Long Yang walked forward with the invitation. At this time, among the crowd, a person who looked like a housekeeper appeared, who was the receptionist of the Sin City.
When he saw Long Yang, he walked over with great enthusiasm, looking like he was devoted to his whole life.
"I wonder who are those?"
"Tai Chi Dragon Alliance!" Long Yang replied.
Suddenly, the butler's face changed. He turned around and walked towards the people from the Xiyuan Sword Sect before, ignoring Long Yang at all. While walking, he muttered: "Such a spirited person thought he was from a big force, but he didn't expect he was a fool."
Long Yang was speechless. These people were really looking down on others, but they were still not angry. No one picked us up.
The treasure appraisal conference can be said to be a large-scale auction. The stage is in the center, surrounded by tables and chairs on each floor. The bottom five floors are open-air, and the top five floors are private rooms.
At this moment, there were crowds of people, and they were all filled with people.
No one paid attention, Long Yang and Leng Yuan found a corner and sat down.
The auction has not started yet, and someone performs singing and dancing on the stage.
"Do we want to buy something this time?" Leng Yuan asked.
"Buy if you need it." Long Yang replied.
"But, yesterday you gave all the Qiankun Pills to your brothers, are there any more?" Leng Yuan looked skeptical.
"Don't worry." Long Yang smiled and patted his own Qiankun bag.
Leng Yuan immediately shut up. He knew the shock that Long Yang brought when he was a disciple. Leng Yuan would not doubt the matter like Qiankun Pill.
At this time, in the private room upstairs, through the gauze window, Long Yang saw a man in a black robe. Looking from a distance, although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, Long Yang found that this man was terrifyingly white, just like a ghost.
The moment Long Yang looked at the man, the man also saw Long Yang and then laughed, but the smile was really sinister.
"Who is that?" Long Yang pointed at the man and asked Leng Yuan.
"Yin Devour the Sky, the master of Yin and Yang Puppet Hall." Leng Yuan glanced at the man and said cautiously.
"Oh, so that's it."
After hearing the explanation, Long Yang also smiled at Yin Shi Tiantu.
This is called politeness, and it also expresses Long Yang's attitude. I am not afraid of you. I will accept whatever you want to do.
Yin Shitian was stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly, Long Yang actually smiled at him, twisted his fingers and said, "It's interesting."
At this moment, the treasure appraisal conference began immediately, and a woman appeared on the stage, wearing a purple gauze dress, looming, and outlining the curves.
Then the woman smiled sweetly and said, "Please take your place, the treasure appraisal conference will begin soon."
Suddenly, the field became quiet.
Of course, the treasure appraisal conference is called the treasure appraisal conference, but not all of them. There are auction items in front and treasure appraisal behind.
As the woman adjusted the atmosphere, she quickly got on track.
Start the auction.
"The first thing I want to take out today is a venerable weapon called Liuyun Sword. The sword is famous Liuyun, which can be said to be like a cloud."
While the woman was talking, she opened the sword box in front of her and took out the sword.
The sword body revealed light and surrounded by several spiritual weapons.
"Ten thousand is the starting price."
When everyone saw this sword, they all started to raise the price.
"Ten Thousand Qiankun Pills."
"Ten thousand."
"Twenty thousand."
Although this sword is good, it is not the style of Long Yang. Now Long Yang lives in the Yuanshi bloodline and has the spirit of killing demons. This sword is not worthy of him because it is too righteous, and only the evil sword is worthy of Long Yang.
Only when humans and swords are evil can we achieve heights.
But the most evil weapon is so easy to obtain.
And at this moment, a sound I had heard before sounded.
It was the disciple of the Xiyuan Sword Sect who had met with Long Yang before, named Mo Jian.
At this moment, he began to shout: "I will pay 30,000 yuan, I want this sword in Xiyuan Sword Sect."
This kind of sword, like the Yin-Yang Puppet Hall, is disdainful to ask for it, so the disciples of the Xiyuan Sword Sect dared to speak like this, otherwise he would not dare to say what he had just said with courage.
Suddenly, no one was talking around. After all, the Xiyuan Sword Sect still had some strength, not to mention that they did not have much to say about things like swords, so they all mean to give in.
Seeing this, Mo Jian laughed. No one robbed them, so wouldn’t this sword be easily captured?
Long Yang sneered when he saw this. Long Yang still remembered the way Mo Jian looked at people before.
The surroundings were silent, and Long Yang began to shout for a price.
"Three thousand and one Qiankun Pill."
The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the audience.
When Mo Jian heard this, he frowned slightly and soon saw Long Yang, and his face immediately looked ugly.
He still remembers Long Yang.
"Junior Brother Mo, isn't that the person who just talked to you?" said another man in purple next to Mo Jian.
"Yes, just a country bumpkin." Mo Jian smiled, and then he showed his expression, and continued to shout: "Thirty-five thousand Qiankun Pills."
Long Yang sneered, as if he was not caring, and said lazyly: "Thirty-five thousand and one."
In an instant, Mo Jian's fists were pinched together, looking at Long Yang with a surging murderous intent.
"Junior brother, this country bumpkin did it on purpose." Someone around said fiercely.
"I know, it's okay. After the end, I want him to die." Mo Jian said fiercely.
"Okay, let's buy the sword first. This time, Master gave us 500,000 Qiankun Pill, which is definitely enough to buy."
Mo Jian continued to increase the price: "40,000."
Then Mo Jian glared at Long Yang, which was provoking, and he wanted to tell Long Yang that I wanted this sword, and that I was very rich, so I would not accept it.
Long Yang understood and coughed lightly. He really didn't believe that the people here had him and had money, just follow him.
“Forty thousand thousand one.”
At this moment, everyone present understood that the two must have been fighting for some grudges. They all knew Mo Jian, the junior brother of the Xiyuan Sword Sect, who had a very high talent in swordsmanship, but on the other hand, the man who competed with him had a little vision.
"Who is this person?"
"Don't know."
At this time, the butler who ignored Long Yang saw Long Yang, looked contemptuous, and then said to the people around him: "A force called Taiji Dragon Alliance is very garbage, it's extremely garbage."
"I see."
"Then isn't this person seeking death?"
"It must be a search for death. Let's see how this kid dies." The housekeeper mocked.
Mo Jian's body was already covered with flames. He stared at Long Yang and released his murderous intent, but this was a treasure appraisal conference and he could not take action. Moreover, his target was the Liuyun Sword. He would take this thing first and then talk about it. The others could be put back.
"fifty thousand."
Mo Jian roared.
Long Yang was still extremely lazy. He had no intention of buying the sword at all. He just wanted to punish Mo Jian, so he continued: "50,000,01."
Mo Jian couldn't help it immediately, stood up suddenly, looked at Long Yang, and said angrily: "Unknown boy, what are you doing?"
Long Yang looked like he didn't know anything, staring at Mo Jian ignorantly: "It's auctioning things."
"We in the Xiyuan Sword Sect want this thing."
"Why give it to you? This treasure appraisal conference is not from your Xiyuan Sword Sect, right?" Long Yang said with a smile, and then looked at the woman in the field, meaning that she would let the woman say something.
The woman looked embarrassed. She had seen Mo Jian and knew about the Sword Sect of the Yuan Dynasty, but she had never seen Long Yang, and she didn't know where Long Yang came from. Now it was obvious that Long Yang had messed with Mo Jian. She didn't want to step on this muddy water. However, as the only auctioneer at the treasure appraisal conference, it would be too embarrassing to say something at this moment, so she said, "Don't mess around in the treasure appraisal conference venue, just sit down for me."
After saying that, the woman looked at Mo Jian, and her eyes conveyed kindness. After Mo Jian saw it, she understood and smiled. Then the woman looked at Long Yang again, her eyes full of anger. It was all caused by this boy. She didn't know where an unknown boy came from, and she dared to fight against the well-known Xiyuan Sword Sect.
Long Yang felt hostility, but he was still smiling.
Mo Jian restrained his murderous aura, looked at Long Yang, and said, "Boy, you are lucky. Aren't you going to auction it? I'll let you come now, but you have a plant to add 10,000 Qiankun Pill at one time."
Ten thousand Qiankun Pills.
Except for those big forces around, everyone else took a breath and added 10,000 yuan at a time. The financial resources of the Xiyuan Sword Sect are really powerful.
Unexpectedly, Long Yang smiled and said, "As long as I bid higher than you, you think everyone is as stupid as you."
"You." Mo Jian was once again angry and furious.
"I am, I have been several times in 50,000 or 100. If you want it, I will take it back and give it to my disciples." Long Yang said lazily.
"What? I bought it for more than 50,000 yuan and gave it to my disciples. Is this guy crazy?"
"Which power is this Tai Chi Dragon Alliance?"
The butler who had been mocking Long Yang before laughed louder: "I think this kid is just pretending, I have never heard of Tai Chi Dragon Alliance."
"yes."
The people around him agreed.
When Long Yang heard this, he sneered and said in his heart: "You will know from now on."
Mo Jian is also a beautiful boy of his generation, and he still has a proud heart. He continues to increase the price: "I will pay 100,000."
One hundred thousand Qiankun Pills.
Everyone was shocked.
"Junior brother..."
"It's okay, Master, I'll explain that these are all right. If you don't bid, it means we admit defeat. What is our status in the Xiyuan Sword Sect? What is that kid's status? You must not lose. Moreover, that guy will definitely not be able to get the 100,000 Qiankun Pill." Mo Jiandao.
"oh."
After paying the price, Mo Jian looked at Long Yang and looked mocking: Seeing that Long Yang didn't say anything, he said sarcastically: "Boy, you can continue to bid."
Long Yang stopped laughing, his face looked calm. Hearing Mo Jian's words, he looked over, and then shook his head helplessly.
"Why are you shaking your head?" Mo Jian saw Long Yang's strange behavior and said.
"I'm helpless to you. You just scolded me for adding less, and I said the same thing as the one I added myself. I really don't know where you came from and said to me." Long Yang said.
"You..." Mo Jian felt that Long Yang was humiliating him, thinking that Long Yang would die. After the treasure appraisal meeting ended, he put him to death. After calming down, he looked at Long Yang, forced a smile and said, "You said I added less, then you add it."
"One hundred thousand is still a little, who is this guy sacred?"
"I think they are all pretending. Seeing that he looks poor, he brought a subordinate."
"That's right, I'll see how much he can add."
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were on Long Yang.
Long Yang smiled slightly, glanced across the audience and said, "Okay, then I will use 200,000 Qiankun Pills for this sword."