After Wang Chuxiao entered the venue, he chose to sit down in a remote corner.
Listening to all the excitement and expectations pouring into his ears, he lowered his gray eyes and was unusually silent.
Not long after, Xiang Shu came to Wang Chuxiao with "Wen Yi" on his back and got straight to the point:
"Sir, the city lord invites you to enter Tianzi Room No. 2."
Xitian City is the territory of the Wuji Immortal Sect, and Room No. 1 in Tianzi can only belong to the host Wuji Immortal Sect. The Piaoxue Palace has always been uncontested and willing to be the last of the three major sects.
Room No. 2 of Tianzi here can only be occupied by the Wanmai Sword Sect.
With just one sentence, Wang Chuxiao knew that he had been exposed.
He was silent for a moment, then smiled, "I didn't expect that people would recognize me when I look like this."
As he spoke, the aura around him leaked slightly, but it was quickly covered up again by him.
"Tell your master that I'm here only for private matters. It's not convenient for me to act in the name of the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect, so I won't go upstairs."
"I obey, little man."
Xiang Shu responded respectfully, turned around and left without saying a word.
On the way back, she frowned.
Wang Chuxiao's aura leaked out just now. Although it was quickly covered up, she could clearly detect that the aura was very erratic, rising and falling.
This is a sign that the sword's heart is unstable.
The most important thing for monks is the heart of the Tao, while for sword cultivators it is the heart of the sword.
For a master like Wang Chuxiao, who has gone through many vicissitudes of life, the sword's heart should be extremely stable. How could it be like this?
Was it what happened to Wanjianmai back then that hit him so hard? Or is there another reason?
Unable to think, Xiang Shu had no choice but to temporarily suppress his thoughts and return to Room No. 4 in Tianzi to inform Wen Zi of the true result.
Wang Chuxiao's rejection was unexpected by Wen Zi.
He waved his hand and told "Wen Yi" to go down and continue chatting with Hei Jue to pass the time.
Not long after, the monks in the venue downstairs were full, and there was less than half an hour left before the auction officially started.
A group of female cultivators in white clothes from Piaoxue Hall finally stepped into the stone building gate under the leadership of Luo Qingyun.
The originally noisy venue suddenly fell silent.
Luo Qingyun's eyes were indifferent and she glanced roughly at the venue. She quickly looked away and turned to go upstairs, followed closely by the girls behind her.
After they disappeared at the top of the stairs, more heated discussions broke out in the quiet venue.
"Those are the disciples of Piaoxue Palace? They are all so charming and as cold as immortals."
"Piaoxue Palace rarely goes out, so coming here to join in the fun and see the fairy's true appearance is a worthwhile trip."
"I wonder if Piaoxue Palace can prohibit its disciples from seeking Taoist companions?"
"Hahaha... That's the fairy from Piaoxue Palace. It's something you can imagine. Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself!"
"Hmph, you dare to arrange the Fairy Piaoxue Palace in front of everyone, I think you are all impatient!"
"..."
The hustle and bustle downstairs was blocked out by the soundproof formation at the entrance of the stairs, and Luo Qingyun and others did not hear a word.
As soon as they went upstairs, they saw Wen Zizhen walking towards them with a staff member. He cupped his fists and said with a smile:
"I'm busy setting up the venue for the meeting, so I'm a bit disappointed in my welcome. Please forgive me, fairies."
Luo Qingyun glanced at the closed door of Tianzi No. 4 room, smiled politely, and said:
"City Master Wen is serious. I will stay in your mansion for a few months. The City Master has many things going on every day, and we can all see it."
Wenzi really heard something behind Luo Qingyun's words, but on the surface he pretended not to understand and laughed: "Fairy Luo, just don't blame her. The auction will start soon. Please move to the private room."
Luo Qingyun nodded lightly, "Thank you."
Wen Zizhen personally sent everyone in Piaoxue Hall to Room No. 3 of Tianzi. When he came back, he saw Hei Jue waiting for him in front of the door.
Seeing Wen Zizhen come back, Hei Jue cupped his hands and said, "City Lord Wen, the construction of the stone building has begun. It's time for me to go back and report to the master, so I won't stay any longer."
Wenzi really knew that the other party didn't want to meet people from the Wuji Immortal Sect,
Without criticizing him, he nodded directly and said:
"I still have to wait for the disciples of the Shang Sect to arrive. It's not easy to send them off far. Fellow Taoist gangsters, please go slowly."
Hei Jue clasped his fists again, turned around and left.
At the same time, in room No. 3 of Tianzi.
As soon as Luo Qingyun and others took their seats, Tang Yin, the youngest, couldn't help but hum:
"The despicable villain actually took the only daughter of the Yuan family with him and wouldn't even let us see her. I think he has something evil in his heart!"
"It doesn't matter."
Luo Qingyun looked calm and not annoyed at all, "He can deal with us because he has the support of the Wuji Immortal Sect behind him and we can't control him."
Just as he was talking, another group of people walked in from the door of the venue downstairs.
When Luo Qingyun saw it, a smile immediately appeared on her face.
The eyes of many female cultivators from Dongzhou in the room also lit up.
Tang Yin was even more surprised and said: "I saw Senior Brother Jiang!"
There is no doubt about the identity of this group of people. They are the disciples of the host here, the Wuji Immortal Sect.
Jiang Yi, Wei Lesheng and other old friends from Dongzhou are among them.
Luo Qingyun simply stood up, "Let's go, I want to see if Wenzi can be just as perfunctory when facing the disciples of the main sect of the Shangfeng."
The disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect entered the venue, and the silence in the venue returned. Even if the disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect went upstairs, no one dared to arrange it.
This is the home ground of Wuji Immortal Sect.
Just in the auction venue at this moment, there are countless informants mixed in. Who dares to talk nonsense?
Wen Zizhen also waited at the entrance of the stairs. When he saw everyone from the Wuji Immortal Sect going upstairs, he immediately stepped forward with a more flattering smile on his face than before:
"The villain Wen Zizhen has seen the biography of Lu Zhen!"
Lu Mufeng, who was taking the lead, looked slightly surprised, "Do you recognize me?"
Wenzi Zhen laughed, "I had the honor to go to the sect competition eighty years ago. The style of Lu Zhenzhuan was deeply imprinted in my heart, and I dare not forget it."
Lu Mufeng chuckled softly upon hearing this, "I remember the sect competition eighty years ago... I just went up and fooled around. It's really hard for you, but you can still see the charm."
As soon as these words came out, Wenzi's face changed slightly.
He had never had any grudges with the disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect. Why did Lu Mufeng stab him with a gun and a stick when they met, and took the wrong medicine?
He was secretly annoyed in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. He smiled and was about to ask himself to lead the way and go with him to build a relationship.
But before he could make a move, Lu Mufeng's eyes suddenly lit up, he passed Wen Zizhen directly and strode towards Luo Qingyun and others.
Being ignored completely, Wenzi's face immediately turned gloomy for a moment, but he managed to maintain his smile and followed him like a dog.
All this was seen by Jiang Yi, who was among the disciples.
He glanced at Room No. 4 of Tianzi thoughtfully, and then motioned to everyone in the Wuji Immortal Sect with his eyes.
Everyone immediately followed him and leaned towards Lu Mufeng.
If Wen Zizhen really looked back at this moment, he would definitely be able to see that the Wuji Immortal Sect group was not led by Lu Mufeng at all, but by Jiang Yi.
Unfortunately, he didn't look back.
Lu Mufeng had already walked up to Luo Qingyun and others, and bowed politely. His words were humble, and he was not at all arrogant as before.
"I, the true disciple of the Wuji Immortal Sect, Lu Mufeng, would like to pay my respects to all the fairies of Piaoxue Palace."
Luo Qingyun withdrew her gaze from Jiang Yi behind her and smiled sweetly at Lu Mufeng:
"I have long heard that Lu Zhenzhuan is not only a highly skilled man, but also a gentle and kind-hearted gentleman. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation."
Lu Mufeng's face turned red when he was praised, and he quickly said a few words of modesty.
But at this moment, Jiang Yi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"The only daughter of the Yuan family should be in room No. 4 of Tianzi. You can test her a little bit."
Suddenly hearing the voice transmission, Lu Mufeng didn't react at all on the surface, but secretly he immediately asked through the voice transmission:
"How to test?"
"Just use the method you are best at.
"Jiang Yi's voice came with a hint of teasing smile.
Lu Mufeng immediately understood the meaning of the words, his eyelids twitched, and he shouted through the voice:
"In front of Fairy Piaoxue Palace? Jiang Yi, you are deliberately ruining my reputation!"
"Then the bet is void?"
"Need not."
Lu Mufeng snorted and said, "I'm not one to keep my word. Just be embarrassed. I'll explain it to the fairies later."
He replied secretly, as if he had glanced at Room No. 4 in Tianzi inadvertently, and then let out a light sigh: "Wen Zizhen, is there anyone else in your private room?"
As soon as these words came out, Wen Zizhen's face changed slightly with a smile on his face. There was a formation blocking the private room, but Lu Mufeng could see through it at a glance?
He didn't have time to think about it and explained quickly: "They are just two servants. They are ugly. I was afraid of staining your eyes, so I didn't let them come out."
"ugly?"
Lu Mufeng raised his eyebrows, "Then I want to see how ugly those two can be!"
After saying this, he stepped forward and kicked open the door of the private room without saying a word.
But hearing a loud "bang", Yuan Jing, who was sitting in the house, was startled. She stood up in a hurry and looked outside the door.
After seeing the two groups of people outside the door, all of whom had high auras, and one of them was still wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Wuji Immortal Sect, she, who had never seen any big scene, suddenly became uncontrollably panicked.
At this time, a warm hand gently held her arm.
"I have everything."
Hearing this voice transmission, Yuan Jing knew that "Sister Li" had the same cultivation level as her, but she still felt a sense of peace in her heart and her body no longer trembled.
Lu Mufeng saw the two people in the room clearly, looked back at Wen Zizhen, half-smiling but not smiling: "Is this the ugly servant you called?
Not to mention wearing a curtain hat, there are attendants around me. This is the first time I have seen such servants, which makes me seem ignorant. "
Wen Zizhen didn't expect that Lu Mufeng would suddenly become angry, and his face looked extremely ugly at this moment.
While he secretly sent a message to Yuan Jing to warn Yuan Jing not to expose the secret, he carefully approached Lu Mufeng and said, "It's a long story. This girl's name is Yuan Jing. She voluntarily stayed with me. She entered the house not long ago. I'll take her out to see the world."
Lu Mufeng suddenly realized, "It turns out she is a concubine favored by City Lord Wen. But you only hide your beauty in the golden house. Why do you have to carry a magic weapon to hide your appearance in the house?"
Is it really stunningly beautiful? The city lord cannot bear to share it with outsiders? "
Wen Zizhen's face turned stiff: "This girl is so ugly that it's really hard for you to catch her eye."
"You don't have the final say whether it catches your eyes or not?"
Lu Mufeng snorted lightly, and regardless of Wen Zizhen's obstruction, he directly ordered Yuan Jing, "You, take off your hat and let me see the truth."
Yuan Jing hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out her hand to touch the curtain hat slowly.
At this moment, Jiang Yi's eyes were focused and his heartbeat was beating like a drum.
Xiang Shu, is that you?
