I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Originally, Tang Rui was still polite to Jin Yulu, but seeing Jin Yulu's arrogance, his expression turned cold.

"We don't care if anyone dares to compete with you, but the rules of the Temple of the God of Wealth cannot be broken," Tang Rui said in a deep voice.

He has always been good-tempered and kind to others, and he is rarely so stubborn.

But Jin Yulu wanted to break the rules of the Temple of Wealth, so he had to be tough.

"Are you rejecting me?" Jin Yulu took a step forward, he was covered with dazzling golden light, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body, and behind him was the phantom of a golden holy lion, slowly emerging.

Everyone here felt the tremendous oppression, and their faces were pale.

"Little friend, why get angry, please wait for a few more days for the sake of the God of Wealth Hall."

At the same time, the voices of an old man who was secretly guarding the manor from the Ninth Heaven of Creation Realm appeared from all directions.

The aura on Jin Yulu's body was instantly suppressed a lot.

"Hmph! Since your God of Wealth Palace attaches so much importance to this broken rule, then the prince will wait a few more days."

After pondering for a while, Jin Yulu didn't dare to have any regrets with the Ninth Heavenly Layer powerhouse in the Creation Realm, and could only snort coldly: "Anyway, the aura of the holy artifact is in my pocket no matter what."

After all, he didn't stay here for long and left here.

Originally, the banquet was very lively, but because of Jin Yulu's visit, the atmosphere became much more depressing, and everyone left one after another.

After all, most of them came here for the aura of the sacred artifact. Now that the Golden Jade Rhythm has arrived, they have almost no ability to fight for it, and they are inevitably very disappointed.

If it wasn't for three more days, the auction would start, and they might have left Chaoyang City directly.

Tang Rui's complexion was also very ugly. A banquet he held was originally good, but in the end it was ruined by Jin Yuru.

But he also had no choice but to tear himself apart from Jin Yulu.

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The three days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day when the auction would be held.

In the evening, located three hundred miles south of Chaoyang City, the Yunjing Villa built along the river was brightly lit, and there was a lot of traffic in front of the gate, and there was an endless stream of visitors, making it very lively.

Almost all of them are elders of the ancient spiritual domain, major sects, or the arrogance of the Holy Land, with extraordinary identities.

Tang Jin, the master of the Temple of the God of Wealth in the Ancient Lingyu, was at the gate of the manor, welcoming the people who came to the auction with a smile on his face.

When he saw Tang Rui bringing Qin Feng, he immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"This must be Mr. Qin!" Because Qin Feng gave some Buddhist scriptures to Tang Rui and asked the Temple of Wealth to sell them, so he knew Qin Feng.

Although he hadn't seen it before, Qin Feng was so handsome that he recognized it immediately.

"Hall Master, you are being polite." Qin Feng said with a light smile.

"Haha... The Buddhist scriptures that Mr. Qin sold last time brought me a lot of fame in the Temple of the God of Wealth. I still want to thank Mr. Qin when I have time."

As Tang Jin said, he handed over a purple-gold card, and said, "I hope Mr. Qin will not dislike the VIP card of the Temple of Wealth."

"Then thank you very much." Qin Feng did not refuse.

After all, the Temple of the God of Wealth is the largest chamber of commerce in the entire Eternal Continent, and it has branch halls in various regions. Maybe he will go shopping sometime.

This VIP card can save him a lot of trouble.

Afterwards, Qin Feng and Tang Rui walked together and entered the Yunjing Villa.

There are pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions, and the scenery is more beautiful.

Along the way, Qin Feng and the others attracted a lot of attention.

Not only because he is too handsome, walking in the manor is like a Confucian scholar walking out of a picture scroll.

It was also because Chu Xianxian was the best among girls, both in appearance and figure.

It was hard not to notice the two of them.

Especially those women from the Holy Land, their eyes lit up when they looked at Qin Feng, the attractiveness of this fairy posture was really too great.

However, because Tang Rui was with them, these people knew that Qin Feng and Chu Xianxian were distinguished guests, so they didn't bother them.

The entire Yunjing Villa is very large, and Tang Rui took the two of them for a long time before they came to a large hall.

"The auction will be held here." Tang Rui said to Qin Feng.

As he spoke, he led them into the hall.

The inside is very spacious and luxurious, several stone pillars have purple light flowing, they are actually made of precious Ziyang stone, and the patterns of gods and animals carved on them are also lifelike.

There are not many seats here, only a few hundred. Being able to sit here and participate in the auction is also a status symbol.

But now the place is empty, and the people who come are talking all over the manor.

"How long will it take for the auction to start?" Qin Feng asked after taking his seat.

"There is still an hour, you insist on coming so early, why don't you go out?" Tang Rui complained.

"No need, just wait here!" Qin Feng said.

He wanted to see if the person who arranged the tenth-order killing array would come to the auction.

In the following time, people who were talking outside entered here one after another.

There are elders of various sects and families, as well as Tianjiao from the holy land, and of course there are some casual cultivators that almost no one knows.

The ancient spiritual domain is so vast and boundless, and there are so many casual cultivators. Even the Feng family and Dayan Holy Land don't know much about these casual cultivators, but the Temple of the God of Wealth knows which casual cultivators are powerful and which ones because they often do business with them. Possesses a large number of spirit stones.

It is possible to send out invitations to those casual repairs based on the auction items accurately.

"Eh... Those two bald heads actually have a faint halo behind their heads!" Chu Xianxian exclaimed suddenly.

Qin Feng looked over and saw two middle-aged monks, their bodies were glowing with golden light, and there was a faint halo behind their bald heads, which looked very strange.

"It was condensed by the power of faith. It seems that these two monks have many followers." Qin Feng glanced and said calmly.

"Brother Qin Feng knows a lot!" The admiration in Chu Xianxian's beautiful eyes became more obvious.

When Tang Rui saw this, he shook his head secretly, and said in his heart: She is still too young to know that Qin Feng knows a lot about this, so it is not a good thing for her.

At this moment, Tang Rui seemed to understand why Qin Feng didn't have much interest in the women in Misty Palace.