The Path Toward Heaven

In the mundane world, gold is naturally the most beautiful and valuable thing, but Baoshuju mostly deals with monks, and naturally gets used to the practice of the practice world.

The most common currency in the spiritual world is not gold or silver, but more precious and rare spar than gold and silver.

Kusui knows spar but hasn't touched it very much, because spar is only useful for practitioners below the horizon, and far less effective than the elixir he usually takes.

As for Zhao Layue, she had a steady supply of elixir from birth, and she hadn't bothered about such things. She looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "Do you have it?"

Kusui Jiu shook his head.

管 The steward still had a smile on his face, but his eyes grew colder.

Kusui Jiu took an elixir from his sleeve and put it on the table.

The elixir was dark red in color, and it was not unusual to look at it, but under a slight smell, it had a spicy flavor similar to that of wormwood.

管 The steward who worked in Baoshuju was naturally knowledgeable and hesitated for a moment. When he confirmed that it was what he wanted, his eyes suddenly lighted.

Before he could seal the box, he found the two tea cups as fast as possible, filled the dark red elixir, and wrapped it tightly with fine paper several times.

Until this was done, his expression relaxed a little.

腊 Zhao Layue looked slightly different. This elixir should be Xuancao Dan, not produced by Qingshan Zongshi Yuefeng, but from Xuanhua Mountain in Zhongzhou.

管 The supervisor looked at Zhao Layue's and Jing Jiu's expression and became much more respectful.

No matter where the strange people come from, whether or not Chaonan City is looking for you, as long as you can come up with a Xuancao Dan, then you are eligible to be respected by Baoshuju.

The supervisor in person led the two of them to an elegant room on the seventh floor, whispered a few words of attention to the auction, and then quietly left.

雅 This elegant room is also an excellent room in Baoshuju. Those ordinary denominations will not be arranged here if they do not come from the elder class.

Jiu Jingjiu and Zhao Layue didn't know this. They pushed the door into the room, swept around with sword knowledge, and confirmed that there was no matrix breath and no one snooped.

The furnishings in the elegant room are not luxurious, but they are absolutely exquisite. There is a jug of quiche tea on the table, and they brave themselves. They want to make it when they leave the first floor. There are several fruit dishes next to the teapot. It is complete with snacks, hot and cold towels, and two wooden signs sit quietly on either side.

From the details, Baoshuju is really good.

But Jingjiu and Zhao Layue are not satisfied, because this elegant room is Xuanzi B room.

I want to know that last night they lived in Shangzhou Inn, but the Tianzi A room.

"Why are we here?" Jing Jiu asked.

腊 Zhao Layue certainly didn't hide here in order to avoid the tracking of the south city defenders.

She said: "The current principal of Baoshuju is Lei Poyun's nephew."

It turns out that the backstage here is Bihu Peak.

Sakai Nine said, "Then?"

腊 Zhao Layue thought you were asking it knowingly?

"Bihu Peak has lost two Thunder Soul Trees, and Lei Poyun went into flames and died. These must be related to the ascension of the ancestors."

She said: "When a person dies, there will still be clues to stay. Lei Poyun must not dare to seduce uncles and ancestors. He must be seduced by the big devil outside Qingshan. One of the channels, the principal is his nephew, I think there should be a problem here. "

Kusui Jiuxin thought that the devil might not be the devil, but it might be outside the mountain.

He asked again, "Why don't we find the principal directly?"

腊 Zhao Layue said: "Because he won't say that he will even commit suicide when we see us, so we can only observe to see if we can find some clues."

Kusui Jiu feels troublesome.

He really didn't think there was much to investigate.

In the mountain village, he calculated and calculated for a whole year. Many things have been figured out, but there is no evidence.

And there is no evidence of such things, only people.

Xun Lei broke the cloud, but his state was stagnant, and he wanted to rely on the sword to regain his strength, and was moved by that person.

Since I want to ask, it is better to ask that person directly. Just like that summer night, he went to Bihufeng to ask the white ghost.

The question is how can I find that person? You can't really eat all the hot pot restaurants in the world.

But Jiu Jiu believes that as long as the other party finds that he is still alive, he will definitely come to him.

At that time, he can directly ask the other party why he wants to do this.

I just don't know when that day will come.

Tomorrow, or countless years?

Uh ...

Uh ...

Puppet practitioners generally meditate at night, so the auctions of Baoshuju are held during the day, except that there are no windows on the outer wall, and it looks like night. The steward who is in charge of the auction stands on the first floor, and the sound is accurately transmitted to each room through the transmission array method. The pictures of the auction items are also presented in each room through the virtual mirror.

The guests who came to Baoshuju for the first time were inevitably a little surprised, but Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue could not show any interest, but they had not participated in the auction, and they were a little curious about what would happen. When they found that the items on sale were only some very After ordinary mountain essence and elixir, I was bored.

I am willing to spend a lot of money to buy these. They should be ordinary wealthy merchants or officials. For the monks, it is something that is not unusual. For them, it is an elixir that prolongs life.

With the seventh round of the auction, Baoshu Curie finally became lively, and Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue remained unconcerned.

的 The item in this round of auction is a box of fixed borneol.

Luding Shen Borneol is produced in Beijun County, and its quantity is small, and most of it is controlled by the Zhenbei Army, which is hostile to wind knife teaching. The number that can flow into the practice world is very small.

客人 When the guests were about to start the bidding, an old and gentle voice sounded ~ www.readwn.com ~ Everyone, we are medical monks from Moqiu, and we took the liberty of asking something today ... "

No one expected that he would see the monks of Guocheng Temple at such a bland auction.

The sound of opening windows sounded in the tower, and then there were countless sounds of greetings.

Zhao Layue was somewhat surprised. He went to the window and looked down. I saw two monks, one old, one young, and one standing downstairs. The monk's clothes were very old, and they were washed clean. , But it feels extremely secure and trustworthy.

After a while, people who participated in the auction knew that the two medical monks of Guocheng Temple were invited by the Qingshan Sect to come to deal with the big demon in the muddy water. Go back, but those who have been frightened by ghosts have not been fully cured.

Lu Dingshen Borneol is just the precious medicine for treating those people.

The monks at Luguocheng Temple started asking for help as a last resort, because as everyone knows, they are ... poor.

Many voices rang out in a panic.

"Master, please rest assured, Xuantianzong will never participate in the auction of this object."

"Yes, Zi Haomen also responded to this proposal."

The steward at the auction house raised his hands and signaled the guests to be calm and calm, and then looked at the old monk with a solemn expression: "Monk Dade, how can my treasure tree residence stand by, the owner and his family just spoke , This Dingshen borneol was donated to Guocheng Temple by my Baoshuju. "

Hearing this, a loud shout rang out in the building.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded that was the opposite of the atmosphere at this time.

既然 "Since it is an auction house, you have to talk about the rules. I haven't made a bid yet, so you sent it out. Would Baoshuju have its own signboard?"