Twenty-nine thousand gold coins
The family genealogy says: Nanjun has clear mountains and waters, with Longshan Palace, Zhaoming Xia, Qichuan Lu, and Wanxiang Wu.
Among the four top families in Nanjun, Longshan Palace ranks first.
Aristocratic families, as big as they are, rely on reproducing offspring and forming marriages everywhere, so that in the end, every family is related to every other family.
Lu Yinche's own mother's surname was Gong.
She was even a direct descendant of the main family. When she married into the Lu family, her wedding was grand and her procession was vast, attracting much attention.
Therefore, Lu Yinche and the legitimate heir of the Gong family, the current Lord Gong Gu, are real cousins.
The two of them grew up together, and their relationship is different from others.
Wei Qi was a bit older, as his mother remarried him into the Gong family and didn't change his surname, keeping it his mother's. Madam Wei was a cautious person, rarely going out, and she was strict with Wei Qi.
If Lu Yinche and the others had not acted so recklessly, the entire Longshan Mountain would have been turned upside down by them. For both sides, they might have only known each other's names forever.
In Lu Yinche's memory, Gong Jin was quite welcoming to Wei Qi. Although Wei Qi didn't drink, he would always leave good food for him to try if he got it.
It can be seen that over the years, people have changed and have even reached the point where they are unwilling to meet each other.
He thought for a moment and asked, "Isn't it still about my business?"
Wei Qi glanced at him, his face a little unhappy: "It's something else."
Lu Yinche asked curiously, thinking that everyone had tolerated Gong Jin forcing his friends to dress up as women on stage with him, so what else could make the good-tempered Doctor Wei feel upset?
Wei Qi laughed and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? You were the only one playing the girl at that time. You were so immersed in it, what else are you talking about?" He then asked, "Do you still remember Gong Jue?"
"Remember." Lu Yinche took two plums from the fruit plate next to Wei Qi.
Gong Jin's younger brother, a generation younger than Lu Yinche and the others, looks exactly like Gong Lin. For a long time, Lu Yinche thought Gong Jin had two sisters.
Wei Qi was not reminiscing about his youth when he said, "When Gong Jue split up the family, Gong Jin was too ruthless. Only then did I realize what kind of person Gong Jin really is. I really wasted all these years."
"Don't talk like you've married the wrong person..." Looking at Wei Qi's calm expression, Lu Yinche's voice became weaker and his tone turned blank. "When did the separation happen? Did I forget again?"
"It happened before Tianmu year."
Lu Yinche wanted to ask, but time was tight. Xie Qiaosheng had been waiting for him for most of the day, and he couldn't really be late. He was shameless, and Cheng Xiaozong was still not used to doing anything ridiculous. This group of sword cultivators were all honest and dutiful.
Either don't go, or go openly.
Wei Qi said they would talk later and kicked him out.
When I get into a conversation, I feel like my mouth is idle if I don’t say something.
But Xie Qiaosheng was preparing for his powerful appearance and didn't want to argue with Lu Yinche. The latter felt it was necessary. Xie Qiaosheng's baby face would be ruined if he spoke to him, so it would be better to pretend, so he went to Xie Juncun.
"Come, Xiao Xie, have this." He took out the plums he had taken from Wei Qi from his pocket and shared them with him. "This is made by Doctor Wei. It can prolong your life and keep you young forever. Although you are young now, Xiao Xie sounds better than Lao Xie."
Xie Qiaosheng turned his head.
Lu Yinche saw this and deliberately said to Xie Juncun, "He is no longer my little Xie. I think this name is more cute. Xie Qiaosheng is not cute, so I won't give it to him."
Xie Qiaosheng rolled his eyes.
Xie Juncun smiled, a bit more lively than yesterday. Perhaps he had already considered Lu Yinche an acquaintance.
Lu Yinche felt very satisfied.
There will be a dedicated person to check the invitation letter when you enter the venue.
Yaocheng had done a good job in this regard, and the low-level monks who were greeted at the door were all polite and courteous. Someone else took them to the private room.
Cheng Xiaozong's location on the third floor offered a great view. A cultivator's eyesight allowed him to see the auction items on the stage. Currently, it was empty.
Except for the scattered seats on the first floor, the area where guests are located is surrounded by barriers to prevent their identities from being discovered. If they don't want to, they can stay hidden.
What is used is definitely not the Soul-Locking Stone, but a proper formation.
Lu Yinche also recognized that it was the style of the Gong family.
It is not clear whether it was passed down when the Yaocheng formation was built many years ago, or whether they are still in touch with each other now.
Xie Qiaosheng did not hide his identity and was open and honest, which made him a good swordsman.
He greeted people on the way. The title of the Chengxiao Sect's master disciple was quite valuable. After all, he had a good foundation and cultivation, and he was considered a powerful person.
As for Lu Yinche and Xie Juncun, they followed him wearing masks. The former did so to prevent his face from being recognized, and the latter did so to stay consistent with Lu Yinche. Two masked followers were always more reasonable than one masked weirdo.
Bar?
For this purpose, Lu Yinche also changed into a set of Cheng Xiao Sect clothes, which were kindly provided by Xie Juncun. The two were of similar height, but Xie Juncun was slightly taller.
People in the North are generally taller than those in the South.
There was someone who was actually interested in Lu Yinche's identity. He took the opportunity to ask about it while chatting with Xie Qiaosheng, using strange words to praise him for his upright followers and his charisma.
Xie Qiaosheng glanced at him and said, "What do you mean by long time no see? Weren't you at the banquet a few days ago? You were blind then? You're healed so quickly? Can you recommend a doctor to me?"
So direct, worthy of being the Cheng Xiao Sect.
Lu Yinche didn't know that person. After he left, Xie Qiaosheng said that he was from Xuanji Tower.
In Lu Yinche's memory, this group of people were the gossip bosses. Their specialty was to compile rankings of anything, whether based on facts or not, and many people would chase after them and fight over it.
They call it, traffic.
Xie Qiaosheng said, "I can't talk to them about you. I'm afraid the Immortal Alliance will come and kill me next."
"Didn't the Immortal Alliance come?" Lu Yinche asked curiously as he had already stepped into the private room. "For example, that Alliance Leader Liang."
"No, at least I didn't see it." He was talking about the previous welcoming banquet.
"What about Gong Jin? Didn't Wei Qi say he was coming?"
"I haven't seen this either, but everyone said that Master Gong Gu was coming. Maybe he was delayed somewhere." Xie Qiaosheng didn't know either.
Lu Yinche was not very worried about the Immortal Alliance.
To be honest, Xie Qiaosheng called out his name in public that day. Did he use soundproofing?
If they had come to his house, they would have attacked him while he was sleeping. All the three children in the room would have been killed.
However, Xie Juncun insisted on concealing his identity and even went out to the market to buy a mask. It was just a thing for mortals, so Lu Yinche let him do what he wanted.
There are tea sets and snacks in the box.
The servant who served tea introduced that this was the Xizhou specialty "Blowing Lotus Breeze" and brewed it for them. Lu Yinche took a sip and found it a bit greasy, as if sugar had been added.
After what happened yesterday, everyone would be allergic to sweets, and it would take at least a hundred or eighty years to recover.
He just didn't like the current habit of making tea, where all kinds of strange things were put into the tea, like eight-treasure porridge, which wasted some good tea leaves.
Lu Yinche pushed the tea bowl aside. Xie Juncun seemed to be paying attention to his movements at all times, so he handed him some water.
Lu Yinche was flattered.
Hey, a Golden Core Perfection Sword Boy? He couldn't afford it.
At this time, the auction begins.
The emcee was a tall girl with a first-rate appearance. From a distance, she must have been as tall as Lu Yinche. She introduced herself as a member of the Qin family, living up to the fame of the Qin family's beauties.
Speaking of this, Lu Yinche has not yet met the rumored Qin City Lord Qin Xiaofu, who came from the Hehuan Sect, and is a little curious.
Xie Juncun pursed his lips: "Not as good-looking as the senior."
Xie Qiaosheng snorted: "You are beautiful to him."
Lu Yinche rubbed his face, feeling that he was neither exaggerating nor understating himself, and admitted that his level was above average. Perhaps the sword cultivator's aesthetic taste wasn't very good, and he tended to go to extremes.
The first few treasures were all good. Lu Yinche saw a book about drunken boxing and offered a high price of 50,000 spirit stones.
This is a bit not worth it.
In his early years, he bought a batch of mental skills and gave them away at a very low price. He then learned a few tricks himself and was quite good at fooling people.
A bottle of golden jade wine came up from behind.
This is a rare thing, it is the wine brewed by an old immortal.
He and his wife lived together their entire lives, brewing wine as a hobby. Later, his wife died due to insufficient cultivation, and he ascended to heaven, leaving this world behind. As a result, this wine was invaluable, and with each sip, it became less and less, until there were only a few bottles left.
Xie Qiaosheng commented that this is because love is not enough. If you die, just look for reincarnation. You can reach the state where you can ascend to heaven, so what's the difficulty in finding a reincarnation?
Lu Yinche held up a finger and said, "Not really. Why be so extreme? Just be more relaxed."
This wasn't a deliberate denial of his. Lu Yinche genuinely thought, "Besides, what if he accidentally strays from the right path during his reincarnation and becomes a piglet? What if he can't eat it? If he's not an animal, then he's a man. What if he doesn't become a homosexual?"
Xie Qiaosheng was stunned, then thought about it himself and found it made sense.
He just doesn't want to be a homosexual.
Xie Juncun interrupted, "Senior, please moisten your throat." He pushed a cup of tea towards Lu Yinche.
It's not a lotus breeze, but it has a refreshing fragrance and a chilling feeling of wind and snow, an extremely familiar taste.
Did he bring his own tea? He was sitting there making the ding-dong noises without saying a word, and Lu Yinche didn't pay much attention to him.
"Xiao Xie, this is a treasure chest. It contains all these fine teas."
Xie Qiaosheng also wanted to drink, so Xie Juncun gave him a small cup and then filled Lu Yinche's cup. He said, "I have a mission for the sect, and I'll take care of the supplies."
Xie Qiaosheng nodded: "Indeed, he wants to help his uncle take a picture of Xumizi."
"Work hard and strive to become the official disciple of the Sword Saint!" Lu Yinche patted Xie Juncun's shoulder. Now the child was no longer resistant to his contact.
There was a smile on Xie Juncun's lips, and I wonder if he took the cheap chicken soup that Lu Yinche casually poured to heart.
The emcee in the field held the communication spirit stone and announced the latest price, but few people were vying for it.
Well, what's the point of fighting over a bottle of wine? It's not like drinking it will transform you into Yan Yanshu. If you indulge in the illusions created by alcohol, your cultivation will probably not improve.
A drink is nice to relax.
Lu Yinche hasn't had a drink for a long time.
The bottle of wine was photographed in the next box on the third floor.
The transaction price was 110,000 high-quality spirit stones.
Looking at the price, Lu Yinche guessed that although he didn't know who it was, everyone present knew what a big shot he was, and no one was trying to stir up the price deliberately.
The auction has this rule: customers only know the price and the approximate location of the bidder. If the bidder does not want to reveal his or her identity, it is anonymous.
But there are exceptions.
If they are determined to get something and are too lazy to play the bidding game with others, some powerful people will just put up their own names.
That depends on how much his name is worth in real money. But since they are all powerful, they probably won't be short of spirit stones.
Except Lu Yinche.
He turned to ask Xie Juncun what their budget was.
“There’s no upper limit,” he replied.
Xie Qiaosheng almost choked to death on the "tea porridge" in his bowl.
Before he could express his opinion, the emcee, Miss Qin, directed people to bring in the next item for sale.
It is also placed in the glazed golden bell, which is a top-level protective device that is enough to block spiritual awareness from spying on the casting of spells and prevent accidents.
A Sumeru seed.
The thing was radiant and colorful, delicate and translucent. Even through the cover it sparkled, attracting everyone's attention.
Someone immediately shouted, "I'll take the picture!"
Miss Qin smiled, said a few polite words, and then made the necessary introductions according to the script without haste.
It is said to have been written by the Zen master Gao Ming, who passed away in meditation. This legendary master twice returned to secular life and became an ordained monk. He was highly accomplished in poetry, calligraphy, painting, and music, and was a romantic monk well versed in the world of love.
This example of Xumizi is the culmination of all. Inside is the Tingzhu Zen Temple, where the still water flows deep, insects chirp, and birds sing, a rich and natural environment that is a rare treasure.
At the end, he added playfully that it would also be a good gift to give to a talented man or a beautiful woman.
The starting price was 10,000 high-quality spirit stones, and it quickly rose to 100,000.
Lu Yinche was very envious and said that he had tried to do it before. He carved it very carefully and put a lot of effort into it, but the result was mediocre.
The water is stagnant and it is difficult to circulate it, so people just throw fish fry into it.
Xie Juncun immediately pressed his spiritual power into the sound transmission spirit stone, 500,000 high-quality spirit stones.
Cheng Xiaozong, Feng Ling Sword Saint, makes an open offer. Don't follow.
There was a lot of discussion in the field.
Yan Yanshu did not come to Yaocheng, and the Chengxiao Sect's followers were the headmaster's disciples and their entourage. This was common knowledge, otherwise a large army would have been mobilized.
Now that he had announced his name, no one would suspect him of being an imposter. Even if he wasn't present, they would still give him some face when visiting his sect.
So someone in the first floor's scattered seats immediately said, the one who made the first offer: "The Sword Master is spending a fortune to win the beauty's smile. We are vulgar, why should we stand in the Sword Master's way!"
I gave up the bid immediately.
The others chimed in. Xie Juncun took the photo easily.
Lu Yinche saw it and thought to himself, "The best in the world is still the best."
But then again, why do they say he's just trying to make beautiful women smile? Can't it just be something he enjoys? I see he has some little hobbies, like collecting pen holders or something—
He stopped abruptly.
Why do I know Yan Yanshu’s hobby?
Could it be that the lost memory went out for a stroll and came back? No, I am really Yan Yanshu's Taoist partner?
Although I have joked about this a few times, I really wasn’t serious... Tiandao, please believe me!
Lu Yinche decided to keep his mouth shut. If he mentioned Yan Yanshu again, he would—he deserved to be the one below!
Xie Qiaosheng didn't notice his ideological struggle, but just looked at Xie Juncun enviously as he went out to allocate funds.
It's also very poor.
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