Linglong Town (Ten)

Su Xuan heard that Liu Lixue's voice was even a little broken.

My heart sank, because the auction was about to start in half an incense stick.

The three of them had already sat down in Room No. 1 of Xuanzi. A dozen screens divided the room into small compartments, and the three of them were sitting in the corner.

Sandy asked quietly, "What's wrong?"

Why is Liu Lixue suddenly so anxious?

Tan Huai pricked up his ears and silently set up a soundproof barrier.

Su Xuan said calmly: "You are talking, what's wrong?"

Liu Lixue said directly: "The miasma was caused by the Heart-Resolving Grass. I didn't know that the Heart-Resolving Grass could also cause miasma. Come back quickly!"

Sang Dai and Tan Huai didn't understand what the heart-relieving grass was, so they asked back, "What is the heart-relieving grass?"

Liu Lixue: "That thing is——"

"I understand. Let's leave it at that for now."

Before Liu Lixue could finish her words, Su Xuan had already hung up the jade token.

Liu Lixue: “?”

Sandy: “…”

Tan Huai: "Demon King, Master Liu hasn't finished speaking yet..."

The little fox was very calm. He took a cup of tea and drank it while saying, "It's a slightly poisonous fairy grass. It might be poisonous to ordinary cultivators, but we are all awakened heavenly spirits. It's no big deal."

He said this in a very natural way, and Tan Huai really believed it.

The monk nodded in understanding: "Is that so? That's okay, we'll just stay for a little while."

Sang Dai had a blank expression on her face as she stared at Su Xuan.

The little fox didn't even raise his head, just lowered his head and drank his tea.

Sandy, who was sitting next to him, tugged at his sleeve and said, "Let me see you."

Su Xuan: "...There's nothing to see."

Sang Dai didn't believe what he said. Liu Lixue must have something wrong since she was so anxious. What on earth was the Heart-Resolving Grass? What Su Xuan said must be wrong.

She wanted to hear what the little fox was thinking, but no matter how she pulled Su Xuan, he just refused to turn around, looking like a stubborn person.

Tan Huai had a complicated expression on his face, and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to fight?"

"No."

They both answered in unison.

Sandy took her hand back: "You won't even let me see you?"

The swordsman's voice became a little cold, as if he was angry.

Su Xuan tightened his grip on the teacup and his Adam's apple rolled a few times.

"...No, I don't."

Finally he was ready, and turned to meet Sandy's eyes.

Sandy looked into his eyes and heard:

【I want to kiss you, Dai Dai is so beautiful. 】

Sandy: “?”

[When can the auction end? I want to hug Dai Dai and kiss her, but it’s so uncomfortable. ]

Sandy: “…”

She turned her head quickly, picked up the tea and drank it all.

She was wrong indeed. If the Heart-Resolving Grass really had other harmful effects, Su Xuan would never let her stay here and would definitely take her away.

A smile flashed across Su Xuan's eyes.

Sword cultivators are really easy to deceive, and they are also really simple-minded, so they can be easily fooled.

As for the Heart-Resolving Grass...

The little fox's long eyelashes drooped over its eyelids, hiding the emotions in its eyes.

There is only half an incense stick left before the auction starts, and I can’t leave now.

If there really is a Spring Shadow Sword, they would have missed it.

Sang Dai and Tan Huai were both looking at the hazy auction table outside the screen. No one noticed that the little fox opened his Qiankun bag and swallowed several pills in one breath.

When I raised my eyes again, the emotions in my eyes had been suppressed by myself, leaving only indifference.

Sang Dai just happened to turn around and look at him, but for some reason, Su Xuan turned his eyes away and stared outside the screen.

She frowned slightly. Su Xuan would never avoid her. When they looked at each other, it was always Sandi who looked away first. Why did he avoid her twice today?

"Dade, it's almost time to start."

The little fox reminded without blinking.

The auction was about to begin, and Sandy could only look away.

The place was blocked by screens, so she couldn't see whether Wu Hanshu was here.

But if the Chunying Sword appears here, then Wu Hanshu will definitely come.

There were soft footsteps in the silent auction room, and a person walked in from outside and came all the way to the auction table.

The house was quiet and silent, with only the sound of people breathing.

Sandy looked at the person at the auction table through the thin cloth on the screen and could tell from her figure that it was a woman.

She stood there seemingly observing the people below. She didn't say a word for half an incense stick at first, until someone became impatient.

"Are you going to sell it or not?"

The woman covered her lips and whispered, "Why are you in such a hurry? The auction at Manxiang Pavilion must be on time. It will be unlucky if it is early or overdue."

The tail sound is elongated and particularly ethereal.

Almost all the people who come to this room are wealthy people, most of whom are regular customers of Manxiang Pavilion and naturally understand the jargon.

without.

It is a priceless treasure.

Everyone waited quietly until the incense in the incense burner burned out and the sound of drums penetrated their eardrums and echoed throughout the entire Fragrance Pavilion.

One hundred and ninety-nine houses were auctioned at the same time.

The woman laughed lightly and raised her hands to clapped.

The curtain behind her was slowly opened, and a man came to the auction table pushing a small wooden cart.

There was a tall box on the wooden cart, covered with a layer of red brocade cloth. Sandy couldn't see what it was.

Her body subconsciously leaned forward, and her eyes fell on the red cloth through the screen.

Tan Huai also became nervous, and both of them focused their attention on the items under the brocade curtain.

Su Xuan lowered his head, with some beads of sweat on his forehead, and picked up the tea and drank another cup.

"Today's Xuanzi Room No. 1, the item for competition is called 'Nothing', a heavenly grade magic weapon, with a starting price of three thousand high-grade spirit stones."

A hammer struck.

Sandy and Tan Huai stared at it intently.

The red cloth was lifted, revealing the true appearance inside.

The auction room was silent, with no one bidding.

After a long time, someone whispered.

"What is this, a sword?"

"It looks like a sword, but what kind of sword is it? How can it be called a priceless treasure?"

"It's not the Zhiyu Sword. The Zhiyu Sword forged from Tianyu Stone is the best sword in the world. There are only a few swords like it among the top-level magic weapons today."

"Miss Sang's Zhiyu Sword, Sect Master Shen's Suhuai Sword, the Demon King's Qingwu Sword, and..."

Suddenly silent.

There are a large number of heaven-grade magical instruments in the four realms, and they are all famous. Among them, there are only a few swords. Except for the two famous swords that have lost their traces, there are only four heaven-grade magical instruments left.

Sang Dai's Zhiyu Sword, Shen Ci Yu's Suhuai Sword, and Su Xuan's Qingwu Sword.

as well as--

The Spring Shadow Sword of Immortal Lord Ying Heng.

The other three swords are now in the hands of their owners, and the sword that appeared here...

Someone shivered: "Then this is... Chunying."

The sword that Immortal Ying Heng of the Sword Sect snatched at the gathering of heroes is called the Spring Shadow Sword. He himself has wood spiritual roots, so the sword spirit of the Spring Shadow Sword is simple and mellow.

Sandy suddenly loosened the strength in her body.

The woman leaned against the auction table. "What? No one bid?"

Someone stood up and walked outside the screen, pointing at the woman and spitting at her:

"Who gave you the courage! Ying Heng is a sinner of the four realms, and his death is not a pity. He used this Chunying Sword to kill 3,000 people in Cangwu Taoist Temple. This sword should die with him!"

"How dare you sell banned items? This is Ying Heng's sword!"

"Who allowed you to sell the sword of the sinner of the four realms?"

People kept coming out from behind the screen to agree.

There are so many people in the Four Realms who hate Ying Heng that it is impossible to count them. Even a child will be taught by his parents.

——"Don't be like Ying Heng from the Sword Sect. He was a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots but he didn't protect the common people. He slaughtered the Cangwu Taoist temple and destroyed the Guixu spiritual veins. He intended to destroy Guixu. He deserves to die."

Sandy clenched her fists tightly as she listened to the dirty talk.

Tan Huai carefully comforted her: "That... Miss Sang, once we have cleared the name of Immortal Lord Ying Heng, she will naturally not act like this again."

He was afraid that Sandy would get excited and do something bad, but in fact, Sandy had been sitting in the chair, with a calm expression from beginning to end. If her hands had not been clenched into fists, they would have really thought that she didn't care.

Her clenched fist was held, and the burning palm touched the back of her hand, and Sandy was so burned that she regained consciousness.

She turned her head and saw two furry ears emerging from Su Xuan's hair.

His face was a little red, his eyes were watery, and his palms were hot.

"Su Xuan, what's wrong with you?"

Tan Huai turned around and saw a fox with its ears raised: "Does the Demon King like this?"

Su Xuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his ears had been retracted, and his voice was still calm.

"It's okay. It's a little hot here because there are so many people."

I don’t know if it’s because the nine-tailed fox’s body temperature is too hot that makes the surroundings a little hot, or if it’s really as Su Xuan said, there are too many people here and it’s too hot. Sang Dai and Tan Huai did find that the temperature around them was a little higher.

The little fox held her hand tightly and avoided Sandy's gaze: "Let's see what the woman says first, and wait until these people calm down."

Tan Huai agreed: "Yes, Miss Sang, don't worry. If they are angry and don't buy it, then the Chunying Sword will be ours."

Sandy squatted for a moment and responded in a muffled voice.

But they all knew that there was one person who had not shown up.

Wu Hanshao.

He was not among those who cursed.

The woman had been leaning on the auction table, tapping with a hammer in one hand and covering her mouth with a handkerchief with the other, laughing softly.

She just listened to those people cursing but never responded, as if she had a good temper.

The woman raised her hand and said, "Well, if you don't want to buy it, then you can leave."

"Who wants to buy a sinner's sword?"

Someone slammed the door and left.

"If Manxiang Pavilion dares to sell Ying Heng's sword today, you will be besieged by the four realms tomorrow!"

"Let's go, it's really bad luck!"

"Today is a waste of time. Let's go!"

In less than half an hour, almost everyone in the room had left.

Only Sandy's screen was still closed, as was the screen opposite it.

The woman smiled and said, "Would you like to buy this Spring Shadow Sword?"

The person on the other side said: "I haven't even seen the sword, how do I know if it's real or fake?"

The woman chuckled a few times, walked down the auction table, and stood between two screens.

"There is no reason for Man Xiang Pavilion to not allow people to see the auction items. Since we dare to sell them, we are not afraid of damaging our reputation. If you want to see them, you can come and have a look."

She waved her sleeves and the two screens opened.

Sandy was caught off guard and looked into the eyes of the person opposite her.

There was no emotion in the swordsman's eyes, and his expression was calm.

The person opposite sat sideways in a wooden chair, sipping his tea.

He saw the person behind Sandy: "Master Tan Huai"

Tan Huai: "...Hello, Lord Wu."

Wu Hanshu knew Tan Huai because Linglongzhen was the head of the Zen sect, and Tan Huai was the young master of the Zen sect.

The woman smiled and said, "So the two parties know each other. Lord Wu, you are here too."

Wu Hanshu curled his lips and chuckled, glancing at Sang Dai and Su Xuan.

Tan Huai explained hurriedly: "These two are my good friends, they are a Taoist couple. The two Taoist friends wanted to see the treasures of the Manxiang Pavilion, so I brought them here."

Speaking of treasures, Sandy's eyes fell on the Spring Shadow Sword on the auction table.

The sword was still the same as in his memory, with a slender blade and a silver-white handle. The two words "Spring Shadow" were written in a way that resembled flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, and the sword's meaning was rich and simple.

Sang Dai and Su Xuan's clasped hands tightened. The little fox sensed her emotions and gently patted the back of her hand with his other hand.

Sandy didn't say anything and continued to sit upright in the wooden chair, but her expression couldn't reveal her emotions.

Wu Hanshu also looked at the sword.

The change in his eyes was obvious. When he looked at Sandy, he still looked cold and heartless, but when his eyes fell on Chunying Sword, the light in his eyes seemed to brighten up in an instant.

The woman walked to the auction table, picked up the sword and walked to the middle of the aisle.

She held the sword in both hands and said, "This is the personal sword of Immortal Lord Ying Heng, his natal sword, Chunying."

Sandy pursed her lips. The last time she saw Chunying was in Tian Yuxue’s memory. That was just an illusion. Now she actually saw the Chunying Sword.

She was just about to stand up and touch Chunying when someone moved faster than her.

Wu Hanshujing stood up and took the Chunying Sword.

The sword lay quietly in his palm. He looked very excited, his eyes gradually became red, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. The hand holding the sword was shaking.

The Spring Shadow Sword is shaking and about to fall.

"Chun Ying...Brother Ying Xian..."

The sword is still there, but the man is dead.

Wu Hanshu said in a trembling voice: "I want this sword."

Sandy suddenly stood up and said, "Lord Wu, I also like this sword. Since it is an auction, the one with the highest bid will win."

Wu Hanshu looked over, his black eyes were like torches and his breath was heavy.

"Of course. How much will the girl pay?"

"Ten thousand high-quality spirit stones."

The one who spoke was Su Xuan.

Wu Han frowned. Just now, the male cultivator had been sitting next to the female cultivator, holding her hand. Their posture seemed very intimate, but the male cultivator kept his head down.

From the clothes that this Taoist couple wears, we can tell that they are both wealthy.

He raised the price to ten thousand with just one move.

Wu Hanshu chuckled.

"Fifteen thousand."

Su Xuan said coldly: "Twenty thousand."

Wu Hanshu: “…”

He was able to raise it a few more times in the middle. He must have been rich as he raised it directly to 20,000.

Wu Hanshu said, "Twenty-five thousand."

"Thirty thousand."

Sandy and Tan Huai remained silent, listening to the two people bargaining back and forth.

Even though the woman had seen a lot of the world and had attended hundreds of auctions, she had never seen this kind of bidding method. The starting bid was three thousand and it eventually doubled to hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

"These two..."

"Shut up."

Wu Hanshu and Su Xuan spoke at the same time.

The woman shut up decisively.

It seems that her shop owner was right. This order could earn her a lifetime of commission.

The price had doubled to half a million. Sang Dai finally couldn't help it and squeezed Su Xuan's palm with her hand.

But somehow, she felt Su Xuan's hands were getting hotter and hotter.

Sandy signaled with her eyes: It's too high.

The little fox sneered: I have money.

He then raised his hand: "Five hundred and ten thousand."

Wu Hanshu on the opposite side fell silent.

He has already taken out almost all of his assets, including the money he had saved over the past few hundred years. Which sect could be so rich as this male cultivator? Several hundred thousand high-quality spirit stones are almost all the expenses of a sect for ten years, and he gave it without blinking an eye.

Wu Hanshu gritted his teeth and said, "Daoyou, are you here to mess things up? Do you have more than 500,000 yuan?"

Su Xuan had a blank expression on his face, but his eyebrows slightly raised: "City Lord, why don't you give it a try? Can you come up with the money, or can I?"

Wu Hanshu looked at him coldly.

The two sides confronted each other, and he suddenly lowered his head.

"Fellow Daoist, this sword is really important to me. Immortal Lord Ying Heng and I were close friends. I cannot bear to see his sword fall into the hands of strangers. If you are willing to be flexible, I, Wu Hanshu, can help you if you need my help."

These words are indeed sincere, but Su Xuan is an unreasonable person.

Whatever his swordsman wanted, he would buy it even if it cost a million.

The little fox decisively refused: "No, I want this sword."

The atmosphere was at a stalemate.

The woman didn't dare to speak. Sang Dai remained expressionless. Wu Hanshu and Su Xuan looked at each other, with coldness in each other's eyes.

The monk spoke cautiously: "Well...how about we each take half?"

Several people looked over there at once.

Sandy wanted to split open his head and see what was inside.

Tan Huaiwei said aggrievedly: "Who are you going to give it to if you keep insisting on this? Or you can pay for it, Yao - if we pay more, then you have to give it to us."

The monk wiped his non-existent sweat and almost accidentally revealed Su Xuan's identity.

Su Xuan's face was already red, he took a long breath, and then said: "Five hundred and fifty thousand, this sword we must--"

"etc."

The swordsman suddenly interrupted.

Wu Hanshu and Su Xuan both looked over.

Sang Dai shook off Su Xuan's hand, stood up and walked towards the sword.

"Lord Wu, can you let me take another look at this sword?"

Wu Hanshu didn't respond at first, but Sandy spread his hands in front of him with a firm attitude.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally handed the sword to Sandy.

Sandy held up the sword and looked at it from side to side. She touched the hilt with one hand and ran her fingertips over the patterns and grooves.

She watched for a quarter of an hour, so long that Wu Hanshu became impatient and wanted to snatch the sword, so she finally took action.

"This is not the real Spring Shadow Sword."

The auction room was silent.

Then, a woman's sharp voice was heard.

"impossible!"

She hastily snatched the Spring Shadow Sword and looked a little angry: "We in Manxiang Pavilion never sell counterfeit goods. If you don't want to buy it, there is no need to make up lies to slander us."

But Sandy had seen it clearly just now and already had an idea in her mind.

She pointed at the hilt and said, "One hundred and fifty years ago, when Immortal Lord Ying Heng was exorcising evil in Dingyuan City, he used this hilt to resist the sharp claws of a demon beast at the full transformation level. A claw mark was left on the hilt. Afterwards, Immortal Lord Ying Heng went to Penglai to get black iron to repair it, but it was of no use. There is still a shallow mark. Many people in the four realms know about this, but there is no such mark on the hilt of this sword."

More importantly, when Sandy was five years old, she insisted on having a sword of her own, so Ying Heng carved a line of words on the scabbard.

——Sword of Sandei.

The Chunying Sword Spirit protected her very much and tolerated Ying Heng's childish behavior.

But there is no such line of words on the scabbard of this sword.

She took a deep breath and said firmly: "This is not Chunying, where is the real Chunying Sword?"

Wu Hanshu grabbed the Chunying Sword and passed over the hilt inch by inch.

He had seen Ying Heng's sword, and there was indeed a scratch on the hilt. Ying Heng had even written to him asking if there was any way to fix it.

But there is no such thing on the hilt of this sword.

Smooth, flat and new.

The woman shook her head: "It's impossible... Manxiang Pavilion never sells counterfeits... It's impossible for someone to steal and replace the collection. The mechanism for storing the Chunying Sword was set up by Qiu Chengqi, the owner of Chunqiu Pavilion."

If no one had stolen this sword.

That would explain——

From the beginning, the sword was a fake.

"You... this is how you treat people in Manxiang Pavilion!"

Wu Hanshu flicked his sleeves and left, his back looking annoyed.

"No... Impossible... How could it be possible..."

The woman stumbled out holding the sword, as if she was going to tell her shopkeeper about this.

Tan Huai stroked his hairless head, looking really embarrassed: "How come this is fake again?"

Sandy pinched her brows. Who would use a fake Spring Shadow Sword to lure her over? Could it be the person behind the scene?

Why did he do this?

Or, it wasn't him who did it?

"...Demon King?"

Tan Huai's timid voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Sandy was stunned and turned around quickly to look.

After Wu Han left, the man who was sitting upright just now all the idle people in the room left. He seemed to have lost all his strength and slumped over the table with his cheeks flushed and his forehead covered with beads of sweat.

Sandy remembered how strange he had been.

"Su Xuan!"

She jumped right up.

Tan Huai stood up and said, "No, the temperature of the demon king is very high."

The heat they just felt was not because of the large number of people, but because Su Xuan's body temperature was rising and he could not control his karmic fire.

Sandy touched the side of his face and it was so hot that it made her feel uneasy.

"Su Xuan, what's wrong with you? Can you still see me?"

Su Xuan lay on the table, his eyelashes trembling and half-closed, his breathing was hot, and his two furry ears stood up.

"Let me help you take a look."

Her heart was beating wildly, and just as she was about to pull her hand away to check Su Xuan's meridians, he grabbed her hand.

The little fox began to bite her hand, took the swordsman's fingertips into its lips and bit them with its little canine teeth, its voice hoarse and hot: "Daidai, Daidai..."

Tan Huai turned his head away instantly, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and meditated silently.

"Don't look at what is inappropriate. Don't look at what is inappropriate..."

Sandy had no idea what Su Xuan was doing.

"Su Xuan, what happened to you?"

As soon as he said this, he saw the jade token on Su Xuan's waist flickering.

I don't know how long the phone rang, but he didn't answer.

Sandy was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the phone.

The man on the other side shouted, "Come back quickly! Do you know what the Heart-Removing Grass is? How long have you been in there?"

It’s Liu Lixue.

Sang Dai asked in panic, "Mr. Liu, what's wrong?"

The little fox held her left hand and bit it gently. Sandy endured the numbness and slight pain from the bite and tried to keep her voice steady.

Liu Lixue was startled, then after she came to her senses, she asked, "Is the Lord not here?"

"I don't know what's the matter with him, his face is very red - hiss!"

The little fox licked her wrist.

Tan Huai rushed out in one swift step: "Poor monk, please leave first! I'll wait for you outside!"

Liu Lixue paused for a moment, and when Peacock spoke again, he almost gritted his teeth.

"It has already started, right?"

Sandy: "…What started? What happened to him?"

"That miasma is caused by Jiexin Grass, which is used by the Nine-tailed Fox Clan as an aphrodisiac. It is not easy for the Nine-tailed Fox Clan to reproduce, so when the Nine-tailed Fox Clan decides to give birth to offspring, they will often light this magical grass. After one or two hours, the medicinal effect will take effect, the estrus period can last longer, and the mother's chance of pregnancy will also be greater, so..."

Sandy's mind went blank.

The medicine will take effect within one or two hours after smelling it, and they have been here for two hours.

The little fox suddenly stood up, and Sandy was hugged by him around the waist. He pulled her into his arms with force, humming and biting her collarbone lightly.

"Miss Sang, the master may not be in good condition. The aphrodisiac effect of the Heart-Relief Grass on the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is too strong. I have already rushed to the border of the Ghost Market to meet him. You must return quickly."

"Now, bring the Lord back."