Chapter 115: The Battle of the Sword Bag
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"Oh?" Luo Zhen couldn't help but look at him a few more times when she saw that it was Yun Zheng again, she turned her head and asked, "Is there anyone else bidding?"
This time, it was no better than the unpopular long-distance teleportation array, and another male cultivator stood up and said, "Twenty thousand." ā
Yun Zheng looked over and said slowly: "Twenty thousand." ā
"Twenty-three thousand. "The man was wearing the costume of the Shaoyang Sect, and he looked like he was sworn to win.
Liu Qinghuan frowned. He thought about it for a moment, looked around the field, and his lips moved slightly.
Yun Zheng's face turned cold: "Twenty-four thousand." ā
"Twenty-five thousand. "The other party won't give an inch of land.
Yun Zheng stood with no expression on his face. With Liu Qinghuan's, he only had a total of 25,000 spirit stones on his body. Looking at the black translucent sword sac again, it seemed that he had no choice but to give up.
Yun Zheng sat down without saying a word, and the male cultivator of the Shaoyang Sect showed a proud expression of victory: "Luo Daoyou, this sword bag is my ......"
"Thirty thousand. Before he could finish, a cold voice interrupted him.
"Wow, 30,000 yuan! Good boy, I support you and continue to increase the price. Someone coaxed.
The male cultivator of the Shaoyang Sect looked over with a vicious look, and found that it was the disciple of the Wenshi Sect who was sitting next to the kid who was grabbing the sword bag with him just now, and his face became ugly. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Thirty thousand." ā
Liu Qinghuan stood up in Yun Zheng's stunned eyes and said indifferently: "Thirty-five thousand." ā
The sweat on the forehead of the Shaoyang Sect male cultivator dripped down, and he hesitated for a long time, causing the people around him to coax: "Do you want to increase the price quickly, what are you doing slowly." ā
"Three...... Thirty-six ......," the Shaoyang Sect male cultivator said with difficulty.
Liu Qinghuan was about to speak, Yun Zheng pulled his sleeve and shook his head.
Liu Qinghuan smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Forty thousand!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire hall exploded.
"Mother, 40,000! I can't stand my little heart. ā
The male cultivator of the Shaoyang Sect sat down with a dark face.
Luo Zhenqiao asked with a smile: "Is there anyone who has raised the price, no one has raised the price is this Taoist friend's." ā
No one made any more bids at the scene, Liu Qinghuan took the storage bag handed over by Yun Zheng and said, "Please wait." ā
He stepped out of his seat and came to the side of another Wenshi sect monk: "Senior Brother Yin, thank you!"
"Be polite to me!" Yin Ba said with a grin, he handed a storage bag containing fifteen thousand spirit stones to Liu Qinghuan: "Senior Brother Liu, it's good! I feel so good when I look at you from the Shaoyang Sect!"
"Haha!" Liu Qinghuan said with a smile: "Lingshi will have to wait until he returns to the sect before he can return to his senior brother." ā
Yin Ba waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, you can pay it back when you have it." ā
Liu Qinghuan nodded gratefully, returned to the stage, handed over the forty thousand spirit stones to Luo Zhen, and then picked up the sword bag and returned to his seat.
Yun Zheng took the sword bag he handed over with a complicated face, and finally sighed and said nothing.
Because of such a climax, the auction will be even more enthusiastic later. However, Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng don't have any spirit stones on their bodies, so they just want to watch the excitement.
The auction lasted until dawn, and everyone came out of the hall excited and tired.
Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng broke up at the intersection, and he said in a low voice: "You don't want to leave the station of Ziwei Sword Pavilion these days. ā
Yun Zheng nodded: "Well, I have my own measure." ā
However, in the afternoon of the same day, he ran to Liu Qinghuan's residence again and threw a storage bag to him.
Liu Qinghuan took it in surprise and found that there were 22,000 spirit stones inside. He smiled lightly, didn't shirk, only took out the wine and food, and the two of them ate and chatted.
The Jindan Zhenren finally finished tearing off all the skins two days later, and finally decided that the eleven sects would contribute resources to the spirit stones in proportion, and the four major sects would send people to major in the defensive measures of the Tai Chi Yin Yang Sealing Demon Great Array.
Although the seven small and medium-sized sects bleed a lot, they also won the qualification to send their own sect monks to the Broken Abyss Death Land every year in the future, which can be described as a great joy.
After the matter is negotiated, the sect will send another person to build it, and the Qi cultivation period monks here will go home.
At the beginning, some sects left the place of death in the broken abyss, and the Shaoyang faction, which was the farthest away, was the first to leave, and the Huangshan faction naturally accompanied it. Other sects also left.
Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng walked side by side on the desolate funeral tundra.
"I'm going back to Ziwei Sword Pavilion tomorrow. Yun Zheng said: "When I go back, I'm ready to hit the foundation." ā
Liu Qinghuan nodded, and asked with some concern, "No problem, right?"
"What could be the problem. Yun Zheng shrugged his shoulders and showed confidence: "It's you, I hope that the next time we meet, you have already built a successful foundation." ā
"Hopefully. Liu Qing said with a smile.
Yun Zheng hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Did Mu Yinyin come to say goodbye to you before leaving?"
Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed, and he kicked away the stones at his feet before saying, "No." It was originally a meeting in Pingshui, why did you come to say goodbye to me. ā
Yun Zheng glanced at him a few times: "It's best if you think like this." ā
Liu Qinghuan turned his head to look at the gray sky, feeling a little melancholy and a little relaxed. Turning back, he had regained his indifference: "It's just a coincidence." It's someone who doesn't exist in the first place, and even if someone looks the same, it's a different person. ā
Yun Zheng left with the people of Ziwei Sword Pavilion the next day, and the Wen Shi Sect also embarked on the journey home on the third day.
Nothing to say all the way. A month later, the spirit ship landed in front of the Taiyi Palace, and the eighty-seven surviving disciples of the Wenshi Sect were taken to the side hall, and each of them was given a jade bottle and rewarded with two thousand sect contribution points.
The hearts of the disciples finally fell into their stomachs. They were worried all the way, afraid that the sect would cancel the reward of Tsukidan because of this corpse change.
Everyone smiled, just glanced at it and hurriedly put it away.
Xuanbo and others came over to say goodbye to Liu Qinghuan. After experiencing life and death together, everyone's friendship has increased a lot, and they all agree to come and go often in the future.
On the way to Zhulin Mountain, Bai Fengming curiously asked Liu Qinghuan about the corpse.
Bai Fengming also reached the third floor of the dungeon at that time, but he was dragged to the cave by a group of yin spiders, although he also experienced a lot of dangers, but he was lucky to escape the capture of the corpse general.
The two chatted all the way, parted hands at the intersection, and Liu Qinghuan flew back to Zizhu Courtyard.
It's only been a few months since I left, and everything in the Zizhu courtyard is as usual, and the courtyard is still very clean because of the dust removal array.
Liu Qinghuan released the little hoofed horned beast, walked to the quiet room at the back, arranged the four elephant gossip array, and then took out the jade bottle that had just been distributed by the sect.
Uncorked the bottle, the mouth of the bottle was facing down, and a dark green elixir with spiritual power fell on his palm.
This is the famous Tsukidan!
His eyes warmly took Tsukidan to his eyes and took a closer look.
I saw that the dark green pill was the size of a dragon's eye, and there were some small patterns like meridians on the surface, all over the pill. The refreshing fragrance continues to emanate, just smell it and feel a hundred times more refreshed.
Putting away Tsukidan with satisfaction, Liu Qinghuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and entered the sea of knowledge.