Eternal gate

The next day.

As the sky dawns, Forgotten City becomes lively. People gather in the center of the city in a tacit understanding. The auction pavilion is located there. It is the largest pavilion in the city. At first glance, it looks majestic. Such a pavilion is usually closed. , and will only put on the biggest show during the auction period.

It is held once every three years and is particularly grand.

From a distance, I saw guards with swords and pestles on both sides of the auction pavilion. They were always like this in previous years. If anyone dared to cause trouble, they would be invited to sit in the jail for a while. If they wanted to fight, they would go outside the city. After what happened yesterday, I was afraid No one dared to fight openly anymore, and the city lord’s tea money was still very expensive.

The big clans have all seen this before.

When passing by Wangyue Tower, many people lamented that a restaurant would be blown up if Zhao Yun said it would be blown up. However, someone would compensate, but it was just time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Also under reconstruction is the Zhao Family Arms Shop.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Zhao family to do business in the future."

"It's strange that you can live in peace if you mess with the big family."

"Zhao Yun is too flamboyant. With so many wealthy families, he really dares to explode."

"Now, the family will be affected."

"Are you out of your mind? Is it Zhao Yun's publicity, or is it that the rich clan is too arrogant and domineering? I can't see the scene in yesterday's memory crystal at all. I can see who is right and who is wrong. If it were me, I would still blow him up all over the sky."

"That's what I say, but rich people are really not easy to mess with."

People on the street talked a lot, some sighed, some complained, and some ridiculed. Fortunately, there were no casualties. With enough manpower, reconstruction could be done quickly.

After closing his eyes, the people on the street couldn't help but quicken their pace.

There are so many people participating in the auction, so you have to go early to get a good seat.

With so much excitement, how could Zhao Yun be missing?

He left the military store a long time ago and found a deserted place. He first changed his appearance and then covered himself with a black robe. This black robe was not an ordinary black robe. It was obtained from his enemy's lone wolf who walks at night. The ability to sew special materials is to cover up. No matter the appearance or cultivation level, it can be covered up without leaking. After doing this, he also put on a prosthetic hand to avoid being recognized. If he really wants to take a photo of the treasure, he really wants to share it with others. After settling the grudge, there was no doubt about him, Zhao Yun.

The auction pavilion has opened its doors, and there are no shadows of people.

Zhao Yun was among them, following the flow of people. This was not his first time here. The largest attic in the ancient city was more luxurious than the largest restaurant in the ancient city. It was also built with jade railings and green silk curtains. Many exotic flowers and herbs were planted, with a faint fragrance that is refreshing to smell.

Everyone finds his or her own seat.

The auction pavilion is divided into three floors: the upper, middle and lower floors. The first floor is the largest. The second floor is for all the clans in the city. They are all private rooms. As for the third floor, it is exclusive to the big clans, such as Han Ming, Yu Wenhao, and Yan Kang. People like Lin Xie will be on the third floor.

This is a status symbol.

However, it does not mean that the first level is weaker than the third level. There are too many hidden seniors and too many Ksitigarbha martial arts cultivators, all hiding in the first level. The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade. Since it is an auction, It's better to keep a low profile. If you don't protect yourself, you will be targeted by someone. It's okay to be alone. If you have a family behind you, you have to restrain yourself. Unless you are particularly strong, you don't dare to provoke you even if you know your identity.

Zhao Yun realized it and searched for the corner.

"Fellow Taoist, what a meeting!"

Accompanied by Youyou's words, a person sat next to Zhao Yun. A closer look revealed that it was Zhuge Xuandao, still wearing the same coarse linen clothes. However, Zhao Yun might not be able to tell that his appearance had changed, but in the eyes of the Moon God, there was no escape. shape.

What he said was so face-to-face! It made Zhao Yun want to laugh.

Most of the people present were covered in black robes, and most of them had their faces changed. It was hard to tell what they looked like. It would be weird if they didn't look like strangers! God knows who is from whose family.

Zhuge Xuandao was not very calm. He kept looking at Zhao Yun since he sat down.

such a pity! His vision was limited. In other words, Zhao Yun's black robe was too strange. It blocked prying eyes and could not see his honor or cultivation.

"Old Taoist, being so low-key is not your style."

The fat old man also came, very consciously, and stuffed his butt between Zhao Yun and Zhuge Xuandao. He also changed his appearance, but his fat body was still so thick, and his vision was not low. He could recognize Zhuge, but he couldn't. Out of Zhao Yun.

There are many acquaintances.

After the fat old man, there were the purple-haired kid and Chi Yan. They all came here without going to so many seats. Especially the purple-haired kid, who was not ordinary. He even sat down to eat and take the refreshments on the table. Sweep most of it.

What are you doing!

Zhao Yun couldn't help but frown in his heart. They gathered together at the military store and even gathered together when they came to the auction. Is this a coincidence? It was intentional, how could you aim so accurately!

"That boy Zhao Yun didn't come?"

The fat old man put his hands in his hands, stroking his beard and looking left and right.

"If he hadn't come, I would have stood on my head and eaten shit."

The purple-haired child was speechless and kept talking. The people at the table, including Zhao Yun, couldn't help but glance sideways. Zhuge Xuandao and the fat old man were all touching their chins, wondering whether they should stuff this guy. Go to the latrine.

"It's free if you don't eat."

The little fat man also came, sitting in the front seat. Along with him was the little money fan who had sneaked out. The two of them were honest. They were not here to participate in the auction, but to eat. They could just sit there and eat. Take it as you eat.

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Zhao Yun secretly sighed. On this first floor alone, there were many Ksitigarbha realms, many at the peak level, all dressed up in strange ways, just to deceive others. If the moon god hadn't told him, he would not have known there were so many martial arts practitioners with advanced levels. No wonder Yang Xiong. Troops will be sent into the city, and many of them have gathered around the auction pavilion. This is an insurance policy. If there is a fight in the Ksitigarbha Realm, the commotion will not be small.

While talking, families from this city appeared one after another.

Zhao Yun saw the head of the Wang family and went straight to the second floor. As for the young master of the Wang family, Wang Yang, he entered the first floor wearing a black robe, hiding himself well.

For such a grand occasion, Liu Cangkong is indispensable.

That guy, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, looks like I am the best in the world.

Too many people curl their lips.

To be honest, I don't like him very much. A heavenly spirit appeared in his family and became a disciple of the Tianzong. If you can, don't ascend accidentally.

Speaking of Liu Ruyue, Zi Zai went up to the second floor.

After that, there are the big families, none of whom are hidden. Yan Kang, Han Ming and Yu Wenhao are among them. The corners of their mouths are slightly raised, they are smiling playfully, and their weapons are impressive. But when they see them, the world will always think of what happened yesterday, and they will be Please go and drink tea. Everyone is looking gray and gray. Compared with today, it is really a sharp contrast.

Yin Hun, the young master of the Black Flame Tribe, also arrived, but he entered the first floor.

Lin Xie, the young master of the Tianyang tribe, also arrived, but he only entered the first floor.

What a coincidence, the two of them were sitting at the same table.

Both of them have hidden their identities. They don't know who the other is. They don't know if these two talented people who already have hatred would start a fight on the spot if they knew the identity of the other.

A table not far away is also quite charming.

Sitting there are Qingyao and Youlan, both women disguised as men, drinking tea quietly, occasionally raising their eyes to look around, most of them are looking for the same person.

"quiet."

Amidst the noise, an old man came on the stage. He was known as Huang Yan, and everyone called him Old Man Huang. He was the manager of the auction pavilion. I heard that his background was related to Tianzong, and this auction pavilion was related to the royal family. As for the authenticity, it cannot be verified. .

Although he was in the Xuanyang realm, his words were still very effective.

The noisy auction pavilion was suddenly peaceful.

"We all know the rules, so I won't go into details. The auction begins."

Huang Yan was a resolute and resolute master. He didn't say a word and went straight to the auction. It was a long wooden box, which was carried up by two young men. At a glance, it was obvious that the contents of the box were very heavy. Average weight.

Under everyone's attention, the wooden box was opened.

There was a buzzing sound, sword energy was flying around, golden light was blooming, and flames were burning. The so-called flames should be the remaining fire breath during casting.

"Golden knife."

The eyes of the photographers lit up, especially those of the martial arts practitioners who specialize in the physical body. The eyes were the brightest. The knife was not so fierce. The aura of the knife was very intimidating. The physical body was not strong enough and could not lift the knife. It is the favorite of powerful martial arts cultivators. If it is slashed with one sword, it will kill people even if it does not kill them.

"If it was a lucky draw, the first lot would be so dazzling."

There was a lot of sighing, but it was expected. This is the consistent style of the auction house. Picking up a good treasure is the only way to get good luck.

Indeed, the atmosphere has already been heated up before filming has started.

There are already too many people who want to open their arms and fight, not to fight but to bid. When entering the auction hall, the competition is not who is stronger, but who has more money.

"The flaming golden sword is made of golden flame steel and weighs eight hundred kilograms."

The old man Huang Yan said leisurely, giving a brief introduction without going into details. Everyone present was open-minded and their vision was not low, so there was no need for him to say more.

"The base price is 10,000 taels. If the price increases, it shall not be lower than 1,000 taels."

Huang Yan's back was straight and his words were loud and resounded throughout the auction pavilion.

"Just in case."

"I like this sword very much. I will pay you fifteen thousand for it."

"Twenty thousand."

As soon as the reserve price was reported, the auction house became lively. The price of the Fiery Golden Knife shot up all the way. In just three or five seconds, it reached 20,000. This price alone killed a large number of people, not to mention casual cultivators. Even the families in this city cannot take it out at will.

"Good knife."

Zhao Yun's eyes were also gleaming. Compared with the Fiery Golden Sword, his Zixiao Sword was just a rag, but compared with Long Yuan! The level of the golden sword is far from enough. One is gold steel, the other is meteorite, and the materials for casting weapons are not of the same level.

"Good knife."

Zhuge Xuandao and the fat old man also said something casually, but in their opinion, it was only barely able to penetrate the eyes of the Dharma, and the material was far inferior to Zhao Yun's Long Yuan Sword.

"Thirty thousand."

"I'll give you thirty-five thousand, and I'll give you more if you have the guts."

"Thirty-five thousand is so loud? I'll make it up to 40,000 with you."

"You also have a rest, fifty thousand."

The auction of the Fiery Golden Knife was extremely fierce. Not only was the atmosphere lively, but the smell of gunpowder was also strong. Many bidders showed their true strength and were quite ready to fight.

"Fifty thousand taels, but there is still a price increase."

Huang Yan said calmly, glancing at the few talents who showed their true essence, the meaning in their eyes was very clear, if the auction is auction, if you want to fight, go and fight outside the city.

His words are still very intimidating.

Huangyan is not scary, but the auction pavilion is scary. If you want to put aside this trouble, unless you are in the Tianwu realm, as for Ksitigarbha and Xuanyang, it is better to sit calmly.

"But there's still a price increase."

Huang Yan closed his eyes and asked again, looking around the entire venue.

For a long time, no one said anything.

Fifty thousand taels of silver is not a small sum. An average martial artist may have never seen so much money in his life. It is also a huge amount of wealth for the family. The rich family can participate. However, they are not short of weapons, and the target It's not this knife either. There is a more dazzling treasure behind it.

At this point, the auction of the Fiery Golden Sword has finally come to an end.

Zhao Yun recognized the man who got the sword, but he was forgetting the old man. The old guy was also hiding on the first floor, pretending to be a young man. He got the golden sword and was very happy.

It's fun to be happy, but it also hurts.

For a knife, I lost half my life's savings.

"quiet."

On the stage, two young men had already carried away the golden knife, and placed it next to a jade box. Although it was sealed, it could not hide the fragrance of the elixir, which made the eyes of everyone present brighten. It was obvious that, What was placed inside was a pill.

"A bone-shaping pill, the base price is five thousand taels."

Huang Yan said calmly that any martial artist with a little common sense would clearly understand the power of this elixir. He didn't bother to introduce it, so he just started shooting without any nonsense.

"Six thousand."

"Eight thousand, I am determined to get this pill."

"Ten thousand."

The elixir! No matter how many patterns there are, they are all good things. Even if they exist, they are rarely sold. The auction pavilion should be one of the few ways to obtain elixirs.

Things are rare and valuable.

There are few alchemists, and pills are also scarce. They have always been expensive but not marketable.

Most of the people present basically came here for the elixir.

Because of this, this elixir is worth only three or five times, but it has been raised to thirty thousand taels.

Just like that, he was still running up.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and fell asleep. Yiwei Bone Shaping Pill, as the name suggests, is a bone-building pill. Those who are born with spiritual veins need this kind of pill to solidify their foundation. Most of the bidders this time are seniors, who are here to bid for it. For future generations.

This elixir is of no use to him.

Washing the Marrow and Changing the Muscle Meridian is much more powerful than the Bone Shaping Pill.

"forty thousand."

The last bidder was Lin Xie, who spoke plainly. It seemed that he was buying it for a junior member of the clan. The young master of a big clan was also bold enough.

"fifty thousand."

After Lin Xie, Yin Hun also spoke.

After they were done, the two of them attracted everyone's attention. They were sitting at the same table, but they were competing on the same stage. They were so close, so they wouldn't start a fight over a disagreement!

"Sixty thousand."

"Seventy thousand."

"Eighty thousand."

"Ninety thousand."

The two of them were very interesting, one was swinging the folding fan, the other was drinking tea leisurely; one was coming up against the wind, the other was up against the wind, and the prices were both mediocre.

"Definitely a wealthy family." Too many seniors were stroking their beards.

More people's hearts are pounding. Their money is only measured in taels; the money of wealthy people is measured in tens of thousands, and the measurement unit seems to be completely different.

"Normally, a wealthy family should have an alchemist."

Many people murmured that the competition for Yiwen Dan was so fierce.

"It's too simple to think."

The words of the elders are quite meaningful. More than 80% of the alchemists are either in the royal family or in the Tianzong, and those scattered among the people are basically the ninth-rate goods. If you ask them to make alchemy, the commission is not ordinary expensive, and it is not guaranteed. Those who can practice can be found, and examples like this have been common.

Therefore, this is a popular profession.

The prerequisite for an alchemist is fire. Even if you have it, you may not be able to become an alchemist. The real alchemy technique is not available among the people, and it is also monopolized by the royal family and the Tianzong. This is the reason why elixirs have a price but no market. Alchemy materials It's not expensive, but there are no elixirs in the world, and even elixirs are expensive.

In the same way, the same goes for the weapon refiner.

The royal family and the Tianzong are very domineering. They basically have a monopoly on both alchemy and weapon refining. The weapons and pills circulating in the world are all second-rate goods. The pills cannot be called elixirs, they are second-rate goods. Weapons cannot be called weapons because they are not forged by weapon refining techniques at all.

"Xiu'er, when will you teach me how to make alchemy?"

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart and looked at the Moon God eagerly.

"Wait for the fire from heaven."

Moon God said lazily, then closed his eyes to rest after finishing his work.