Thirty-one auction Naruto
He was saying, why couldn't I sense the Naruto Sword? It turns out it's hidden here. With three layers of protection inside and outside, these auctioneers are so well-prepared to prevent thieves from sensing it!
Xie Qiaosheng asked, "Why is your sword there?"
Lu Yinche: I want to know too.
Which wicked person did this? Don’t they know about lost and found? They just sell it without any hesitation. Have they ever considered the feelings of the owner?
Miss Qin, the attendant, said this sword was forged by an ancient Taoist master, so it needs no further introduction. She also said it possessed the power to split mountains and seas, and its previous owner was a distinguished figure. The starting price was 200,000 high-quality spirit stones.
There was a sigh from the audience.
Lu Yinche became even angrier and asked, "What are you shushing for?"
Why is it only sold for 200,000? That's so disrespectful.
Xie Juncun walked up to him and said, "Senior, we can take a picture..."
Lu Yinche refused.
Back then, Yan Yanshu had given him a sword to settle their feud, so it was better to avoid suspicion now. Now Cheng Xiaozong was making a big deal about buying his sword, was he trying to stir up some buzz about their old relationship being rekindled?
He didn't want to waste this money and leave the children in the sect without money to eat.
Lu Yinche's eyes stayed on the exhibition stand in the center of the venue. The glazed golden bell shone brightly, and the protective magic circle sparkled.
Or, grab it?
Lu Yinche estimated the strength of the defense, his eyes swept across the formation patterns on the ground, and he calculated the location of the escape route in his mind.
He and Mingye were connected in mind and spirit. When they were close enough, they could probably work together from the inside out and release their sword intent from within. Even if they used all their strength, breaking the golden bell wouldn't be difficult.
However, with so many masters and powerful beings outside, if they all tried to stop him, his current level of palm realm cultivation would be too much to resist. He could only squeeze his soul again and urge Mingye to take him away.
I just feel a little sorry for the two Xiao Xies, because they were the ones who brought the person in.
He glanced at Xie Juncun with a guilty look. The latter stared at the sword with a serious expression.
People have already started to make offers.
No matter what, Mingye is indeed a rare divine sword, and its value is obvious.
Until the box where the wine was taken raised the sign again.
Five hundred thousand high-quality spirit stones.
It increased by 200,000 in one go.
The host, holding a sound transmission spirit stone, could constantly receive the bids from the distinguished guests in each private room. She read out the price, then paused for a moment before saying, "This guest has a message for everyone. Gong Jin from Nanjun Chenhua Valley, please give me some respect."
Another open shot.
Lu Yinche couldn't be more familiar with this name.
Gong Jin?
What is he filming?
According to what Wei Qi said, three hundred years ago, Gong Jin followed his instructions and put the interests of the country above his own, and reported him for blowing up Tianmen?
Lu Yinche was confused.
Could it be that the time has come, the Dragon King has returned, and there is no need to avoid suspicion?
No, he hasn’t returned to his seat either?
But it seems that Master Gonggu's face is not big enough in front of the magic sword.
When he bid for wine before, he didn't need to announce his name, and people were polite and gave way. But now, there are still a few boxes that are raising the price and are reluctant to stop.
Some people were even more generous. They had previously bought the Dragon Tooth box and were unwilling to be outdone, so they added another 100,000.
Lu Yinche had already guessed that it was Master Zheng Yu.
It turns out that those who claim to get rich easily will end up in jail. Look at the way they do things, they really don't treat money seriously.
Zheng Yu Zhenren didn't use the emcee's mouth, he directly used the sound transmission spirit stone to broadcast it to the public. The laughter heard only yesterday resounded throughout the venue, so generous: "Master Gonggu, I apologize for the offense, but the magic sword is so rare that I can't help but part with it."
Gong Jin's voice also rang out, extremely cold: "How can I say I'm offended? I don't understand why a physical cultivator like you would have set his eyes on my old friend's sword. However, since it's an auction, the highest bidder wins."
I added another 100,000 and started arguing with him from a distance.
Master Zheng Yu kept smiling as he raised the price, saying, "An old friend of Master Gonggu. Oh, I almost forgot, the one Master Gonggu once killed his own relatives for the sake of justice. Master Gonggu is truly clear about what he loves and hates. He hated her before, but now he loves her. The former owner of this treasure was truly charming, even someone like Master Gonggu could easily win him over."
There was an extremely frivolous tone in this person's words.
If he had not heard various versions of the rumors and had not been mentally prepared for his inexplicable reputation as a heartthrob, Lu Yinche would never have realized that he was being talked about.
The next step would be to say that Gong Jin reported him because he abandoned his childhood sweetheart and chose Feng Ling, so he turned love into hate and developed a desire for revenge.
Oh, what a cheesy plot.
Gong Jin replied, "As a member of the Immortal Alliance, I have the responsibility to report. It's not your business to worry about how I behave."
Lu Yinche watched the situation quietly, thinking, why don’t you two go down and have a fight.
Gong Jin's cultivation level back then was not much lower than his own, and he must have made more progress now. He would definitely give this old wall lamp in the Spirit Transformation Realm a hard time.
The price quickly climbed to a sky-high level, which was not even enough to burn a spiritual vein.
Everyone else stopped bidding and watched the two show off their financial strength.
Lu Yinche sighed, Mingye, you have achieved a lot today, but you must not forget your old master.
Xie Qiaosheng, who was enjoying the fun, said, "Lu Yinche, your own bounty in the Immortal Alliance isn't even half as high as this. It's not worth much."
Lu Yinche lazily said, "So, you paid to buy me out?"
Xie Juncun looked at him, hesitant to speak.
Zhenren Zheng Yu and Gong Jin were still competing for financial resources, and the number of spirit stones seemed to have reached a less important level - they were both out of reach anyway, so the bystanders had some fun.
Lu Yinche couldn't remember how he lost his sword, but it hadn't been with him since he came out of seclusion. When he asked Xie Qiaosheng about it, he replied, "You still had it three hundred years ago, so maybe you lost it while escaping."
It's possible.
At this moment, a loud noise came from the second floor. It was the private room where Master Zhengyu was staying.
Lu Yinche's eyebrows jumped and he took a step back reflexively, but he didn't forget to pull Xie Juncun aside.
Who is playing with firecrackers here? It’s not New Year’s yet!
It was unclear what the accident was, but there was only a single sound, and no follow-up. Lu Yinche and the others leaned in to see. The auction staff began to move, and Lu Yinche saw a woman in a pink dress surrounded by people, her face anxious.
"That's City Lord Qin." Seeing his curiosity, Xie Qiaosheng pointed at her and explained.
The host, Miss Qin, should have said something at this time, but before she could open her mouth, a guy in a red robe stepped out of the box, leaving a mess of scattered wood chips behind him.
He was holding a head in his hand - the head of Master Zheng Yu with a terrified look on his face.
In full view of everyone, he killed the powerful god with a single blow.
Who?
The strange man in the red robe raised his hand and threw the head next to City Lord Qin, smiling with amusement: "Young City Lord, you like this old guy? No, no, old things love to lie, and old men are even more unreliable. A man with such a black heart like this, lying next to him, don't you feel the stink?"
Sounds like a messenger of justice?
Lu Yinche couldn't tell the level of the red clothes, and Xie Qiaosheng said sternly: "I don't know this person, you know... Forget it, you definitely don't know."
But no one on the field tried to stop the strange man in red, including Gong Jin's box, which was silent.
The man in red stepped up to the stage and raised his fist towards the others. "I'm sorry to disturb your enjoyment, but this old rat is treacherous and stole our leader's token. He's hiding here and there, terrified of death. Killing him is truly difficult."
City Lord Qin cursed "beast" at the top of her lungs, and the servants on both sides grabbed her shoulders, preventing her from moving forward.
Miss Qin stood in front of her, facing the face of the woman in red clothes.
This man has ordinary facial features, and he would be hard to find in a crowd. Only his clothes are eye-catching.
"I wonder how much money everyone took from the ghost cave," the man in red simply scratched his ears with a smile on his face. "That's all for now. At least the black cave won't reopen. My Yin Sect has cleaned up its mess. I can guarantee that."
He turned out to be the so-called Yin Zong.
Xie Qiao looked at Lu Yinche fiercely. The latter's expression was hidden under the mask and his reaction was unknown.
"As for this..." The man in red raised his hand and looked at Taichung Mingyejian, "I will take the sect leader's things for you first."
Instantly, a red line flew from his hand, striking the glazed golden bell suspended above Mingye, shattering the protective barrier. The surrounding formations lit up, a terrifying surge of spiritual energy surged, and the air pressure was so high that even in the outer compartment, one felt a sense of suffocation.
But the man in red just stepped forward nonchalantly. With enough strength to support him, killing a Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator would be easy. How difficult would it be to break the protective formation that Yao Cheng had painstakingly set up?
Feeling someone approaching, the Naruto sword hummed -
Not good! Lu Yinche thought.
In the blink of an eye, a flash of cold light appeared, and the place where Mingye Sword was located shattered into a shadow. Like thunder from the sky, the entire venue shook, tables and chairs swayed, and porcelain pieces flew everywhere.
At the same time, several golden lights shot out from the third floor and hit the man in red clothes in the face. He blocked them with his hands and they all hit his arms.
They are several exquisitely crafted diamond-shaped hidden weapons.
Looking again, there was no trace of the sword on the stage.
The man in red clothes' face darkened, knowing he had fallen into a trap. With a sullen expression, he flicked away several hidden weapons without shedding a drop of blood. "Master Gonggu, are you putting on such a complete show?"
Gong Jin, whose identity was exposed, flew down from the third floor. She was dressed in a red gauze with gold threads and holding a black folding fan. Her face was also as sullen as water, and her aura was no less intimidating because of her beautiful face.
"This wasn't arranged by me." Gong Jin folded his fan and pointed to the open space to one side, "Alliance Leader Liang is very calculating. He's hooked a big fish, and he's not going to reel in his rod yet?"
The people in red looked in that direction and saw a neatly dressed man with even his hair in order walking out. He was holding a long sword in his hand. It was none other than Ming Ye Ken who was on the stage just now.
His appearance was totally out of place with the chaos around him.
The silence on the field was broken again by his appearance: "The leader of the Immortal Alliance is here?"
This is really a case of you finish your performance and then I take the stage.
Lu Yinche swallowed his saliva.
Xie Juncun stood beside him without knowing when, and gently held his hand: "Senior, don't act rashly."
Lu Yinche knew his good intentions.
Just kidding, he can’t beat any of the three below.
However, Xie Qiaosheng was the only one who came forward on behalf of Cheng Xiaozong. The Sword Saint himself had not arrived yet, and the three people below did not pay any attention to this side.
Liang Xin raised the Mingye Sword, his voice calm and composed, looking like a true righteous man. "You haven't reached Guixu yet, and with Master Gonggu and I here, there's no escape from this situation. It's better to surrender."
The man in red sneered, "How could I possibly be so shameless as to bother you two with my combined efforts to capture him?"
Gong Jin stood there, glanced at Ming Yejian, and then looked away: "Why bother thinking too much? Liang Guzhu only wants to capture you, the Sect Master. Who let you walk into the trap?"
Lu Yinche's brows jumped when he was called out, and he began to consider whether he should sneak away.
Naruto, ah Naruto, you are already a mature sword.
Mountains are high and rivers are long, you are so valuable, we will see each other again one day!
Xie Qiaosheng was still confused: "What's going on? Didn't I hear that Alliance Leader Liang and Valley Leader Gong have always been at odds?"
Gong Jin seemed to sense something, and another hidden weapon flew out from his sleeve and accurately hit the window frame of the box on this side.
If Xie Juncun had not pulled Lu Yinche back a step, the accompanying energy would have been enough to cut off their masked chins.
"Why don't you come down and show yourself to the visitors from Cheng Xiao Sect? They are all old friends related to Lu Yinche, so I will receive them on behalf of City Lord Qin."
He pointed from a distance at City Lord Qin who was kneeling on the ground. There were horrific bloodstains on the hem of the latter's skirt, but he seemed to have lost his movement due to the extreme shock.
Since he said so, Xie Qiaosheng bravely responded: "How dare I trouble you, Senior?" He walked around to the front of Lu Yinche and the other two, his baby face showing off his aura. "The leader said to keep a low profile. You are all powerful people in the world, why should I join in the fun?"
Gong Jin chuckled softly, ignoring the still-face-to-face standoff between Alliance Leader Liang and the man in red, and looked up at him, saying, "Give your master my regards, too. But why isn't the one calling out to you? Why isn't the one behind you saying anything?"
The one behind?
Lu Yinche looked at Xie Juncun who had reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Realm, and then looked at himself who was at the early stage of the Palm Realm.
Did he recognize me?
Without waiting for Lu Yinche to hesitate, Gong Jin attacked again, and the hidden weapon in his sleeve came out as cold as ice, swift and silent.
Xie Qiaosheng stood in front, unable to draw his sword to block, and could only use his sword energy to block most of the attack. The difference in realm required him to grit his teeth and hold on, which was extremely difficult.
A stray fish brushed past his hair and struck Lu Yinche's mask with unerring precision. This little gadget, bought with small change, wasn't a sturdy item to begin with, and it shattered and cracked.
Lu Yinche: ...
He sighed in his heart, walked forward, and said, "Gong Jin, aren't you worried that I'll be disfigured?"
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