Everyone in the entire auction venue felt this movement, and the auctioneers who came to present the sword were even more shocked.
"Chongming Sword, I recognize its owner!"
Sang Luo seemed to have been expected, and Chu Yanshu and Pei Jingxing did not have much emotional fluctuations.
Song Qingyun was born with sword bones, so he was already one step ahead in the way of swordsmanship. Moreover, in the huge world of Cangwu, he and Lin Qinghan were the only two young people born with sword bones. It was unreasonable for Chongming Sword to recognize him as its master.
Not surprising.
The auction envoy had already realized it and said,
"The auction has ended. I wonder if the four of you will leave through a secret passage."
Many of the people who came to participate in the auction were second-generation immortals with huge backing, and there were also many people whose identities were exposed not far away. They were afraid that they would be remembered if they took the valuable treasure, so there was a hidden secret inside the auction.
Sang Luo paused for a moment and was about to speak when he heard Pei Jingxing say with a cold face,
"No, I don't think anyone would dare to blame our Xuanyuan Sect!"
Sang Luo: "..."
In fact, she wanted to leave.
But thinking about it in reverse, it seems to be the same reason.
Hiding seems to be easier for people to miss, and no one in Cangwu World dares to pay attention to Xuanyuan Zong.
From this, Sang Luo concluded that the backer must be strong enough.
But... as soon as the four of them walked out of the auction door, they were stopped by two teenagers, a boy and a girl.
The woman was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was woven into a goose-yellow brocade fairy skirt. She had beautiful Emei eyes and looked elegant.
The man was about in his early twenties, wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, and had a handsome face. Sang Luo could tell that he was a sword cultivator, in the middle stage of Jindan.
Judging from his age and cultivation, he should have been passed down from the Seventh Sect.
The young man took two steps forward, bowed his hands to Sang Luo, and then said,
"I, Daozong Ji Qingfeng, would like to ask fellow Taoist for a favor."
Sang Luo raised his eyebrows frivolously when he heard that, the one from Daozong?
Ji Qingfeng, the only genius since the founding of Dao Zong who practiced both Talisman and Sword, and the master of Kaiyang Sword, was pure-hearted and upright.
This guy was described in the book as a unique genius, but it was a pity that he died on the battlefield between humans and demons at a young age.
Since he was very polite, Sang Luo had a good impression of him and raised his eyebrows frivolously.
"tell me the story."
Ji Qingfeng said,
"My senior brother was seriously injured while training in the secret realm. His life is at stake. He needs Xuanbing Chalcedony for medicine. Can you, fellow Taoist, sell me some Xuanbing Chalcedony?"
Before Sang Luo could speak, Pei Jingxing took over the words, his words were harsh and disdainful,
"What kind of injury is it? It's so serious that your life is at stake and you need to use black ice chalcedony as medicine? Did your senior brother allow the fire in the center of the earth to burn it into black charcoal? Or did you go astray and go astray?"
Who are you lying to?
If you use black ice chalcedony as medicine, you will either be burned by the earth's core fire, or you will be seriously injured.
Or, he is going crazy and is about to explode and die.
Bullying his junior sister for not knowing how to do it?
The girl behind came forward, frowned and said,
"Why are you talking so rudely? We are talking to this girl."
The implication is to shut him up.
Pei Jingxing snorted,
"You lied to others and became angry after being exposed. You still have the nerve to accuse others of being rude. I think you have a guilty conscience!"
The girl was about to take action upon hearing this, and Song Qingyun was also ready to draw his sword.
He can defeat ten of these weak talisman cultivators by himself!