Bai Yi's calmness made Wang He feel admired in his heart, and the other dozen or so Cangyun disciples were also greatly admired.

If you put yourself in their shoes, if their own heads were really priced at 10,000 spirit stones, I am afraid that they would flee back to the sect as soon as possible, how could they be like Bai Yi, swaggering down the street, and going to a crowded auction.

This is a master who is not afraid of death, this is the conclusion given to Bai Yi by a group of Cangyun disciples.

Ni Qiuyu knew Bai Yi's stubborn temper, and persuaded all the way to no avail, so she had to follow Bai Yi into the auction on West Street in the town worriedly.

The auction on the west street of the town is set up in a huge wooden house, this wooden house is not much different from a temple, don't look at the outside is all wood, but the inside is actually magnificent, the roof of the shed hangs hundreds of night pearls the size of a dragon's eye, the wooden house is illuminated as bright as day, in addition to a wide wooden platform in the center, there are wide boxes all around, the box is covered with a thick white carpet, a large table made of sandalwood, there is a pot of obviously valuable spirit wine, for the guests to drink.

Such a luxurious arrangement makes this auction hall look mysterious and extraordinary, if the owner of this auction hall is a low-level monk, I am afraid that no one will believe it, at least it takes a Jindan monk to establish such a huge auction place in a short period of time.

Although the spirit wine in the box can be drunk casually, it costs spirit stones to enter the box, which is not much, and each box only needs fifty spirit stones.

Don't look at fifty spirit stones, it's not much, but there are hundreds of boxes in this auction hall, if all of them are full. That's five thousand spirit stones.

The town auction is held once a day, and each time it is full. Just the cost of collecting spirit stones for the box every day is surprising enough. Five thousand a day, ten thousand in two days.

Of course, there were many free seats for the auction, all around the wooden platform, but any monk of some status would never crowd into the hall.

Fifty spirit stones were nothing to Bai Yi, and after paying the fee, Ni Qiuyu, Wang He, and more than a dozen Cangyun disciples all followed into the box, anyway, the box was big enough. It seems very loose to pretend to be a dozen people.

When Bai Yi walked into the auction hall, dozens of unkind eyes were already looking at him, the head of ten thousand spirit stones really made many monks excited, especially those who had no sect and no sect.

I have to say that although the Seven Evil Gates are arrogant, the speed of doing things is still very fast, and during the time Bai Yi walked to West Street, his portraits and bounties have been floating all over the town. It's no wonder that the disciples of the Seven Evil Sect who were responsible for distributing Bai Yi's portraits didn't send them at all, but threw them away. Even some tree branches have portraits of Bai Yi hanging on them, which looks very weird.

On the north street of the town, a group of monks dressed as children of a family walked through the street. These people are all dressed in gold and silver, and they look extravagant. The leader is a strong man. He looks five big and three thick, but he is extremely rich and rich, and he looks not much different from a landlord.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

At the corner of the street, a man dressed as a subordinate rushed over, holding a portrait that had just floated to South Street, came to the strong man, and said flatteringly: "Young master, you see, the Seven Evil Sect has offered a reward for a person's head, which is worth ten thousand spirit stones!"

"Oh, when did the Seven Evil Sects become so generous. The strong man looked like he was on top of the sky, and his eyes were about to tilt to the sky, and some monks who passed by here basically walked around these people.

The arrogant strong man does have the qualifications to be arrogant, the eldest son of the Xiuzhen family, so that he is destined to have the status of more than 10,000 people from the beginning of his birth.

"Ten thousand spirit stones are a life, if it is a foundation building monk, this deal will be accepted by Young Master Ben. ”

The strong man didn't even look at the portrait, so he said so wildly, and the monks behind him echoed one after another, no one discussed how to kill the person in the bounty, but discussed what to exchange for after getting 10,000 spirit stones, some people said to exchange for some spirit pills, some people said to exchange for a superb magic weapon, and some even encouraged to go to Baihualou to find a girl.

It's just 10,000 spirit stones, in fact, Mu Wu didn't look at it, with his status as the eldest young master of the Mu family, how could he care about 10,000 spirit stones, he just wanted to let the brothers of the same clan behind him share some benefits.

It's just a killing, the Mu family doesn't mind, but when Mu Wu took the portrait with disdain, and after taking a look, his hand suddenly shook, and then the portrait with Bai Yi's face was blown away by a gust of wind, and flew into the distance fluttering, and when the paper shook, Mu Wu seemed to see that in the portrait, a bloodthirsty sneer hung on the corner of Bai Yi's mouth.

"Blow it away, young master, don't worry, anyway, half of the town is full of that portrait, and there will be more in a while. The Mu family just now looked at the distant portrait and said.

"It's just 10,000 spirit stones, this kind of fart business can be done by our Mu family?" Mu Wu's throat rolled unconsciously, and said, "Could it be that your young master lacks 10,000 spirit stones?

After that, Mu Wu led a group of children of the family to a restaurant, looking still arrogant, but no one knew the secret words in the heart of the eldest young master of the Mu family.

10,000 spirit stones want Bai Yi's head? Dream it, give me a million spirit stones and don't do it!

In the box of the auction hall, Bai Yi and a few people sat around the table, the original pot of spirit wine has become ten pots, and all kinds of delicacies are even more on the table, not counting food, the value of ten pots of spirit wine alone is more than three hundred spirit stones.

Not only is there an auction in the auction hall, but if the guests want to eat and drink, they will immediately come to greet them, as long as they can afford to pay for the spirit stones, there is no problem with drinking for half a month.

Bai Yi and Ni Qiuyu and Wang He are not outside, but the other disciples are not very familiar, and people can stand up for the love of the same family, how can Bai Yi be stingy and take advantage of the opportunity of the auction to entertain a few fellow disciples.

"Senior Brother Bai has broken the bank, the spirit wine here is not cheap. Wang He laughed, picked up the spirit wine in front of him and drank it all.

"You brothers and sisters can help each other on the street, how can Bai Yi be stingy, today is the east, you have a good drink. Bai Yi said with a smile, the previous sharpness was long gone, and he looked approachable at this time.

"Senior Brother Bai, don't worry, a few of us have been by your side these days, the Seven Evil Sects are really too deceitful!" a young Cangyun disciple said slightly drunk, and the others immediately agreed.

Between the same sect, there may be intrigue in the sect, but once they meet outside, it will be like the love of the window, unless the festival is quite deep, otherwise most of them will help, which is also the original intention of the establishment of the Xiuzhen sect, otherwise, everyone is scattered and cultivated, and they are left to fend for themselves, and they don't need to worry about others.

Ni Qiuyu didn't drink a few glasses of spiritual wine, the worry on her face did not subside, but became heavier and heavier, she said worriedly: "Xiao Qisha has always been known for being ruthless, you are not afraid of those scattered cultivators, you should also be careful of those seven people, none of them are simple." ”

Seeing that Ni Qiuyu's worries came from the bottom of his heart, Bai Yi nodded lightly and said, "Senior sister, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, even if I am defeated, if I want to leave, they can't stop me." ”

Getting Bai Yi's way to deal with it, Ni Qiuyu relieved her heart, in fact, she was the person who shouldn't worry about Bai Yi the most, whether it was the green lark that was comparable to the flying speed of the magic weapon, or the wind and thunder sword array that Bai Yi displayed in Killing Mapo, it was definitely not an ability that an ordinary foundation building monk could have, but Ni Qiuyu, who was concerned about it, only thought about Bai Yi's safety, and had long forgotten all kinds of strange methods of her junior brother.

ps: Thank you for the red tip, thank you. (To be continued.) )