Chapter 292 Auction

"so many people?"

Ji Yaoxue looked at the dense crowd in front of her, a little surprised.

Although she had already heard about the reputation of Moling Craftsmanship Workshop, she did not expect that the auction at the beginning of the month would attract so many monks!

"Yao Xue, you don't know. It is said that this auction is likely to be the last."

The speaker was wearing a spotless white shirt, but it was Bai Yuhan, the commander of the White Harrier Guard.

The two have a very good relationship, and they are called casually in private.

"The last time?" Ji Yaoxue looked puzzled.

Bai Yuhan explained: "Well, after I heard that the sect was big/competed, Mr. Mo left the royal city. It is estimated that these Jindan real people are worried that after Mr. Mo leaves, it is difficult for them to have such an opportunity again."

After a pause, Bai Yuhan glanced at the crowd not far away, and said, "Look over there, Bixia Palace, Nanyue Sect, and Jin Dan from your Qingshuang Sect are all here, I guess, this time The auction will be extra intense!"

Ji Yaoxue nodded, a little absent-minded, with a trace of sadness in her eyebrows.

Bai Yuhan noticed Ji Yaoxue's strangeness and whispered, "Why, have something on your mind?"

Ji Yaoxue lowered her head and said nothing.

"I quarreled with the king, or was it because of that Su Zimo?" Bai Yuhan asked again.

"Um."

Ji Yaoxue responded and didn't hide it.

About this matter, Ji Yaoxue told Bai Yuhan a few years ago.

Bai Yuhan said, "Your Majesty asked you to come and fetch this top-quality flying sword. I'm afraid I have a mind that I want you to get to know Mr. Mo?"

Ji Yaoxue nodded, hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Sister Bai, what do you think?"

"I?"

Bai Yuhan smiled and said, "Although I haven't seen that Su Zimo, I have seen Mr. Mo. I dare to say that that Su Zimo is definitely not as good as Mr. Mo."

Listening to Yuxuan, the blue-shirted monk was neither humble nor arrogant. Facing the pressure of the two major forces, Zhenhuomen and Chijiuwei, he remained calm and calm. The scene of turning the world around in a few words left a deep impression on Bai Yuhan.

Ji Yaoxue frowned.

Bai Yuhan said: "Yao Xue, if I say this, you may not believe it, but if you meet him, you will definitely feel the difference of this Mr. Mo."

Ji Yaoxue said lightly, "Let's talk about it."

...

Real Master Canglang carried his hands on his back, raised his head and raised his chest, his eyes were indifferent, he walked towards the crowd with two disciples, Si Yutang and Shen Mengqi, faintly exuding a fierce aura.

Many people noticed it and looked sideways subconsciously.

Bixia Palace is one of the five major sects, plus, Canglang Master himself is a famous and ruthless character.

Although the crowd was crowded, many monks had scruples and gave up a passage.

Soon, the three of Canglang Daoist had already walked to the front of the crowd.

In the first row, in addition to the three later Master Canglang, there was also Master Yunshan from Nanyue Sect, Shi Jian, his true disciple, and the last one was Master Yining from Qingshuang Sect.

"This time, I'm bound to win the top-quality spiritual weapon, so the two fellow Daoists should stop fighting." Master Canglang looked sideways slightly, his tone was flat, but there was an unquestionable meaning.

"Ha ha."

The real person Yunshan smiled and said, "Canglang, what you said is meaningless. You are bound to win, and I am bound to win!"

Afterwards, Master Yunshan turned his head and asked, "What did fellow Daoist Yining say?"

"It's nothing, since it's an auction, everyone competes fairly, there's nothing to say."

Real Master Yining had been preparing for a long time in order to bid on this superb spiritual weapon, so it was impossible for him to retreat just because of a word from Master Canglang.

Master Canglang sneered slightly and stopped talking.

Squeak!

At this moment, the door of the Moling Refining Workshop suddenly cracked a gap.

Swish swish!

Countless gazes fell on the door of Moling Item Refining Workshop, with excited expressions and anticipation.

A woman came out of the gate, her hair was brown and curly, messy, but her appearance was so beautiful that people would subconsciously ignore that little flaw.

"Friend Nianqi, you can figure it out."

"Fellow Daoist Nianqi, you've become beautiful again." A real person Jindan said cheekily.

"Fellow Daoist Nianqi, it's me, ahem, I'm here again."

Any cultivator who has stayed in the royal city for a year and a half knows that Mr. Mo will not show up every time the auction is held, and it is always Nianqi who presides over it.

Don't look at Nian Qi as a maid dressed as a maid, with a foundation and cultivation base, but none of the real Jin Dan present dared to despise her.

Nian Qi didn't speak for a while, and pressed down with both hands.

The originally noisy scene instantly fell silent.

You must know that there are tens of thousands of monks at the scene, including thousands of Jindan real people, but the little maid just made a simple gesture, but it made everyone quiet!

Seeing this scene, Shen Mengqi's eyes showed a touch of envy.

A maid has such energy, what kind of extraordinary person is her master?

"I see that many unfamiliar Taoists have come today, so I will simply repeat the rules of the auction. The bidders will receive a number from me in a while, and they need to prepare 30 documents. The reserve price is 500,000 high-grade spirit stones. The price increase shall not be less than 10,000, and the higher price will be awarded.”

After finishing speaking, Nian Qi took out a large number of jade tokens from the storage bag, which were marked with numbers and scattered in the air.

Immortal Canglang waved his sleeve robe and snatched the number one token.

Master Yunshan got the No. 2 token, and Master Yining was the No. 3 token.

Other number tokens were also taken away by many Jindan real people behind the three.

Although there were a large number of people at the scene, there were tens of thousands of people, but most of them were disciples brought by Jin Dan Zhenren.

The real bidders are the thousands of real people present.

"The auction will officially begin!"

As soon as Nian Qi's voice fell, someone in the crowd began to raise placards to bid.

In an alley not far from the crowd, an exquisite carriage was parked.

There were two women sitting in the carriage, one of them was plump and curvy, exuding a mature and seductive aura.

The other woman was wearing a long pink dress and was covered with a veil, so she couldn't see her face, but her eyes were blinking lightly, but there seemed to be waves of light, which was soul-stirring!

"Aunt Gu, what's the origin of this Mo Ling? Hold an auction and take away the business of Tianbao Auction House." The girl in the pink skirt frowned lightly, with a hint of anger and curiosity in her tone.

"I don't know." The mature woman called 'Aunt Gu' shook her head.

"I heard from the father that he was a young man in his early twenties, but the father praised him very highly. The woman in the pink skirt pondered.

"Why, the eldest lady of our Su Nuzong is interested in him?"

Aunt Gu looked at the girl in the pink skirt with a half-smile, and asked jokingly.

"cut."

The girl in the pink skirt pouted, slightly disdainful, raised her chin, and said confidently: "If I only need to hook up my fingers, why would Mo Ling obediently bow down under my skirt?"