In the early morning, the sky in Qubu City seemed particularly bright.

The sun shines down, shining on the plaque of Wanbao Tower, and the three big characters are shining brightly.

Wanbaolou, a Wannian old store in Qubu, and even in the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, are all famous golden signs.

However, on the outside, Wanbao Building is not very big, about four or five floors high and does not cover a wide area. These are comparable to the Zuixianjiu Shop, but this building is not only of this scale in front of you.

On weekdays, it is very lively. There are countless people coming to trade cultivators. A large-scale auction will be held today, and there are puppets of the Nascent Soul level to be auctioned. The news has spread throughout the border and southeastern states. If the cultivators who are moving across the river are like crucian carp, they will line up long snakes in front of the door early in the morning.

Although the treasures auctioned by Wanbaolou are limited to the jurisdiction of the Great Qin State, it can be said to be an open and upright business, not as ulterior motives as Yingui Mountain, but the cultivators who came here still have many masks, including ferocious wolf heads, green-faced and fanged ghosts, and even funny clowns. They look like various things, but they only have one function, which is to block others' spiritual sense to spy on others.

Fortunately, the Wanbaolou does not register its identity, and the cultivator who wants to enter the transaction does not care who you are. He only needs to pay ten low-grade spirit stones. This is just the entry fee to prevent idle people from hiding in and watching the fun.

"Damn it, it's so terrible."

In the queue, a fat man with a big waist and round waist was full of distress and complained to himself.

"I have heard of Wanbaolou for a long time. I thought about buying a few cheap magic weapons before returning to Yu Country. It was not considered a waste of time to come to Lu Country. But I didn't expect that I would even have to charge money when entering the door?"

Five low-grade spirit stones are nothing to the cultivators who come here to participate in the auction, so when they hear the big man's complaints, they look full of disdain.

"Brother, if you are inconvenient to your hand, you can invite you in."

Suddenly, a cheerful voice came from behind the team, which fell into the fat man's ears. He suddenly felt aroused and turned around and walked forward quickly, his face full of fat and smiled.

"Don't...don't..."

However, before he finished speaking, the man with a grimace mask standing in front of him suddenly stretched out his index finger and made a ban on the sound, so that the fat man could open his mouth and vomit it back into his stomach.

"Brother Yu, I haven't seen each other for several days, but I'm fine."

Of course, this ghost-faced masked man was Mo Wentian. He came to attend the auction today, but he didn't expect that he would meet Yu Dadan here, which is the young master of Yu.

A few days ago, they met on the Huaihe Painting Boat and made an appointment to participate in the academy recruitment of the Shengruzong Sect. However, Yu Dadan was a little talented and had not completed the academy climbing test, so he became the loser in the first round.

This was also expected. Yu Dabang didn't care at all. After learning that Guo Zijian was hired by the Liyuan, he was very happy. He knew that Zhu Sishan could not be accommodated, so he simply went to Qubu City to see the world.

Wanbao Tower is famous for the border spiritual realm. Since he came to Qubu City, he planned to come here to find a few magic weapons, which is not considered a waste of time to come to Lu. Unexpectedly, he met Mo Wentian here and was quite happy at the moment.

"Oh, your maid is here too!"

Soon, Yu Dabang's eyes filtered out Mo Wentian, and the sand snake landed behind him. Even though he was wearing the mask of an ugly old woman, his delicate and curved figure was hard to hide.

"Brother Yu, what did Zijian say to you?"

Mo Wentian frowned slightly, and just looking at Yu Dabang's appearance, he understood in his heart that when he climbed the mountain on Zhusi, he told Guo Zijian the real name and asked Yu Yu Dabang to tell him. It seemed that this brother was completely in front of his ears.

"say what?"

Yu Dadan looked confused and laughed: "It's okay, there are tens of thousands of scholars in the world. How many people have truly become disciples of the Saint Confucian Academy? Brothers don't have to think too much. You might as well go to Yu Country with me to relax. Although the place is poorer, the Great Sword is also good, and it is definitely not worse than your Zheng Country."

What are these?

Mo Wentian was speechless. It seemed that Yu Dadan knew nothing. He thought he was also a loser from the academy, but instead began to enlighten himself here.

As they were talking, they had already arrived at the entrance. Two gray-clothed disciples of the Holy Artifact Sect charged the fee here. Without Mo Wentian's instructions, the sand snake reached out and touched the treasure bag, and took out fifteen low-grade spirit stones and threw them away.

"Spend, spend money, make you spend money."

Yu Dadan looked embarrassed, but he patted his chest and said, "When the auction is time, if you don't have enough spirit stones, just open your mouth and get them from me, don't be polite."

Mo Wentian just smiled slightly and led the sand snake into Wanbao Tower. Yu Dadan followed him in a hurry, and his eyes suddenly lit up. It suddenly became spacious inside, as if he had walked into another world.

Yu Dadan looked in disbelief and shouted, "Are you wrong? It's so big?"

Mo Wentian was not so shocked. After all, I saw a similar situation in the Confucius's Thatched House a few days ago. This should be the construction technique passed down by the Holy Artifact Sect, which is similar to the enlarged space of the treasure sac. Although it looks only ten feet in a radius outside, it is a hundred feet in a radius inside.

Wanbao Tower, just at this point, is already well-deserved.

Although it is in the main hall, the space in front of you is like on a lively street, with hundreds of shops out of thin air, and thousands of cultivators gathered in the market to choose from. Sometimes bargaining sounds, but more of them were hawking loudly.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, two hundred swords, two hundred swords, and one hundred magic bows. All the goods are sold at a loss regardless of cost. Real value for money, and real value for money."

"Flying knives, sleeve arrows, bone-transmitting needles, Zhuge crossbows and other big sale, home travel, and murder and robbery."

"Blacks, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, whips, maces, hammers, grab sticks, spears, sticks, crutches, meteors, all eighteen weapons are available, all 25, and the whole venue is 25, and you can't buy 25, and you can't buy 25, and you can't buy 25, and you can't be fooled."

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Obviously, Wanbaolou relies on the Holy Artifact Sect, and the most common magic weapons sold here are magic weapons. Take ordinary low-grade magic weapons for example. In Yunzhou, Zheng State, there are at least six or seven hundred low-grade spirit stones, but here is less than half the price.

It is precisely because of this that the Qubu of Lu Kingdom attracted countless cultivators to buy the cheapest magic weapon here. Even if there are those you can’t use, you can make a lot of money by taking it back and selling it.

"My God, these are all treasures!"

Yu Dadan was shocked, as if Liu Laolao walked into the Grand View Garden and felt that everything she saw was very fresh. The items traded here were of extremely high quality. Some things could be regarded as treasures in the town store when they were placed in Yu Guojun City, but here were ordinary objects.

This made Yu Dabang very excited. He looked around now. He originally wanted to buy it immediately, but hesitated whether there was a cheaper one. In the trading market of Zonghengqianmo, he quickly couldn't figure out the direction and disappeared into the bustling crowd.

Mo Wentian just walked around casually and found that although it is mainly based on magic tools, it also operates herbs, elixirs, talismans, spell secrets, spiritual pets, etc., which are quite dazzling, but the price is surprisingly high, far less affordable than magic weapons.

The first floor is just a cultivation market. What you buy is only ordinary items. If you want to buy a little higher, of course you have to go to the auction hall on the second floor. Today's auction was originally very grand, and people have already gone to the entrance on the second floor.

However, there seemed to be a fee here, and there were four green robe disciples who were specifically guarding the registration. The monks who went upstairs all threw down some spirit stones and could only be allowed to climb the tower after receiving the jade plaque.

At this time, when Mo Wentian was just queuing up, a voice came from the front of the line.

"My fellow Taoist, I wonder what private room to book?"

A square-faced green robe disciple looked calm. He should be a disciple of the Holy Artifact Sect and was responsible for guarding the entrance to the second floor of Wanbao Building.

"My friend, of course I want the best private room. I am not short of spirit stones, but only face."

In front, there is an old man in brocade clothes and jade robe. He has a precious jade pendant hanging around his waist and a jade ring on his thumb. It seems that they are all good-quality magic weapons, showing his noble identity.

"Forgive me, fellow Taoist, I'm going to book all the Tianzi private rooms, so it's better to settle for the second best. There's still room for the Dizi private rooms."

The square-faced disciple had a respectful face. There was a great customer in front of him, so of course he did not dare to offend anything.

"Hey, then the local private room can only be like this."

The old man in Jinyi seemed to know the rules, but he didn't force it. He reached out and took out five top-grade spirit stones and threw them on the long table in one word.

At that moment, a disciple of the Holy Artifact Sect took out a white token. This seemed to be the certificate of the square box, but the old man in brocade clothes didn't look at it, so he grabbed the jade plaque and walked upstairs.

After the old man in Jinyi left, some monks took out the spirit stones, but most of them were yellow-shaped boxes, and some were Xuan-shaped boxes, but there were fewer Earth-shaped boxes. Mo Wentian could see clearly from behind, so he naturally saw the tricks inside.

The auction hall of Wanbaolou is divided into four categories: Tiandi Xuanhuang, among which the Tian character box is the most noble, and usually only the royal family can be booked, otherwise even if there are spiritual stones, it will not be booked.

The lower one was the floor-shaped box that the old man in Jinyi ordered, which required five high-grade spirit stones; the second was the Xuan character box, which required fifty medium-grade spirit stones; of course, the cheapest one was the yellow character box, which only needed five medium-grade spirit stones.
Chapter completed!