Please calm down your anger

Chapter 73

After taking the token, Manager Liu introduced with a smile:
"This object was excavated from the ancient tomb of Canglan Mountain. I, the Xiao family, can't tell the origin of it. Let's see who is interested in it. If you can get it, it is also a rare treasure. The base price is 1000 black copper ingots , add another [-] taels of Wenyin!"

As soon as this remark came out, people in the audience whispered.

Not curious, but chatting with each other, the content is mostly about future cooperation, obviously not half interested in the tokens on the stage.

But Wang Xuan focused on observing carefully.

Same as last time, the token is simple and old, and the strange rune has no trace of spiritual energy.

Mo Huaixian next to him was also staring at the stage, his eyes shimmering slightly.

Wang Xuan glanced at it and didn't bother.

Mo Huaixian, like other uncles, went to Shanhai Academy, but he couldn't bear the hardship of sword training, he was a joker and it was difficult to become an official in the court, and he preferred all kinds of miscellaneous skills.

When the glimmer in Mo Huaixian's eyes dissipated, Wang Xuan asked in a low voice: "Brother Mo, can you recognize this thing?"

Mo Huaixian shook his head and frowned and said, "I used the academy's "Looking at Objects and Obtaining Images" to find out, this technique is best at capturing the charm, all things can be viewed as images, but this thing has no spirituality, it should be covered by some kind of secret technique, Maybe...you can get a glimpse of it only by collecting the complete set.”

"Add fifty black copper ingots." An old voice sounded.

Wang Xuan turned his head and saw that he was a hale and hale old man with a white beard. Although he was dressed in brocade embroidered jackets and fox clothes in mink fur, he gave off a slightly sour and desolate air.

"It's Zhou Yiqing, a loose cultivator at the Tomb Dian Pavilion in Xicheng."

Mo Huaixian shook his head and said in a low voice: "This man is a failed scholar. He also studied art in an academy. He loves calligraphy, painting and antiquities. He is old-fashioned and upright. He is definitely not a blood-clothes thief."

Wang Xuan knew what he meant.

Today, the aristocratic families gather together, and there are so many masters. If the blood-robed thief wants to get something, the only way is to borrow someone else's hand to buy it.

Wang Xuan was thoughtful, "You mean, this Boss Zhou has been coerced, and the brothers from the Chen family are the ones who came to monitor him?"

Mo Huaixian nodded, and then sighed, "This is why my Mo family hides. Under the tide, if you want to fight, you will be crushed to death by the family's magic lineage. If you don't fight, you can't escape the fate of the chess pieces. It's a dilemma, but I want to protect myself." That's all..."

Wang Xuan's face was calm and he didn't speak.

For the future, his goals have always been clear.

Strong, always getting stronger.

Not only yourself, but also build an invincible army.

Strong enough that no one dares to mess with it, strong enough to protect everything, and aspire to the illusory way of longevity...

……

After Zhou Yiqing, a loose cultivator, bid, no one competed for it.

The old man's expression was neither sad nor happy, Zhao Guanshi on the stage had no abnormal expression on his face, and the guests in the audience didn't know what was going on, they exchanged in low voices and waited for the auction to end.

Outside the window, the sun is gradually setting.

Kangyuan City seemed to come alive, the streets and alleys were full of crowds, and various lanterns lit up the whole city. Artists in the rivers and lakes breathed fire and played illusions and animals, causing bursts of applause from time to time, and fireworks bloomed in the night sky, making it very lively.

The auction also ended smoothly without a trace of abnormality.

Zhao Guanshi clasped his hands on the stage and said with a smile: "Everyone, the auction is officially over. The Xiao family has prepared a banquet and entertainment, and they have invited Chen Xianyu from Tsing Yi Pavilion to perform, and celebrate the Shangyuan Festival together. You must appreciate it." what."

"That's natural."

"The Xiao family is really proud, how can I miss the occasion of everyone in Chen Xianyu."

"..."

Everyone in the audience smiled and nodded in response.

Wang Xuan took the map of the unknown army formation and planned to leave directly, but Mo Huaixian hesitated for a moment, pulled him back and said in a low voice: "Brother Wang, how about...Let's leave after the play?"

As he spoke, he blinked his eyes, "I heard that Chen Xianyu is a contemporary walker in Tsing Yi Pavilion. When he first entered the stage, the crowd was empty, and even the two princes ran away. Aren't you curious about what kind of beauty it is?"

Wang Xuan had no expression on his face: "There will be an accident in a while."

Mo Huaixian smiled and said: "It has nothing to do with us, it's about watching a play."

Wang Xuan was speechless, "I didn't realize that you like to join in the fun."

Mo Huaixian shook his head, "Wrong, I love looking at beauties."

Saying that, he pulled Wang Xuan and walked out, "Brother Wang, life is short, not to mention the current situation is turbulent, beauties and beautiful scenery never leave the sky, this kind of thing will never be seen when we return to Yong'an..."

Wang Xuan had no choice but to follow the crowd up to the fifth floor.

A few days ago, after he advanced the Dragon Spear, he didn't continue to deduce it, just to see if he could get good things at the auction, but it seemed that he could only endure it for the time being.

The scale of the banquet was very large, and the tables were arranged on both sides. There were at least a hundred people, all of whom were representatives of the dharma lines of various families. The maids shuttled back and forth to serve the dishes, and the huge candles lit up like daylight.

There is a large open space in the center, and the wooden boards are covered with luxurious carpets. It looks like it will be used for performances for a while, but if you turn your head slightly, you can see the bright fireworks in the night sky outside the Crane Dance Tower.

Sure enough, it was a thousand-year-old wealthy family, and such a small banquet was so extravagant. In comparison, Yong'an is like an earthen city in a valley.

Suddenly, the servant outside the door said loudly:

"Senior Xuan Chenzi from Taiyin Sect is here!"

"Master Ji Li is here!"

The noisy hall suddenly fell silent.

I saw three people walking in from the door.

An old man in a Taoist robe with a white beard, tall and tall, but as thin as a bamboo pole, his face was blue, his eyes had no whites, but were pitch black, as cold as ice.

Next to the old man is a young man in white robes facing the wind in a jade tree, his handsome facial features are faintly jade-colored, he is wearing a fox fur, and there is a faint gleam of light as he walks, and an old man with his head bowed is following behind him.

Wang Xuan's pupils shrank, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

The white-robed young man had a calm expression on his face, and when he came in, he saluted repeatedly, saying that he was sorry for being late, and everyone quickly stood up and cupped their hands in response.

Although his words were full of modesty and his aura was extremely restrained, there was a vague sword aura lingering, and Wang Xuan felt a tingle between his brows when he glanced at it.

What made him more vigilant were the two old men.

Obviously, the man was standing there, but it was empty, and he couldn't feel anything. Since he condensed Fushi Shalun, this situation has never happened to him.

Two old monsters who refine energy and transform gods!
Needless to say, that zombie-faced old man must be an elder of the Taiyin Sect.

And another old monster was willing to follow behind the white-robed young man like a servant.

For the first time, Wang Xuan felt the background of the aristocratic family...

Xuan Chenzi from Taiyin Sect had no expression on his face, he didn't even look at the crowd, he arrived at the first seat in the hall in a blink of an eye, bowed his head and poured himself a drink.

The white-robed young masters clasped their fists one by one, showing modesty and courtesy.

Mo Huaixian whispered from the side: "Brother Wang, the real power of the Xiao family is hidden in the mountain city of the Xiao family, but they will send elite children to take charge of various things."

"This is Xiao Jili, the second roommate of the Xiao family, it seems that tonight is his handwriting..."

Wang Xuan looked at all this expressionlessly.

He originally thought that Mo Huaixian said that he wanted to save his life because he was being modest, but now it seemed that he was just helpless. With just one Xiao family, the slightest display of strength was shocking.

What about the royal family, what about other aristocratic families?
You know, Bingzhou ranks almost at the bottom of Dayan, and most of the Dharma lineage disciples he has seen these days are only on the outskirts of the branch hall...

The reorganization of the government army has affected so many huge forces, what kind of storm will it cause in the future?
Looking at the scene of toasting and drinking in front of him, Wang Xuan fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, the candles in the hall were all extinguished.

Immediately, a huge bright moon rose slowly, shrouded in moonlight, and white mist drifted slowly like water on the carpet in the center of the hall, like a dream.

Wang Xuan's eyes were fixed, "Illusion!"

He thought the bloody robbers were coming, but he was relieved to see that everyone around him was not panicked, but looked forward to it. It turned out that the Tsing Yi Pavilion performance had begun.

Mo Huaixian next to him said excitedly: "It turns out that tonight is "Sorrow Under the Moon". This song is about Wei Emperor Li Yuan's battle abroad, and his wife, Mrs. Baihua, expresses her thoughts during the Yuan Festival. It is also suitable for the occasion..."

In the eyes of everyone, a slim and blurred figure appeared in the night sky outside the door, with neon clothes fluttering, as if coming from the moon palace...

(End of this chapter)