Chapter 85 Let's congratulate the honored guests in Box 5
Chapter 85 Let us congratulate the distinguished guest in Box No. 5
Author: Yan Xiaohe
Chapter 85 Let us congratulate the distinguished guest in Box No. 5
"Ah...this..."
Pei Jingxing's voice was drawn out and his expression was complicated.
"You and Uncle Chuxue, one likes to wear cyan and the other likes to wear white. I thought they were direct disciples of our Xuanyuan Sect, and both of them are aloof."
Sang Luo leaned against the railing with his chin propped up, a look of despair on his face.
"Then... maybe Master Chuxue doesn't have money either. After all, these days, the cheapest clothes are white."
There is no need to dye white, which is the lowest cost!
She looked at the fabrics of Uncle Chuxue's clothes, which were also made of ordinary materials.
By the way, at the time of our ancestor, Xuanyuan Sect was actually quite poor.
Although my master is a master of Talisman and Sword, he has never been interested in money. For his disciples, they just want to live.
At that time, most of the Fu cultivators had been recruited away by the Dao Sect. The Xuan Yuan Sect was basically all sword cultivators, and the whole sect was very poor.
Uncle Chuxue, like his master, is a genius in the way of swordsmanship. He does not know the art of talisman formations. He only practices swordsmanship every day. He has basically no desire for the world, and he has no money.
That is to say, it was not until Master Changluo took over the responsibility of Xuanyuan Sect and recruited several elders from other sects to refine elixirs and weapons, and led Xuanyuan Sect to develop in all directions through alchemy, weapons, talismans, and swordsmanship.
He became rich and improved the living conditions of his disciples.
However, despite this, the gap between the rich and the poor within Xuanyuan Sect is still quite large.
There are also those who make alchemy, weapons, and talismans. The magic weapons, elixirs, and talisman paper that you usually refine by improving your cultivation level can all be sold for money.
And what about the sword cultivator!
I have to practice swordplay every day, and I don’t have the time or skills to do a side job. I only find time to deliver food and drive people around. It’s all hard work, and it’s hard to make a lot of money.
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At this moment, the bidding outside has reached 70,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
Just when Pei Jingxing was about to increase the price, Chu Yanshu beside him said quietly,
Pei Jingxing was surprised and looked at Sang Luo. The message in his eyes was,
'I've started spending money on you, and you still say you two are fine?'
Sang Luo was also confused. She looked at Chu Yanshu.
The young man leaned lazily on the soft chair, looking carefree. He raised his eyes to look at her, but did not speak.
Sang Luo: "..."
What on earth does he mean?
At the same time, in another box, a girl dressed in light yellow cloud gauze frowned and said,
"One hundred thousand spirit stones?"
Who would spend 100,000 spiritual stones to buy a fairy robe that can protect against water and fire?
But she really likes this dress.
So the girl spoke out again,
"One hundred and ten thousand."
And soon, the price was increased again in another box,
"Two hundred thousand."
The boy's faint voice echoed in the auction room.
The girl in the private room was shocked and held back a sentence for a long time,
"This man... must be sick!"
This is not how money is spent!
You have so much money and no place to spend it? Are you here to be a money-spreader?
Sang Luo was also shocked.
What does this dog want to do?
Pei Jingxing raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, this guy can do it."
Even the etiquette lady, who was used to seeing big winds and waves, was stunned for a moment. The original estimated price of this dress was one hundred thousand.
Unexpectedly...it was twice as much as expected!
But she reacted quickly——
"The distinguished guest in Box No. 5 bids 200,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Does anyone else have a higher bid?"
The girl in the other box didn't speak again.
The gentle and melodious voice of the hostess echoed in the auction hall,