Mortal Seeking Immortal

Hearing this, Ye Zhou thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, you can take me directly to Wanbao Auction House. I have other important things."

Ye Zhou knew that not everything could be consigned at Wanbao Auction House. Cultivators who wanted to consign items had to bring the items they wanted to consign to a specialist at Wanbao Auction House for identification half an hour before the auction started. Only if they think that what you put out is worthy of bidding, they will let your items be put on their auction.

There was no words all the way, and soon the two of them arrived at the entrance of Wanbao Auction House. The place was already crowded with people. Many cultivators came here early in the morning to queue up. There were even many cultivators who took the opportunity to sell the goods they brought on the spot. thing.

Ye Zhou looked curiously at the Wanbao Auction House in front of him, where the Dawu Dynasty, Shengyun Kingdom, and Donglin Kingdom had signed an end-of-war treaty.

Wanbao Auction House looks like a magnificent palace-style three-story building from the outside. This building occupies most of the street. There are two imposing sapphire lions as tall as one person standing at the door. Behind the jade lions are There is a closed door, and the cultivators who came to participate in the auction are lined up in front of this door.

There are some immortal cultivators in uniform uniforms standing in a neat row in front of the gate. Most of these immortal cultivators are at the sixth level of Qi training.

The word "宝" is embroidered on the left shoulder of their clothes. They are sent by Wanbao Auction House to maintain order. Once they find someone disrupting order, these people will immediately go out to drive away the disruptor and deprive them of participating in the event. qualification for the auction.

Ye Zhou looked around and couldn't find where to identify the items.

Ma San asked from the side: "May I ask, sir, are there any items that need to be put up for auction?"

Ye Zhou nodded: "Do you know where Wanbao Auction House authenticates items?"

Ma San said hurriedly: "The villain has lived in Pingsha City since he was a child, so he naturally knows it. Sir, please just follow the villain."

After Ma San finished speaking, he took Ye Zhou around to the side of Wanbao Auction House. He saw a small door opened here. On the left and right of the small door stood a fifth-level Qi practitioner guarding the place. Some people wearing different clothes were guarding the place. The cultivators were entering and exiting from the small door.

Ma San stopped outside the small door and said to Ye Zhou: "Sir, this is where Wanbao Auction House identifies items. Sir, please go in. I will wait for you outside the door."

Ye Zhou entered the small door. After turning a few corners, his vision suddenly dimmed. Five doors with black curtains appeared in front of him. There was a frame on the left hand side outside the door. Inside the frame were some isolation auras. The masks all have the same appearance. Everyone who comes in here picks up a mask and puts it on to hide their faces.

Like them, Ye Zhou picked up a mask and put it on. When he was hesitating which door to choose, suddenly a figure walked out of the second door. The person walked out and cursed in a low voice: "What?" Wanbao Auction House, I think they are all a bunch of blind idiots who can’t even recognize the treasures!”

After saying that, he spat on the ground. Ye Zhou walked straight into the second door without thinking.

As soon as the black curtain behind him fell, Ye Zhou felt that the room was completely isolated from the outside.

There is a long carved wooden table in the room. Sitting on the chair behind the wooden table is a very frail middle-aged man with a third level of Qi training. However, this middle-aged man is obviously not in a good mood at this time. Ye Zhou When I think of the person who went out just now, I know that before I came in, the two of them must have had some quarrel.

Seeing Ye Zhou come in, the middle-aged man said rudely and coldly: "Our Wanbao Auction House is not a place that collects garbage. If you want to fool me with some worthless things, then I advise you, you can do it now. Leave, nothing can deceive my eyes."

After hearing what the frail man said, Ye Zhou didn't feel angry. He just calmly took out two wooden boxes from the storage bag and threw them on the table.

Ye Zhou said calmly: "Then take it and take a look to see if it's garbage."

Most of the people who come in and out of this place on weekdays are casual cultivators with no money or power. The cultivators with some influence have dedicated people to receive them, and it is not the turn of people like weak men to receive them.

Ye Zhou was not wearing the clothes of the Blood Spirit Sect at this time. The weak man naturally regarded Ye Zhou as an ordinary cultivator. Seeing Ye Zhou's attitude, his face became extremely ugly on the spot. He made up his mind that if Ye Zhou dared to take something worthless, If you want to fool yourself with something, you will definitely call someone to take off Ye Zhou's mask soon, throw Ye Zhou out of the door, and let him be embarrassed in front of the monks outside.

Looking at the two extremely poor wooden boxes in front of him, the frail man grabbed one of the wooden boxes with contempt on his face.

What good things can be in this ordinary wooden box?

Opening the wooden box at will, a strong medicinal fragrance emanated from the wooden box. The moment the frail man smelled the medicinal fragrance, the expression on his face paused. He looked at the wooden box in his hand in disbelief and mouthed. Li was shocked and said: "This...this is actually the Millennium Moon Grass!"

The frail man hurriedly checked the moongrass in the wooden box carefully and confirmed that it was undoubtedly a thousand-year moongrass. However, he could not tell the specific year of the moongrass with his eyesight.

The frail man eagerly opened the other wooden box, and sure enough, there was also a thousand-year-old moongrass inside.

Moongrass is an important medicinal material for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill. It is very popular in the market. Those that are five hundred years old can be sold for high prices, let alone those that are more than a thousand years old.

The weak man looked at Ye Zhou, and then at the two Moon-Watching Grasses in his hand. He thought that it was impossible for Ye Zhou to get the Millennium Moon-Watching Grasses as a casual cultivator. These two Millennium Moon-Watching Grasses might be stolen goods that Ye Zhou obtained by some shady means.

He thought about it and remembered that a manager of Wanbao Auction House died on duty last month. There was news that someone would be selected from among them to take over the position of the manager.

The weak man learned that someone had secretly given benefits to the higher-ups, and he also found a way. It was a pity that the person he found had too high standards, and ordinary things were not in his eyes. If he gave these two Moon-Watching Grasses to that person, wouldn’t the position of manager be in his pocket?

Thinking of this, the frail man's face darkened, and he asked coldly: "Where did you get these two Moon-Watching Grasses?"

Ye Zhou, who was standing opposite the frail man, saw the frail man's eyes flickering, and heard the frail man's words, and immediately understood that this frail man actually wanted to steal his two Moon-Watching Grasses!

Thinking of this, Ye Zhou sneered in his heart and said in a deep voice: "You are so bold that you dare to ruin the reputation of Wanbao Pavilion. Where you got it is none of your business. I have never heard that Wanbao Auction House has the rule of tracing the source of customers' items!"