Just as everyone was ready to go.

A sinister voice sounded in the No. 1 box in the auction hall.

"In Xia Cangzhou Ye family disciples, please give me some face. My Ye family is here to thank you fellow Taoists."

Just finished speaking.

The auction hall suddenly became a whirlwind.

Inside the No. 7 box.

Chen Daoxuan felt a strange atmosphere brewing in the auction hall, completely no longer the warm and harmonious atmosphere.

At the auction table.

When the old man from the Zhou family heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy, but he seemed to be afraid and looked like he dared not speak out.

Seeing that everyone was not talking, the voice in the box No. 1 sounded again: "Since that's the case, Ye thanked you all for your love."

The Ye family monk bowed proudly and said proudly, "Ten Thousand Spirit Stones!"

The old man from the Zhou family at the auction table looked ugly, but due to the rules, he still said in a deep voice: "The guests in the No. 1 box bid for 10,000 spirit stones, are there any more bids?"

He asked several times, but no one answered.

Seeing that the old man from the Zhou family kept asking, the Ye family monk in the box No. 1 was a little impatient and urged: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, please hurry up. Didn't you see that everyone gave up bidding?"

The old man from the Zhou family ignored him and continued to ask.

Now, the Ye family's foundation-building monk's face turned completely unsightly.

I wanted to have an attack, but seemed to be considering that this was the Zhou family territory, so I had to endure the unhappiness in my heart.

Inside the No. 7 box.

Chen Daoxuan suddenly heard a quick breath beside him. He turned around and saw the thirteenth uncle Chen Xianhe's face was ferocious and his face looked like he was devoured.

"Uncle Thirteen, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Daoxun was concerned about it.

"Ye family! Ye family!"

Chen Xianhe moaned in pain, as if crazy.

Chen Daoxuan had never seen Uncle Thirteen who always looked amiable in front of him, showing such a great murderous intent.

He seemed to understand something, turned to look in the direction of box No. 1, and said in a deep voice: "My Chen family has a grudge against the Ye family in Cangzhou?"

"There is a grudge! The blood sea of ​​deep hatred!"

Chen Xianhe had red eyes, his eyes were full of tears, and he said with gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan made a decision in his heart.

Just as he was about to bid.

A rough voice sounded from the No. 6 box next to it: "Slow down, who said no one has bid? I'm bidding for 11,001 spirit stone!"

Hearing this arrogant and domineering statement, the stagnant atmosphere in the auction hall was completely broken.

"Ten thousand two thousand and one spirit stone!"

"My fellow Taoists think it clear, do you really choose to be an enemy of my Ye family?"

Seeing this situation, the Ye family monk in the No. 1 box became anxious and intimidated in public.

At this time.

The rough voice in the No. 6 box sounded again: "Hey, old man from the Zhou family, this person always threatens us. Do you have the Zhou family? "

Hearing words.

The old man from the Zhou family smiled and said, "I would like to ask the guests in the No. 1 box to follow the rules of this auction house, otherwise I will have to invite you out."

Inside the No. 1 box.

Ye Xiuchen's face turned red and his true energy was turbulent, as if he was about to take action in the next second. As the largest immortal cultivation family in Cangzhou, when did the Ye family be so humiliated?

But when he thought that this was Guang'an Mansion and the embarrassing situation of the Ye family over the years, Ye Xiuchen had to endure it.

"Ten Thousand Thousand Spirit Stones!"

He followed the auction rules and offered a price that made him extremely painful.

"Ten thousand and one spirit stone!"

"you…"

Hearing the disgusting bidding sound in the No. 6 box, Ye Xiuchen could no longer hold it back and suddenly stood up. The power of the foundation-building monk completely exploded.

Affected by this power, Chen Daoxuan, who was sitting in the No. 7 box, felt a huge sense of panic coming out of his heart.

"How is this possible?"

Chen Daoxuan was a little unbelievable. He knew that his strength was far from being a match for the foundation-building monk, but he did not expect that he could not even bear the remaining momentum of the foundation-building monk.

This is too exaggerated!

Chen Daoxuan believed that although his cultivation level was only the fourth level of Qi Refining, his strength was definitely not weak among Qi Refining Cultivators, and he could even be considered at the top level.

The first-level top-grade magic weapon Feixue Sword, the perfect realm of "The Wind Chasing Sword" and the great realm of "The Rain Covering Sword".

In terms of explosive power alone, Chen Daoxuan is definitely at the top level among the Qi Refining Cultivators, and his only disadvantage is that he is not long-lasting enough.

Even so, he couldn't even withstand the aura of the foundation-building monk, let alone the two fought head-on.

Chen Daoxuan guessed that if the two really fought, the foundation-building cultivator would likely kill him in an instant with one sword.

He couldn't help but feel a little scared when he thought that he wanted to interfere in the competition for the foundation-building monks.

No matter how safe Guang'an Mansion is, if the Ye family monk was so angry that he killed him on the spot, would the Zhou family kill the foundation-building monk of the Ye family for him, a small Chen family monk?

I'm afraid it may not be.

After all, the Ye family is the largest immortal cultivation family in Cangzhou, and the family ancestor is a real Jindan monk.

How dare the Zhou family provoke such a great enemy for him?

The final outcome was that the Zhou family suppressed the matter and pretended that nothing had happened.

As for the life or death of a little Chen monk, who cares?

Thinking of this, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help but feel cold. Although he didn't know what kind of hatred the Chen family had with the Ye family, he thought it should be related to the twelve immortal cultivators who died in battle fifty years ago.

Thoughts are turning.

The scene suddenly changed again.

"What? Is this the character of the Ye family monk? Can't afford the price and want to force a purchase?"

In the No. 6 box, a rough voice sounded again, accompanied by this sound, a more terrifying aura than Ye Xiuchen.

"Ye family, others are afraid of your Ye family, but I am not afraid of Lei Zhen!"

"A monk at the seventh level of foundation building!"

"It's actually a late-stage cultivator in the foundation building!"

“…”

As the two of them were at odds, they suddenly became in chaos.

Ye Xiuchen felt the other party's cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building, and his eyes flashed with panic.

But when I think this is Wanxinghai, the Guang'an Mansion of the Zhou family, not the extremely chaotic battlefield of Izumo Kingdom.

Ye Xiuchen let down his heart slightly again, and he said in a sarcastic manner: "Hmph! No wonder the monks in Yun Kingdom call me Wanxinghai a monk overseas barbarian cultivator, so they are really vulgar!"

I know that this map cannon completely angered the foundation-building monks present.

Chen Daoxuan discovered that even one or two Qi-refining cultivators joined the bidding.

The matter has turned into a complete farce until now.

Ye Xiuchen knew in his heart that he could not buy the Zhou family's water spirit beads anyway.

"Hmph! My Ye family has learned about the way of hospitality in Guang'an Mansion today. I, Ye Xiuchen, remember this humiliation!"

After saying that, he left with anger.

Seeing the Ye family monks leave, everyone cheered like triumphant soldiers.

"Get out! What a shitty monk in the Ye family!"

"The trash who fled fearlessly dares to come to my Guang'an Mansion to act wildly!"

“…”
Chapter completed!