Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 18: Small auction house
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The white-haired Yao Lao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his nervous eyes relaxed. Although there are not many seven, it is definitely not a small number to refine seven blue spirit pills from one blue spirit grass. He exhaled a long breath and said with a haggard face, "Long Jie, I have to go to rest after my mission is completed. Seven of them are fortunate enough. Fortunately, my old man didn't waste medicinal materials." After finishing talking, he ignored everyone's reaction Since I walked out of the medicine room, in order to refine the blue spirit pill day and night, the higher the level of elixir refining, the longer it took. Legend has it that some elixir needs to be refined for a few years without success.
Mo Longjie slightly bent down and watched Yao Lao’s back and walked out of the medicine room, although his face was red, and his aura trembling, he rolled gently, the blue spirit pill in the medicine cauldron was put into the jade bottle, his eyes were patient. With an expression of excitement, with the blue spirit pill, maybe he has the hope of breaking through the later stage of the spiritual realm and entering the foundation building realm.
And Zhao Jiuge looked at the pale blue Lan Ling Pill with curiosity, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva. This was the first time he saw a refined pill.
Distributed a blue spirit pill to Mo Lao, then reduced his excitement, took a deep breath, reached out and handed the jade bottle containing three blue spirit pills to Zhao Jiuge, and said softly" Jiuge, this time Uncle Mo is taking advantage of you. Take these three blue spirit pills and go to the auction house tomorrow. Uncle Mo will definitely give you a meeting gift that you are satisfied with." There is a bit of embarrassment in the words, after all, this It was Zhao Jiuge's credit to get the Blue Spirit Grass this time.
Zhao Jiuge smiled honestly, grabbed his hair with his hand, then took the jade bottle and looked at it carefully. "This time, the four Blue Spirit Pills and I will keep one of the four Blue Spirit Pills in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage, and the other one for the child Shouyi. In the future, Jiuge, you can help Longjie more." Mo Longjie continued while Zhao Jiuge didn't say a word, still not forgetting a bit of solicitation between the words.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge was excited while holding the jade bottle, his chest was a little up and down, and his breathing felt a little confused. Hearing Mo Longjie’s meeting ceremony, his eyes were full of expectation, and he immediately wanted to know Mo Longjie tomorrow. What will I give myself.
The next day, Mo Linger came to the room to shout at Zhao Jiuge at dawn, and couldn't wait to go to the auction house. Since seeing Zhao Jiuge, every time he smiled, his mouth was almost grinning. The back ear is rooted. Zhao Jiuge followed Mo Ling'er to the yard and found many people standing in the yard at this time.
Mo Longjie was still standing with a blue robe and elegant holding hands. Zheng Jie bent over beside Mo Longjie and whispered something softly. Behind him, seven or eight men in black light armor stood with knives. Seeing Zhao Jiuge and Mo Linger coming, Mo Longjie raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you all ready? There are so many people today to prevent the Xiao family from making trouble."
Hearing Mo Longjie's question, Zheng Jie bent his waist lower, "Patriarch is ready, and all the staff are arranged." His face was solemn and respectful.
"Let's go, go early." Mo Lingjie lightly clicked away, then looked at Zhao Jiuge and Mo Linger softly, and a group of more than a dozen people left Mo Mansion.
Shuttle through the bustling streets, Zhao Jiuge looked at all kinds of mortals, rushing to live, getting up and down and busy with their livelihoods, and couldn’t help feeling full of emotions. If not for the inheritance left by the master, he might be like them. Just as busy every day, and then waste a hundred years and finally turned into a dust or rot between the heaven and the earth, thinking of this Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but sigh.
As he got closer to the incompatible alley, Zhao Jiuge felt that the flow of people was getting bigger and bigger, secretly wondering how attractive an auction was to attract so many monks. Entering the alley, he saw the psychic realms where the stalls were set up the day before. The monk has long since disappeared. Did you see all kinds of strangely dressed people entering behind the black curtain?
In the whole alley, Zhao Jiuge found a lot of black men in light armor back and forth. These were the people of the Mo House. Some had spiritual fluctuations on their bodies, and some were ordinary people. The black curtain door was still the two men carrying blood. The men in the realm, when they entered, the two men found Zhao Jiuge following Mo Lingjie's faces with surprise, but they recovered their calm in a short while.
After entering the door, the seats on the first floor are already full. The front is a platform. Feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power in the field, Zhao Jiuge's pupils widened, his brows slightly frowned, and his heart secretly Surprised, are so many people doing casual repairs near Dongyang City? There are a few figures on the first floor that most attract Zhao Jiuge's eyes.
A sloppy Taoist priest held white floating dust in his hand. The dust was almost the same as the Taoist beard. He sat there with a smile, and his skin was not old or wrinkled. He didn't talk to the people around him, he looked polite, and there was a little red-faced Taoist boy standing beside him, with a cute face. Zhao Jiuge was shocked secretly and found that he couldn't understand the Taoist's cultivation.
A rugged man with a big square face and a full beard, thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose and wide mouth, he was talking excitedly with the people around him, talking like the sound of golden bells, far away at the door Zhao Jiuge heard his voice. Looking at a simple and honest look, but feeling the fluctuations in spiritual power, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but cried out, in the late stage of spiritual transformation.
There is also a dark old man sitting in the corner. He is skinny and wears a mask. His exposed skin looks like the farmland in the mountains was dry and dry. His eyes looked dim, but Zhao Jiuge stared at the old man. He got eyes, but his body was numb, like a poisonous scorpion. The old man didn't sit with him around, and was far away from the plague god, he didn't mind just sitting there quietly. Zhao Jiuge felt that this gloomy old man had a higher cultivation base than the Taoist priest, and was even more unpredictable. Zhao Jiuge felt this feeling only the night he encountered the cold water dragon.
The last middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, holding a white fan in his hand, shaking gently, wearing a white shirt revealing a touch of dust, watching the people around him with a smile, Every now and then, Zhao Jiuge looked at the fan that looked like an ordinary fan, but the aura lightly rippled on the surface of the fan, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the magic baby weapon was another late stage of spiritual transformation.
Then there are several powers in the crowd that are more prominent. Looking at the uniform costumes of the generals behind him, it should be a few other small families in Dongyang City. There is no figure who has cultivated Zhao Jiuge’s attention. It is just a small family crowd in the field. There was a young man of about eighteen years old. His appearance was quite handsome, but his face was a little pale, with a pair of dark eyes. He was staring at Mo Linger beside him with blazing heat, his eyes mixed. With undisguised admiration.
Seeing the corners of Zhao Jiuge's mouth squeezed slightly, I couldn't think that this little girl like Mo Linger was quite attractive. After Mo Longjie came in, he constantly looked around at the people in the court. After seeing all the people on the first floor, his eyebrows were wrinkled in a figure eight shape, and his face was thoughtful and solemn.
Two days have passed and the Xiao family hasn’t reacted yet. I didn’t even come today. What kind of trick is this? I slightly shook my head and looked at the Mo family’s hands outside. I didn’t even think about it, hello. Zhao Jiuge and Mo Linger went directly to the private room on the second floor. After not sitting for a while, Old Mo appeared on the front platform with a kind smile, and the court gradually became quiet, and then cheered. When I got up, the atmosphere of the auction room reached its peak for a while.