It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

Seeing this, the servant hurriedly pulled Lou Shao forward a few steps, and said in horror: "Oh my Lord Lou, why are you so loud? If outsiders knew that I revealed today's auction items in advance, I would definitely be kicked out by the owner of the building!"

If it weren't for the fact that Maoshan Sect had some connection with their mysterious owner, he wouldn't have sold it to them.

Although today’s auction items will be announced soon after the auction officially starts, there is still half an hour before the auction begins. Half an hour is enough time to do a lot of things!

For example, if the things you bring are not valuable enough, you can borrow them from other sects.

What is being auctioned this time is a spiritual sword, the only spiritual sword in the past hundred years!

This kind of thing is hard to come by, but if anyone knows about it, they will definitely try their best to get it.

The spiritual energy has been depleted for nearly a hundred years. Not to mention high-end items like spiritual tools, anything with the word "spiritual" in it can be sold at a sky-high price!

"This kind of thing can save lives at critical moments. I'm afraid our sect can't afford it." Lou Shao knew the consequences. "Alas - what a pity, what a pity!"

He didn't bring much this time, just a batch of talismans, mainly to sell them to his grandfather to buy cinnabar, talisman paper and other things.

If he had known that the magic sword had appeared in the world, he would have tried his best!

That was a spirit sword! It was something that only existed in legends. He had only heard a few words about it from others, and actually didn't even know what a spirit sword looked like.

"Our skills don't require magic swords, we can just take a look at it." Yue Qing next to him poured a basin of cold water at the right time.

Lou Shao suddenly woke up. Their sect's skills generally used peach wood swords and copper coin swords, and indeed did not require spiritual swords.

Even if he could use it, he couldn't afford it...

but……

"Master Song, what do you think of this magic sword?" Lou Shao turned and ran to Song Tang.

Song Tang was just a few steps behind. She had sharp ears and sharp eyes, so she could hear everything clearly even though the voices were not loud.

"He can still take out the spirit sword now. The owner of this Dengxian Tower is not simple! Either he has a special method to preserve the spirit sword, or he has a place where spirits gather."

The reason why the spiritual sword is called a spiritual sword is because it can store and transform spiritual energy.

The sword-wielding man's skills, through the blessing of spiritual energy, can directly increase the effectiveness of his attack several times!

It is not impossible for a good spiritual sword to increase its value tenfold.

What is the concept of ten times? As far as the current Xuanmen is concerned, it is a concept that can almost be walked sideways.

"Hahaha, you are really well-informed!" A baritone voice came from upstairs, "I got this spiritual sword by chance. If there is a better way to preserve it and a place to gather spiritual energy, why would I give it up?"

A few people looked up and saw a pair of feet wearing black cloth shoes appear upstairs.

Then a middle-aged man in light gold training clothes was seen gradually revealing his figure. With his tiger eyes, he watched Song Tang and others slowly coming down from the upstairs.

"Uncle Wu!" Lou Shao saluted the visitor.

The person who came was the owner of Dengxian Tower - Wu Mo!

This person looks to be in his forties, and his appearance is so common that you can't even find him in a crowd.

He was very sturdy, and the muscular lines on his arms could be clearly seen even through the loose training clothes.

The whole person gives people a sense of powerful strength, as if he can throw out a chicken-boy like Lou Shao without any effort!

This person walked swiftly, almost without making any sound, and was quite knowledgeable about the art of concealing one's breath. If Song Tang had not been an ordinary person, he might not have noticed that this person had been standing upstairs since early in the morning.

"Good boy!" Wu Mo patted Lou Shao's arm, and the slap almost knocked Lou Shao over.

Lou Shao covered his arm and begged for mercy with his teeth bared: "Uncle Wu, you are a Taoist through martial arts, how can ordinary people withstand a blow from you?"

It turns out that one enters Taoism through martial arts!

No wonder it looks like his style is different from that of ordinary people in the Xuanmen sect!

Those who use martial arts to enter the Dao mainly hone their muscles and bones. Their skin, flesh, and bones are all weapons, and they are famous for their thick skin, thick flesh, and long blood strips. They can kill their opponents just by grinding!

After practicing to the later stage, one becomes almost immune to all evil and cannot be harmed by any magic!

Whether facing evil spirits, including ghosts, zombies, etc., or facing people from the mysterious sect, they can be easily defeated.

Such people are usually born martial arts geniuses. They can easily practice martial arts to perfection and have their own unique insights and understandings of martial arts.

Only when one's martial arts and comprehension have reached the highest level can one find the way to the Dao.

However, their progress in cultivation is extremely slow, the slowest among all the Xuanmen!

In the early stages, they used their physical bodies to withstand attacks from other external objects. If they were not careful, they would die directly and have to start over.

But if they can practice to the late stage, they can fight ten people at once! Except for the sword-cultivating sects that follow the light and agile path, there are almost no rivals in the entire Xuanmen!

Because it is extremely difficult to practice, this school of thought almost became extinct more than a thousand years ago.

Song Tang still remembered that ever since the only powerful person in the world who followed this path used his body as a formation, his sect was disbanded.

Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, Song Tang would be able to meet a man who achieved enlightenment through martial arts again. It would be a lie to say that he was not excited.

It was her first time, and she wanted to try it out to see what level of impulse the other person had.

As if sensing the fighting spirit in Song Tang, Wu Mo looked over quickly and found that the other party was just a little girl he had never seen before.

He nodded politely to Song Tang, chatted with Lou Shao about family matters for a while, and then walked out of Dengxian Tower calmly.

After the people left, Lou Shao wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained quickly: "This is the owner of Dengxian Tower, who has some connection with our Maoshan Sect. About thirty years ago, a big event happened in Xuanmen, which is the famous ghost village on the Internet. At that time, Xuanmen spent a lot of effort to seal the ghost village, and many people died."

"My grandfather saved Uncle Wu's life. He was only in his twenties at the time and had just started practicing martial arts. After being injured in the ghost village, he disappeared. When he reappeared, he was the owner of Dengxian Tower."

"That means the Ascension Tower has only been in the world for about twenty years?" Song Tang lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lou Shao nodded: "It's true that Dengxian Tower has only been around for a short time, but they can always get things that other sects can't. Over the years, they have gradually gained a reputation in Xuanmen. So every year during the Xuanmen Festival, everyone will come to try their luck, and maybe they can buy good things that have long been extinct."

Several people followed the servant to a private room upstairs. Next to the room was a wooden sign with the word "bamboo" written on it.

"Please take a rest for a while. I'll have someone bring you tea and snacks right away." The servant settled several people and then left the room.

About two or three minutes later, several young women in blue and white skirts came in, carrying a variety of snacks and tea.