Qin Lang looked at the things on the first floor boredly.

He has some interest in other things besides the exercises.

He doesn't care about anything else.

All are junk.

Worse than a palm leaf fan!

However, he currently has no time to study the technique, and he also needs to give the spirit stones to Wu Changfeng.

I have no desire to purchase any martial arts techniques.

"Immortal, our boss wants you to come up."

Hao Youqian ran to Qin Lang panting.

Said quickly.

He rushed up to the fifth floor in one breath.

He jumped down again in one breath.

He was exhausted.

Qin Lang nodded, signaling Hao Youqian to lead the way.

While climbing the stairs, Qin Lang also saw the conditions on the second, third, and fourth floors.

The contents are, without a doubt, trash.

Each level seemed better than the next.

There are more service staff on each floor.

The number of guests, however, is decreasing with each floor.

Come to the fifth floor.

Qin Lang met the owner of the auction house for the first time.

But he couldn't tell who was the boss.

There are young people with good looks, fat middle-aged people, and old people with gray hair.

While Qin Lang was looking at them.

They were also looking at Qin Lang.

Especially the evening rain.

My mind is full of questions.

who is he?

Like a mortal, even he couldn't see through it.

The most important thing is that Mu Yu discovered that there was no memory of this person in his memory of ten thousand years.

In other words, they don't know each other.

He may own two hundred high-quality spiritual weapons.

Or he could be good at refining weapons, which is very powerful.

Either they have extremely high cultivation levels and plunder everywhere.

But no matter what, he will not be unknown.

As for suspecting that Qin Lang is a mortal?

How can a mortal possess a top-grade spiritual weapon?

Even if you are a lucky person, you will pick up one.

How do you explain those two hundred pieces?

As a mortal, Mu Yu dared not even think about it.

The person whose cultivation level even Mu Yu cannot see through must be at least at the Venerable level.

Lead to the peak strength of fairyland.

"May I ask your name?"

Mu Yu frowned and looked at Qin Lang seriously.

He suspected that the one emitting the sword light all over the sky might be the existence he could not see through.

If he can't see through you, then you must be stronger than him.

"Name?"

Qin Lang thought deeply.

Why do you ask my name as soon as you meet me?

What should I do if you know anyone from those three gangs?

"No name or title."

Qin Lang said directly.

It is absolutely impossible for him to reveal that he is Qin Lang, the junior master of Suoxian Sect, in Guanlan City!

This is taboo!

Last time I made up a story about Mu Yu, but I didn’t expect that there really was a Mu Yu.

Qin Lang simply stopped writing it.

Hey, I’m Anonymous!

Mu Yu was stunned.

I thought to myself, this fellow Taoist is really cautious.

He doesn't even dare to reveal his name easily.

Perhaps these two hundred high-quality spiritual weapons were looted from all over the Qiankun Continent.

I came to the border area of ​​Yunzhou specifically to sell the stolen goods.

The common currency in Yunzhou is low-grade spirit stones.

However, the conversion ratio between low-grade, medium-grade and high-grade spirit stones will not change.

What a good plan.

Mu Yu looked at Qin Lang with an unfriendly look.

Anyone who robs everywhere is not a good person, even if he is an immortal.

If he could find out the truth, Mu Yu planned to contact Hao Yue, and the two of them would work together to kill him!

It is not only a good deed, but also allows him to have more contact with the bright moon.

It can be said to be a double happiness.

"Are you the boss? If you are, then check the goods and pay. If you are not, then shut up!"

Qin Lang said unhappily.

We are all young people, so why should I be afraid of you?

Who are those glowing eyes looking down upon?

What's wrong with me being a mortal?

There is a sect behind me!

Guanlan City is under the jurisdiction of my Suoxianmen. Do you want to fight with me?

I can get my three thousand soldiers from the Suoxian Sect to destroy you in a minute!

With such a bad temper, it is very likely that he is the Demonic Lord... Mu Yu's face turned cold.

But he had no intention of taking action.

What he is best at is refining equipment.

Haoyue is better at fighting.

Moreover, he couldn't see through Qin Lang's cultivation.

I dare not act rashly.

The owner of the auction house saw that something was not right and immediately came out to smooth things over.

"Immortal, I am the boss, can you show me the goods?"

The fat middle-aged man nodded and bowed hurriedly and spoke to Qin Lang.

He is scared!

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

If Qin Lang and Mu Yu fight.

Not to mention whether Guanlan City can still exist.

At least the auction house was the first to be destroyed.

He and Mr. Qian don’t even know whether they can survive.

Qin Lang rolled his eyes at Mu Yu and ignored him.

"Boss, right? The price of the fan last time was 10 million. This time I need spirit stones urgently. 5 million per piece, 1 billion in total."

As he spoke, he poured out all the small gadgets he had made in the morning, such as clothes forks, ashtrays, and clothes hangers, from the storage space.

"Crash, bang, bang, bang..."

A chaotic sound was heard.

The two hundred pieces of "trash" in Qin Lang's eyes were piled up into a small mountain and placed in front of everyone.

The boss looked at Mr. Qian uncertainly.

He couldn't tell whether these strange-looking things were top-grade spiritual weapons.

Mr. Qian nodded silently.

This is to tell the boss that, yes, these are all top-grade spiritual weapons.

The boss suddenly panicked.

There are really two hundred pieces!

And they are all top-grade spiritual weapons!

In his life, he had only seen one top-grade spiritual weapon, the cattail leaf fan.

Now there are two hundred more...

Mu Yu looked surprised.

These top-grade spiritual weapons... are so unique.

There is none of the eighteen kinds of weapons, including swords, spears, halberds, etc., here.

They were all things he had never seen before.

He couldn't help but wonder which state Qin Lang had robbed from?

Which state is so weird?

Are all the top-grade spiritual weapons of the sects in their state so strange in shape?

"These are..."

Mu Yu was just about to ask for clarification.

I plan to visit the weapon refining hall in that state when the time comes.

Who the hell is this ninth-grade weapon refiner who is so weird that he has spent his entire life refining these weird things!

“Shut up!”

Qin Lang interrupted Mu Yu directly and didn't let Mu Yu speak.

"I made all of these. Either you buy them all or you keep silent."

The way Mu Yu looked at him made him feel a little uncomfortable.

So Qin Lang did not have a good face towards Mu Yu.

Mu Yu was stunned.

Did he refine it?

He is actually a weapon refiner?

How is this possible?

There are wild weapon refiners in Qiankun Continent.

It is impossible for a ninth-grade weapon refiner to exist in the wild and be able to refine a top-grade spiritual weapon!

The top three grades of ore are contraband in the Equipment Refining Hall.

Only a third-grade refiner can purchase and refine it.

If he was a ninth-rank weapon refiner in the weapon refining hall, there was no way he didn't know him.

But he is not a ninth-grade refiner in the Refining Hall, so where did the top three-grade ore come from?

Mu Yu was completely confused.

Looking at the two "powerful men" who were confronting each other.

The boss was in tears.

Don't fucking fight.

He hasn't lived enough!

Moreover, he has an 80-year-old mother and a hungry baby at home.

If he dies, his old mother and children will be left alone and helpless!

"Two immortals, calm down, calm down."

In order to survive, the boss gritted his teeth and came out to mediate.

Qin Lang thought so too.

He came to sell something.

There's no need to argue with a fool.

If you really dare to do it, call for help!

He didn't believe that Mu Yu, who was so young, could have a higher level of cultivation than Wu Changfeng.

He does not agree with the idea of ​​the big bullying the small.

But Wu Changfeng is his junior, and the most a junior can do is bully the older, not the younger.

"Boss, I'll give you this face. One billion low-grade spirit stones. I'll give you the things and give me the spirit stones."

Qin Lang extended his palm towards the boss.

The boss stood there, trembling.

One billion low-grade spirit stones...

Even if you slaughter him and sell him by kilogram, he still can't afford it!

“My lord, two hundred pieces are too many. According to our auction house’s method, we should speed up the auction process and auction two pieces a week.

"As the finale, it will be no problem for each piece to sell for 5 million. Two hundred pieces will take about 50 weeks."

The boss rubbed his hands and answered angrily.

He was afraid that if his answer displeased Qin Lang, he would lose his life.

Fifty weeks...Qin Lang was very unhappy.

There are only nine days left until the sect competition.

It would take at least two or three days to set up.

In other words, he had less than a week to raise the money.

Make him wait fifty weeks?

The flowers I waited for have all withered!