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    At the same time, in the private room of Confucianism Gate on the third floor, Ye Wangxi stood tall and tall, standing beside the railing carved with tung flower patterns, his brows were also furrowed, and his lips were pursed into a thin line.

    "Mr. Ye, what Elder Xu asked us to buy is the Shenwu. If you really want to pay for the sphenoid bone beauty seat, I'm afraid you won't have enough money left"

    "It's okay, I'll do it myself."

    Seeing Ye Wangxi's insistence on this, the left and right looked at each other secretly, and then stopped talking.

    The second pavilion master of Xuanyuan Pavilion said crisply: "The sphenoid bone beauty table starts at 10 million gold, and you can bid for it at a higher price."

    "Eleven million."

    "Twelve million."

    The noise on the first floor became louder and louder, and the price soared rapidly.

    "Nineteen million!"

    "I pay twenty-five million!"

    The sudden increase of 6 million made many monks feel overwhelmed and sat down shaking their heads.  At this time, the silver slips from several private seats on the second floor fell in front of the owner of the Xuanyuan Pavilion. She quickly picked them up one by one, held them between her fingers one by one, like unfolding a folding fan, and opened the silver slips with prices written on them.

    "The highest at present." After reading it, the master of the second pavilion said very clearly, "Xuanzi No. 1 elegant seat, the bid is 35 million."

    "Thirty-five million?!"

    Everyone took a breath in unison, and turned their heads to look at the elegant seat of Xuanzihao on the second floor, but they saw that the lights were dim and the silver gauze was fluttering there, but they couldn't see who was sitting inside at all.

    "Thirty-five million is enough to buy a palace on Xiandao."

    "Whoever bid, this is too outrageous"

    "If you are so rich, you must belong to the top ten sects. I don't know which one?"

    Chu Wanning closed his eyes, and when he heard the quotation, he asked Mo Ran: "Do you have enough money?"

    "I didn't bring enough!" Unexpectedly, I would suddenly see Song Qiutong here, and Mo Ran was extremely shocked. Hearing Chu Wanning calling him, he suddenly came back to his senses, and said vigilantly, "What is the master doing?"

    "Buy her."

    Mo Ran's eyes widened, and he waved his hands again and again: "I can't buy it, I can't buy it, this woman is a burden, where do we put her after buying her? I have to rent an extra horse for the journey in the future, and book an extra room for sleeping.  , don¡¯t, don¡¯t buy.¡±

    "Who said you want to go on the road with her? Just let her go after you buy it." Chu Wanning opened his eyes, and stretched out his hand calmly, "Take the money."

    Mo Ran tightened his wallet: "No, no!"

    "I'll pay you back when I go back."

    "This is the money to buy Shenwu!"

    "Didn't you see a ghost? What do you want Shenwu to do? Take money!"

    ""

    Mo Ran is one head and two big, this Song Qiutong, when he saw her for the first time in his previous life, she had already worshiped under the Confucian style, when Mo Ran slaughtered the city, she looked a bit like a teacher, in his heart  She spared her life as soon as she moved, and later saw that she was well-behaved and docile, and her temperament was very similar to Shi Mo, so she was finally named queen.

    However, this is one of the most regrettable decisions Mo Ran made.

    Now Chu Wanning, a cold-faced and kind-hearted guy, actually wants to buy her, how can Mo Ran agree.  Let alone 40 million for this woman, she doesn't even need four copper coins.

    No!  It is not uncommon for him to post him 40 million!

    The two were at a stalemate, when suddenly a lottery fell from the third floor, but it was golden.

    The top sign!

    The most expensive lottery in Xuanyuan Pavilion is this kind of gold lottery. There is no need to write on it, and one piece is equivalent to 50 million gold.  sign".

    Everyone was stunned and there was an uproar.

    "Confucianism!"

    "The Confucianism School has released the top lottery!"

    Chu Wanning also stopped talking to Mo Ran, who was clutching his money bag, but turned his head to look outside.  From his angle, he can just see the first room on the third floor. Ye Wangxi is a person who is too lazy to hide. He has long tied up the Xueyue veil used by Xuanyuan Pavilion to ensure the privacy of guests, and stands with his hands behind his back.  By the railing.

    He looked solemn, and there was no superfluous expression on his handsome face. After seeing the noisy scene below, he seemed a little speechless, turned and walked into the depths of the box.

    Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Chu Wanning: "Master, you can rest assured. This Ye Gongzi lives with me in Taohuayuan. I know him a little bit. He is kind and kind, and the butterfly bone beauty seat was bought by him.  , he can't do anything utterly devoid of conscience."

    In the private room of the Confucianism Gate on the third floor, Ye Wangxi sat at the table covered with gold flowers and silver leaf embroidered satin, and poured a cup of tea.?Owned two martial arts in this life, and fought against more than ten masters of martial arts.  Regarding the things that Xuanyuan Pavilion put up for bidding this time, he thought that he would definitely have no troubles.

    But he was wrong.

    "Shenwu is back." The clear voice of the second pavilion master broke the silence, "Modao is in the form of a sword, four feet long and three inches wide. It has no sheath, and the whole body is dark, and there is no reflection in the daytime."

    Mo Ran's fingertips were trembling slightly, and the two words were almost blurted out between his lips.

    "Not return¡­¡­"

    Not return¡­¡­

    Biye Zhuqiao happened back then, and the king did not return year after year¡ª¡ª

    "Mo Ran, you got Shenwu, but why did you ask me to seal off its spiritual consciousness and not give it a name?"

    "Master, I don't have much knowledge, so I can only use this name once. I'm afraid it will sound bad, and I won't be able to use it in the future."

    "Ah Ran, why haven't you decided on a name for your Mo Dao? You can't just call it 'Dao' or 'Dao' all the time."

    "It's okay, let's think about it slowly. This is a martial arts. I want to give it a nice title of the world's number one, so that it deserves it, hahaha."

    Later, Shi Mei died.

    Mo Ran once wanted Chu Wanning to undo the seal, and wanted to name his divine martial arts "Mingjing".

    But at that time, Chu Wanning said that because of his struggle with the ghost world, his spiritual power was damaged, and he really had no spare power to loosen the curse on the blade, so the matter was left alone.

    Later, Mo Ran broke with Chu Wanning completely, and Mo Ran didn't want to ask him to unblock him again, so the bloody Mo Dao, after so many years of fighting, has been nameless.  But this is not important anymore. At that time, everyone in the world did not know Mo Weiyu, and everyone knew the Shura Saber that was full of blood in his hand.

    to the end.

    Chu WanNing also died.

    What dissipated with him was the forbidden spell that had been locked on the ink-burning blade for more than ten years.

    Mo Ran drank a lot of Lihuabai that night, and was a little drunk. He stroked the cold blade, and he didn't know whether it was comfort or sadness.  He flicked the blade, listening to the drums and horns contending inside, Haitang was so cold.  He was lying on the roof of Wushan Temple, laughing profusely, from joy to madness.

    He didn't remember whether he shed tears that night, but when he woke up in the morning, two cold words were engraved on the Mo Dao that had been unknown for more than ten years.

    "Not return."

    You don't return.

    no longer return.

    But why did this weapon, which he fought against him in the previous life, appear in the reborn world, and why did it appear in the Xuanyuan Pavilion's auction?  !

    Before Mo Ran could think too much, thousands of monks in the field released their spiritual flow one after another, scrambling to perceive each other with no return.

    Mo Ran: ""

    It's useless, since it is not returning, then since Mo Ran is here, apart from himself, there is absolutely no other person in the world who can use this Mo Dao.

    But does its appearance have anything to do with that little beast that has been hiding behind the scenes?  If there is a relationship, the person who released the non-guidance at this time clearly knew that Mo Ran and Chu Wanning were following his trail, then his purpose was definitely not to test who is the essence of the spirit body.

    What exactly does he want to do?  !

    Also, is it true that this one does not return?  Or is it just a bait like those fakes of Jin Chengji?

    With such doubts, Mo Ran showed some spiritual flow a little bit.

    If the non-return is not a forgery, then there must be a little echo with myself, this echo can't be too obvious, otherwise it may be noticed, just a little bit

    However, just as he released a very weak trace of spiritual power, he suddenly heard a slight muffled groan behind him.

    "Master?!"

    Mo Ran turned around and saw that Chu Wanning's brows were tightly frowned, his lips were blue, and he had already fallen on the side of the table. His snow-colored clothes fell like smoke, and his handsome and handsome face was paler than Frost Snow.  Luo Luo closed his eyes tightly, as if some chronic illness had occurred, and he passed out at this moment.

    Mo Ran didn't expect such a thing to happen, and he couldn't help being shocked, and suddenly withdrew the spiritual power returned from the test, ran back to Chu Wanning, and hugged him: "Master, what's wrong with you?!"  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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