The visitor was Ye Wangxi, a gentleman who had lived in the same hospital with Mo Ran in Peach Blossom Land before.

Today, he was wearing a crane with silver silk embroidered under the blue base of the Rufengmen, a royal blue hairband, and a silver sachet with auspicious beasts with pearls on his waist. Perhaps because he took off his military uniform, although his eyebrows and eyes were still heroic, it also added a bit of elegance.

The chief manager of Xuanyuan Pavilion welcomed the general, lowered his eyes and said, "Yan Xianjun."

Ye Wangxi nodded and said, "I came to bid for something on my order from my charity. I'll ask the general manager to lead me upstairs."

"The Lord of the Pavilion knows that the Immortal Lord is here. The private room of Rufengmen has been prepared for a long time. I'll take you up here."

Ye Wangxi took the dozen disciples of the Confucian style sect upstairs, leaving behind a group of people in the hall who were covering their heads and faces whispering.

"The people from the Rufeng Sect are here today?"

"Who is that immortal king? Why haven't you seen it before..."

Mo Ran thought to himself, you have never seen him, so of course there is a reason to have not seen him. At the same time, he couldn't help but be curious, and watched Ye Wangxi's back disappear at the corner, and then said to Chu Wanning: "Master, you have been in the Confucian Sect before. Do you know this Xianjun Ye?"

"I don't know." Chu Wanning frowned slightly, "but I always feel a little kind..." He paused, closed his eyes and thought for a while, but still shook his head, "I can't remember it."

Mo Ran scratched his head and said, "This Xianjun Ye was staying in the same courtyard with me in Taohuayuan. He has a great strength. Now he is taking the place of the Rufeng Sect to buy things. I think his status in the sect is not low, so his master doesn't even know him?"

"There are 72 cities in the Rufeng Sect, and the staff are very dispersed. I don't like to walk around and don't bother to ask about the affairs inside the Sect, so it's not surprising that I don't know him."

As the two were talking, a bright yellow candlelight lit up on the Rufengmen box on the third floor. It must be that Ye Wangxi and his party had already entered and settled down. The highest floor of Xuanyuan Pavilion is specially reserved for major sects, but it is rarely used on weekdays, so everyone looked up and found it very strange.

With the public participation of the Confucian Party, everyone's expectations for this bidding meeting suddenly increased several degrees. After a cup of tea, the white jade lotus platform in the center suddenly shone brightly. A colorful red silk satin was thrown from the dome of Xuanyuan Pavilion, and a snow-colored shaved shiny was only eleven years old. The pretty girl, who was barefoot, pulled the ribbon and turned from the air, and gently fell on the cold white jade lotus platform.

"Immortals have been waiting for a long time. I am the second master of Xuanyuan Pavilion." The pretty little girl smiled and said, "I am grateful to all the immortals and come to the meeting from all over the world. Xuanyuan Pavilion should adhere to the convention and give back to you the above treasures."

Mo Ran had good ears and heard someone talking below: "The second owner of Xuanyuan Pavilion is actually a little girl with a bad breast?"

"Oh, brother, you really have no knowledge. Do you know how old this 'little girl' is?"

"Ten? Fifteen? You can't be twenty years old."

"Hey, be stunned. I'm over 100 years old. You call her great grandma and you're still a little girl."

"What?! Brother Liu, are you kidding me? How could this little thing be one hundred years old?"

"This is Gu Yue Ye, the world's number one medicine sect. What is impossible? It's just a pill for eternal youth."

"Wow--"

The man who exclaimed in a low voice must have been here for the first time. After hearing this, he stretched his neck excitedly and couldn't help but hold his purse with his hand. He seemed to be eager to know what kind of magic medicines and treasures Xuanyuan Pavilion would take out for sale.

The second pavilion master did not disappoint everyone. With her snap of her fingers, a hole was cracked in the center of the stone lotus, and a small stamen-shaped platform slowly rose, with five palm-sized velvet brocade boxes on it. Each box was opened open openly, revealing the pills shining with mother-of-pearl luster inside.

Immediately someone laughed and shouted: "Isn't this a love-infatuated pill? What's so strange?"

"That's right, even if the first one sells it is not a rare treasure, you can't use the love pill to make up the numbers."

The second pavilion master was not angry when he heard the yelling below. Instead, he bent his eyes with a smile and said aloud: "You guys have such good eyesight. This is indeed a good love pill. But as we all know, although love pills are difficult to refine, they are not very rare things. Naturally, my Xuanyuan Pavilion cannot use ordinary items to entertain guests."

She said, picked up one of the brocade boxes, held it in her palm, and closed the box with a click.

Although the distance between the people was far and wide, they were equipped with a spiritual mirror in front of them, so that they could see the details of the treasure clearly. Only then did everyone notice the snake-shaped heraldry on the lid of the box.

"Holy Hand of Cold Scale?!" Someone gasped.

The second Pavilion Master smiled and said, "Yes, each of these five boxes of love pills comes from the elixir of the elder of the self-sect, the Hanlin Holy Hand. Although the ordinary love pills can be bewitching people's hearts and make the takers obsessed with them, their effectiveness can only last for half a year, and it is very easy to prepare the corresponding antidote. But these five..." Her slender fingertips lifted the brocade box and said with caution, "It can be managed for a full ten years, and there is no medicine to solve it."

"What?"

"Oh my God, how is this possible..."

"The Cold Scale Holy Hand is so terrible..."

The second pavilion master waited for the noise below to calm down, and then smiled again: "In order to distinguish it from ordinary love pills, the Hanlin Saint Hand named these five elixirs Zhongqing Pills. You only need to buy one and incorporate it into the water to persuade people to drink it. In ten years, we will ensure that the other party is infatuated with you and will never waver."

A female cultivator asked loudly below: "Is there really no antidote to solve this after taking it? Then if I don't like him for less than ten years, wouldn't I still let him pester me?"

Everyone started to laugh. The second pavilion master also smiled politely and said, "What the girl said is very true, so Xuanyuan Pavilion here to remind you that there is no medicine in the world of Zhongqing Pills. Unless the ten-year period expires, only death can be broken. If it is not a matter of being infatuated and unavailable, it is better not to drug the other party."

After the introduction, he began to bid for the price. Mo Ran looked at the people who were shouting for the price one after another, most of the people below were female cultivators, and couldn't help but be amazed.

"It's so scary."

"Good. The relationship earned so much is really boring."

Hearing Chu Wanning's response, Mo Ran turned around, looked back and forth at him, and smiled and said, "Master, you must be careful. You are so beautiful. I am afraid that the female cultivator here who is at the top of life and death will buy it and secretly put it in the water you drink, so that you will love her. But you are a married man and can't get along with others anymore."

“…”

This man made a joke about him, and Chu Wanning wanted to get angry, but for the first time in his life, he heard Mo Ran say that he was good-looking and couldn't get angry anymore, so he pursed his lips into a cold line, turning his face and too lazy to pay attention to him.

"But if you really take this medicine to the other party, you must like it so badly." Mo Ran muttered, seeing that the five boxes of pills were quickly bought, she sighed and shook her head, "It's so pitiful."

Chu Wanning stared at the snow-white wall for a while, then said calmly: "If you really like the other person, how could you bear to give him such medicine? You are still young, and you don't understand some things."

Am I still young?

Mo Ran turned his head and smiled deeply: "I don't understand, Master will understand? Then Master is planning to talk to me about Master's wife?"

"Get out of here."

“Hahahahahaha.”

While laughing, the second item was placed on the booth.

"Taker fragrant dew." The second pavilion master introduced crisply, "It still comes from the furnace of the Han Scale Holy Hand. This is the latest medicine dew made by the Han Scale. The disciples of Gu Yueye have tried it and it is very useful."

Monk Jia is quite educated: "Ink Xianglu?"

Monk B was a little hungry: "Fu Fenglu?"

The monk was confused: "Touch the fragrance and dew?"

Chu Wanning thought for a moment, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and looked at the five porcelain bottles on the stage: "Dirty Tapirus...Does it be a dreamt tapir?"

The second pavilion master did not mean to deliberately lose everyone's appetite. Seeing that everyone was confused, he immediately explained with a smile: "The reason why it is called Takrela is that the blood of the strange beast Trela's claw tip is used in the medicinal materials. It takes only a drop of it to drink it in the tea and it can last for seven days, and it will be good for every day. This is of little significance to ordinary monks, but due to the influence of the mental method and cultivation, some immortals have constant nightmares and are rarely able to sleep. Over time, it is very easy to get involved in the devil, so this Takrela is the best choice."

When Chu Wanning heard this, he suddenly thought of the realistic dream he had before. Although it was not a nightmare, it really made him feel vaguely uneasy...

The second pavilion master was still pushing her medicine without any effort: "In addition, this tapir fragrance has the effect of regulating spiritual energy and assisting in practice."

Chu Wanning was still thinking deeply and unmoved.

"If there are children at home practicing, Takrela is also excellent for them. The Holy Hand of Cold Scale thought that there would be a teacher to buy it for Tong Xiu, so he specially made these five bottles of Takrelata into five flavors. The red bottle has lychee flavor, the yellow bottle has orange flavor, the white bottle has lactose flavor, the purple bottle has grape flavor, and the black bottle has mulberry flavor. These sweetness is extremely pure, and the taste is a hundred times better than ordinary candy. If you drink it once, the taste can be left between your lips and teeth all day, which is very wonderful."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver sign was placed on the second floor.

Because the second and third floors are far away and the bid is inconvenient, they both write the price on the silver sign and then throw the sign down. The silver signs will accurately float to the pavilion master if they cover the magic spell.

The second pavilion master pinched the sign that was floating in and glanced at it: "…………”

At the same time, in the private room, Chu Wanning casually put down the used brush and drank tea leisurely. Mo Ran looked around and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

The second pavilion master downstairs voice sounded: "The second floor, Tianzi, has a bid of 500,000 gold. Is there any price increase?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were in an uproar.

This tapir fragrant dew is good, but it is obviously not as popular as the Zhongqing Dan just now. The five boxes of Zhongqing Dan sold a total of 300,000 gold, while these five bottles of dew cost 500,000 yuan, which is already an inflated price.

"It should have been bought by some young master's parents." Someone muttered.

"It must have been bought for the rich young master to practice."

Some monks in the crowd who suffered from the pain of being possessed by the devil were cruel and cruel: "I will pay 550,000 for these five bottles."

"Takiram, the current price is 550,000 yuan, is there any--"

Before the second pavilion master finished speaking, a silver sign floated down from the air, still thrown from the elegant seat on the second floor of Tianzi. She glanced at it and couldn't help but open her eyes wide.

"Sorry, I misunderstood before. I will correct it here. What the guest on the second floor said just now was that he paid 500,000 yuan per bottle, a total of 2.5 million yuan..."

Unless a fool would compete with Chu Wanning for this price, he watched the servant bring five bottles of Tarica Xianglu in, Mo Ran felt that he was not very good.

Two million and five million...

Chu Wanning bought a dessert...

Feeling Mo Ran's ghostly eyes, Chu Wanning asked calmly: "What's wrong?"

"Ah haha, nothing, I just didn't expect that Master would like this kind of thing."

"How could I like the kid's stuff?" Chu Wanning said Anran, "Buy it for Xia Sini."

“…”

Pack.

Mo Ran twitched in the middle of his eyebrows, I see when you can pretend.

The items sold were taken out one by one. Although the ones behind were rare spiritual medicines or treasures, they were of no value to Mo Ran and Chu Wanning. The two of them drank tea while waiting for the appearance of Shenwu's "return".

Mo Ran leaned against the window, his black clothes wrapped around his waist, making him look wider and longer with his shoulders. He looked at the lively situation below, and then looked up at the Rufengmen box upstairs.

"By the way, Master, how did my uncle settle the matter about Peach Blossom Land? You haven't told me in detail."

"It's not a matter of settlement. This matter cannot be broken up, and it may be alarmed. The Lord knows the truth but cannot be executed. However, he and Yu Min turned their faces and brought Shi Mei and Xue Meng back to the top of life and death. The quarrel was so terrifying that it was so great that the disciples of several sects saw it. Some people thought that the Peach Blossom Land was unreliable and had left. This Ye Wangxi must be like this." After eating a piece of osmanthus cake, Chu Wanning reached out to get the second piece, "The Lord said to the outside world that you have caused trouble and are reflecting behind closed doors at the top of life and death. This can cover up your whereabouts for a while."

Mo Ran scratched his head: "It sounds very troublesome. Thank you so much for your hard work..."

While muttering, the Lord of Xuanyuan Pavilion on the Nine-Level Lotus Platform suddenly cleared his throat with amplification technique. The beautiful sound of Kunshan jade-breaking instantly spread throughout every inch of the gap.
To be continued...