I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

"There is a saying in the secrets of the Shangguan family that many juniors have died young for no reason, and Shangguan Ye is among them."

"It turns out that this rumor was not spread through false rumors."

"We thought that Fifth Senior Brother was thinking of some way to escape..."

The three senior brothers muttered and talked a lot as if they were pouring beans out of the bamboo tube.

Su Zuo's spirit was strong enough, but he was also really dizzy.

Meng Ye suddenly said: "Whatever you are interested in, I will send someone back to the sect. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Hearing this, the chaotic sound in Su Zuo's ears suddenly stopped.

Su Zuo happened to turn to the second half of the auction album.

Without thinking, she pointed at the page and said, "Brother, I want to see this with my own eyes."

Of course, Fifth Senior Brother was not the bullied alchemy cultivator she had imagined.

But he is an alchemy cultivator after all.

Now that the fifth senior brother is obviously going to cause something big, Su Zuo can't just settle down and run away.

In Su Zuo's impression of the plot, the fifth senior brother was killed by a remnant soul residing in his body.

She was sure that Meng Ye had a close relationship with the Shangguan family precisely because the remnant soul was the head of the Shangguan family, and his hatred for Meng Ye was real.

If the fifth senior brother really left hidden dangers in this revenge, even if Su Zuo couldn't solve it himself, he would still find a way to stay and call for reinforcements.

Miyagawa secretly sighed with sincerity: "Well done."

The other two people also breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Ye looked at the position of the younger junior sister's fingers in silence.

Su Zuo took a closer look and realized that it was an alchemy cauldron.

Isn't this a joke?

She doesn't know how to make elixirs.

Su Zuo tilted his finger and added, "And this one, this one also suits my eyes very well."

This is a set of magic tools after all.

If you want to see this object, you have to wait until the second half of the auction.

Meng Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Do you have to see it?"

Su Zuo said confidently: "You're here, senior brother."

After hearing this reason that didn't make sense at all, Meng Ye could only give up and said with some helplessness, "Okay."

His junior brother is not very smart, but he is afraid of him and is obedient at least.

There is really nothing he can do if he encounters someone who is not afraid of him.

Perhaps because Meng Ye had already determined the outcome of the Shangguan family, he saw through the intentions of his junior brothers and sisters, but said nothing more.

As long as he can provide shelter, it's not a bad idea to gain some insights.

In the private room, only Meng Ye sat relaxedly, as if he was really concentrating on watching the auction.

The three junior brothers all carried their own swords intentionally or unintentionally, and were obviously very vigilant.

Su Zuo was a little distracted, so he took out the knife.

It was the unsheathed sword that accompanied her in the Valley of Trials day and night.

There was a spiritual fruit in the fruit plate on the table. Su Zuo took one and with his knife idle, he simply started peeling the fruit's skin.

Yan Weiran turned his head and glanced: "Xiaojiu, don't you ask Fourth Senior Brother to scabbard it?"

Su Zuo thought for a moment: "There hasn't been much opportunity to put the sword into its sheath recently."

Yan Weiran: "..."

I almost didn't realize that Junior Sister was in the Trial Valley recently.

In a training room with no time limit, Su Zuo can develop a posture that means there is no tomorrow. If he encounters a time-limited training room, he probably won't need to rest.

Yan Weiran glanced at the sword sympathetically: "Which one on the list of famous swords is this?"

It's obviously not simple, but I can't tell the calendar.

Su Zuo finished peeling the spirit fruit with a long knife and took a bite: "No, it doesn't even have a name."

Now the fruit knife.

I don’t know where Shenzong found it.

Speaking of the name, Su Zuo suddenly had a thought in his mind and whispered: "It's called 'Reward the Immortal'."

Reward immortals.

He actually said it.

"The Art of Rewarding Immortals from the Ancient Times" is a legacy that she cannot express in her mouth. Even if she wanted to make insinuations and ask others, she would not be able to say it. Unexpectedly, it would be possible to name the sword.

She looked at her senior brothers and found that they heard her but had no special reaction.

Mu Yuzhou commented: "It's a nicer name than that of Pixiu."

Su Zuo: "..."

"Senior brother, have you ever heard of a sword with the same name?"

Even if it's not a sword, if this technique has ever become famous, maybe the senior brothers will know about it.

"No."

Meng Ye also shook his head.

Fengzhou knows how to buy what he likes. Most of the items sold at the auction are rare elixirs and alchemy recipes, and occasionally there are a few items passed down by a family of alchemists.

There are very few talented alchemists, and high-level elixirs are even scarcer resources.

When facing a prestigious alchemy family, even monks with a few levels of wealth and power must be polite.

The treasures leaked from these aristocratic families are not commonplace. Whether they are magic weapons or heavenly materials and earthly treasures, they are all eye-catching.

The atmosphere in the auction house was fiery.

"eighteen thousand!"

"Eighteen thousand one hundred."

"Nineteen thousand!"

There was a moment of silence in the venue, and the auctioneer said with a smile on his face: "This Bagua gilt tripod was once used by a ninth-grade alchemist. Mr. Tao bid 19,000 high-grade spiritual stones. He really has a bright eye."

Her voice was very contagious, but the next bidder still spoke slowly and unimpulsively: "Nineteen thousand one hundred."

Mr. Tao originally thought he could get the alchemy cauldron in his pocket. Hearing this, he seemed to be interested in making a bid, but he was not as excited as before.

According to his method of increasing the price, it would be 20,000 yuan more.

Su Zuo's face was numb after hearing this.

These alchemists are really rich.

The average person doesn't even have 20,000 pebbles, let alone high-level spiritual stones.

There are so many spiritual stones that a storage ring can't even fit in them.

After a few more auctions, the transaction price fell back a bit. It was obvious that treasures like the Bagua Gilded Cauldron were not common.

A heavy dark wooden box was brought up and placed on the table in Taichung.

Su Zuo was a little interested in this lot.

The auctioneer did not approach the lot this time, nor did he open the wooden box, but introduced it directly.

"This set of flying knives has a total of seven. They are delicate and thin, but the texture is tougher than meteorite. The entire body is made of Tianmen Prison Mysterious Gold."

"As we all know, even a whole vein of Tianmen Prison gold mine can't produce a few taels of spiritual gold that can be called 'mysterious gold'. These seven flying knives have been collected by a ghost cultivator for hundreds of years. If you fellow Taoists want to refine them, I'm afraid it will take some effort."

"This set of knives was sent to Tianguanmen after the ghost cultivators killed them. The master of Tianguanmen bluntly said that the curse was deep-rooted and could not be refined. After many twists and turns, it finally reached the royal city."

"In the past twenty years, dozens of weapon refiners who wanted to re-melt this flying knife have all encountered accidents. Until now, the only way to isolate the curse is to seal it in this box."

"This treasure was generously donated by the Yin family in Wangcheng. No matter what the transaction price is, this precious wooden box will be given to the guests."

"The starting price for the flying knife is only 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones."

The auctioneer made everything clear, and it was also clear to those in the room who didn't know what was going on.

Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones can't even buy a little Xuanjin produced in Tianmen Prison, let alone the consumables for seven flying knives.

This is a big bargain, but it is only a bargain if you have a life to take it, otherwise it will be a life-threatening talisman.

Really cheap and not good.

How many lives do you need to buy this kind of knife?

Su Zuo was thinking this when he suddenly heard Xiao Jian's voice.

"Refining it, your natal magic weapon is here!"

Su Zuo: "?"

Xiaojian's voice was somewhat proud: "I want it to be my little brother's little brother."

Su Zuo's mouth twitched: "Where's your matryoshka doll?"

She suddenly became wary: "Xiao Jian, Xiao Jian, do you want to wait until I am cursed to death to start the dinner?"

Xiaojian: "..."

It can't open a table with a sword.

Xiaojian: "You don't know what kind of sword Huixian is?"

Xiao Jian accepted the setting that the sheathless sword had a name and no longer called it "that anti-bone sword".

Su Zuo was curious: "What kind of knife?"

It seemed like Xiao Jian actually knew something.

Little Sword: "Demon Sealing Sword."

"In front of the devil, all disasters and curses are my brother. This knife of yours can seal the devil, but suppressing a set of flying knives is just trivial."

Su Zuo felt incredible: "You didn't tell me earlier!"

Such an important thing.