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Chapter Thirty-One

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    The huge white water lily slowly descended from a beam of soft light, and just landed on the white jade platform in the center of the venue.

    Lady Yao was dressed in a lotus-colored gauze dress, her dark cloud-like black hair was pulled up high, revealing a section of her snow-white neck.

    She smiled like a flower, and her voice was so coquettish that it made one's bones crumble: "Whether it's a new friend or an old friend, I'm so polite. I've been away for nine years. I don't know if all the guests here miss me?"

    When he got on the stage, the rough monk laughed loudly: "Of course I want to! I really want to!"

    Several introverted monks also frowned, secretly thinking that Lady Yao, as the owner of Fuyao Pavilion, was too frivolous in her words and deeds.

    At this time, the owner of the Fuyao Pavilion covered his mouth and chuckled, his beautiful eyes looked forward, which was extremely touching.  After everyone quieted down, she pursed her petal-like lips again, and said coquettishly: "Today's opening treasure, I really don't want to show it. I'm afraid everyone will see it later, only the treasure will be in their eyes, and they will forget about it."  the servants."

    Si Mingxu shook his head with a smile: "This woman is really powerful, she's just trying to whet people's appetites, to heighten the atmosphere."

    Qu Yulin watched intently: "Let's see what she brings out." As a doctor, he was very concerned about today's elixir auction.

    Lady Yao made a false move in the air, and a lacquer box more than one foot square appeared in her right hand.  The box was simple in shape, extremely thick dark green in color, and a small golden lock was hung on it.

    Qu Yulin said softly: "This box looks like it is made of thousand-year-old agarwood. This kind of box, where the elixir is stored, will not rot for hundreds of years. There is also one in my Pharmacist Hall. It seems  This opening treasure should be extremely valuable."

    Si Mingxu nodded.

    On the other hand, He Xilou held his breath completely.

    The huge Fuyao Pavilion was completely silent.  The eyes of all the monks were fixed on the water aloes wood box.

    Miss Yao pursed her lips and smiled, and she didn't want to keep her secret anymore, she slowly opened the wooden box with her slender hands.  Then she held the box and slowly turned around to make sure that everyone could see the contents of the box clearly.

    It was a strange orchid.

    The flower is shaped like a butterfly, with four petals, two big and two small, presenting a rich and moist dark red color, as if there will be blood dripping down the tips of the petals at any time.

    Dracaena.

    Many monks in the arena secretly gasped.  There are more than tens of thousands of elixir in the cultivation world, and this dragon's blood orchid is the kind that all monks dream of.

    It is usually born in a swamp with an extremely harsh environment. According to legend, the evil dragon that guards it is watered with blood, and it takes seven to forty-nine years to bloom such a flower.

    As long as you take this flower, no matter how mediocre your aptitude is, you can form a nearly perfect nine-turn golden pill; and those who are above the Nascent Soul stage can easily jump several steps.

    The number one master in the Taiqing Continent, Xie Xuanfeng, the great master of the Dongxu period, was just young, and accidentally got such a dragon's blood orchid. Since then, his cultivation has made rapid progress, and he has steadily supported the entire Qingling Shangzong.

    "Today's first treasure - a dragon's blood orchid from the miasma in southern Sichuan. Starting price: 200,000 top-quality spirit stones; price increase ladder: 50,000 top-quality spirit stones."

    Lady Yao's soft and charming voice echoed in Fuyao Pavilion.

    The price of a dragon's blood orchid is definitely not high.  But for most ordinary monks, 200,000 top-grade spirit stones is really an astronomical figure.

    For a while, needles could be heard in Fuyao Pavilion.

    "Three hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones." He Xilou took a deep breath and raised his hand.

    Lady Yao smiled sweetly: "Mingyue Villa congratulates the owner for offering 300,000 top-quality spirit stones. Can any guest add more?"

    Before she finished speaking, a faint voice suddenly sounded from the opposite side: "400,000."

    It turned out to be Zhao Qifang, the second of the four masters of the "Surge of Wind" of Qingling Shangzong.  This time Zhao Qifang, Chen Shangyun, and Han Yong were entrusted by Gu Xuesheng, the generation lord, to bring this dragon's blood orchid back to Qingling Shangzong.

    He Xilou hesitated for a moment, and quickly raised his hand again: "500,000 top-quality spirit stones." He brought a total of 980,000 top-quality spirit stones this time, and there is still some room left.

    Zhao Qifang squinted his eyes, and said loudly: "Eight hundred thousand." This person actually added three hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones in one go.

    There was a lot of discussion in the venue, and many people were amazed.

    "It seems that Qingling Shangzong is really rich and powerful!"

    "Needless to say, under the Xuejian Peak in Qingling Mountain, there areAt this moment, his legs gave way, and he sat down on the chair with a dazed expression.

    Siming Yan patted his shoulder lightly, but He Xilou didn't seem to feel it.  After a while, he got up suddenly, left Fuyao Pavilion in a daze, and never came back.

    Siming Yan looked at his back thoughtfully.

    Not long after, Lady Yao began to display other elixirs, but none of them were as precious as the dragon's blood orchid, and the prices mostly hovered between tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of high-grade spirit stones.

    Qu Yulin, on the other hand, took photos of many rare medicinal materials with great interest, filling the Qiankun bag to the brim.  Si Mingxu, on the other hand, was not interested.  In the dim environment of Fuyao Pavilion and Lady Yao's soft and charming voice, his head involuntarily clicked and fell asleep.

    Xiao Heng was staring at Chen Shangyun and the others on the opposite side in a trance, when he suddenly felt his shoulders sink slightly.  His heart skipped a beat, and he looked down. Si Mingxu's eyelashes drooped densely, his pale pink lips were slightly parted, and he was already sound asleep.

    Qu Yulin couldn't help laughing out loud: "This person is really"

    Xiao Heng immediately raised his right index finger and made a silent gesture.  Then the young man stretched his arms, lightly hugged the man's shoulders, and carefully brought the belt to his side, trying to make him lean more comfortably.  Si Mingxu cocked his head indiscriminately and muttered something vaguely.

    Qu Yulin blinked, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.  Doctor Qu didn't know, but in the real world, this feeling was called¡ªblinding titanium alloy dog ??eyes.

    The first day of the auction passed quickly.  A lot of treasures were sold today, some got a lot, and some got nothing. It was just a few happy and some sad.

    It was evening when everyone walked out of the Fuyao Pavilion.

    The vast lake reflects the golden sunset glow in the sky, and several herons returning late slanted across the lake.  In the distance, the dusk is heavy, and large reeds can be seen faintly swaying in the evening wind.

    Si Mingxu took a deep breath.  The air on the lake is fresh and humid, so pleasant.  Staying in the dark and oppressive Fuyao Pavilion all day is simply boring him.

    He turned his head and was about to say something to Xiao Heng, when he suddenly discovered the New World: "Ah Heng, your clothes are wet on your shoulders, what did you do?"

    Xiao Heng looked down at his shoulder which was soaked by the unknown liquid, and showed a faint smile: "This I don't know either."

    Qu Yulin turned his head to one side and rolled his eyes.  Siming Yan gave a low chuckle

    It was already late at night when the four of them returned to Zhouji Inn.  As soon as he walked into the lobby of the inn, a strong smell of wine came to his face.

    For some reason, Si Mingxu felt familiar, and he slowly turned his head to look.

    Sitting at a table in the corner of the lobby, Li Liangxiao also looked up lazily.  His slender fingers were pinching a delicate wine glass, and there were already several empty wine jugs lying on the table.

    Fuck, buddy, you're a bit of a drinker.

    Seeing several people looking at him, Li Liangxiao raised half of his eyebrows, and raised the wine glass in his hand to his old friend: "Have a drink?"

    The corner of Si Mingxu's mouth couldn't help twitching.  He remembered that Li Liangxiao was going to come over tonight to heal his injuries as agreed at South Beauty Restaurant.  Sure enough, it is the sword god who promises a thousand gold.

    At this time, the fat shopkeeper of the inn ran over in fear.

    He struggled to use the fat on his face to form a flattering smile, holding an old long sword with an old scabbard in his hand: "Guest officer, just now this gentleman insisted on using this sword to pay for the wine. He said  You are his good friend, and when you come back, you will redeem it immediately. Guest officer, look at this"

    Si Mingxu looked down, and saw that it was Frost Snow, the famous sword in the legend that "one sword flattens the world, frost and snow moves Kyushu".

    At this time, this world-renowned peerless sword was held in the shopkeeper's fat, oily and dirty hands with great aggrievedness, and there were some unknown stains on the scabbard, suspected to be noodle soup

    The sword god is disqualified, brother!

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