Article 203

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Ye Wangxi took the dozen or so Confucian disciples upstairs, leaving behind a group of people who covered their heads and faces in the hall to whisper.

"People from the Confucianism School are here today?"

"Who is that fairy? Why haven't I seen it before..."

Mo Ran said in his heart, you haven't seen him, naturally there is a reason why you haven't seen him. On the one hand, I couldn't help being curious, watching Ye Wangxi's back disappearing around the corner all the way, and then said to Chu Wanning: "Master, you have also stayed in the Confucianism School before, do you know this Ye Xianjun?"

"I don't know." Chu Wanning frowned slightly, "But I always feel a little kind..." He paused, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then shook his head, "I can't remember."

Mo Ran scratched his head and said: "This Ye Xianjun lived in the same courtyard as me in Taohuayuan before, and his strength is not bad. Now he is bidding for things instead of Confucianism, and his status in the sect is not low. Master doesn't even know him?"

"There are seventy-two cities in the Confucianism Sect, and the personnel are very scattered. I don't like to move around, and I don't bother to ask about the affairs of the Sect, so it's not surprising that I don't know him."

While the two were talking, the Confucian style door box on the third floor was lit with bright yellow candlelight, presumably Ye Wangxi and his party had already entered and sat down. The highest floor of the Xuanyuan Pavilion is specially reserved for the various sects, but it is rarely used on weekdays, so everyone looked up to see it, and found it very strange.

With Confucianism's public participation, everyone's expectations for this auction were raised several degrees. After the scene of a cup of tea, the white jade lotus platform in the center suddenly became brightly lit, and a stream of red silk and satin was thrown from the dome of Xuanyuan Pavilion. A pretty girl who was only eleven or two years old was dressed in snow-colored gauze. With bare feet, she pulled the silk belt and spun down from the air, landing lightly and delicately on the icy white jade lotus platform.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. I am the second pavilion master of Xuanyuan Pavilion." The pretty little girl said with a coquettish smile, "Thanks to the respect of all the immortals, I came to the meeting from all corners of the world. Xuanyuan Pavilion should follow the usual practice and present the best treasures." Give back to you all."

Mo Ran's ears are good, and he heard someone talking below: "The second pavilion master of Xuanyuan Pavilion is actually a little girl with a stinking taste?"

"Oh, brother, you really don't know much. Do you know how old this 'little girl' is?"

"Ten? Fifteen? You can't be twenty years old."

"Hey, don't be fooled. She's over a hundred years old. If you call her grandma, it's almost like a little girl."

"What?! Brother Liu, are you kidding me? How can this little thing be a hundred years old!"

"This is Gu Yue Ye, the number one medicine sect in the world. Anything is impossible, but it's just a elixir with a green spring forever."

"Wow--"

The person who exclaimed in a low voice must have come here for the first time. After hearing these words, he stretched his neck excitedly, and couldn't help but hold his purse, obviously impatient to know that Xuanyuan Pavilion would bring out some What elixir and treasure are for sale.

The Second Pavilion Master did not disappoint everyone either. With a snap of her fingers, a hole opened in the center of the stone lotus, and a small stamen-shaped table slowly rose up. On it were five velvet brocade boxes the size of palms. They were all opened wide and open, revealing the mother-of-pearl luster of the pills inside.

Immediately someone shouted with a smile: "Isn't this Chiqing Pill? What's so strange?"

"That is, even if the first one to be sold is not a rare treasure, you can't make up the number with Chiqing Pills."

The second pavilion master was not annoyed when he heard the yelling below. Instead, he bent his eyes with a smile and said loudly: "Everyone has good eyesight. This is indeed a good Chiqing Pill. But as we all know, Chiqing Pill is not a big deal even though it is difficult to make." It is very rare and rare, it is naturally impossible for Xuanyuan Pavilion to entertain guests with ordinary items."

As she spoke, she picked up one of the brocade boxes, held it in her palm, and closed the box with a click.

Although everyone was sitting far away, they all had mirrors in front of them, so they could clearly see the details of the treasure. Only then did everyone notice the snake-shaped emblem on the box cover.

"Holy Hand of Cold Scales?!" Someone gasped.

The second pavilion master smiled and said: "That's right, each of these five boxes of Chiqing Pills comes from the alchemy furnace of my elder, the Master of Cold Lin. Although ordinary Chiqing Pills can confuse people's hearts and make users fall in love with themselves, but the effect It can only last for half a year, and it is very easy to prepare the corresponding antidote. But these five..." She held up the brocade box with her slender fingertips, and said cautiously, "It can be managed for ten years, and there is no cure. .”

"What?"

"My God, how is this possible..."

"The Holy Hand of Cold Scales is really terrifying..."

The Second Pavilion Master waited for the commotion below to subside for a while, then smiled again: "In order to distinguish it from the ordinary Chiqing Pill, the cold-scale master named these five pills Zhongqing Pill. Just buy one and put it in the water to persuade others Drink it, and within ten years, you are guaranteed that the other party will treat you infatuatedly without wavering."

A female cultivator asked loudly from below: "Is there really no antidote to solve this after taking it? Then if it's less than ten years, I don't like him anymore, why don't I just let him pester me all the time?" ?”

Everyone giggled and laughed. The second pavilion master also smiled politely, and said: "What the girl said is very true, so Xuanyuan Pavilion would like to remind everyone that there is no cure for Zhongqing Pills in the world, unless the ten-year period expires, otherwise death can break it. If not It's better not to drug the other party if you are bitter and infatuated with it but can't get it."

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