The carriage passed by Lu Yu. Lu Yu squinted his eyes to listen carefully, and heard a very subtle and weak... girl's voice from inside...
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In a positive day, it should have been positive.
Apart from Lu Yu, there are people who are not cold about it, and even when everyone enters the venue one after another and sits down according to the invitation letter, the talent slowly comes.
The elder of the Mozong Outer Sect, Qi Lingfeng.
He walked to the side of the meeting place and thought for a while before he reluctantly opened up his'dark spirit sense' induction.
Today is outdoors, sunny, and you can see more clearly.
So he was stunned for a moment, frowned, and couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his eyes.
I clearly opened up my spiritual sense, and I should see it more clearly, but now I see it not so clearly, a little dim and a little fuzzy.
He was even a little nervous in his heart, for fear of something wrong with his practice. After all, he is a natural person. Every step is a hurdle. If one step is wrong, there will be no possibility of promotion for life. How can he not be careful
"This is... kind of weird."
He muttered, thinking that when someone nearby, he could still see the spirit sense of the other person clearly, which made him feel a little more relieved.
"Could it be that this city is too filthy, and its spiritual energy is loose, that affects my spiritual sense?"
He guessed, thought about it, and saw that no one was paying attention, he jumped out a dozen miles, and when he stopped, he was already standing outside the city.
At this moment...
He was stunned!
His eyes rounded, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.
Because he left the scope of Guo Cheng, he finally understood why his spiritual perception was blurred in the city, and finally understood why he kept feeling a bit of chill.
A huge circle, like a flame, enveloped the entire Guocheng, Qi Lingfeng knew, clearly knew, although he could not believe it, and did not want to admit it, but... that is the spiritual sense!
A genius only occupies the first floor, who is it... Lingjue can besiege the city? !
He didn't care about the other things, he just stepped in the air and rushed towards the center of the overwhelming spiritual sense.
In the end, he saw someone.
Someone he saw yesterday.
A person he thought was a dead person.
The reason why he thought it was a dead person was because that person didn't have the slightest sense of spirituality in him.
But now he knew he was wrong.
That person's spiritual sense is not without.
It was Qi Lingfeng before, who was in the other's spiritual sense, how could he see clearly
The charming and simple maid, holding a shriveled boy in her arms. This spiritual sense was released from the boy.
I remember listening to those people talking yesterday, as if the boy should be called'Lu Gongzi'!
If Lu Yu felt it, he turned his head and glanced at the sky, then smiled and said, "What's wrong with people now? I don't know how to guard against the shock of the world, so I just walk through the city like this, is it really okay?"
He ridiculed his words.
Qi Lingfeng really didn't dare to speak.
Immediately fell from the sky, stood on one side, bowed to Lu Yu respectfully, and then quickly walked into the Zhenlong Pavilion, not daring to look back. Cold sweat from beginning to end.
Lu Yu blinked, curled his lips and said, "I'm sick."
Xiao Ruan was then led into the True Dragon Pavilion, and only Guo Xiaohua was thoughtful.
Today, changing the feeling of yesterday's vegetable market, there are hundreds of seats on the first floor, and there are high towers between the first floor and the second floor. Everyone can see it, but it feels impossible to reach it.
There are partitions in the remaining semicircle on the second floor, which are obviously for wealthy people.
There are only three rooms on the third floor, facing the high tower, and forming horns with each other, seeming to be opposites.
The person with the highest status in these three rooms is the emperor coming soon!
Guo Xiaohua is very low-key, and others dare not talk about his life experience at will. Therefore, among the dignitaries in this mainland, he chose "random" and was placed on a seat on the first floor. He even had to look up when bidding. .
Lu Yu was very happy because of the excitement.
But Xiao Ruan was not very happy because the space was limited and the air was dirty.
So Guo Xiaohua was sweating and regretting.
Just as he was considering whether to find someone to change the position... The auction started directly.
"Today's first treasure... You should have seen it yesterday. You should have opened the door and used the peerless treasure to warm up the venue, but because the arrangement was extremely difficult, this move had to be given up. So today's first treasure is the wind chime sword. It was forged by a master who could not reveal his name for 13 years. It ranks first and starts at one mithril."
In this kind of venue, Mithril doesn't look like currency anymore. The only real worthy of these secret treasures is the spar.
Everyone was taken aback when they heard the starting price, and then smiled.
"Then I will issue two mithril."
A guest on the first floor also wanted to make fun.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt the staring gaze of everyone in the field, and cold sweat came out of fright.
Here, True Dragon Pavilion can make a small joke, but others can't!
The first-grade weapon is extremely rare in the world. How long does it take for a craftsman to become a master? After becoming a master, how many decades can there be? How many works in a lifetime? Most importantly, there are millions of craftsmen in the world, but how many of them can become masters
The most terrible thing is, no matter how good the weapon is, it is also a consumable, and eventually there will be various wear and tear.
It's not an exaggeration to say that there are still many holy rank masters in this world who still use the most common weapons. The good name is that kung fu can be used as a soldier at the deepest level. In fact, there is no one, and I want it. It's like... It's a truth to be cool when you go out without wearing pants.
Zhenlong Pavilion himself said that this is not a treasure, who believes it
At the very beginning, the whole venue went crazy, and the prices were reported one after another, and they were actually higher than one by one!
In just a quarter of an hour, it soared to ten thousand spars!
This caused Guo Xiaohua to take a breath.
How many 10,000 spars are there? Not much, but just a number. It's just that if you propose this figure to the Lord of the Great Jade Kingdom and ask him for it, then he will definitely kill. Because he really can't take it out.
A hundred spar can be regarded as a rich man, if you save some flowers, you will have no worries in the third world.
Ten thousand spars can allure the city.
And the price is still on the rise!
The vast majority of people have lost the opportunity, only the people on the second and third floors are still bidding.
At this moment, in a private room on the second floor, one person said loudly: "His Royal Highness is lacking a sword, thank you first!"
The words are messy, but easy to understand, and very measured.
"Humph!"
There was a cold snort from the next door, and then someone said: "The second prince is really precious. With the touch of the upper and lower lips, there are thousands of spars, which is really enviable!"
"what did you say?!"
An angry shout came out from the second prince's room.
When the two sides are about to fight because of words, the audience may be nervous or watching the excitement, anyway when they are quiet.
Lu Yu smiled and turned his head to look at Guo Xiaohua and said, "It's your brother."
"No!"
Guo Xiaohua almost died of anger, and then she wanted to cry without tears: "Can we stop mentioning this matter in the future?"
Lu Yu nodded, and said with certainty: "Impossible."