The spirited and scattered ancient immortal cheats corpses in the world of self-cultivation

Chapter 15 The Third Mission - The Richest 7
Wu Bing didn't know what to say, he was a sword cultivator's apprentice, and he was dressed like an extra-large fat sheep!
Although Wu Bing is not well-informed, but at the sword baby stage, his perception is thousands of times stronger than other monks.

He didn't know many of these things about Mo Yiyi, but it didn't prevent him from knowing that these were all treasures!
Wearing such a bunch of things on your body is because you are afraid that no one will come to rob you, right? ?
Wu Bing's hands hanging by his side were trembling, he wanted Mo Yiyi to change this outfit and wear a more plain one.

But he also knew that it was futile. After all, Mo Yiyi entered the auction in this suit, and everyone saw it. Even if he changed it now, it would be useless!
In the end, Wu Bing could only take a deep breath, and stepped into the room.

If you come, please be safe. After the auction is over, Manager Yang will send someone to send Mo Yiyi back, so now is not the time to go back!
Mo Yiyi saw her master enter the door with a blank expression on his face, the flapping robe feet seemed to be full of anger, and then he even sat in the seat farthest from her, looking as if he was angry.

She glanced at Senior Brother Ding, and then at Fang Jiaohong, feeling a little confused.

Butan Qin and Fang Jiaohong knew why Wu Bing was angry, but at this moment, they didn't know what to say, they could only wink at Mo Yiyi that she couldn't understand, and then they all looked at each other up.

Whatever you want, Manager Wu can't kill Mo Yiyi anyway, so let's do it!
Mo Yiyi also sat down. After observing for a while, she instinctively knew that it was her body that caused the trouble.

But she touched the solid jingle bracelet in her hand, and she was shaking the hollow bell.

The emperor's gilt ornaments are so beautiful, the clothes made of Brahma brocade are also very good, and the shark cloud brocade is gorgeous in color and dazzling, and it can make her feel happy after wearing it.

So, she touched these clothes one by one, and her uneasy mood calmed down.

Although Mo Yiyi felt that he was fine, but his master was angry, he still had to deal with it.

Fortunately, her Yuehua Stone system has been reimbursed, and taking it out during the mission, the system can still reimburse her after the mission is over!

So Mo Yiyi didn't hesitate. After adjusting her mood, she stood up and walked to Wu Bing's side. Under Wu Bing's stare, she turned her hand, and a bright moonstone appeared in her palm. !
The moment the Moonlight Stone appeared, the breathing of the two half-demons in the room became a little heavier, and Wu Bing immediately reached out and took the Moonlight Stone from Mo Yiyi's palm, and held it firmly in his palm. His face turned iron blue.

God is sorry, Wu Bing's action just now was just a subconscious action. He is rational and knows very well that at this time, he cannot accept this gift!
He accepted this gift, how will this master put on airs in the future? ? ?
But that is the Moonlight Stone, a very rare Moonlight Stone in the cultivation world!

Wu Bing's hand holding the Moonlight Stone was getting stronger and stronger, and the sharp tingling sensation made him more and more annoyed. Mo Yiyi saw that Wu Bing's face was not right, and she quickly whispered in a soft voice when the gift was broken. talk.

"We are really happy that the master is here. I bought some things, and I am afraid that villains will snatch them when I go back. With the master in charge, we will be safe and sound this time."

As she said that, she also took out a bag of spirit stones, poured them all out, and buried the place where Wu Bing was sitting.

"Master, this is the mortal world, and the aura is too barren. I'm still too young, and I can't bear it. I put on this suit in order to gather some aura. I'm no better than the master, not as powerful as the master. I'm afraid Taking out high-grade spirit stones and being coveted by others, I can only bring more jewelry. Master, do you feel better?"

Mo Yiyi's words can be heard by anyone with a discerning eye, this is just trying to force the truth.

But being able to get down a step would also make Wu Bing feel much better.

In particular, which monk would not like the feeling of being surrounded by spiritual energy?
Because of this bag of high-grade spirit stones, Wu Bing really felt much better.

When a monk came to the mortal world, the stronger the monk, the more uncomfortable he would feel, just like a fish in the deep sea suddenly lost its water and was released into the desert.

The sudden abundance of spiritual energy made Wu Bing's original reprimand a lot gentler.

"I told you before that you are not allowed to spread Lingshi everywhere!"

"I know, there is a master. If there is no master, I would not dare to do this!"

Wu Bing's anger decreased visibly with the naked eye, and Mo Yiyi hurriedly pursued the victory.

"Master, I bought some fruit trees and put them in the yard in the future. When the time comes, we can still eat the fruit."

"I know the random flower spirit stone!"

Mo Yiyi wanted to show Wu Bing a flattering smile, but failed, so he stretched out his hand to gather up the scattered spirit stones and piled Wu Bing up.

In a place like the mortal world, the gathering of such thick aura can be regarded as enjoyment, and Wu Bing, who was originally very angry, also eased a little.

Wu Bing is not a person who is afraid of things. As a sword cultivator in the infant sword stage, Wu Bing is very courageous. Facing the strong and challenges, he has nothing to be afraid of.

But this time is different, this time he is the steward sent by the sect to recruit disciples, he needs to be responsible for those mortal children, and he is also worried that Mo Yiyi will be killed in a place where he can't see.

This was his first apprentice, and he was still a direct disciple. If something really happened, even if he found out and killed everyone who did it, Mo Yiyi would not be able to survive.

Wu Bing couldn't utter these words, and he was not a talkative swordsman, so in the end, all these words became one sentence.

"Don't do this in the future!"

Mo Yiyi nodded obediently, pulled the spirit stones on the ground to pile up, and asked while stacking them.

"Master, didn't you absorb the Moonlight Stone first? Brother Ding is still watching."

Wu Bing looked at Butan, but Butan subconsciously withdrew his scorching gaze, and tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

Moonlight Stone is indeed very attractive to demon veins, Wu Bing thought for a while, but didn't absorb it, but turned his hand over and put it away.

After doing all this, he looked out of the window, sighed in his heart, and said again.

"Let's not take this as an example. If you have anything you want to buy this time, just buy it. Don't want it in the future..."

"Long live Master! You are so kind, Master!"

Wu Bing shut up, looking at his apprentice with a paralyzed face and a very happy look, the last bit of anger in his heart disappeared.

Forget it, Mo Yiyi is not a sword cultivator yet, she hasn't joined the Sword Sect yet, and she doesn't know how hard the sword cultivator has worked, so let her be happy for another two days.

Wu Bing comforted himself in this way, just at this time, someone knocked on the open door.

Mo Yiyi looked back, and Manager Yang was standing at the door, smiling friendlyly at Mo Yiyi, but from the corner of his eye he was staring at the pile of high-grade spirit stones, feeling the spirit energy emanating from the room, while he was uncontrollably While absorbing the aura that emanates, try to restrain yourself, don't do anything rude in front of a sword cultivator who is a baby sword boy!
But even if he warned himself like this, his tone of voice was still a bit stiff.

"Your honored guest, the shaman, the monk from the White Horse Temple said that you can take those flower papers as a gift."

Wu Bing looked at his apprentice, what monk from the White Horse Temple, what flower paper, what was he talking about?
Mo Yiyi came to the interface very naturally.

"Then bring them all, and then buy me two hundred low-grade spirit stones in return for the White Horse Temple."

Steward Yang agreed dryly, and he was still on the pile of high-grade spirit stones from the corner of his eye. After a long while, he controlled himself, retreated from the door, and closed the door of Room No. [-].

At this time, Mo Yiyi had already returned to his seat, and continued to pay attention to the following auction items through the phantom cast by the floor-to-ceiling windows!

At this time, Wu Bing also moved away from the corner of his eyes staring at Steward Yang, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

At this moment, the auction has reached the tenth piece.

This is a set of furniture, made of a whole tree of golden nanmu, with a total of eleven pieces.

A carved bed made of golden nanmu is exquisite in workmanship, and the carvings of insects, flowers and birds are lifelike, delicate and harmonious.

There are two screens, one on the left and one on the right. The screen on the left is a picture of a peacock, and the one on the right is a picture of a white cat playing with a ball. The screen of silk nanmu is also very finely carved, with a hollow climbing vine design, and there are delicate and small golden flowers among the leaves.

A dressing table is carved from the best piece of golden nanmu, the whole body is complete, the pattern on the dressing table is embossed, and even the handle of the drawer is made into the shape of a bird or a flower branch.

A table is very simple, at least two meters long by visual inspection, a little thick, without carvings, but it is not inferior to other exquisite furniture.

There are four chairs, all of which are made of polished golden silk wood. They are a little bulky, but very imposing.

The last is the cabinet. There are two cabinets. The doors have gold rings and are also carved with flowers, birds, fish and insects.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this set of golden nanmu furniture should come from the royal family.

After all, such things as golden nanmu can only be used by the royal family in the mortal world.

Among the group of people sitting in the front row of the auction, several people all looked at the woman in the middle who was sitting in the middle.

This woman was dressed in gold and silver, with a dignified demeanor, she was unmoved by such stares, she sat with her back straight, but when her eyes fell on the set of furniture, she was slightly lost in thought.

Mo Yiyi liked this set of furniture very much. In fact, she was not the only one, whether it was the monks in the private room or the monks sitting outside, they all participated in this bidding in twos and threes.

Although golden nanmu is just an ordinary wood, it is true that this kind of tree species is rare, and because it is of no value to monks, there are absolutely no monks who specialize in cultivating it.

Therefore, this set of furniture has soared from the base price of 100 low-grade spirit stones to 50 middle-grade spirit stones, and finally Mo Yiyi even offered a high price of 70 middle-grade spirit stones!

It stands to reason that this price is already very high. When hearing the price of 70 middle-grade spirit stones, the princess in the audience also closed her eyes, knowing that this was the final result.

However, Shi Fengqin waited around for another three weeks, and in the second week, a man's voice came from room No. 11.

"100 middle-grade spirit stones."

All of a sudden, the audience was in an uproar, and even the princess opened her eyes, but what she saw was not surprise, but disgust.

(End of this chapter)