Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Lu Binglan saw that Ye Ling's white mist shadow was always wandering in the distance, and he had no intention of returning to the green vine flower stand on the corridor. She sent a telepathic message: "Aren't you coming over?"

Ye Ling said in a deep voice: "Several people have already set their sights on you! I have to protect you in secret."

Lu Binglan was stunned, looked around, and didn't see any clues. She looked at a loss.

But Lu Binglan also knew that Ye Ling had a lot of experience in this and would not joke with her for no reason. Someone must have secretly noticed her, perhaps coveting her spirit stone, or coveting the ancient sword that was auctioned for 600,000.

At this time, the shopkeeper of Xianyunju put out several treasures on the eight-immortal table on the high platform. They were all foundation-building magic weapons and those used by early Jindan cultivators. They didn't like them, but many people in the flower hall still bid enthusiastically.

Ye Ling watched coldly, seeing the three servants sent by the young master in brocade clothes seem to be standing under the corridor, but in fact they have set their position and blocked Lu Binglan's way.

Not long after, the young master in brocade clothes sent two maids beside him.

The two girls went straight to the green vines under the corridor and said to Lu Binglan's red mist shadow in a low voice: "We are from the city lord's mansion! Following the order of my second young master, we come to ask the young lady for the ancient sword that was just auctioned!"

Another maid holding a storage bag said: "There are 500,000 spirit stones here, please bear with the pain and give it up!"

Lu Binglan's face changed. She was not surprised that the people came to ask for the ancient sword and robbed it by trickery, but the origins of the two maids made her hesitate.

"City lord's mansion? Second young master?" Lu Binglan looked at the back of the young master in brocade clothes, and then glanced at Ye Ling's white mist shadow, not knowing what to do!

If I sell the ancient sword like this, I will not only lose face, but also have to swallow my anger and lose 100,000 spirit stones in vain. But if I don't agree, I will offend the City Lord's Mansion!

"I won't sell this sword!" Ye Ling immediately sent a telepathic message to Lu Binglan, saying firmly: "Since you bid a high price for it, it's for me! It's my treasure, how can I give it to others?"

Lu Binglan responded: "But they are backed by the City Lord's Mansion of Dengzhou City! There is the Yuanying City Lord sitting in charge. Once we have a dispute with them, our whereabouts will be exposed!"

Ye Ling said calmly: "It doesn't matter! I'm here, who cares about their background?"

After hearing Ye Ling's words, Lu Binglan straightened her back and faced the two maids who came to ask for the ancient sword, and refused: "No sale! Unless you pay double the price, everything is off the table!"

The two maids were so angry that their noses were crooked, and they shouted:

"Great! You are shameless!"

"I think you are not going to accept the toast! Come on, take her back to the City Lord's Mansion! See if she dares to be stubborn?"

The three servants of the City Lord's Mansion who had been ambushed nearby surrounded them aggressively.

Seeing this, Lu Binglan's pretty face sank, and she put her hand on the storage bag, about to use the Ice Spirit Sword Formation!

At the same time, Ye Ling in the white mist reached into the storage bag, ready to use the Soul-shaking Bell to give them a soul-stirring moment!

But at this tense moment, on the high platform, the shopkeeper of Xianyunju coughed in a deep voice: "No private fighting is allowed at the auction! Whoever dares to disrupt my Xianyunju auction, I promise that he will not be able to leave this courtyard!"

As he spoke, in the flower hall, thick vines broke out of the ground, spreading branches and leaves, like the tentacles of an octopus, spreading rapidly along the flower rack, and soon covered the entire flower hall, emitting a pressure comparable to that of the early stage of the Nascent Soul!

Ye Ling's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself: "This is a thousand-year-old vine monster! I didn't expect that this thing was dormant under the ground of Xianyunju. No wonder the little medicine spirit is so excited."

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