The seafood from the East China Sea is very delicious, but the old deacon from Lingxi Gate has a special liking for pig's trotters.
The roasted pig's trotters in this hotel are tender and chewy. The old man doesn't know who came up with this idea, but it tastes so good.
"Well, you have a point!"
Qiao Ziyu thought that even if he spent two hundred black crystals, it would still be worth it.
The main reason why he was so angry was because the process was so infuriating.
Damn, three thousand disciples can’t even chop down a dragon ball, this is so ridiculous!
If he had spent money at the beginning, he wouldn't think it was a big deal. He would feel much better thinking this way.
"At least Tongwei's remains are in my hands."
A smile finally appeared on Qiao Ziyu's cold face.
"Young Sect Master, please open it and let us see its mystery."
The old deacon was filled with anticipation, his cheeks moving, and even the speed at which he gnawed the pig's trotter increased a lot.
"Okay, I'm not a stingy person, I'll take it out and let everyone ponder it together."
Qiao Ziyu nodded.
After all, so many people helped him bargain, and even though they failed to get the price down, it would still be disheartening if he just ate alone.
He opened the box, and inside was the piece of bone that was as white as jade, with golden blood flowing in it and divine patterns faintly flashing.
"It's really mysterious..."
"Good, what a big baby!"
"Damn it, everyone is here, don't talk nonsense."
"I'm talking about the young master's great treasure..."
Everyone looked infatuated.
"What did you see?"
Qiao Ziyu looked calm, but he was actually a little confused.
This piece of bone looked extremely magical, but he did not gain any insights from it, and his tiny body did not feel anything either.
"Master, I don't see anything."
The disciples just didn't understand what was going on and shook their heads.
The old deacon felt that he looked familiar, and after a moment's hesitation, he said:
"Young Master, my roots are ordinary, how can we be compared with you? You must feel that you are connected by blood, right?"
"Well, yes, there is indeed a blood connection, as if I had met a relative."
Facing everyone's expectant eyes, Qiao Ziyu wondered if he had no reaction at this moment?
The atmosphere is already like this, the pants are... um, the price has been cut.
Doesn't that show that he has a weak constitution?
"Young Master, what have you realized?"
"Don't worry, let's comprehend together..."
Qiao Ziyu waved his hand generously and intended to put the box on the table.
But he forgot that he had just used the magic of Yan Sheng on himself, and his luck was extremely bad. In addition, the people from Lingxi Sect had low manners and threw everything they ate on the ground.
"Um? "
Qiao Ziyu suddenly felt that something was wrong with Tongwei's remains in the box. Why were the strange images on them becoming fainter and fainter?
But what was even more strange to him was the feeling under his feet.
Looking down, I saw a pig's trotter that had been eaten clean.
Qiao Ziyu: “?”
Slurp~
In front of all his disciples, he paid tribute to the legendary swordsman Bai Jinghong's unique skill - the invincible Wind Fire Wheel.
"Young Master, Young Master, are you okay?"
"When I brought you back to Lingxi Sect, I told you that our young master could do a backflip. I didn't lie to you, did I?"
"Who threw the pig's trotter? Do you have any manners?"
The old deacon threw the pig's trotter in his hand hard on the ground, then wiped his mouth inconspicuously.
Then he helped Qiao Ziyu up and said with concern:
"Young Master, are you okay?"
He wouldn't get hurt in the fall, at most he'd look a little embarrassed.
The scene was very chaotic for a while.
However, Qiao Ziyu didn't care about this detail; his head was buzzing.
"Where are my Tongwei remains?"
"It seems to have fallen to the ground."
“I didn’t see it.”
"How did Tongwei's remains get mixed up with the pig's trotters? Was it taken away by a dog?"
"Hiss... Young Master, don't you feel a blood connection? Do you want to try to sense it again?"
"What are you still standing there for? Go find them all!"
Qiao Ziyu almost vomited blood.
At his command, three thousand Lingxi sect members rushed in and fought with dogs for bones all night long.
.....
"Xiao Mo, how on earth did you turn a pig's trotter into Tongwei's remains?"
Qian Bufan was looking at the items at the auction when he suddenly became confused.
Li Mo shook his head:
"I don't have the ability to turn decay into magic. I just made it look extraordinary. Now I guess it has returned to its original state."
"Elder Qian, take these and prepare some things for the sect."
As he spoke, he took out the two hundred black crystals sponsored by Lingxi Sect. This was not a small amount for Qingyuan Sect at the moment.
"Then I won't be hypocritical."
Qian Bufan still accepted it. Although he felt a little embarrassed to take money from a junior, he knew it was just a drop in the bucket for Li Mo.
Besides, it is obvious who will take over the Qingyuan Sect in the future.
He took the black crystal and asked:
"Xiao Mo, what items do you need most for tomorrow's auction?"
“There are quite a lot of items on sale…”
Li Mo took a quick look and saw a wide variety of items inside, and those that could be put up for auction were all extremely rare.
Needless to say, the natural treasures produced in the East China Sea...
"Mr. Qian, do you still have Haisi that is 3,000 years old?"
"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it. It seems to rarely appear at auctions."
Marine silk is precious, but is usually used to make clothing. It is similar to pearly white lotus root silk, which is rare and not worthy of being auctioned.
Of course, there are exceptions.
"This sea silk can change color according to the weather... It's three thousand years old, it must be a spirit... That's right!"
Qian Bufan seemed to suddenly remember:
"I heard that after spirituality is born, the color of the sea silk changes according to the wearer's mood."
"oh?"
Li Mo sat up straighter: "What about the material?"
Qian Bufan didn't understand why he was so interested in this thing, but he still said:
"It should feel great, comparable to pearly white lotus root silk, and as light and breathable as dark cloud yarn..."
"!"
What if I use this to make clothes for Bingtuozi in the local southern Xinjiang style?
If someone eats ice cream and the packaging bag changes color, that would be really weird.
Just thinking about it, Xiao Li felt like he was punched in the nose.
"This must be taken."
"Okay.....why is your nose bleeding?"
"Hungry and salivating."
"?"
The first time Elder Qian saw someone drooling was from his nose.
In the end, not only the Haisi, but 70% of the items on the list were checked by Li Mo.
As long as there are natural treasures, he may be able to use them, and the Qingyuan Sect is not well-off now, so it is good to keep some heritage.
.....
PS: My biological clock is almost adjusted recently, so I will go to bed early today, muah. I will make up for the early morning chapter tomorrow.
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