Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

Just when everyone was gearing up.

In the No. 1 box of the auction hall, there was a gloomy voice.

Disciples of the Ye family in Cangzhou, please give me some face. I, the Ye family, would like to thank you fellow Taoists.

The voice just fell.

The auction hall suddenly became audible.

In box number seven.

Chen Daoxuan only felt a strange atmosphere brewing in the auction hall, completely no longer the harmonious fiery atmosphere just now.

on the auction block.

When the old man of the Zhou family heard this, his complexion immediately became gloomy, but he seemed to be afraid, as if he dared not speak out.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the voice in the No. 1 box sounded again: In this case, Ye Mou thanked everyone for your love.

The cultivator of the Ye family proudly cupped his hands and said triumphantly, Ten thousand spirit stones!

The old man of the Zhou family on the auction stage looked ugly, but due to the rules, he still said in a deep voice: The guests in Box No. 1 bid 10,000 spirit stones. Is there anyone else who bid higher?

He asked several times in a row, but no one answered.

Seeing the old man of the Zhou family keep asking, the cultivator of the Ye family in the No. 1 box became a little impatient, and urged: Fellow Daoist Zhou, please hurry up, didn't you see that everyone gave up bidding?

The old man of the Zhou family ignored him and continued to ask questions there.

At this moment, the expression of the Ye Family Foundation Establishment cultivator completely changed.

He wanted to have an attack, but he seemed to be concerned that this was the territory of the Zhou family, so he could only suppress his unhappiness.

In box number seven.

Chen Daoxuan suddenly heard a quick gasp beside him, he turned around, and saw the thirteenth uncle Chen Xianhe's face was ferocious, with a look of choosing someone to devour on his face.

Uncle Thirteen, what's wrong with you?

Chen Daoxuan said earnestly.

Ye Family! Ye Family!

Chen Xianhe moaned in pain, like a madman.

Chen Daoxuan had never seen Uncle Thirteen, who was always amiable in front of him, show such killing intent.

He seemed to understand something, turned his head to look in the direction of the No. 1 box, and said in a deep voice, My Chen family has enmity with Cangzhou Ye family?

Vengeance! Bloody hatred!

Chen Xianhe's eyes were red, his eyes were cracked, and he gritted his teeth.

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan made a decision in his heart.

Just when he was about to make a bid.

A rough voice sounded from the No. 6 box next to it: Wait a minute, who said no one bid? I bid eleven thousand and one spirit stones!

Hearing these arrogant words, the stagnant atmosphere in the auction hall was completely broken.

Twelve thousand and one spirit stones!

Fellow daoists, think about it clearly, do you really choose to be an enemy of my Ye family?

Seeing this situation, the cultivator of the Ye family in the No. 1 box became anxious and threatened in public.

At this time.

The rough voice in box No. 6 sounded again: Hey, old man of the Zhou family, this person is always threatening us, don't you care about the Zhou family?

heard the words.

The old man of the Zhou family suppressed a smile and said, Please also invite the guests in Box No. 1 to follow the rules of this auction house, otherwise I will have to invite you out.

Inside compartment one.

Ye Xiuchen's face turned red, his whole body was filled with real energy, as if he was about to strike in the next second. As the largest cultivating family in Cangzhou, when had the Ye family been so humiliated.

But thinking that this is Guang'an Mansion, and thinking of the embarrassing situation of the Ye family these years, Ye Xiuchen had to endure it.

Thirteen thousand spirit stones!

According to the rules of the auction, he offered a price that made his heart ache.

Fourteen thousand and one spirit stones!

you…

Hearing the disgusting sound of bidding in Box No. 6, Ye Xiuchen couldn't bear it any longer, stood up abruptly, and the power of the Foundation Establishment cultivator broke out completely.

Affected by this power, Chen Daoxuan, who was sitting in the No. 7 box, only felt a huge sense of panic emerge from the bottom of his heart.

How can this be?

Chen Daoxuan was a little unbelievable. He knew that his strength was far from the opponent of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, but he did not expect that he could not even bear the momentum of the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This is too exaggerated!

Chen Daoxuan thought to himself that although his cultivation was only at the fourth level of qi refining, his strength was definitely not weak among qi refining monks, and he could even be regarded as the top level.

The Flying Snow Sword, a high-grade magic weapon of the first rank, the Wind Chasing Sword Art of the perfect state, and the Rain-covering Sword Art of the Dacheng state.

In terms of explosive power alone, Chen Daoxuan definitely belongs to the top level among the monks in the Qi refining period. The only shortcoming is that it is not durable enough.

Even so, he couldn't even bear the aura of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, let alone a head-on confrontation between the two.

Chen Daoxuan reckoned that if the two really fought, the Foundation Establishment cultivator would most likely kill him instantly with a single strike.

He couldn't help feeling a little scared when he thought that he actually wanted to intervene in the battle for the foundation-builder monks just now.

No matter how safe Guang'an Mansion is, if this Ye Family cultivator became angry and killed himself on the spot, the Zhou family would kill this Ye Family Foundation Establishment cultivator for the sake of a little Chen Family cultivator?

I'm afraid not necessarily.

After all, the Ye family is the largest cultivating family in Cangzhou, and the ancestor of the family is a genuine Jindan monk.

How dare the Zhou family provoke such a great enemy for him?

In the end, the Zhou family suppressed the matter as if nothing happened.

As for the life and death of a little monk of the Chen family, who would care?

Thinking of this, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help but feel cold. Although he didn't know what the Chen family and Ye family had any grudges with, he presumably had something to do with the twelve immortal monks who died fifty years ago in the Chen family's battle.

Between thoughts.

There was a new change in the scene.

What? Is this the character of the cultivator of the Ye family? Can't afford the price and want to buy it by force?

In the No. 6 box, the rough voice sounded again, accompanied by an aura even more terrifying than Ye Xiuchen.

Ye family boy, others are afraid of you Ye family, but I am not afraid of Lei Zhen!

Foundation-building seven-story monk!

It's actually a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!

...

As the two men's swords were on the verge of breaking out, the auction hall suddenly became chaotic.

Ye Xiuchen sensed the other party's cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment, and panic flashed in his eyes.

But I thought that this is Wanxinghai, the Zhou family's Guang'an Mansion, not the chaotic battlefield of Izumo Kingdom.

Ye Xiuchen let go of his heart slightly again, and he said sternly, Hmph! No wonder the monks from Yunguo call me monk Wan Xinghai an overseas brutal cultivator, it's really vulgar!

As everyone knows, this map cannon completely angered the Foundation Establishment cultivators present.

Chen Daoxuan found that even one or two Qi refining monks joined the bidding.

The incident has turned into a complete farce until now.

Ye Xiuchen knew in his heart that he would not be able to buy the Zhou family's water spirit beads today no matter what.

Hmph! My Ye family has learned how Guang'an Mansion treats guests today, and I, Ye Xiuchen, will keep this humiliation in mind!

After speaking, he shook his hands and left in anger.

Seeing the leaves of the cultivator of the Ye family, everyone cheered like a triumphant soldier.

Go away! What a piece of shit Ye Family cultivator!

The trash who fled in fear of war, dares to come to my Guang'an mansion to play wild!

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Hearing the accusations from many Foundation Establishment cultivators in the auction hall, Ye Xiuchen turned pale and said nothing.