Half a month later, a ray of light flew out from the Yingbin Pavilion and flew towards Fangshi at a very high speed.
Lu Yu, who was in the twilight, had a happy expression on his face. Thinking back on what happened in the past half month, he was faintly excited.
During this half month, he not only refined fourteen Liuhe swords, but also refined a batch of new sword spirit puppets.
Under the control of Qi Linghua Fei Kiss, the fourteen Liuhe swords can easily kill ordinary monks in the late stage of sword spirit. And these sword spirit puppets are also equipped with a new batch of second-grade top-level swords, and their power is also very astonishing. Although these sword spirit puppets only have the initial stage of cultivation, if they attack at the same time, the cultivators of the later stage of the sword spirit may also die immediately with hatred. With these two major trump cards, Lu Yu believed that he should be able to protect himself even against a monk who was a sword master.
Just when Lu Yu was dreaming, he had arrived in front of Fangshi before he knew it.
Today's market is very different from what it used to be. There are neat rows of Cangyue City guards guarding the gate. There is also a long queue of monks in front of the gate. Only after paying the spirit stone can one enter the square city. In Fang City, there is a large teleportation array roaring. From time to time, someone stood in the teleportation array and was teleported to the independent space of the auction.
"It's such a big handwriting that a small space has been used for the auction venue." Lu Yu was keenly aware of a slight fluctuation in space, and whispered to himself.
Afterwards, Lu Yu looked at the long dragon-like team again. Shaking his head and smiling wryly, it seemed that he was late, and there was no telling when the line would end.
After half an hour, Lu Yu paid the Lingshi and walked into the teleportation array.
With a flash of white light, Lu Yu appeared in a vast hall. In front of him was a huge building, long and flat. There are also three entrances lined up in the center of the building, and three lines lined up. It's just that the team in the middle has a lot of people, while the two next to it are much smaller.
Lu Yu stepped forward and found out after inquiring that the middle team was rushing to enter. The two teams next to it are the identification office for the treasures temporarily participating in the auction, and the other is the purchase office for monks who lack spirit stones to exchange treasures for spirit stones.
"At the purchase office, I happen to be short of spirit stones, so let's sell those things." Lu Yu said with a low smile. After speaking, Lu Yu walked to the team on the left. Not many people lined up in front of him, and soon it was Lu Yu's turn.
As soon as he entered the purchase office, Lu Yu saw three old men with white hair and beard sitting on the counter in front of him.
"Fellow Daoist, take out the things you want to sell. Our purchase office collects all materials, pills, weapons, and magic weapons." An old man on the left introduced skillfully.
Lu Yu didn't hesitate, and handed over the storage bag he had prepared. It contained dozens of second-grade top-level swords that Lu Yu had refined in the past half a month.
The old man on the left took the storage bag, glanced at it with his spiritual sense, and handed the storage bag to other old people in turn to check. Regarding the dozens of second-grade top-rank swords in the storage bag, these old men did not show any strangeness. It shows that these weapons are nothing in their eyes. This made Lu Yu feel relieved a little.
"Seventy second-grade top-level swords, the market price is 500 middle-grade spirit stones, the purchase price is 400 middle-grade spirit stones, a total of 28,000 middle-grade spirit stones. Daoist friends are willing to sell." The old man in the middle said lightly. .
"Yes." Lu Yu replied lightly. Although the price here is a bit lower, but selling here will not attract any attention. It's much safer than going to shops in Fangshi to sell them.
The old man nodded and threw a storage bag to Lu Yu. Then move towards the counter, and the storage bag disappears. After counting the spirit stones in the storage bag, Lu Yu exited the purchase office.
Lu Yu stood in the vast hall, hesitating in his heart. Now I still have more than 100,000 spirit stones in my hand, 50,000 of which are left over from the materials I bought before, and 50,000 are the proceeds from selling the materials in batches in the square market and the weapons just now.
However, Lu Yu estimated that this batch of Biluocao would take at least a hundred thousand spirit stones to get it. These spirit stones on his body are far from enough.
This was the first time Lu Yu was stumped by Lingshi. As for refining another batch of weapons to sell, even if time permits, Lu Yu would not dare to take the risk of doing so rashly. So as not to be remembered by interested people.
Suddenly, a light flashed in Lu Yu's mind. It occurred to me that there was one more thing to sell. It's just that the price of that thing is very rare. If I want to sell it, will it be noticed by interested people. Thinking of this, Lu Yu hesitated again.
It took a while before Lu Yu made up his mind. The mouth opened and closed silently, and the sound transmission was sent to Wen Renxue, discussing some things.
After a while, Lu Yu quietly walked to a secluded place. Scan it with your spiritual sense to make sure there is no one around. With a flash of white light, Lu Yu turned into a handsome young man dressed in fine clothes and with a charming smile on his face.
Lu Yu, who was hiding in the ring of spirit beasts, was speechless for a while when he saw the person who had changed from human to snow. Wen Renxue turned into a flower blowing kiss.
"Wenren, why did you become like Huafei Kiss?" Lu Yu said via voice transmission.
Wen Renxue joked: "Didn't you say that you want me to change into the appearance of the young master of the family? Isn't this the typical appearance of the young master? Don't tell me you want me to look like you, it looks like a poor scholar."
After finishing speaking, Wen Renxue ignored Lu Yu and walked towards the identification office in a swaggering manner. Because it was almost time for the auction to start, there was no one in front of the appraisal office.
As soon as Wen Renxue entered the identification office, she saw three gray-haired old men still sitting inside. Probably because no one came in for a long time, the three old men were dozing off, and they didn't even notice Wen Renxue came in.
Wen Renxue knocked on the counter vigorously, and shouted: "Old man, wake up! Don't sleep!"
The three old men woke up suddenly, looked at the young man in front of the counter in surprise, and felt a little dissatisfied in their hearts. Some resentment towards the guy who disturbed their lucid dreams.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you want to auction? According to the rules, before the auction, we need to have some appraisal. If you are qualified to auction, we will give you a reserve price. And the spirit stone with this reserve price, Fellow daoists can also use it at the auction. After the auction is over, the settlement will be unified. If you are not qualified, then please go to the purchase office next to you to have a look." Although the old man on the left is dissatisfied with the young man in front of him , but still said very skillfully.
"Okay, I got it. Does my young master still need to appraise the magic weapon? Forget it, let you keep your eyes open." Wen Renxue said in a condescending tone. After finishing speaking, he took out an exquisite brocade box covered with talismans from the storage bag and placed it on the counter. A look of disdain.
Although the three old men were furious, they could tell that this person was not an ordinary person. I could only hold back my anger, and took the box with a smile on my face.
The old man on the left peeled off the talismans one by one, and he was also full of curiosity about the contents of the box, with a cautious expression on his face. It is necessary to stick so many talismans on the brocade box, and most of the things inside are also extraordinary things.
As soon as the brocade box was opened, one could see the dazzling golden light inside, and the faint sound of dragon chant could be heard. After a while, the golden light gradually disappeared, and a golden elixir with dragon patterns appeared in front of the three old men.
A look of shock appeared on the face of the old man in the middle, tremblingly placed the pill in front of his eyes, and examined it carefully. After a long meal, the old man put the pill in the box, and said to another old man beside him, "It turned out to be Longteng Pill. Quickly call the steward."
After a while, a middle-aged scribe came out. The old man in the middle hastily transmitted a few words to the middle-aged scribe. Seeing this, Wen Renxue said with some dissatisfaction: "Is there anything shameful? I dare not say it in front of my young master."
Hearing this, the middle-aged scribe laughed and said, "My lord misunderstood, Mr. Wu just told me the value of your Dragon Pill."
Wen Renxue glanced sideways at the middle-aged scribe, although she had no expression on her face, she was shocked in her heart. She couldn't see the cultivation base of a middle-aged scribe, which meant that this person was probably in the realm of a sword master.
"How much spirit stone is it worth? Is this young master still in a hurry to watch the excitement?" Wen Renxue said lazily.
The middle-aged scribe smiled, and suddenly changed the subject and asked: "Young master, do you still have this Dragon Pellet? I am willing to pay a high price for it!"
Wen Renxue gave the middle-aged scribe a white look, and said angrily: "Do you think this Longteng Pill is a street vendor? This pill was also given to me by my grandfather not long ago. If it wasn't for my lack of spirit stones recently, I wouldn't be able to get them." Come out and sell."
"I'm confused, my lord. Don't blame me. The base price of your Longteng Pill is 200,000 middle-grade spirit stones. Don't worry, the final transaction price must be more than this amount. This is your token, please keep it. It can be deducted directly One hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones." The middle-aged scholar said with a smile. After speaking, he took out a token from his pocket and handed it to Wen Renxue.
Wen Renxue took the token in his hand and looked at it, with a look of indifference.
"Come here! Take this young master to the VIP room." The middle-aged scribe said calmly.
In an instant, a graceful young maid came out from behind, and appeared beside Wen Renxue. She pressed her plump body against Wen Renxue, and said in a stern voice: "My lord, please follow the servant girl." This way."
Wen Renxue felt a chill in her heart, but she still had to put on a lustful appearance on the surface. Putting one arm around the maid's small waist, she said frivolously, "The maid here looks good, but she's still not good enough to be a stove."
After finishing speaking, he left the identification office with his arms around the maid and walked into the VIP room.
The old man in the middle looked at the disappearing figures of the two, and asked in a low voice: "Steward, what is the origin of this young man?"
The middle-aged scribe shook his head and smiled wryly: "I don't know that. However, one thing is certain. His grandfather must be a sword emperor. Otherwise, how could he be given a Soaring Dragon Pill."
"Sword Emperor? Why have I never heard of any Sword Emperor who has such a useless grandson." The old man sighed softly.
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "There are at least dozens of sword emperors in our Broken Star Lake. Some of them are old monsters who can't be seen in the world. It's not surprising that you don't know. Some people are born with good luck. People like us can only rely on ourselves!"