The beauty of this deity is the best in the world of self-cultivation

After settling the price of the Lingbao, Ye Shangqiu rolled up his sleeves, and stuffed the glazed Sanskrit cassock into the hands of the rebels, and then put away the remaining spirit stones handed back by the steward, and together with Shang Yuci, they quickly Leaving the Artifact Pavilion without hesitation.

When they came to the auction house, a grand auction was just about to be held in the store.Shang Yuci reflexively raised his eyes to look at Ye Shangqiu, but only saw the night wind blowing his cloak.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand and grabbed the fluttering corner of his sleeve.

Ye Shangqiu paused, pursed his thin lips under the cloak lightly, then shook Shang Yuci's hand with his backhand, and walked into the hall where the auction was held without changing his pace.

The black market auction room is not as dark and dilapidated as some people imagined. On the contrary, it is probably to stimulate customers who hide their identities like Ye Shangqiu to obediently pay for the high-priced auction items. The design is very elegant and luxurious, giving people a sense of ecstasy as soon as they enter.

Ye Shangqiu keenly smelled the subtle sweetness in the incense in the arena, he frowned slightly, subdued a Qingxin Pill under the cover of the cloak, and then directly stuffed another bottle into it. In Shang Yuci's hand, he said concisely and clearly: "Submit."

Although Shang Yuci practiced the Dao of Slaughter, he entered the Tao through the Buddha, his body is pure and his mind is pure, and the small incense burnt in the store is just for entertainment. It may be useful for other monks, but if it is for him He is useless on his body—but he is naturally happy that his master cares about him so earnestly...

How could he refuse Ye Shangqiu's kindness?

He lowered his head and took the pill, and the familiar taste filled his lips and teeth in an instant.

Qingxin Dan...

Should it be said that his master is in a good mood at this time, didn't he give him a refreshing pill to refresh his mind?

Ye Shangqiu didn't pay any attention to Shang Yuci's complicated heart, swept his consciousness in the store, and walked forward.

The boxes on the upper floor were pre-booked by the children from the big families, and Ye Shangqiu didn't bother the maids in the store. He silently chose a hidden place among the seats under the stage and sat down.

Shang Yuci sat next to Ye Shangqiu, seeing him who seemed to be very familiar with him, he couldn't help but shake Ye Shangqiu's wrist, and said softly, "Master seems to be very familiar with this place."

The hood that Ye Shangqiu was wearing moved a bit. For some reason, Shang Yuci seemed to see Ye Shangqiu's indifferent and shimmering face through the hood that completely cut off sight and consciousness. Incomparably bright eyes.

That is a rare beauty in the world.

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and he seemed to see another familiar and strange picture in a blur.

The icy-faced Tianjun stood quietly among the elixir bushes all over the sky, talking behind his back about the shining starlight.The giant tree swayed behind him, and the fairyland-like scenery couldn't compare to the turbulent black eyes when he looked over.

They have known each other for a long time.

Shang Yuci's strength in holding Ye Shangqiu's wrist suddenly increased. Ye Shangqiu frowned slightly, but he didn't flick his hand away directly, but quietly waited for him to calm down.

Shang Yuci did exactly what he thought, and quickly let go of his strength: "Disciple..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Shangqiu patted him backhand expressionlessly.

Shang Yuci stopped his voice, and then smiled slightly.

More and more black-robed monks came to participate in the auction, but the entire venue was eerily quiet.

After entering the venue, everyone quickly chose their seats and sat down. After the last monk took his seat, the door that was originally wide open creaked and closed in front of everyone's eyes. .

"Welcome all distinguished guests..." A clear female voice sounded like a silver bell on the stage, and a soft-looking Nascent Soul female cultivator came slowly from the dark place. With a faint silver light.

She swept her eyes off the stage, and regardless of whether she answered her words or not, she lifted her plain hand, and a big and rugged man came from behind her carrying a heavy iron box.

There are all kinds of strange things that are traded in the black market, especially in the black market auctions, which contain almost all kinds of strange things.

Ye Shangqiu poked out his consciousness and scanned the box, frowning slightly.

"Master?" Shang Yuci noticed the slight fluctuation of his consciousness, and called out with a smile.

"Nothing." Ye Shangqiu said calmly.

I saw the female cultivator on the stage shoot out a stream of real energy neatly, and the rusty box opened in response, revealing the complicated mechanism inside: "This is a spiritual storage tool recently acquired by the bank."

The female cultivator clicked on the opened box: "This spiritual tool covers hundreds of restrictions. After being appraised by the master of the restriction in our bank, these restrictions are long-lost inheritance restrictions, and their power will not diminish even after thousands of years. .”

She briefly introduced the origin of this box, and then said persuasively: "Our company has not broken the restriction on this spiritual tool, that is to say..."

"I don't know what is stored in the spiritual tool. But it can be protected by the long-lost prohibition..." She showed a meaningful smile, "Maybe it is a big chance?"

"A high-grade spatial spiritual tool, starting at 20 low-grade spiritual stones..."

"25."

"30 million!"

"32 million!"

As soon as the female cultivator finished speaking, the audience immediately became lively, and the white spirit stones seemed to be picked up, and they casually uttered high prices one by one.

Logically speaking, an ordinary high-grade spatial spiritual tool cannot be sold for such a high price, but who made this spatial spiritual tool get the title of "long lost"?

Even if it's just that the above prohibition has been lost for a long time... Doesn't it also mean that this spatial spiritual tool has been around for a long time?

Ye Shangqiu also offered the price twice. Shang Yuci thought he wanted to take this spiritual tool, but after waiting for a while, Ye Shangqiu fell silent again.

His eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the box, feeling faintly familiar.

"It's just..." Ye Shangqiu lowered his eyes slowly, and some fragments flashed in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It's just some common pills.

Shang Yuci seemed to have sensed something, and pressed down on the bid.

In the end, this spiritual implement was sold to a guest in one of the boxes on the upper floor at a price of 52 low-grade spiritual stones. The female nun presiding over the auction was full of smiles, and soon asked someone to upload a new auction item.

The corpse of the Ziyang monster, the high-grade spiritual weapon forged by the master craftsman, the Kunyin soil used to reconcile the medicinal properties of the elixir...

The most unexpected thing is that at this auction, two war slaves of the false Yang God Realm were actually sold.

The two war slaves were controlled by drugs, and they were wrapped in heavy mithril chains, but the heavy aura still diffused in front of everyone through these various methods.

The female cultivator lifted the chin of one of the war slaves with her fingers, and with a smile on her face, she quoted a high price.

The atmosphere of the auction was almost boiling at this moment.

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I don't mean to be polite, but it's a little smoother...