For some reason, Yan Yun felt that these people were very annoying when he saw them. When his eyes fell on their robes, he felt that they were not the same, and his eyebrows moved involuntarily.
"Do you know them?" Fairy Chunhe asked in surprise.
"No, I don't know him." Yan Yun said.
According to Chifeng, these disciples wearing dark green robes should come from the so-called Northern Desert. Yan Yun has never been outside the realm of Dayu in his life, so of course it is impossible to know these people.
He just felt that the appearance of these twenty people was too sudden and seemed out of place with the monks around him. In addition, he had been fighting with foreigners at the border for more than two years, so he was instinctively wary of non-Yu monks.
Especially since the Ghost King in the Netherworld Soul Flag inexplicably contacted him once, this shadow has never been lifted.
Yan Yun noticed that Fairy Chun He was still looking at him curiously, so he turned his head and smiled at her.
Fairy Chun He then turned away, but Yan Yun heard in Yan Yun's ears a question transmitted by her magic power: "Are you worried about these Northern Desert monks?"
Yan Yun was startled and said nothing, but blinked.
Fairy Chunhe said again: "Don't worry if a group of monks in the Qi Condensation Realm can cause big waves here."
As one of the few mid-level Lingtai realm monks present, Fairy Chunhe had the confidence to say this.
When the Beimo monks arrived, they lined up in three rows, two separate places, and did not mix with the Dayu monks.
"We are from the Meng Ling Sect in the Northern Desert. We traveled to Dayu with our master to increase our knowledge and meet all our seniors and colleagues!"
These Northern Desert monks did take etiquette into consideration before taking their seats, and together they cupped their fists and bowed to the group present.
Then, there was a burst of "Nice to meet you" in the huge auction house.
"Okay, this auction will be hosted by Junior Brother Sa. I hope all fellow Taoists will gain a lot!" After Chifeng finished speaking, he left the auction house and left the hosting position to Xukongzi.
Generally speaking, auctions are conducted by experienced auctioneers in Lianyun Village. Auctions held by the owner in person are rare. This also shows that some of the items in tonight's auction are very precious and exciting.
Immediately afterwards, an old man who looked like a clerk and a beautiful female disciple walked out of the doorway where Chifeng disappeared.
The female disciple held a mahogany tray covered with red silk in both hands and walked to the table.
The old clerk sat down on the other side of the desk and laid out the Four Treasures of the Study.
Xukongzi said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, I won't say any more gossip. Now let's go to the first auction item!"
The female disciple opened the red silk, and a beam of light suddenly shot down from the top of the Lihuo Formation. Immediately, an enlarged image hung in the huge mid-air.
This Four Dragon Lihuo Formation is so exquisite. If this formation is also made by Xu Kongzi, it shows the depth of his knowledge.
This is a sword made entirely of bronze, spanning nearly ten feet, like a giant sword flying in the air, and every detail is clearly displayed before everyone's eyes.
The handle is covered with golden runes, and the sword is long and narrow without an edge. The cloud patterns on the sword show its simplicity and grandeur. The textures and textures are very smooth, and there are no traces of splicing or processing. Obviously It is made by refining the whole body.
Yan Yun had a natural love for instruments, so he immediately leaned forward and watched intently.
At the same time, he complained in his heart that there were too many flowers in Lianyun Village. This good weapon did not appear in the auction album sent by Gong Biao, but it was listed in the talisman album he drew.
What he didn't know was that this was precisely one of Lianyun Village's marketing tactics. Good things were hidden, and those who missed them were heartbroken. If there was an auction in the future, they would not dare not come forward without bowing.
"This is a top-quality magic weapon. The name of the flying sword is Chou Chou. It seems to have no edge, but it is actually extremely sharp. It can be fired instantly and can invisibly kill the enemy hundreds of feet away." Xukongzi introduced, "Let me tell you a little bit about it. It’s for display, because this thing doesn’t know its owner, so it won’t be that easy to use, but it doesn’t affect the wonder of this thing!”
After Xukongzi finished speaking, he pointed at the Hidden Clumsy Sword, and the object immediately made a crisp sound. Although it was very slight, it was enough to prove that this sword was by no means comparable to an ordinary and top-quality magical weapon.
Therefore, most of the Qi Condensation Realm monks in the audience exclaimed "Oh", and some of the Lingtai Realm monks on the high platform also showed a look of consideration.
Xukongzi waved his hand, and the Zangzhuo sword flashed one after another and appeared three inches away from his fingertips.
He looked at the sword seemingly casually, and a green light flashed. The sword instantly appeared at the edge of the fire formation barrier, as if the distance of three feet was spanned out of thin air.
Then, Xukongzi's fingertips seemed to be holding a thread, and he danced a few times casually. The Zangzhuo sword was like a swimming fish, quickly circling in the air.
The sword circled faster and faster, as if there were seven or eight arrows flying through the air, and the clear sound turned into a scream.
"If this sword recognizes its owner, its speed can be increased by another third." After Xukongzi finished speaking, with a hook of his fingertips, the Zangzhuo Sword appeared obediently a few feet above the tray, and then slowly landed on the tray.
"Isn't this sword made by Brother Chifeng himself?" A Lingtai realm monk asked from the high platform.
"Exactly, this sword has the same origin as the Giant Spirit Sword wielded by senior brother Chifeng, but the sword is slightly smaller in shape. Senior brother has been reluctant to put it up for auction, so he reluctantly gave it up this time to build momentum for this year's spring auction." Xukongzi said with emotion. He smiled and said, "Okay, the starting price for this item is one hundred spiritual stones!"
"one hundred fifty!"
This shout was made by Yan Yun, and the number he shouted was the total of the most beautiful spiritual stones in his storage bag. He now knows that it is an intermediate spiritual stone, which is incomparable to ordinary spiritual stones. .
He raised the price so high all at once just to show his wealth and scare away potential competitors.
"I won't lend you spiritual stones. You'd better come up with so many." It was Fairy Chunhe who said with a chuckle.
"Why is sister so stingy?" Yan Yun also joked using magic sound transmission.
"You male cultivators, no matter how high or low you are, have a bad habit. You like to make large sums of money, but you are actually very poor. It is easy to lend this spiritual stone, but it will take a long time to get it back."
"At worst, I'll draw a few more talismans for my sister to repay..."
"Come on, drawing talismans is extremely labor-intensive and cannot be done every day. The success rate is usually 23 out of 10. The rarer the talismans, the lower the success rate, or even less than one in a hundred. Moreover, it takes one or two hours to draw. You need to rest for ten and a half days to avoid damaging your consciousness."
"How did sister know?"
"I also know that the average talisman maker in the Qi Condensation Realm usually only specializes in certain types of talismans. Plus how many spiritual stones can he earn with daily expenses?" Fairy Chunhe said sarcastically, "Yes, you can give it to me. A set of talismans was auctioned for six sets, but how much did it cost and how long did it take to save for the set? Isn’t it possible that we still have to pay old debts?”
"Sister is familiar with the art of making talismans?"
"I'm not familiar with it. I just heard my respected master talk about the way of talismans."
Yan Yun did not get Yu Zhenzi to teach him the art of talisman making. Although Ji Zhao and others aspired to become talisman makers, they had not even stepped into the threshold and knew nothing about the essentials and taboos of drawing talisman. On the contrary, Fairy Chunhe learned from Yu. What Mako heard about making talismans was the key point.
However, he felt that what Fairy Chunhe said, that he needed to rest for ten days and a half for every one or two hours, was not enough. He rested for less than two days, and now he is back to his original state.
"You really don't want to borrow it?"
"No borrowing."
"Then...if I don't want to take pictures, can I regret it?"
"You can give it a try. The best result is to let Senior Brother Yu Zhenzi take you back."
"What about the bad consequences?"
"The lightest thing is to break your legs, the worst thing is to destroy your cultivation!"
"This is too cruel!" Yan Yun smiled and began to focus on the hidden sword. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
At this time, Xu Kongzi at the bottom of the shooting place had already shouted for the second time.
"Zangzhuojian, someone has already obtained one hundred and fifty spirit stones. Is there anyone higher?"
"One hundred and six!" the shout came from the group of Northern Desert disciples.
"Two hundred!" Yan Yun raised the price by a whole lot.
As soon as he finished speaking, all the Qi Condensation Realm monks raised their heads and looked up, shocked by Yan Yun's fierce offer.
Ji Zhao, Yuantai, and Qingchan looked at each other, wondering how Yan Yun could come up with so many spiritual stones. Could it be that Fairy Chunhe ordered him to bid?
In the balcony on the high platform, Fairy Chunhe flashed her pretty eyes and looked at Yan Yun with squinting eyebrows, her eyes full of doubts.
"I'm warning you, even if you are beaten to death, I will not lend you the spirit stone."
"Didn't my sister ask me to quote?"
Yan Yun responded with a smile but not a smile. He looked like a playboy rather than a monk.
Fairy Chunhe smiled instead of being angry and said: "I would like to see how you end up."
Unexpectedly, the white fox opposite him finally spoke up after being silent for such a long time. When he saw her, he smiled charmingly and said, "Sister Chun He, this man is indeed good-looking, but he doesn't have to pay such a high price, right?"
Fairy Chunhe looked solemn and said, "What does it have to do with me?"
"Why should my sister deny it in front of everyone?"
"Whatever you say."
"Hey, are you angry with shame?"
Fairy Chunhe was so angry that she puffed up her chest and was about to respond, but when the words came to her mouth, she felt that it was unnecessary and simply didn't bother to speak.
Yan Yun looked at Fairy Chunhe's appearance of being unable to defend herself after being splashed with dirty water, and found it very interesting. This was a being of the same level as Yu Zhenzi. Although she was not stained by the fireworks of the world, she was not unattainable. This greatly reduced his sense of awe towards the Lingtai Realm monks.
Suddenly, Fairy Chunhe's voice came to Yan Yun's ears again: "Listen, I can borrow the spirit stones. After your six sets of talismans are auctioned, you must return the spirit stones to me immediately."
When Yan Yun was messing around in the royal city, he was a stubborn man. Later, when fighting at the border, he became silent. Now that the beautiful lady is by his side and the house is full of friends, it has ignited some of his past distractions. He seemed to be embarrassed and said: "I promised to return it." Borrowing the spirit stone from senior brother..."
"You are so brave, how dare you blackmail me?"
"How dare you? If you borrow the spirit stone, I will pay it back."
"Well, as long as you owe me the spiritual stones, you can follow me back to Biyun Peak to draw the talisman. When you pay off the debt, you can return to Xiao Zhongnan."
Fairy Chunhe didn't know why she repeatedly gave in to Yan Yun. In fact, she even brought this trouble on her own initiative.
She saw that Yan Yun did it on purpose, but she just couldn't get angry.
Xukongzi was a good person. When he saw that Yan Yun's quotation had risen rapidly again, he was not in a hurry to make a decision. Instead, he repeatedly shouted to the audience several times to ask if anyone had a higher price.
"Two hundred and two!" This time, it was still a strange monk from the Northern Desert disciple camp who was making the offer.
Yan Yun tilted his head, and just as he was about to see who this person was who was always lowering the price with him, he suddenly felt paralyzed all over. He couldn't even move, let alone speak.
