Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

ding ding ding-

The auctioneer's voice was accompanied by three crisp and soul-stirring ringtones that filled the restaurant. The scene fell silent instantly, and everyone was immersed in the baptism of the ringtones.

"good afternoon everyone."

Standing next to the display stand was a young woman with a graceful figure. She was wearing a red dress, with a decent and elegant smile on her lips, and her voice was gentle and just right.

"I am the auctioneer for this auction, Lan Shao..." After the beautiful and polite scene, Lan Shao officially entered today's theme, "Now, please enjoy the first lot of today - the Seven Star Purple Frost Sword."

After the words were finished, a snow-green dagger slowly rose from the hollow interior of the display stand, and finally fixed on the stage.

There was an uproar.

Jiang Yanlu's gaze also fell on the dagger.

There are seven hidden five-pointed stars engraved on the top of the sword body, which happen to look like the Big Dipper when connected.

It is said that when the power of this precious sword is exerted to the extreme, it can attract thunder and lightning through the seven stars of the sword pattern.

Therefore, it is called the Seven Star Purple Frost Sword.

Cheng Xinglan took a sip of spiritual tea, and couldn't help feeling: "As expected of the auction in the city that never sleeps, you can get this kind of sword."

After Lan Shao introduced the Seven Star Purple Frost Sword in detail, he said with a smile on his face, "The starting price is 40 spirit stones, and each bidding price must not be lower than [-] spirit stones."

Many sword cultivators present followed the price quickly, and the bidding light balls flickered one after another.

"41 million spirit stones..."

"45 million spirit stones..."

"51 million spirit stones..."

In a private room on the second floor, Ke Tang looked at the Seven Star Purple Frost Sword on the display stand, and suddenly said, "Brother, do you think that sword matches me well?"

Ji Wen: "???"

Ji Wen instantly understood what Ke Tang was planning, and he said mercilessly:

"I advise you to give up this heart. Even if you have a sword, you will not be able to enter the gate of the Taixuan Sword Sect, let alone become Jiang Yanlu's junior."

"Why?!" Ke Tang dissatisfied, "Why can't I?"

Ji Wen saw that his junior did not have a clear understanding of himself, so he patiently analyzed with him:
"One, your father's tears will drown you first."

"Secondly, with your small body, it would be difficult to escape, let alone practice swords."

"The third is the most important point. Although your appearance is one of the best in our Wuxiangzong. But think about Jiang Yanlu's face, Xie Qi's face, and Cheng Xinglan's face. Even if you are lucky enough to enter the Taixuan Sword Sect, you may not be able to enter Jiang Yanlu's sect."

Family affection, physique, appearance.

The three mountains of Ji Wenism crushed Ke Tang's weak and helpless back.

He lay down on the table with a slumped face, tears streaming down the teacup.

He should continue to be a non-staff disciple of Taixuan Sword Sect.

Ji Wen touched his head, and said earnestly:
"Wuxiangzong will take in every heartbroken talisman, especially you."

……

In the end, the Seven Star Purple Frost Sword was successfully auctioned by an old man in the realm of the gods in the private room on the second floor at a price of 200 spirit stones.

The old man was hale and hearty, wearing a dark brown robe of expensive fabrics, his silver-white hair neatly tied behind his head, and his taut white scalp could be vaguely seen.

Beside him, sat a little girl about five or six years old who was carved with jade.

Jiang Yanlu guessed that the seven-star purple frost sword was auctioned by the old man for her.

Although the realm of cultivation is guarded by four major sects, in the course of the millennium's development, there have been several relatively large and profound cultivating families.

Although the resources in their hands are not as good as those of the four major sects, they are more than enough to train a few young descendants with good qualifications to stand at the top of the pyramid.

There has been no absolute equality in this world since ancient times, especially in the world of comprehension.

Hearing Cheng Xinglan's surprised whisper, Jiang Yanlu turned his head to look at him: "You know him?"

Cheng Xinglan nodded, and said in a low voice: "When I was a child, I went to drink that little girl's full moon wine with my grandfather. I heard that the elders of his clan planned to send her to Kunlun Palace to learn swordsmanship in two years."

Kunlun Palace is the head of the four sects.

Different from Taixuan Jianzong, Wuxiangzong and Jindingzong, the three major sects only focus on one of them.

The Kunlun Palace accommodates hundreds of rivers, and sword cultivators, alchemists, talisman cultivators, weapon refiners, and sound cultivators can all worship under the Kunlun Palace.

Most of the immortal cultivating families with rich heritage are willing to send their juniors to Kunlun Palace.

Compared with the other sects, there are many more disciples in Kunlun Palace with strong talents and wealthy families.

Because of this, the disciples in the Kunlun Palace are generally arrogant.

Jiang Yanlu asked curiously, "Why didn't you go to Kunlun Palace?"

Cheng Xinglan explained: "My father and the others hesitated at the beginning, and finally felt that the Taixuan Sword Sect might be more specialized in swordsmanship. In addition, the master clearly stated at that time that he wanted to accept me as a personal disciple, so I came to pay homage to him. Master's door is closed."

The more Cheng Xinglan thought about it, the more he felt that the choice of the elders in his family was very correct, otherwise he would not have known Jiang Yanlu and the other seniors.

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The auction was still going on. The first half lasted for a full two hours. A total of ten items were auctioned and entered the intermission stage.

Some bidders began to ask the guys in Baohai Restaurant to serve the dishes.

Qiyue's consciousness stayed outside the barrier temporarily set up by Jiang Yanlu, and when he saw that there was nothing on their tea table except a few teacups, he immediately ordered Yan Wei: "Let the chef give Jiang Yanlu free of charge. Make some dishes."

Immediately, he deftly reported the names of several Jiang Yanlu's favorite dishes.

These are all things he noticed when eating with Jiang Yanlu.

Yan Wei: "..."

The names of the dishes mentioned by Qiyue are not available in Baohai Restaurant.

His lord, he couldn't remember any of the dishes in the restaurant under his property, but he could casually name several dishes that his admirers liked.

And it's free!

Is this reasonable?

The suspicion in Yan Wei's heart expanded again.

Qiyue asked again: "Think of a reasonable reason, and don't let her realize that something is wrong."

Yan Humble Beat Worker Wei: "...Yes."

Half an hour later, Lili entered in a file with several maids carrying trays in their hands.

Jiang Yanlu looked slightly startled, and looked at Lili: "Did I make a mistake, we didn't order food."

Li Lihui: "The steward just told me that Baohai Restaurant will give free dinner to all the consignors who come to this auction, and you, Lulu, are naturally among them."

She offered the bottle of Lingshan spring water for auction.

Jiang Yanlu looked at the dishes on the tea table full of aura, all of which were her favorite dishes, and felt a strange coincidence.

"I remember, Baohai Restaurant doesn't have these, right?"

She had seen the menu of Baohai Restaurant and remembered the dishes in it.

Lili replied again: "These dishes are newly researched by the restaurant, and have not been updated on the menu. The steward said, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can bring it up, and the restaurant will make appropriate improvements."

Jiang Yanlu raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's a coincidence."

She looked at the slobbering carp beside her, and pointed to the empty armchair: "Let's eat together?"

Lili shook his head: "No need, I will be seen, Lulu, put it in a bowl for me, and I will secretly eat it aside."

……

At the end of the intermission, all the dinner plates were removed, Li Li added another pot of Xinling tea, and the auction continued.

The auction items in the second half are still maintained, and every time they are displayed, they can make people's eyes shine.

Even if you don't buy it, sitting here and watching it for half a day can open your eyes.

"...there are two last lots left in this lot, this is the penultimate lot tonight," Lan Shao put his fingers together, stretched out to the small jade bottle on the display stand, and introduced, "A whole bottle of undiluted, pure Yes, Lingshan spring water."

The bottle cap was opened, and the rich aura instantly filled the air.

The moment they smelled it, everyone's pores stretched out, scrambling to absorb the overly pure aura in the air.

The eyes of those cultivators who had been stuck on the brink of breaking through for decades suddenly lit up.

Lan Shao stuffed the bottle cap into the mouth of the bottle, gently put the jade bottle back on the display stand, her red lips slightly raised, revealing the standard eight teeth:

"Lingshan spring water, the starting price is 50 spirit stones, and each bidding price must not be lower than [-] spirit stones."

The effect of Lingshan spring water on monks can be great or small.

Just look at who it is used for and where it is used.

Especially a bottle of undiluted, pure Lingshan spring water.

The spiritual energy in the cultivation world is gradually thinning out, and the higher the cultivation base, the more aware it is.

One day if they are not in order, they will fail to break through due to insufficient aura.

But with the blessing of this bottle of Lingshan spring water, it may not be so.

All the bidders present had their own considerations, and the bids came and went one after another.

In a blink of an eye, this bottle of Lingshan spring water has already captured 80 spirit stones, and it continues to rise.

Qiyue's well-articulated hands rested on the armchair, and the pads of the index finger and middle finger rested rhythmically on the rosewood armrest.

Thinking that Jiang Yanlu's Lingshan spring water would fall into the hands of those people, he frowned: "Call the price."