"so many people?"
Ji Yaoxue looked at the dense crowd in front of her, a little surprised.
Although she had heard about the reputation of Mo Ling's Weapon Refining Workshop, she never expected that the auction at the beginning of a month would attract so many monks!
"Yao Xue, you don't know something. It is said that this auction is likely to be the last one."
The person speaking 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 call each other casually in private.
"The last time?" Ji Yaoxue looked puzzled.
Bai Yuhan explained: "Well, I heard that Mr. Mo left the royal city after the sect competition. I guess these Jindan masters are worried that after Mr. Mo leaves, it will be 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 your Qingshuang Sect's Jindan Master are all here. I guess, this time The bidding will be extremely fierce!”
Ji Yaoxue nodded, a little absent-mindedly, with a trace of sadness between her brows.
Bai Yuhan noticed Ji Yaoxue's strange behavior and whispered, "What, are you worried?"
Ji Yaoxue lowered her head and said nothing.
"Did you quarrel with the king, or was it because of Su Zimo?" Bai Yuhan asked again.
"Um."
Ji Yaoxue responded without hiding anything.
Regarding this matter, Ji Yaoxue told Bai Yuhan a few years ago.
Bai Yuhan said: "The king asked you to come and get this top-quality flying sword. I'm afraid he wants you to get to know Mr. Mo, right?"
Ji Yaoxue nodded, hesitated, and then asked: "Sister Bai, what do you think?"
"I?"
Bai Yuhan smiled and said: "Although I have never met that Su Zimo, I have met Mr. Mo. I dare to say that that Su Zimo is definitely not as good as Mr. Mo."
In Tingyuxuan, the monk in blue shirt was neither humble nor overbearing. Facing the pressure from the two major forces, True Fire Sect and Scarlet Eagle Guard, he remained calm and composed. The scene of turning the world around in just a few words left a deep impression on Bai Yuhan.
Ji Yaoxue frowned.
Bai Yuhan said: "Yao Xue, maybe you don't believe me when I say this, but once you meet him, you will definitely feel that Mr. Mo is unique."
Ji Yaoxue said lightly: "Let's talk about it later."
…
Master Canglang put his hands behind his back, held his head high, and looked coldly. He led two disciples, Si Yutang and Shen Mengqi, toward the crowd, exuding a faint aura of fierceness.
Many people noticed it and looked sideways subconsciously.
Bixia Palace is one of the five major sects, and Master Canglang himself is a famous ruthless character.
Although the crowd was crowded, many monks had scruples and still made way for a passage.
Soon, the three masters of Canglang had reached the front of the crowd.
In the first row, in addition to the three later Master Canglang, there are Master Yunshan of Nanyue Sect, his true disciple Shi Jian, and the last one is Master Yining of Qingshuang Sect.
"I am bound to get the top-quality spiritual weapon this time, so you two fellow Taoists should stop fighting." Master Canglang glanced slightly sideways. Although his tone was calm, there was an undoubted meaning.
"hehe."
Master Yunshan smiled and said: "Canglang, what you said is meaningless. You are bound to win, and I am bound to win!"
Then, Master Yunshan turned around and asked, "What did fellow Taoist Yining say?"
"It's nothing. Since it's an auction, everyone competes fairly. There's nothing to say."
Master Yining has been preparing for a long time to bid for this top-notch spiritual weapon. Naturally, he cannot retreat just because of Master Canglang's words.
Master Canglang sneered slightly and stopped talking.
Squeak!
At this moment, a gap suddenly opened in the door of Mo Ling's Weapon Refining Workshop.
Swish, swish, swish!
Countless eyes fell on the door of Mo Ling's Weapon Refining Workshop, with excited expressions and expectant eyes.
A woman flashed out of the door. Her hair was yellow, curly, and messy. However, her appearance was so beautiful that one would subconsciously ignore that flaw.
"Fellow Daoist Nian Qi, you have figured it out."
"Fellow Taoist Nian Qi, you have become beautiful again." A Jindan master said shamelessly.
"Fellow Taoist Nianqi, it's me. Ahem, I'm here again."
Any monk who has stayed in the royal city for a year and a half knows that Mr. Mo never shows up at every auction meeting, and Nian Qi is always in charge.
Even though Nian Qi was just dressed as a maid and had built up her cultivation base, no one among the Jindan masters present dared to look down upon her.
Nian Qi didn't say anything for now, and pressed down with both hands.
The originally noisy scene suddenly became silent.
You know, there were tens of thousands of monks at the scene, including thousands of Jindan real people, but the little maid made everyone quiet down with just a simple gesture!
Seeing this scene, Shen Mengqi's eyes revealed a hint of envy.
A maid has such energy, what kind of extraordinary person is her master
"I see that many strange Taoist friends have come today, so I will simply repeat the rules of the auction. The bidder will receive a number from me in a while. He needs to prepare thirty pieces of materials. The base price is 500,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Each time The price increase shall not be less than 10,000, and the higher bidder will win.”
After saying that, Nian Qi took out a large handful of jade tokens with numbers on them from his storage bag and scattered them in mid-air.
Master Canglang waved his sleeves and snatched the No. 1 token.
Master Yunshan got token No. 2, and Master Yining got token No. 3.
Other number tokens were also taken away by many Jindan real people behind the three people.
Although there were many people present, tens of thousands of people, most of them were disciples brought by Master Jin Dan.
The real bidders are the thousands of Jindan practitioners present.
"The auction has officially begun!"
As soon as Nian Qi's voice fell, someone in the crowd started raising signs to bid.
In an alley not far from the crowd, there was an exquisite carriage parked.
There were two women sitting in the carriage, one of whom was plump and curvy, exuding a mature and seductive aura.
The other woman was wearing a pink dress and a veil, so her face couldn't be seen, but her eyes seemed to be rippling with light when she blinked, which was touching!
"Aunt Gu, what's the background of this Mo Ling? He's holding an auction to take away all the business from Tianbao Auction House." The girl in the pink skirt frowned slightly, with a hint of anger and curiosity in her tone.
"I don't know." The mature woman named 'Aunt Gu' shook her head.
"I heard from my father that he is a young man, only in his early twenties. My father admires him very much and speaks very highly of him." The woman in pink skirt pondered.
"Why, the eldest lady of our Su Nu Sect is already 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 curled her lips with some disdain, raised her chin, and said confidently: "If I come forward and only need to hook my fingers, then what kind of Mo Ling can't obediently bow down under my skirt?"