Wanjie Auction System

Soon, the monthly auction will start again, and a large number of high-ranking monks gathered in Qingyang City again, and Immortal Emperor Taihao arrived at the auction house on time with all the immortals.

"Please come inside!"

Hua An, Tantai Ziyu and others led the auction house to greet the guests at the door. The maids put tea and cakes on the table, and carried a hot water bottle, ready to refill the guests' cups at any time.

This water is boiled from spiritual spring water, paired with Wudao tea, the fragrance is overflowing, and the tea is fragrant, and the guests who drink Wudao tea for the first time are full of praise.

"In the past, there were only free melon seeds and nuts in this lobby, but now it is served with Lingmi cakes and century-old Enlightenment Tea. Boss Lin is so proud!"

"Not to mention, this pastry tastes really good, and it also has the taste of honey. The taste is mellow and soft, and the aftertaste is endless. It is commendable!"

A monk quietly stuffed pastries into his arms while talking.

"Hey, hey, there are only two plates of pastries for one table. It's not enough. It's a bit too much for you to eat and take!"

The monk at the same table noticed his small movements, stood up and criticized him righteously.

As soon as he got up, the other monks at the same table rushed forward and snatched the pastries on the plate.

Seeing that there was only one piece of pastry left, the monk who got up panicked and didn't care about accusing him, he just grabbed the piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Well, it's delicious, this honey seems to be the honey of the Hanyu Spirit Bee!"

The monk puffed up his cheeks and said with an incredulous expression.

"This is impossible, how could such a precious thing be made into a pastry!"

Immediately a monk spoke.

"The cold jade spirit bee grows on the iceberg and feeds on the nectar of wintersweet from the Tianshan Mountains. The honey it produces is a high-quality spiritual material that nourishes vitality and strengthens the foundation and vitality!"

"The pastries made with it, the entrance fee we paid is far from enough!"

"That's right, this is the honey of the Hanyuling bee. Three years ago, I secretly drank a cup of royal jelly made from the honey of the Hanyuling bee that my master treasured. It tastes exactly the same as the honey in this pastry. The honey flavor in the pastry is sweeter!"

The monk who was eating the pastry swallowed the pastry in his mouth, choked down with the tea, and said with certainty.

"This fellow Taoist is right, this pastry does contain honey from the Cold Jade Spirit Bee!"

Du Lala walked onto the auction stage at some point, and said with a smile to everyone.

As soon as Du Lala opened her mouth, no one questioned her anymore.

"Junior brother, you were the one who stole the master's royal jelly back then, so why didn't you admit it at the time, which caused the senior brother to face the wall for a month and was beaten three times by the master!"

"I, I saw the master was so angry at the time, I didn't dare to admit it, I went to the elder brother to apologize afterwards, and the elder brother also forgave me!"

"Eldest brother forgives you, but we haven't forgiven you. Your behavior is shameful. You must make a written self-criticism and clean the medicine garden for three months!"

"Ah? Three months, can it be less, one month is okay, I still have time to practice, and the Zongmen Grand Competition will be held in half a year!"

"........"

"It's nice to be young!"

In the private room, an old man looked at the young monks who were arguing in the hall, with a hint of envy and nostalgia in his eyes.

This old man is a Taoist of Tianzhang. He is an old antique with nine levels of cultivation and has lived for more than 500 million years. Although he is a casual cultivator, his status in the fairy world is not low. The situation is changing, even if Tai Hao is here, he must be courteous.

Taoist Tianzhao was also a famous man in his early years. He ventured into Mihun Ridge alone, went deep into the Miasma and Worm Cave, and finally came out alive. Everyone in the fairy world was shocked.

In his early years, Tian Mao traveled the fairy world with seven sworn brothers, and finally the eight joined forces to form the largest casual cultivator alliance in the fairy world, the yan (yan) sect, which took the meaning of flying dragons in the sky.

After millions of years of development, the Yan Sect has gradually gained a firm foothold in the fairy world. Eight immortal masters sit in command. During the heyday of the Yan Sect, it was not inferior to the Immortal Emperor Palace.

However, prosperity must decline, and things must turn against each other. When the Yizong was flourishing, the former sworn brothers had their own ideas, and they secretly fought for power and occupied the territory. Talking to a few brothers, trying to stabilize the situation, unfortunately had little effect.

Taoist Tianzhao was heartbroken. The former brothers, he did not expect to become so strange now. The lost Tianzhao left the Zongzong he founded and went to the Xisha Wasteland to practice in seclusion alone.

After Tian Mao left, there was no one in the Yanzong sect who could calm down the situation anymore, and the other seven elders did not make small moves behind their backs, and directly fought openly and persistently.

In the end, five of the seven elders died, and the remaining two were seriously injured and their foundations were damaged. As for the disciples, they lost nearly half, and the elite disciples lost more than [-]%. Make a move, wanting to carve up the sect.

So fifteen forces, big and small, formed an alliance army, and attacked Yanzong mightily.

The two elders were still seriously injured, but they were the opponents of these old foxes who had planned for a long time. After fighting for less than a hundred moves, they were slapped down with a palm and hit the ground heavily, life and death are unknown.

"stop!"

At the critical juncture, Taoist Tianzhao appeared in time, and the aura of the Seventh Layer of Immortal Venerables crushed the audience, and finally repelled all the forces that invaded the sect with his own power.

"Third brother, seventh brother!"

Taoist Tianzhao lowered his head to check the injuries of the two brothers.

"Why are there just the two of you, what about the other brothers?"

Tianyi asked.

"They, they all fell!"

The Seventh Elder said weakly, his words were full of guilt.

"What? What the hell is going on here?"

Tian Mao opened his angry eyes and asked sharply.

The Seventh Elder and the Third Elder told Tianmao about the infighting in detail, and they destroyed their dantians and died, but it was too late for Tianmao to stop it.

"My God, how could this be!"

Tian Mao knelt and sat in front of the corpses of the two elders, raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly, all the disciples present were moved.

Looking at the messy sect, Tian Mao was deeply saddened, and immediately announced that the sect was disbanded, and then disappeared.

When Taoist Tianzhu appeared again, it was the demons from outside the territory who invaded the fairyland. Taoist Tianzhu stepped forward to eliminate the demons and defend the way. After the demons dissipated, he continued to retreat without asking about world affairs.

Thinking about the past, Taoist Tianmao had tears flickering in his deep eyes, but in the end no tears fell.

"Ugh!"

Taoist Tianzhu let out a long sigh, and then he stopped talking, leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

"Everyone, be quiet for a while, be quiet for a while, the auction will start soon, please sit down in an orderly manner, fellow daoists!"

Hua An stood at the door and said loudly. As soon as the words came out, the hall fell silent instantly.