Looking at everyone's expressions, Zhu Wan, who knew what Han Feixie was thinking, just wanted to say: You think too much.
But at this time, everyone can't help but think too much. After all, the former disciples of Baimeng Mountain were all selected from Baimeng Academy, and they were famous for self-produced and self-sold. There are many rules for entering Baimeng Academy, one of which is "innocent" family background. This kind of innocence does not mean that the three generations of the ancestors cannot commit crimes, but that they cannot have anything to do with other big aristocratic sects. Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie are absolutely unqualified in the first place. It is difficult to register disciples. And how many people who can sit here meet the standard of "innocent" family background? But now a bright road leading to Baimeng Mountain is presented in front of you. One can imagine how surprised they would be when they heard that Han Feixie was going to auction off the number of disciples.
Jin Yuanwang said: "But there is a small restriction, that is... the apprentice cannot be older than the master."
The whole audience looked over in unison. Although they didn't speak, their eyes clearly asked: Brother, Gui Geng
Han Feixie crossed his legs and said leisurely, "No more than fifteen."
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Fuck! He is so tall and only fifteen years old, how many of you here are in their 30s and 40s who are underdeveloped!
The audience was shocked by his shameless answer.
Han Feixie smiled and said, "It's easy for a fifteen-year-old Miao Zi to straighten things up."
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This reason is acceptable.
The upper and lower floors were silent for a while, and then there were whispers again. Paying homage to the master is not like buying something. It is a heartache to buy something if it is not pleasing to the eye. Paying homage to the master is a lifetime. Especially for a master like Master Baimengshan, returning the goods is deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors. After all, there are not many people with rich masters like Zhan Zhan. But such an opportunity is too rare. Yihan Feixie is the only one who has climbed to the top of the sword master at this age, even better than Bai Mengzhu back then. Who said he won't be the next sword god.
Jin Yuantiao said: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, let Master Han Shan personally announce the reserve price."
Zhan Zhan frowned. The reserve price is not easy to open. If it is set low, it will look cheap. If it is set high, it will be even more embarrassing if no one comes.
Han Feixie smiled slightly and said, "One or two."
The others were stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what he meant - he came to find apprentices, not to make money.
This attitude has won the favor of many onlookers. They began to bid while figuring out which of their sons was eligible.
Zhu Wan couldn't help laughing when he heard the prices going up by tens of thousands. The master of the mountain has a good plan. Who can participate in the Amethyst Conference is not a giant, a wealthy family, and one or two are just to make everyone feel comfortable. For the sake of good care for his children in Baimeng Mountain in the future, he will definitely spend a lot of money. Sprinkle money upwards and compete so much, are you afraid that the price will not be high in the end
Sure enough, in just a few minutes, one tael has multiplied by hundreds of thousands of times, reaching 600,000 taels, and it is still rising.
"Two million." Lin Yaoguang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly called out the price, which stunned the people sitting near her, among them Zhong Sunzhao's expression was the most subtle. He looked at her with complicated eyes, raised his hand by his side, as if he wanted to shake her hand, then turned back halfway, sighed softly, and said softly: "You just ask the price. , if the money is not enough, I have some here.”
Lin Yaoguang's eyelashes trembled, and he continued: "Five million taels."
All the local giants of the Ziqi Empire died down. The Lin family itself is a family of officials and eunuchs that has lasted for several generations, with a profound heritage, and with Zhong Sunzhao's backing behind it, it is equal to the union of two big families, and it is impossible to gain advantage in a fight with such a force.
Several tycoons from out of town raised the price several times, and flinched when they found that the other party still didn't change face without hesitation.
In the end, the title of Great Disciple of Baimeng Mountain Master fell on Lin Yaoguang at a price of 9.5 million taels.
Lin Yaoguang got up gracefully, walked in front of Han Feixie, and bowed gracefully, "Disciple Lin Yaoguang pays homage to the head master."
Han Feixie smiled softly and said, "Excuse me."
Zhan Zhan was sandwiched between the two of them, looking at this and then that, he was both dazzled and delighted. When he thinks that there will be two super beauties on the road for him to watch every day, he feels that life is full of love and hope, and even the state of the soul is not so difficult.
"Heh." Han Feixie snorted softly in his ear.
Zhan Zhan regained consciousness, Lin Yaoguang had already gone back, and Jin Yuantiao was talking about the next auction item.
"You are very happy." Han Feixie asked.
Zhan Zhan opened his eyes wide and said, "9.5 million..."
Han Feixie was noncommittal.
Zhan Zhan stood up with a dry smile, and subconsciously touched the railing with both hands, "I don't know what this auction is... ah!" He forgot that if you want to rely on something, you must touch it with the clothes first, and touch it with your hands first. , will wear.
Han Feixie watched Zhan Zhan fall from the second floor and stood up abruptly.
Everyone who was bidding was shocked.
Jin Yuanwang stared at Han Feixie, and said slowly, "One hundred and fifty thousand taels... once... once..."
Han Feixie walked to the edge of the railing, looking down inadvertently.
The person who has just made an offer can't wait to cut off his tongue.
"One hundred and fifty thousand taels twice... Twice... Twice..." Jin Yuanwang said slowly while waiting for Han Feixie to make an offer. As the big winner who just received a net 9.5 million taels, wouldn't he be unable to even get out 160,000 taels
"One hundred and fifty thousand two or three times?" Jin Yuan looked at Han Feixie's intention of not bidding, and looked at the buyer sympathetically. Is this going to wait for the buyer to pay tribute
Jin Yuantiao packed the rare thousand-year-old purple ginseng and sent it there.
The buyer holding the purple ginseng looked at Han Feixie tremblingly.
Han Feixie's expression was very bad.
Because the supply of seats for the Amethyst Conference is in short supply, the seats on the first floor are closely packed. After Zhan Zhan fell, he had to weave through the crowd. Han Feixie watched those people's arms and legs passing from Zhan Zhan's body, and his face became very gloomy.
In the eyes of others, it looks like something you can't ask for.
The buyer holding the purple ginseng felt a lot of pressure, and secretly warned himself that after the auction, he must offer the ginseng with both hands.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Jin Yuan quickly took out the next auction item, a palm-sized copper bell with intricate patterns engraved on it, which was very similar to the patterns of the Ziqi Empire. Its effect. According to legend, as long as you ring the bell and call for the return of wandering souls, the nearby souls will be killed..." Jin Yuan looked back inexplicably at Han Feixie's eyes that were as sharp as swords. If it weren't for the fact that there are so many people nearby, he almost wanted to run away under such gaze...
Han Feixie, who was trying to be calm on the surface, was actually going crazy!
After finally watching Zhan Zhan run upstairs through many barriers, just about to sit down, Zhan Zhan was sucked into the bell in the blink of an eye! If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people around and he didn't want to expose Zhan Zhan's existence, he would have rushed to the stage to crush the damn bell and the damn people together - after getting Zhan Zhan out.
"The base price of the Soul Calling Bell is two thousand taels..." Because no one knows whether the bell will work well, the starting price is not too high.
Han Feixie felt gazes coming from all directions, and slowly sat back. He knew that he couldn't be too eager at this time, the more eager he was, the more suspicious he would be. If Qi Angxuan and Han Feiyu were interested, things would become difficult.
"Three thousand taels." Han Feiyu looked at Han Feixie, and tentatively offered a price. After all, they are brothers who have been together for more than ten years, and he can tell at a glance which auction item Han Feixie cares about.
Han Feixie tightened his grip on the handrail.
Zhu Wan suddenly said: "This thing is very beautiful, the girl's family should like it. Why don't you buy it and give it to Senior Sister Kong?"
God-like teammates are needed at critical moments.
Han Feixie smiled slightly and said, "Okay. Then four thousand taels."
Han Feiyu was so teased that his face turned red, and under the pressure of his sissy, he gritted his teeth and said, "Five thousand taels." The more the other party said that, the more it meant that he was determined to win the summoning bell.
Han Feixie's eyes darkened slightly.
"I like it too." Lin Yaoguang, who has been silent since entering Baimeng Mountain, said coldly, "Six thousand taels."
After all, Han Feiyu had a thin face, and he couldn't bear to meet a real girl who liked bells, so he closed his mouth embarrassingly. Others saw the tricky relationship between Lin Yaoguang and Bai Mengshan, and they all acted as spectators with interest.
The summoning bell was successfully photographed by Lin Yaoguang.
Han Feixie said: "This bell looks exquisite from a distance."
Lin Yaoguang turned his head sideways, with a naive expression on his face, "I don't know how to see it up close?"
Jin Yuan looked at Lin Yaoguang in a daze, only to recover after being glared at by Zhong Sunzhao beside her, and hurriedly said: "The Calling Soul Bell is already Ms. Lin's property, so I can see it whenever I want." He asked someone to turn the Calling Soul Bell sent upstairs.
Lin Yaoguang glanced at it casually, then handed it to Han Feixie.
Han Feixie knew this early on, so he nodded slightly at her, and took it, pretending to look at the pattern on the bell, while poking into the bell with the fire and yang energy to see what was so strange about it.
After the air of fire and sun flowed into the soul-calling bell, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without a sound. He even added it several times, but he was afraid of accidentally breaking the bell and damaging the soul inside, so he had no choice but to stop, but his heart was extremely anxious , just waited for the auction to end, and asked Jin Yuanwang to find out who sent the summoning bell to the auction.
Zhu Wan came over and said, "Young master?"
At this time, Han Feixie didn't bother to hide anything, and nodded calmly. In fact, Zhu Wan's intelligence has already seen the clues.
Zhu Wan raised her eyebrows.
Han Feixie knew that if he didn't find a good excuse at this time, he would insert a seed of distrust between Zhu Wan and him. He whispered: "At first, I wanted a world for two..."
Zhu Wan remembered Han Feixie's sweet smile from time to time on the road, and accepted the answer with some helplessness. No matter how outrageous Han Feixie's achievements are, he is still a young man with a fledgling love after all.
He asked the ins and outs clearly, but he couldn't sit still. No one knows what the calling bell is, if it can smelt souls, then the soul of Zhan Zhan...
Seeing Han Feixie's deteriorating expression, Zhu Wan simply bought the remaining few things at a high price. Others often just say "ten thousand taels", and he directly "one hundred thousand taels" is the final word. The conference progressed very quickly. Jin Yuan looked at the time and was thinking about whether to bring up the items for the afternoon auction, when Han Feixie stood up and gestured to himself.