he did not show any contemptuous expression.

"This distinguished guest, if you don't have enough Yuanjing on hand, this business can only be given up."

Lan Yue suddenly raised her head, her hand under her sleeve trembled slightly, and she only asked, "Can you find him the news you sold?"

The shopkeeper immediately showed a hint of unquestionableness and said firmly: "The news from Feixifang has never been accurate."

Seeing this, Lan Yue nodded heavily, "Okay, I want to buy it. Where is the auction house in the city?"

The shopkeeper was not surprised at all when he heard this.

80% of those who come here to buy news cannot afford it. They usually choose to go to auction houses or shops to sell their things at hand.

"The Tianyuan Auction House in the west of the city is famous in the fairy world, so guests can go there to try their luck."

"Okay, I'm disturbing." Lan Yue turned around and left without hesitation.

"Lanyue, what are you planning to sell? Ten thousand top-grade Yuan crystals are not a small amount."

My head was also anxious, and when she saw that Lan Yue seemed to have an idea, she asked quickly.

Lan Yue pinched the storage bag on her waist. She had nothing else, she could only eat with the skill of refining her weapon.

When he arrived in the west of the city, Lan Yue was startled by the Tianyuan Auction House in front of him.

It was a huge and magnificent building, which looked more than ten times larger than Feixifang. At this time, there were long queues at the entrance of the auction house.

When Lan Yue went up to check, the guys at the auction house became much more arrogant, and the monks lined up all held entrance cards. Obviously, this auction house was not easy to enter.

Lan Yue was anxious and walked up to ask the guy at the door.

"Excuse me……"

"Does your eyes grow on the top of your head? Line up to the back!"

As soon as Lan Yue spoke, the man replied impatiently, and even the light of his eyes did not glance at Lan Yue.

Seeing this scene in the spirit beast bag, I was so angry that I was furious.

"This dog's eyes look down on people's low-key things, let me teach him where his eyes grow!"

There was no resentment on Lan Yue's face. She gently patted the spirit beast bag, sootheed her head, and asked again: "I don't buy anything, I want to sell things."

Lan Yue doesn't want to make trouble now, she just wants to sell money as soon as possible, buy news, and save Xiao Jingyao.

As long as she thinks that Xiao Jingyao may be trapped somewhere and is seriously injured, her heart hurts as if it is needle-punched.

After hearing this, the guy turned his head and saw a beautiful woman in front of him, his impatience on his face slightly eased.

"If you want to sell things, go to the back to verify." He pointed his right hand back, and Lan Yue turned around and left expressionlessly.

It was confirmed that the crowd was also overcrowded, and it took a full hour to wait for Lan Yue to turn.

There were two young men sitting in the appraisal room. The old one should be the appraiser and the younger one should be the one who helped.

Lan Yue walked into the room, and the old appraiser didn't raise his head and asked, "What are you going to sell? Come on."

The little boy immediately came to Lan Yue with a tray covered with red brocade.

Lan Yue wiped the storage bag with his right hand and placed a purple needle on the tray.

That was the "flower-picking needle" she craftsman practiced during the introductory test.

Looking at the little boy leaving with a tray, Lan Yue felt a little reluctant to part with her heart, but she could only sigh softly.

The appraiser took the tray casually, feeling very tired.

When he has been in this industry for the rest of his life, 90% of the ones sent to him are wasteful, which is very boring.

Some people are crazy about poverty and have to use broken hammers and shovels at home to examine them, but in order to miss good things, they have to look at them.

This time, there is no doubt that it is worthless garbage.

The old appraiser glanced across the tray, and the disappointment on his face had already appeared, but when he saw the pure purple color, his face suddenly changed.

The next moment he suddenly stood up, his whole face almost buried in the tray, scaring the little boy beside him.

"Master! Master, are you okay?"

The old appraiser trembled and picked up the purple needle, and a shimmer radiated from his turbid eyes, and his face turned red with excitement.

"This... this is the work of the craftsman!"

He picked up the purple needle in front of his eyes and observed it carefully. When he saw the word "Wang Lei" on it, a trace of doubt flashed across his face and muttered to himself: "Wang Lei, which craftsman is it?"

Lan Yue: "..."

"Xiao Liu! Hurry up! Please come here!" the old appraiser said quickly to the little boy beside him.

The boy realized that the master had seen the treasure!

"Hey!"

He responded clearly and ran out quickly.

The old appraiser was obsessed with "picking flowers". Lan Yue stood patiently for a while before she heard two voices coming slowly.

"Brother Liang, it is said that some good treasure appeared in front of you. You have to help me see with your keen eyes."

"Brother Lu is so polite. I am beyond my reach for your skill in fingering tools!"

When Lan Yue heard the sound behind, her heart slightly jumped. She didn't expect that she would be here...

As soon as Lan Yue's thoughts arrived here, she saw two people, black and white, coming together.

The man in black on the left has a beard, tall and burly look, and looks very cheerful.

The middle-aged man on the right is elegant and gentle in white clothes, which is Liang Congyan who was following Bai Xingyan!

"Master Lu, come and take a look. This is the work of craftsman!"

The old appraiser trotted up with an excited look on his face.

At this time, Liang Congyan also saw Lan Yue standing in the room.

He was shocked and almost showed a flaw on his face.

How could she be here!?

etc!

What did he hear just now? The work of craftsmen?

At this moment, Liang Congyan could no longer remain calm. He passed by Lu Fang, who was traveling with him, and took over the "piercing flowers" from the old appraiser.

The moment I bought it, the familiar origin of thunder and the killing aura came to my face, just like the Demon-Destroying Plate!

The difference is that the two auras are combined more silky and smoother, and the details are much more refined, especially the wonderful design of "Nine-Nine-One", which is a well-deserved work of craftsmen!

When Liang Congyan saw the word "Wang Lei" engraved on the tail of "Ninghua", he was completely shocked!

The Demon-Destroying Plate was indeed rare, but it only reached the level of the Craft King.

Now, in just a few months, this woman's growth rate is so terrifying?

At this moment, Liang Congyan was so excited that his whole body trembled.
Chapter completed!