At the time of bidding, only the people in this box could compete with Lu Yu, so Lu Yu was very impressed with the No. 87 box.
The servant replied respectfully: "The distinguished guest is very interested in this Wensheng brush and ink, and please give up the pain and love, he is willing to pay enough price."
"Since you want it, why don't you bid at the auction?" Zhen Yuqin asked coldly.
The servant was a little embarrassed: "The honored guest on the 87th has to prepare money to bid for the next lot, so he didn't invest too much in it. But the honored guest said, let you rest assured, she will definitely come up with the equivalent exchanged with you."
Lu Yu thought for a moment, and said: "I remember that there was a Dinghai Stone that was photographed by Box No. 87. You go back and tell him that if he is willing to exchange the Dinghai Stone, I am still willing."
"Lu Yu, if you exchange the Wensheng pen and ink you bought with one billion yuan for Dinghaishi, it will be a loss."
Zhen Yuqin quickly reminded.
Although Dinghai Stone is very rare, it can only be used as an auxiliary effect in the cultivation process of water attribute monks. After all, the effect is not obvious.
Lu Yu said: "This literati pen and ink is useless to me, so I might as well replace it."
He bought this literati pen and ink just for the Confucianism and Taoism contained in it.
Today, his Confucianism and Taoism have become more refined, so naturally there is no need for such antiques.
"Okay, I will notify that distinguished guest immediately."
The servant didn't expect the conversation to be so easy, so he turned around and reported.
"No, I'll come and talk in person." Just then, a woman in purple walked out of the door.
The woman in purple casually threw a few rewards to the servant, and the servant left gratefully.
The door was pushed open from the side, and the woman in purple walked in.
But when she just entered and saw the two people in front of her, she suddenly froze in place.
"Zhen Yuqin, Lu Yu!" The eyes of the woman in purple turned cold, and a cold light appeared in her eyes.
She did not expect that the people in Box No. 9 were actually former acquaintances.
Lu Yu also finally recognized who the purple-clothed woman in front of him was.
She is, Meng Zhuyun!
Back when he was in the southern wilderness of the lower realm, Lu Yu helped Meng Zhuyun dispel the poisonous mist in his body, but he was revenged by his kindness and knocked down the cliff.
Later, like him, Meng Zhuyun was accepted as a disciple by Yihan. It's just her, just a registered disciple.
No matter in terms of status or degree of importance, there is a world-shaking difference from Lu Yu.
Meng Zhuyun devoted herself to Yisheng's sect, but she didn't meet the legendary grand tutor. Because she is only a registered disciple, she is only qualified to enter the Imperial College, and now she is only a junior disciple.
But even so, she still has enough capital to look down on her peers.
What's more, their Meng family is also related to the Zhang family in the imperial capital, and Meng Zhuyun has a cousin of the young master of the Zhang family.
"I haven't seen you for such a long time, I didn't expect to see you in the Imperial Capital." Meng Zhuyun shook her head indifferently.
Zhen Yuqin was famous when she was in the lower realm, and she later became the head of the Zhen family.
And after Zhen Yuqin ascended to the heaven, she even became the princess and a relative of the emperor.
On the other hand, Lu Yu was the most beautiful person in the lower realm, and even many old monsters hidden in the lower realm bowed to him.
And now, Lu Yu is also in the heaven, disappearing without a trace, oblivious to everyone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com