Chapter 915 Auction of Qingyue Lamp

"my darling……"

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper's reaction was so great. The senior shopkeeper accidentally dropped all the treasures on the ground, which shocked both Fang Xing and Da Jinwu. The old shopkeeper was even more frightened and almost lost his breath. , Fortunately, Fang Xing picked it up and saw that there was nothing wrong with the bronze lamp. After all, it was also an immortal treasure of Fuyao Palace, but it could not be damaged so easily. However, when he turned around and saw the shopkeeper, Fang Xing was shocked. The old man was now He was already kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to Fang Xing as if he was pounding garlic...

"Son of God... uncle... little ancestor, please spare me..."

The shopkeeper cried with tears streaming down his face: "If you give us this hot thing, wouldn't that bring trouble to us..."

"You dare to sell anything!"

Fang Xing was speechless and said to the shopkeeper while holding a bronze lamp.

"Then what kind of things should be divided? My little ancestor, are the things from Fuyao Palace something ordinary people would dare to sell?"

The old shopkeeper was speechless. He wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Why did you tell him these things just now?

"This thing is valuable. I promise you 40% interest. You can make a lot of money..."

Fang Xing was full of sincerity and launched an inducement.

But the old shopkeeper almost cried: "Then there must be a life flower..."

"If you don't dare to sell anything from Fuyao Palace, do you mean you dare to offend us two brothers?"

Seeing the old shopkeeper's appearance, he couldn't persuade him any more. Da Jinwu immediately put on a black face and threatened.

The old shopkeeper was immediately frightened and kowtowed to the ground without saying a word.

"It's okay if you don't accept this deal, but I have to lend you Di Zhenxuan's place and connections. Hehe, if you want to sell anyway, you have to let the news out first. Get up first. No matter how many times you kowtow, Anyway, I’m going to decide this situation. Even if you don’t agree, I’ll spread all the spirits out, and I’ll still have to hire people to spread the word and let them all come to your place. It’s impossible to get rid of it!”

Fang Xing was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly issued a death order.

The shopkeeper was really speechless. He suddenly raised his head and said, "Son of God, wait a moment!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out, took out the jade talisman, and went to discuss with the big boss behind the Emperor Zhen Pavilion.

After a while, he came back, and with him were four or five old men dressed in the same style as him. Each of them had a solemn expression, but the old shopkeeper took a step forward and walked toward President Fang. He bowed his head and said: "Yuan Shenzi, we have discussed it just now. Since the Shenzi wants to lend us the place of Emperor Zhenxuan, we dare not refuse. After asking Mr. Da, we have decided to take over this matter." , everything will be done according to normal procedures, so you can rest assured. However, we have a condition..."

Di Zhenxuan actually changed his mind, but Fang Xing was slightly startled, and then he smiled and said, "Whatever the conditions are, just say it!"

The shopkeepers looked at each other, and then one of them took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "No interest!"

Another person added more solemnly: "Everything is free, I hope the Son of God will make it happen!"

Is there such a good thing?

Fang Xing and Da Jinwu looked at each other, feeling a little surprised, but after thinking about it, they understood Di Zhenxuan's intention. His current status was of great importance, and he was determined to use their place to do this. They They didn't dare to refuse, but the name of Fuyao Palace was too famous and too scary. They didn't dare to take the slightest risk, so they simply refused all the interest, indicating that Emperor Zhenxuan had no involvement in this matter. If you are really in trouble if you want to make any profit, you can honestly say that you were forced to do so.

What makes the big boss behind them even more excited is that an auction of this rare treasure from Fuyao Palace will be really good for Di Zhenxuan's reputation. Let alone the Central Region of China, I'm afraid this reputation will spread throughout the entire country. There is no problem in Tianyuan Continent...

"Well, since you are so sincere, I won't give you the money!"

Fang Xing's goal had been achieved, he smiled lowly and said nothing more.

The news that the Yuan family's divine son was going to auction the Qingyue Lantern, one of the three rare treasures of Fuyao Palace, was quickly spread throughout the entire Central China with the promotion of Duobao Emperor Zhenxuan, and then spread at an unimaginable speed. Looking at the entire China, looking at this trend, it is only a matter of time before it spreads throughout Tianyuan. After all, this matter is too explosive. The auction of Fuyao Palace's rare treasures is going to make Fuyao Palace a head-on enemy?

All the troubles Fang Xing had gotten into before were not as big as this one if added up ten times!

After all, if the Fuyao Palace's rare treasures were auctioned in such a grand manner, Fuyao Palace would no longer be able to keep a low profile.

Fuyao Palace, which dominates the Central Region and the Western Region, has inherited part of the traditions of the ancient Yaochi, and controls the first fairy fruit peach forest in China. It is like a behemoth. It has been rising in China for many years, and it is even said to be the most famous. The Taoism is not an exaggeration, and the Yaochi Immortal Meeting held every thousand years has become one of the biggest events in the Chinese spiritual world. The control and distribution of flat peaches have made Fuyao Palace a special existence, vaguely Yue seems to have invisible authority. No matter how high his cultivation level is, no one dares to offend him.

However, Fang Xing's current status is also very good. The bold plan in the Demon Abyss transformed him into the only key to unlocking the creation of Baiduan Mountain Xuan Coffin. The Yuan family and the Beiming clan even announced to the world, announcing that He was named the Son of God of the two tribes. Because of the fate of Baiduan Mountain, all the Taoist clans in China tolerated him, pampered him, and flattered him, giving him a halo above his head that surpassed that of the Son of God of all tribes.

If there is still one person in the world who is qualified to challenge Fuyao Palace, it is Fang Xing now.

And if there is any orthodoxy in the world that can ignore the halo on Fang Xing's head now, it is Fuyao Palace...

The two parties are fighting, and the outcome is really unpredictable.

All of a sudden, the whole China became lively. Many people who had been provoked and bullied by Fang Xing were secretly expecting that this little devil would finally commit suicide and confront Fuyao Palace. I really hope that he can Take a tumble so that you can vent your anger...

"Oh, my little ancestor, how dare you auction the Qingyue Lantern. When I asked you a few days ago, didn't you say you were planning to return this rare treasure to Fuyao Palace? Listen to the old slave's advice and hurry up. Let the news go out to clarify this matter, otherwise if you wait until Fuyao Palace reacts, this matter will be finalized and you will never be able to return it. I will arrange this matter for you now..."

Manager Wen, who had been hiding from Fang Xing, finally came out and hurried over as if his butt was on fire.

"It's a crappy arrangement. I need money, my dear son. What's wrong with auctioning off some junk to get some money?"

Fang Xing grabbed Manager Wen and said with disdain.

"That's a rare treasure from Fuyao Palace, how can it be called junk..."

Manager Wen was about to cry without tears. He almost knelt down and begged for help. He kept saying: "Also, little ancestor, if you are short of expenses, just tell me. Why sell this thing? Didn't you just sell it a few days ago?" I have taken ten thousand taels of spirits for you..."

Fang Xingdao: "I originally wanted one hundred thousand taels, but you only gave me 10,000 taels. Of course I don't have enough!"

"What do you want to do? It costs one hundred thousand taels..."

Manager Wen no longer knew what to say. He stomped his feet and said, "That's it, that's all. I'll discuss it with the head of the family right now. How about I withdraw one hundred thousand taels of spirits for you? My little ancestor, I just ask you to promise me, old slave." One thing, please send a message to clarify..."

"Do you think I'm the kind of spineless person?"

Fang Xing stared: "I asked you for a hundred thousand taels a few days ago, but you only gave me 10,000 taels. Are you treating me like a beggar? If you give it to me now, I won't want it. Anyway, there is probably a rare treasure in Fuyao Palace." It’s worth two bucks, enough to last me a while…”

"You are the only one who still has some backbone. I have never seen anyone more scoundrel than you..."

Manager Wen had already cursed in his heart, but he did not dare to say it out loud. He said with a sad face: "This is a big disaster!"

Fang Xing sneered and said, "You are afraid of getting into trouble, so you can just leave me alone!"

After that, he walked away, obviously having made up his mind.

Manager Wen, on the other hand, had no idea what to do and had to hurriedly go back to ask the family head for instructions. For the Yuan family, Fuyao Palace has always been one of the strongest allies. Although it is difficult to distinguish between the two sides in terms of power, But no matter what, offending Fuyao Palace would be a great loss to the Yuan family. However, this little beggar is nominally the divine son of the Yuan family, and for the sake of Baiduan Mountain, the Yuan family cannot really let him go. Such a damaging move really caused the Yuan family to be roasted on a volcano!

Fang Xing, on the other hand, found a restaurant in Duobao Country, drank happily with Dajinwu, and felt confident.

Ever since he left the Demonic Abyss, he had a bold plan in mind, and now he has just realized it step by step.

I thought that Manager Wen would come here to attract the head of the Yuan family who had been pretending to be a ghost and had not come out to see him for more than a month. However, he did not expect that two or three hours later, Manager Wen came back, but behind him What followed was not Yuan Lingxiao, the head of the Yuan family, but a precious jade chariot. The jade chariot was flying in the air, covered with exquisite and mysterious formations. In front of Yudai, eighteen yellow scarfs Hercules flew to lead the way, and there were twelve little maids in gorgeous clothes and dexterous manners serving on the left and right.

But on the left side of the sedan, an old woman in colorful clothes followed slowly, her expression indifferent and very proud.

When he saw the old woman, Fang Xing's eyes suddenly exploded with anger, he gritted his teeth, and his expression was extremely cold.

"Grandma Qian, the son of our god is in the city below. Wait for me to summon him..."

The jade chariot flew over the city and stopped. Manager Wen was polite and prepared to get down and invite Fang Xing to come.

"No need, I'll go with you!"

After hearing this, the old woman smiled softly and said: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, but I also want to see if the little monkey who was just a thought and was not slapped into pulp by my palm is real now. What a great person he has become!"