But the avenue and power emanating from that sword are obviously already very impressive!

Under everyone's extremely surprised gazes, Xu Huang stepped forward with excitement, and handed his White Thunder Sword to Elder Shi of the Holy Soil Hall with both hands.

Elder Shi has always been short of a satisfactory sword. He once went to the Sword Tomb in person and wanted to ask Yan Xiang for one, but Yan Xiang didn't give him face as the fourth elder at all.

When Elder Shi saw this Bai Lei, he was delighted.

When Elder Shi took the Bai Lei Sword from Xu Huang's hand, he looked at Xu Huang in disbelief, his eyes widened, and he asked, "You forged it?"

"Yes, senior."

Xu Huang nodded slightly, his face like cast iron.

Elder Shi was very excited, grabbed Xu Huang's hand, and said: "Boy, come with me to Shengtu Hall, I will accept you as my personal disciple."

To be able to comprehend the way of making swords in such a short period of time, his aptitude is absolutely extraordinary.

When this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked.

The personal disciple of the fourth elder of Shengtu Church? !

Even many of their second-generation disciples failed to get such an honor.

The strength of the Holy Soil Hall is second only to the Holy Pill Hall, and there are nearly a thousand disciples under the sect, which is a hundred times stronger than the Holy Fire Hall.

Countless people were secretly envious of Xu Huang, but Xu Huang was unmoved, the corners of his lips curled into an invisible arc, and his attitude was very modest. He bowed respectfully to Elder Shi and said, "Thank you!" The kindness of the elder, I am already a disciple of Yan Xiang, the master of the Holy Fire Hall, a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life, Xu Huang is grateful and will never change in this life."

Yan Xiang, who was sitting in the first row, pursed his lips, and under the purple long gown, a pair of big palms slowly clenched into fists.

The decline of the Holy Fire Church over the years is obvious to all.

Ten years ago, there were still fifty disciples in the Holy Fire Hall, but two months ago, there were only six disciples.

Nobody wants to be in a downfall.

This has always been a thorn in Yan Xiang's heart.

But now, this taciturn second apprentice used his actions to maintain the face that Yan Xiang had lost all these years.

A strange emotion rose in Yan Xiang's heart, the blood in his whole body warmed up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips involuntarily.

Elder Shi, the fourth seat in Shengtu Hall, was rejected, but he was not annoyed at all. Instead, he raised his head, laughed loudly, reached out and patted Xu Huang's shoulder, and said three good words repeatedly.

Elder Shi replaced 40 yuan of low-grade origin stones with 400 yuan of middle-grade origin stones, and exchanged them to Xu Huang.

After Xu Huang accepted it, he returned to his seat.

"Today's third auction item is an amazing thing."

In the hand of the person in charge of the Baibaotang Association, a silver tray suddenly appeared. On the tray, there were three sky-blue ganoderma lucidum plants emitting faint fluorescence.

"Yuling Xuezhi, which disappeared in Tianyuan Continent for 1000 years, has reappeared in the world! Yuling Xuezhi, a plant that can make up for the skill of ordinary cultivators for ten years, is equivalent to half a month for a martial arts cultivator. There are a total of three plants here, provided by Ling Luo, a disciple of the Holy Fire Hall."

The entire auction field exploded in an instant.

In the exhibition area of ​​the Holy Fire Hall yesterday, they also saw Yuling Xuezhi on display.

They originally thought that Ling Luo would just take out such a rare treasure to show off to everyone, but they didn't expect that she would put it up for auction!

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