"According guest No. 5 bids for thirty hundred-year-old cold-spirited spiritual treasures. Is there anything higher?"
"Twice for thirty plants, is there anyone who bids higher..."
The old man Shangguan had a smile on his face and looked around at the casual cultivators who were sitting again.
"Old guy, what are you asking about? Who dares to seize the food that the young sect leader likes? You're going to get tired of living."
"Hey, second brother, why are you so impatient? They are just casual cultivators and children of small aristocratic families. They may not be able to get thirty plants in their lifetime."
Lang Fei had been paying attention to Accord No. 5 with his spiritual consciousness. The two people behind the young master were the ones talking loudly.
"Huh, of course. Who dares to get involved in these dog-like things that this young master likes? Otherwise, he has the life to buy it but not the life to use it."
He gently shook the folding fan twice and closed it with a snap. The young sect master showed a trace of pride on his face and regarded the windbag as his own.
"Okay...thirty plants!...made..."
"Fifty plants!" The old man Shangguan just said the word "hand" when suddenly, a cold quotation came from an elegant room on the second floor.
"Gudu." The old man Shangguan almost bit his tongue, his throat squirmed, and he swallowed the word "Jiao" again in a daze. It took him a long time to catch his breath, and he looked at the Accord that made the sound with a horrified expression.
If the thirty plants quoted by No. 5 Yage before were considered a high price, then the fifty plants offered at this moment are already a sky-high price. The wind-calling bag is no more than a magic weapon, and the market price is only about twenty plants. Just two casual cultivators bid.
The old man Shangguan was a little overjoyed when he reached twenty-three. When the price of No. 5 Accord was thirty, the old man could only feel shocked. When he heard the price of fifty, the old man thought he was dreaming and couldn't help pinching himself.
He lifted his thigh, and when he felt pain, he said tremblingly: "Seven... No. 7 Accord, will you... bid fifty trees?"
The old man still didn't believe it. The voice repeating the quotation sounded like he was asking whether it was true or false.
The person sitting in Accord No. 7 was none other than the thief looking for trouble.
After listening to the old man Shangguan's question, he looked at Huo Yun who rolled his eyes at him, smiled slightly, and repeated, "You heard that right, fifty plants!"
After hearing his confirmation, the downstairs was like a frying pan, and discussions started everywhere.
"What's the origin of this kid? He sounds young. Is he crazy? Why are you quoting such a high price? Fifty plants. That's fifty plants. Even two windbags can be bought."
"Old Zhao, what are you mumbling about? If you ask me, this guy is the next best thing to buying the windbag. He is a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking."
"How to say?"
"Didn't you see that when he made the bid, the old man from the Shangguan family was about to announce No. 5 Accord as the final winner? That kid must have deliberately opposed the people in No. 5 Accord, so he just bid to suppress it."
"Hey, when you say that, it really makes sense. Let's not talk about whether it's worth it or not. Just talking about the way he played it made us angry. We are country bumpkins, but that No. 5 Accord
The guy is not much better. He dared to bid thirty, which is only a few more plants than the man offered. Look at the other person again, and he opened his mouth fifty, hey... there are twenty more plants. We are country bumpkins, and he is number five.
The guests of the Accord are just old haters in front of others!"
"..."
When someone with understanding expressed his opinion, he spread it to ten and hundreds of people. All the casual cultivators in the audience ignored Lang Fei's madness. They only admired his courage and helped many casual cultivators in the audience to vent their bad breath.
"Who is he? Dare to challenge this young master!" In the No. 5 Accord, the young master of the Evil Sword Sect stood up with a "bang" sound and looked at the direction of the No. 7 Accord where Lang Fei was with a sinister look. He only heard what he said
There was a "crunching" sound.
Lang Fei's action just now undoubtedly gave him a loud slap in the face. Perhaps the casual cultivators in the audience didn't know his identity, but the three parties hosting the venue knew it clearly.
Son------I'm sorry for you.
The young master of the Evil Sword Sect is here. It will be easy to kill everyone in this small auction venue. But it is unimaginable. There is indeed someone who touches the tiger's butt. Touching it is not enough. This is simply like guarding.
When a tiger asks for tiger whip soup, how can he not be annoyed by being slapped in the face in public?
"You little bastard, you're dead!" The folding fan in his hand was twisted and deformed. The young man didn't know it, with murderous intent on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Qiu Ying, Qiu Xiong!"
"My subordinates are here!" The two men behind him immediately stood up and responded coldly.
"Keep an eye on the person in the box for me until after the show is over..." He said, making a slashing gesture with his knife.
"Yes!" The two men understood, looked at each other, bowed and accepted the order, then walked out of the Accord, monitoring every move of Accord No. 7 from a distance.
Thinking about the young master of the Evil Sword Sect, how could he not walk sideways wherever he went in the Shang, Zhao, and Sui Dynasties? Not to mention casual cultivators who bullied them at will, let's talk about the Huo family, the Zhao family, and the Shangguan family. The heads of the three families must be polite to him.
He said, "Young Master Tian has always been a good person." He had never experienced such arrogance. In his opinion, it was impossible for a disciple from a big sect to appear in such a small auction venue, and the person bidding against him was nothing more than a former
A nouveau riche or a direct descendant of a small aristocratic family who came to join in the fun. No matter how high the price was, it was not that he couldn't afford it, but in his eyes, Lang Fei was already a dead body, so there was no need to bid out of anger, which would go against his father's past values.
Teaching is unbecoming of a young sect master.
He had already thought that even if Lang Fei didn't know the identity of the young master of the Evil Sword Sect now, he would know it when he was intercepted and killed. No matter how much he begged for mercy, he would not let his life go. He would definitely skin him and cramp him.
Hanging on the beam for seven days was enough to demonstrate his majesty as the future master of the Evil Sword Sect.
"Brother Lang Fei, your...this...this price is too outrageous!" In Accord No. 7, Huo Yun was very puzzled by Lang Fei's behavior.
Lang Fei smiled slightly, squinted his eyes, and replied softly: "Brother Huo Yun, haven't you ever heard a saying? 'I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my gold is gone.' How do you know that today's loss will not be like a blessing in disguise?"
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Seeing that he didn't say anything after saying this meaningless sentence, Huo Yun rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart. As expected of someone from a large sect, even his words were so weird!
"Fifty plants three times, deal!"
At this moment, the sound of the old man's hammer came from the stage.
When the waiter came up and withdrew the windbag, there was another discussion in the audience, and everyone speculated about the origin of the winner of the windbag.
The auction continued on the stage, and when the next auction item was presented, it was a pill. Lang Fei lost interest after just one glance, but it turned out that the items on the stone platform were several Jiuyang pills.
He had the most stock in his belt. When he was in Danmen, he used this medicinal stone to practice. The old Taoist saw it more than ten times. He once asked him why he had a special liking for this aphrodisiac. This thief fooled the old Taoist and said Jiuyang
Pill medicinal materials are easy to obtain, and have the strictest fire requirements among low-level medicinal stones. They are a shortcut for improving fire control methods.
He made it sound nice, but it was not the case. Earlier, it was the idiot who coveted the Jiuyang Pill and took it from him as a favor. Later, because there was no good wine on the mountain, the two of them went there when the alcohol bug started to cause trouble.
I went to a small town under the mountain to buy wine and drink. I went back and forth and got to know the shopkeeper very well. To put it bluntly, the shopkeeper was a pervert. He often went in and out of the flower streets and willow alleys and bought him a night of romance. Although his family was wealthy, he was the one who slept with him every night.
Different, but there is only one disease, which is a disease in which the yang root is difficult to strengthen. I often toss around for most of the night but achieve nothing. I have taken a lot of secret aphrodisiacs, but the effect is not satisfactory. I often take several pills before I feel any reaction. This
Over and over again, I gradually became dependent, and finally I was completely drained by those earthly aphrodisiacs, so that I was not able to do anything about the bed.
One time, the two of them went down a mountain to drink. They overheard the shopkeeper sighing and asked him why. When he learned about this, the idiot smiled mischievously and gave the shopkeeper a bottle of Jiuyang Pills on the spot. The shopkeeper didn't believe the idiot's boast.
, but after seeing countless miracle doctors who were helpless, he had no choice but to give it a try. Unexpectedly, after only one day of service, not only was his vitality restored, but he also showed off his power in bed, looking like a fierce and fierce villain.
The person beside him was so delicate and weak that he was unable to get out of bed. After that, one woman could not satisfy him, and he would often sleep with him, spending the night with two, or even three, or four women.
This is a serious situation, but if Lang Fei and the two go down the mountain, the shopkeeper must ask for a bottle of Jiuyang Pills. Accordingly, all the drinks of Lang Fei and Duzi are free, allowing them to drink as they please. As a result, Lang Fei
When flying on the mountain, he would always make a batch of Jiuyang pills when he had nothing to do, and use them to exchange for wine when he went down the mountain.
"Dong...dong!" Lang Fei squinted his eyes and was lost in thought when a knock on the door suddenly came from outside. Before Lang Fei could say anything, Huo Yun walked closer and opened the door.
"This young master, you took a picture of the wind bag." As he spoke, a beautiful woman dragged Tingting on the jade plate and approached, bowed slightly, and held up the wind bag.
Lang Fei glanced at it, nodded, and winked at Huo Yun. Huo Yun approached with understanding and took off the wind bag.
"Here are fifty cold-spirited plants that are hundreds of years old. Count them." While speaking to a middle-aged woman behind the maid, Lang Fei waved his white sleeves, and fifty more plants were instantly added to the beautiful woman's jade plate.
Medicinal ingredients lingering with a hint of coldness.
As the saying goes, an expert can tell if there is anything by stretching out his hand. The middle-aged woman is at the foundation-building level. Just when she saw Lang Fei's demeanor and clothes, she knew that she was not a casual cultivator. Now she saw that he was dealing with fifty hundred-year-old trees.
The medicine was so casually served, and the terrifying aura exuded when waving his hand, immediately made his heart tremble, and he gave a slight salute and said: "No need, I can trust you Taoist fellow Taoist." After saying this, he nodded to the beautiful woman.
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"The auction is still going on, fellow Taoist, please continue, we won't interrupt you." After saying that, the middle-aged woman left first, and the beautiful woman also bowed and bowed before leaving.