Abandoned Daughter Begins to Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 122 Auction.

At first glance, there are two big numbers 456 and 457 written on the ticket. These two numbers are the seats for the two of them. They say they are seats, but they are actually small benches under the temporary high platform. Even so, there are Many people tried their best to get it but couldn't get it.

If Wen Renqing hadn't been pretty good among the crowd, he would have been kicked out of the crowd, where would he have been able to get tickets?

"Uh! Wen Renqing, have you heard anything about the Shen family?"

Xia Chuxue couldn't help but ask. Wen Renqing and she were considered life-and-death friends who had experienced catastrophes. Even though both parties had some reservations about each other, most of them were not too defensive.

"Ah? Elder Shen? I was busy squeezing in to grab tickets just now. I was too loud. No one said anything about Elder Shen! What's wrong? Your enemy?"

Wen Renqing's eyes were burning with the fire of gossip. He really wanted to know where Xia Chuxue came from?

She had said before that she was from the secular world, but even if she heard that Renqing was beaten to death, she wouldn't believe it!

In the secular world...can a monk at the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage be cultivated?Haha, stop being ridiculous!

It was only out of respect for Xia Chuxue that I didn't expose her.

"Well, I haven't seen it, but I have a friend who I don't want to deal with!"

"Pfft! Don't deal with it? It seems that your friend's strength is not low."

Xia Chuxue smiled bitterly and didn't answer any more. The more she explained, the more likely the other party would catch the loophole in the question, so she just kept silent.

It would be right not to speak.

"Then again, the auction starts tomorrow. Should we go to the auction house to sell those trophies?"

When Wen Renqing heard this, he immediately blushed. He, a tall and dignified man, actually threw business out of the window just to gossip about other people's personal affairs.

He laughed awkwardly twice and returned to his original gentleness and manners.

"Let's go right now. There are probably a lot of people going to auction things, so go back early!"

When we arrived at a small house next to the auction house's warehouse, it was crowded with people. There were many people standing outside who couldn't squeeze in. They were discussing the auction items, and even those who wanted to get out couldn't get out.

It was so noisy for a while that it was really more of a vegetable market than a vegetable market.

Xia Chuxue and Wen Renqing stood at the end of the crowd, looking at the "vast sea of ​​people" in front of them, well, their scalps were numb.

God, are we going to wait until the Year of the Donkey?
Oops, I didn’t expect that the world of cultivating immortals would be so “generous”. Don’t you even know how to line up?

Not only is it uncomfortable to be crowded around like this, but the work efficiency is also extremely poor.

After all, there are so many people chattering there, and the monks talking about business in front of them are easily affected.

But this is also a good way to exercise your mental state. The things you concentrate on in a crowded place require undivided concentration, which most people cannot do.

Xia Chuxue checked with her mental power. The two parties in the room who were talking about the goods were really not affected by the thunder.

Secretly gave a thumbs up.

I have to say that he is a monk who has reached a certain state!

In order not to be crowded in, Xia Chuxue and Wen Renqing waited outside, hoping to wait until there were fewer people before going in.

But they were wrong.

There were more and more people, and everyone was squeezing in with all their strength, in small groups. Seeing that the sky was about to set, Xia Chuxue felt that this was really not an option.

So he had an idea, took out a spiritual stone from his storage bag, held it in his hand, and threw it back. "Whose spirit stone fell off? Go and pick it up for me!"

Xia Chuxue winked at Wen Renqing.

When Wen Renqing saw this, he walked over to pick it up, but the road ahead was already blocked, and many people swarmed to grab the spiritual stone.

Of course, those who grab the spirit stones are all low-level monks in the Qi Refining Stage. Spirit Stones are already very precious to them. People like them who are on the first or second level of the Qi Refining Stage usually have the most spirit stones on their bodies. You can also get one or two pieces of beads and spiritual stones, but only one or two pieces.

Now that spiritual stones are falling from the sky, who wouldn’t grab them?
However, during those advanced Qi training stages, he seemed much calmer. He just turned his head and showed disdain, and started to squeeze in again.

Seeing this, Xia Chuxue quickly grabbed Wen Renqing and squeezed in when she saw the opportunity. The latter looked at the little hand holding his sleeve, his expression a little stiff.

Just like this, people were squeezing around, the sun had already set on the horizon, and it was about to get dark, and it was finally Xia Chuxue's turn.

She was so excited that she almost cried.

Heaven and earth, I will never be crowded with others again in this life.

It feels like God has mercy on me for not being squeezed this afternoon.

Originally, Wen Renqing wanted to squeeze in by himself, but those things were in the storage bags of the two of them, and the storage bags had the owner's spiritual mark on them, so he couldn't take Xia Chuxue's storage bag to trade. , because it cannot be opened at all, unless the consciousness is erased.

Every monk's storage bag is their belongings and their privacy. How could Wen Renqing do such a thing?
There is a long wooden table at the end of the small house, where four determined monks are responsible for inspecting the transaction and negotiating the price.

Behind them is a small door leading to the warehouse, so that specialized monks will transport the traded treasures directly to the warehouse.

As for the transaction items, they were all exchanged directly from this storage bag to another storage bag, and they were not open to the outside world at all.

After the monks who specialize in transportation took the storage bags to the warehouse, they took out the contents and sorted them one by one. Finally, they took the empty storage bags to the trading hall to collect the items, and the cycle continued.

It was Xia Chuxue's turn. She saw that the monk didn't even raise his head. He held the jade slip in his hand and held it between his eyebrows, as if he was typing something when he met.

"What do you have for auction?"

This is a secret transmission, for fear that the auction items will be spread before the auction starts.

"Oh, I have here the fangs of the long-armed wolf-headed ape, animal fire, complete skin, the bones and blood of the black bear monster, ten plants..."

Xia Chuxue came one by one.

Later, because it was troublesome, he directly transferred all the hunting knives in the storage bag with Wen Renqing to the other party's storage bag.

The monk used his mental power to scan through the storage bag, his eyes flashing, he raised his head and glanced at Xia Chuxue, nodded with a smile, and then began to write down quickly.

The mental power is inputting something on the jade slip, and the specific operation is also very simple.

She quickly completed the transaction, and at the same time, Wen Wenqing also completed the transaction with another monk.

"Ah, it's finally done!"

She moved her fists and feet, stretched her arms, and bent her neck. After washing all afternoon, her whole body felt stiff.

"Yes, we can go to an open-air restaurant to have a delicious meal now, and then quietly wait for tomorrow's arrival!"

Wen Renqing looked at Xia Chuxue's appearance and suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart.

(End of this chapter)