Chapter 15: The Third Mission - The Richest Game 7
Wu Bing simply didn't know what to say. He, a swordsman's apprentice, was dressed like an oversized fat sheep!
Although Wu Bing was not well-informed, at the Sword Infant stage, his perception was thousands of times better than that of other monks.
He didn't recognize many of these things about Mo Yiyi, but that didn't stop him from knowing that these were all treasures from heaven and earth!
Wearing such a bunch of things on your body, are you afraid that no one will come to rob you?
Wu Bing's hands hanging by his side were shaking. He wanted Noila Mo to change out of this outfit and wear something simpler.
But he also knew that this was just in vain. After all, Mo Yiyi entered the auction house wearing this outfit. Everyone saw it. Even if she changed now, it would be useless!
In the end, Wu Bing could only take a deep breath and stepped into the room.
Take care of what you have come. After the auction is over, Manager Yang will send someone to take Mo Yiyi back, so now is not the time to go back!
Mo Yiyi saw her master enter the door expressionlessly, his fluttering robe and feet seemed to be filled with anger, and then he sat in the seat farthest away from her, looking as if he was angry.
She glanced at Senior Brother Ding and then at Fang Jiaohong, a little confused.
Butan Chun and Fang Jiaohong knew why Wu Bing was angry, but at this time, they didn't know what to say. They could only give Mo Yiyi a look that she couldn't understand, and then they both looked at her nose and nose.
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Do whatever you want, Manager Wu can’t kill Noila Mo anyway, so let’s leave it at that!
Mo Yiyi also sat down. After observing for a while, she instinctively knew that it was her who was causing trouble.
But she touched the solid jingle bracelet on her hand and shook the hollow bell.
The imperial gilt jewelry is so beautiful, and the clothes made of Brahma Brocade are also very good. The Shark Cloud Brocade is colorful and dazzling, and it makes her feel happy when she wears it.
So, she touched the items she was wearing one by one, and her original uneasy mood calmed down.
Although Mo Yiyi felt that she had no problem, the fact that her master was angry still had to be dealt with.
Fortunately, her Yuehua Stone system has reimbursed her, so she took it out during the mission, and the system will reimburse her after the mission is over!
So Mo Yiyi did not hesitate. After adjusting her mood, she stood up and walked up to Wu Bing. Under Wu Bing's glare, she turned her hand and a bright moonstone appeared in her palm.
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The moment the Moonstone appeared, the breathing of the two half-demon in the room became a little heavier. Wu Bing immediately reached out and took away the Moonstone from Mo Yiyi's hand, holding it firmly in his palm.
His face turned livid.
Unfortunately, Wu Bing's action just now was just a subconscious action. He was rational and knew very well that at this time, he could not accept this gift!
He accepted this gift, how will the master put on airs in the future???
But that is the Moonstone, a very rare Moonstone in the world of cultivation!
Wu Bing's hand holding the Yuehua Stone became harder and harder, and the sharp stinging sensation made him more and more angry. Mo Yiyi looked at Wu Bing's expression and said in a gentle voice that he had broken the gift.
talk.
"We are really happy that the master can come. I bought some things. I am afraid that some villains will come to rob me when I go back. With the master here to take charge, we will definitely be safe this time."
As she spoke, she also took out a bag of spiritual stones, poured them all out, and buried the place where Wu Bing was sitting.
"Master, this is the mortal world, and the spiritual energy is too barren. I am still too young, and I really can't bear it. I am wearing such a suit just to gather some spiritual energy. I am not as powerful as the master. I am afraid.
I took out high-grade spiritual stones and was coveted by others, so I can only bring more jewelry. Master, do you feel better?"
Anyone with a discerning eye can hear Mo Yiyi's words. This is a hard truth.
But being able to get down to a lower level also made Wu Bing feel much better.
In particular, which monk wouldn't like the feeling of being surrounded by spiritual energy?
Because of this bag of high-quality spiritual stones, Wu Bing really felt much better.
When a monk comes to the mortal world, the stronger the monk, the more uncomfortable he will feel, just like a fish in the deep sea suddenly loses water and is released into the desert.
The sudden abundance of spiritual energy made Wu Bing's original scolding become much gentler.
"I told you before that you are not allowed to leave spirit stones everywhere!"
"I know, isn't there a master? If there was no master, I would definitely not dare to do this!"
Wu Bing's anger was visibly reduced, and Mo Yiyi quickly pursued the victory.
"Master, I bought some fruit trees and will put them in the yard in the future. When the time comes, we can still eat fruits."
"I just know that there are random flowers of spirit stones!"
Mo Yiyi wanted to show Wu Bing a flattering smile, but when she failed, she stretched out her hand to collect the scattered spiritual stones and piled them on top of Wu Bing.
In a place like this in the mortal world, such a dense gathering of spiritual energy is a pleasure. Wu Bing, who was originally very angry, has also softened a bit.
Wu Bing is not a person who is afraid of trouble. As a sword cultivator in the sword infant stage, Wu Bing is very courageous. There is nothing to be afraid of when facing strong people and challenges.
But this time is different. This time he is the steward sent by the sect to recruit disciples. He needs to be responsible for those mortal children, and he is also worried that Mo Yiyi will be killed out of sight because he does not know the importance.
This is his first apprentice, and he is also his direct disciple. If something happens, even if he finds and kills everyone who did it, Mo Yiyi will not be able to survive.
Wu Bing couldn't say these words, and he was not a talkative swordsman. In the end, these words were all reduced to one sentence.
"Don't do this again in the future!"
Noila Mo nodded obediently, pulled the spiritual stones on the ground and piled them up, asking questions as he piled them up.
"Master, why don't you absorb the Moonstone first? Senior Brother Ding is still watching."
Wu Bing looked at Butanol, who subconsciously withdrew his burning eyes and tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
The Moonstone's attraction to the demonic veins was indeed very strong. Wu Bing thought for a moment and did not absorb it. Instead, he turned his hand and put it away.
After doing all this, he looked out the window, sighed in his heart, and said it again.
"It won't happen next time. If you want to buy anything this time, just buy it. Don't ask for it in the future..."
"Long live Master! Master, you are so kind!"
Wu Bing shut up. Seeing his apprentice's face paralyzed and extremely excited, the last bit of anger in his heart disappeared.
Forget it, Mo Yiyi is not a sword cultivator yet, has not yet entered the Sword Sect, and does not know the hard work of sword cultivators, so let her be happy for two more days.
Wu Bing comforted himself in this way. At this moment, someone knocked on the open door.
Mo Yiyi looked back and saw Manager Yang standing at the door, smiling at Mo Yiyi in a friendly manner, but out of the corner of his eye he was staring at the pile of high-grade spiritual stones, feeling the aura emanating from the room, and he was uncontrollably
Absorbing the spiritual energy emitted, he tried hard to restrain himself and not do anything rude in front of a Sword Infant sword cultivator!
But even after warning himself like this, his tone of voice was still a little stiff.
"Dear guest, Manager Wu, the monks from White Horse Temple said that you can give those flower notes as a gift."
Wu Bing looked at his apprentice, what monk from Baima Temple, what flower note, what is he talking about?
Mo Yiyi came to the interface very naturally.
"Then bring them all, and then buy me two hundred low-grade spiritual stones as a return gift to White Horse Temple."
Manager Yang responded dryly, keeping his peripheral vision on the pile of high-grade spiritual stones. After a long while, he controlled himself, retreated from the door, and closed the door of Room 1.
At this time, Mo Yiyi had returned to her seat and continued to pay attention to the auction items below through the illusion cast on the floor-to-ceiling windows!
At this time, Wu Bing also moved away from the corner of his eyes and stared at Manager Yang, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
The auction at this time has reached the tenth item.
This is a set of furniture, made from a whole golden nanmu tree, with a total of eleven pieces.
A carved bed made of golden nanmu, the workmanship is exquisite, and the carvings of insects, flowers and birds are lifelike, delicate and harmonious.
There are two screens, one on the left and one on the right. The screen on the left is a picture of a peacock displaying its screen, and the one on the right is a picture of a white cat playing with a ball. The embroidery is exquisite and smart. These two embroideries alone are already considered masterpieces, not to mention the gold.
The nanmu screen is also very finely carved, with a hollow climbing vine design and delicate and small golden flowers among the leaves.
A dressing table is carved from the best piece of golden nanmu. The whole body is complete. The patterns on the dressing table are in relief, and even the handles of the drawers are made to look like birds or flower branches.
The desk is very simple. It is at least two meters long. It is slightly thick and heavy. There are no patterns or carvings, but it is not inferior to other exquisite furniture.
There are four chairs, all made of polished golden silk wood. They are slightly bulky, but very impressive.
Finally, there is the cabinet. There are two cabinets. The cabinet doors have gold rings and are also carved with flowers, birds, fish and insects.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this set of golden nanmu furniture must have come from the royal family.
After all, things like golden nanmu can only be used by the royal family in the mortal world.
Among the group of people sitting in the front row of the auction room, several people looked at the well-dressed woman sitting in the middle.
This woman was dressed in gold and silver and had a dignified manner. She was unmoved by being looked at like this. She sat with her back straight, but when her eyes fell on the set of furniture, she was slightly in a trance.
Mo Yiyi liked this set of furniture very much. In fact, she was not the only one. Both the monks in the private room and the monks sitting outside all participated in the bidding in twos and threes.
Although golden nanmu is just an ordinary ordinary wood, it is true that this tree species is rare, and because it has no value to monks, there are no monks who specially cultivate it.
Therefore, the base price of this set of furniture increased from 100 low-grade spiritual stones to 50 medium-grade spiritual stones. In the end, Mo Yiyi even offered a high price of 70 medium-grade spiritual stones!
It stands to reason that this price is already very high. When she heard the price of 70 medium-grade spiritual stones, the princess in the audience also closed her eyes, knowing that this was the final result.
However, Shi Fengqin stayed around for three weeks again. On the second week, a man's voice came from Room No. 11.
"100 medium-grade spiritual stones."
Suddenly, the whole place was in an uproar, and even Her Royal Highness the Princess opened her eyes, but what she saw in her eyes was not surprise, but disgust.