Resurrection of spiritual energy: the identity of the master of horizontal training is exposed

Qin Yang walked in with curiosity.

"As expected of the largest auction venue in Kyoto, the security guards are all at the level of great martial artists."

Qin Yang looked at the two people in security uniforms and muttered.

In West Lake District, great martial arts masters are already considered masters.

Although the times are constantly changing, and the upper limit of cultivation and the speed of cultivation are constantly increasing, it is exaggerated enough.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Soon, a beautiful woman in uniform came over.

Seeing this, Qin Yang asked curiously, "So many people, why are you the only one looking for me? Am I different from everyone else?"

The woman smiled and said, "We have undergone professional training. I saw guests come in and look around. Based on my experience, you should be here for the first time."

"Then you are not afraid that I am a bumpkin. Come in and look around. What a waste of time."

Qin Yang asked again.

"Our staff here are very professional. I think you read too many novels, sir."

The woman couldn't help covering her mouth and smiling.

"Okay, let's get down to business. I have a batch of things that I need your auction house to help sell. Where should I go?"

Qin Yang then said directly.

It's fun to chat with this waiter, but he doesn't forget business.

"plz follow me."

The woman turned around and left with Qin Yang.

Not long after, he brought Qin Yang to a counter.

"It can be sold on consignment here."

The woman said with a smile.

Qin Yang looked around and found that there were still a lot of people around him. He was a little curious and asked, "Is this the kind of consignment you are doing here aboveboard?"

"I know what you are worried about, sir, but please rest assured that if something goes wrong, our auction house will bear it all."

The woman said with a smile.

"Well, that's what you said."

As soon as Qin Yang finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a lot of things flew out of the storage ring.

It was like rubbish was piled up on the ground.

It took a few minutes before he poured out all the things he was going to sell.

At this time, the piled objects had already formed a hill in front of Qin Yang and the waitress.

Many passers-by around subconsciously came over to watch.

"Sir, it's hard for me to deal with all the rubbish you pile up."

The waitress couldn't laugh anymore, and said with an aggrieved face.

Rubbish?

Hearing this, Qin Yang was a little confused. Are the waiters at the auction venue in Kyoto so good?

These are all rubbish?

If so, he instantly felt ashamed.

"Damn it, I thought it was rubbish. Who knew it was a bunch of magical artifacts. My God, who made such a big deal."

"Damn it, I thought there were so many piles of books as waste paper, but I actually saw a few secret books on exercises."

"and this....."

"This, this..."

There are more and more people who know the goods, and more and more people are talking, and the whole hall is a little buzzing for a while.

The waitress was already stupid, subconsciously picked up something at random and looked at it, only to find that she was right, they were all good things.

It just looks like a pile of garbage.

"sorry sir."

The waitress knew she was wrong and quickly bowed her head to apologize.

"Misunderstanding? I thought I really found some garbage."

Qin Yang scratched his head.

"Sir, put it on quickly, I'm afraid..."

Speaking of this, the waitress looked at the passers-by with red eyes, and she had the urge to grab something.

"I can't bear it anymore. You can get rich with just one of so many good things. Let's grab it."

The worst thing still happened, if one or two things, everyone might just envy them.

But with so many things piled up together, it is really hard for ordinary people to hold back, especially for cultivators, lack of xinxing can easily get on their heads.

So, someone took the lead, and a group of people rushed over.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, and the air stagnated.

An invisible wave swept across the audience, and the group of people who had rushed towards them froze in place, trembling all over.

After a while, the momentum suddenly disappeared, and many people fell to the ground without paying attention, and a large group of people fell down.

After finishing all this, Qin Yang waved his hand, and all the things on the ground disappeared.

Then he turned his head and asked with a smile, "If I hadn't acted just now, how would you compensate me for my loss?"

The waitress was completely stunned at this time.

Hearing Qin Yang's question, he came back to his senses, and said timidly, "I guess I'm going to sell myself."

"Hahaha, just kidding, you can change my place now

There are four in the family, and he doesn't want to take another one back.

Hearing this, the waitress breathed a sigh of relief, touched her back, and found that she was already in a cold sweat from fright.

He quickly waved his hand and said, "This way, sir."

After Qin Yang left, a group of people got up from the ground.

"It was horrible, I almost thought I was dead."

"No, the fear of suffocation made me almost have a heart attack.

"You guys are all farts, I'm scared to pee, I'm going back to change clothes

A group of people were talking.

Finally got a result.

That is, they provoked a terrifying strong man.

Thinking of this, one by one quickly left, afraid of being settled by Qiuhou.The background behind the Kyoto auction venue is monstrous, and they don't want to be taken away.

"Sir, please come in."

The waitress brought Qin Yang to the door of a quiet private room, respectfully

said.

"Then I'll go in. Don't be confused in the future. If you do well in the past, if you have problems with key things, you can't afford it with your small body."

"Thank you for your teaching, sir, I will definitely remember it."

The waitress said firmly.

Qin Yang smiled and walked into the private room.

After seeing Qin Yang leave, the waitress felt relieved and felt her feet go soft instantly, and she sat down on the ground.

She used to think that her vision was accurate enough to do well enough, but now it seems that she still needs to be tempered.

This kind of thing is enough once, and this kind of talkative person is rare in this place in Kyoto.

Thinking of this, the waitress got up from the ground and bowed deeply to the private room.

And then just leave.

Chapter 132

Entering the private room, you can see a counter. . . . . . . . . . . .

A white-haired old man leaned on the counter and studied something.

"Have customers? Put things on the counter."

The old man didn't look at Qin Yang, and said to himself.

"Oh, I see."

When he walked to the counter, Qin Yang threw them all out.

The old man was instantly overwhelmed by a lot of miscellaneous things.

"Fuck, who hit me."

The old man got out from a lot of things and cursed.

As a result, he looked down and was stunned for an instant.

"You count slowly, and I'll sit by the side."

Qin Yang sat directly on the sofa.

Seeing the things under his hands, the old man smiled awkwardly, and suddenly shouted, "Come here!"

Soon, several strong men at the level of great martial artists rushed in.

"Go away, I meant to let other appraisers, not you."

After speaking, the old man picked up an apple from the table where the guests were entertained and threw it at it.

"sorry Sorry."

A group of strong men quickly retreated.

Soon, several middle-aged people walked in.

He froze for a moment when he saw the things all over the floor.

"What are you doing standing there, come over and help the guests count things."

The old man blew on his beard and said angrily.

"Yes, Master."

Several middle-aged people did not dare to refute, and hurried over.

two hours later.

Qin Yang almost dozed off, and finally the appraisal was over.

"Guests, the total value is 150 million points. If you auction it, it should be more, but it may take a long time."

The old man walked up to Qin Yang with a long list.

A very long time?

Qin Yang directly dispelled this idea, this one is very long, it is estimated that there is less to say

year start.

So I simply sold it as cheap, and picked it up anyway.

"150 million points? How is this calculated?"

Qin Yang looked up and asked.