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Although Xuanyuan Pavilion has set up boxes and private seats for all major sects in the bidding field as a show of respect, but because this is an exchange place for selling stolen goods and gray trading, in most cases, monks often do not show their true colors to others, lest people touch them Reveal some details, or get killed for nothing.

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning entered the Xuanyuan Pavilion. The pavilion is divided into three floors. In the center of the first floor stands a nine-petal lotus white jade platform, covered with nine indestructible protective barriers. This is where the goods will be exhibited at that time.

With the Baiyu Terrace as the core, hundreds of benches made of red rosewood stretch out in the four directions of east, west, south, east, and west. They are the most common seats.

The second floor is the compartments. There are large golden nanmu windows in front of each compartment. There is a layer of gauze curtains in front of the windows. The curtains are woven with silver moon gauze. It is clear from the inside to the outside, but the outside is not. You can't see the scene inside, which protects the privacy of the guests very well. It's just that the price is expensive, nine thousand gold per hour.

Chu Wanning doesn't like to be crowded with people, holding the golden leaf sent by Xue Zhengyi, the flower is not distressed at all.

The servants serving guests in Xuanyuan Pavilion have signed a life-and-death contract with the owner of the pavilion, and will not reveal any private affairs of the guests, but even so, Chu Wanning is still worried. He asked for a compartment with the best location and asked the servant to carry it. After drinking two pots of Xuedi Lengxiang, eight fresh fruits and eight candied fruit, four pastries and four candies, they were dismissed.

Only he and Mo Ran were left in the compartment. Chu Wanning raised his hand, dropped his cloak, and stood in front of the window to look at the moving heads below.

"I heard from the lord that this time Xuanyuan will put up for sale a weapon called Return."

"Return?" Mo Ran shook his head, "I've never heard of it."

"It's a divine weapon."

Mo Ran was taken aback: "Shenwu? But isn't Jin Chengchi already—"

"I know what you mean. But it is said that this return was found in an unnamed tomb in Wanshenling. It should be that its previous owner had no heirs to pass on when he died, so Shenwu was buried with him."

"...So that's how it is."

But Shenwu only recognizes the master who gave the name, and when the master who gave the name dies, Shenwu will recognize his heir. Even if other people get Shenwu, it is difficult to use its power. In Mo Ran's view, it doesn't make much sense to buy this weapon.

Chu Wanning saw Mo Ran's thoughts, and said: "Although Shenwu can't show its true strength if it doesn't recognize the master, no matter what, its strength will still be several times stronger than ordinary weapons. These people will still flock to it."

Mo Ran's heart became clear: "I understand the meaning of the master. It is rare for ordinary people to see a martial arts in their life. Since it is said that this 'return' was found in the unnamed tomb and it is very old, then everyone Most likely, it will draw out your own spiritual power to test it, what if you are the descendant of the original owner? It won’t matter if you try it.”

"That's true."

The ink burned and thought: "Shenwu is rare to see, but at this time there is an ownerless one that comes out to bid. It looks like the fake hook Chen's way, using a high-quality fake to trick everyone into releasing their spiritual power, so that they can I know if everyone present has the elite spirit body he is looking for."

Chu Wanning Shi Shiran sat down on the soft chair, poured a cup of snowy cold incense, and drank it slowly. He looked at the crowded crowd below, and said in a low voice: "That's true. No matter whether this martial arts is real or not, or whether it's just a fake trick or not, it's always right to check it out."

Just as the voice fell, suddenly there was a commotion downstairs.

Chu Wanning and Mo Ran looked down, both slightly startled——

I saw the golden gate of Xuanyuan Pavilion wide open, and among the monks covered with hoods, two rows of young men in blue clothes fluttering around, with jade crowns on their heads, walked forward. Acts are concealed.

The ink burned in surprise: "Ye Wangxi?"

The author has something to say: The small theater "Welcome to Sotheby's Auction, what do gentlemen want to appear in the auction most?" "

Mo Ran: A medicine that can make people stop dreaming.

Chu Wanning: I don't have anything I want. I heard that there is a famous black gold ancient knife next door. It can be used as a martial arts for Xue Meng. Then the black gold ancient knife. (Okay, I know you are Zhang Qiling who went to the wrong place, next one.)

Xue Meng: Black Gold Ancient Sword (Zhang Qiling, can you leave!!)

Teacher Mei: Black...

Roubao: Shut up! !

Teacher Mei: I haven't finished talking about the black pot eliminator.

Roubao: ... Oh.

Mei Hanxue: Selling beauty? Since ancient times, the black market has sold all kinds of beauties in Yixing. I want all the beautiful ones, and I take them back and put them in the palace as decorations.

Ye Wangxi: (kicks the door)...they lean against the wall and squat down. police.

Chapter 80 My ex-wife... is here

The person who came was the modest gentleman Ye Wangxi who lived in the same courtyard with Mo Ran in Taohuayuan before.

Today he is wearing a Confucian-style blue crane embroidered with silver thread, a sapphire blue headband, and a silver sachet with auspicious beasts and pearls around his waist. Perhaps it is because he has removed his military uniform. Added a bit of elegance.

The chief manager of Xuanyuan Pavilion greeted him, lowered his eyes and said, "Ye Xianjun."

Ye Wangxi nodded, and said: "I was ordered by my foster father to bid for something, please ask the manager to lead me upstairs."

"The owner of the pavilion knows that the immortal is here, and the private room of the Confucianism Sect has already been prepared, so I will take you there."

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