Beiluo City.

The news that Young Master Lu closed the bookstore spread like wildfire and soon spread throughout Beiluo City.

Nowadays, there are many practitioners in Beiluo City. After all, as a holy place for practice, as long as he is a practitioner, he will rush to this place.

In particular, there are treasures such as bookstores and trial towers that assist in practice, which naturally attracts countless practitioners.

Lu Mansion.

Lu Changkong and Mo Beike were making tea. Tea leaves in the green with a little fishy red flowed in the purple clay teapot. After a while, they sank into the bottom of the pot.

"Giant, try this tea."

Lu Changkong smiled very kindly.

Lu Changkong is still very good at making tea. After three times of water, the warm tea ripples in the teacup.

Mo Beike's heavy bags trembled.

I picked up the teacup and drank it, and felt a refreshing momentum spread into my body through my mouth.

"What kind of tea is this?"

Mo Beike was surprised that he had never drunk such tea.

Lu Changkong smiled mysteriously, "The spiritual energy was born from heaven and earth, and the world transformed, and practitioners frequently appeared. However, spiritual energy not only created practitioners, but also had many strange spiritual plants."

"There are many effects of spiritual plants. Some can be used to refine elixirs, some can be used as medicine, and some are very delicious..."

"This tea is a kind of mutated tea. I named it in "Baicao Records", Honglei Tea."

Lu Changkong Road.

Mo Beike's eyes couldn't help but lit up.

The heavy eye bags shook.

He stood up and bowed to Lu Changkong. Mo Beike should have returned to Daxuan long ago.

However, it was for the sake of "Hundred Grass Records" in Lu Changkong's hands that Mo Beike had not returned for a long time.

He wanted to copy a copy of Lu Changkong's "Record of Hundred Grasses" as a classic of the peasant family line in the Great Metaphysical Palace.

Therefore, Mo Beike did not hide his thoughts and told Lu Changkong about his thoughts.

Lu Changkong ordered people to get a book.

"This is the "Baicao Record" I copied overnight. Unfortunately, the "Baicao Record" is not complete enough, but it is enough for teaching."

"After a while, I will choose to travel around the world, and at that time, I will improve the "Baicao Record"."

Lu Changkong Road.

Mo Beike's heart suddenly felt solemn.

Shennong tastes hundreds of herbs, not only talks, but also has the spirit of sacrificing oneself.

Just as the two were drinking tea and chatting.

Outside, Luo Yue came quickly.

"City Lord."

Lu Changkong looked at Luo Yue with some confusion.

"The young master asked Tianji Pavilion to spread the world, and three days later, a Baiyujing auction will be held in Beiluo."

Luo Yue said in his eyes.

Um?

As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Changkong and Mo Beike were both stunned.

"Ban'er... is short of money?"

Lu Changkong asked.

Luo Yue didn’t know how to answer, would Young Master Lu be short of money?

The most important practitioner in the world, will the young master take a look at things like money?

What did Mo Beike think of?

Lu Fan's actions are always unpredictable, but Mo Beike knew this time that it was definitely not ordinary.

"Do you have any questions about what will be auctioned?"

Lu Changkong asked.

Luo Yue nodded: "Spiritual elixirs, spiritual tools and some treasures that the young master did not say very clearly."

The words fell.

Mo Beike and Lu Changkong's eyes were both condensed.

...

News of Bai Yujing holding an auction spread all over the world.

With the secret pigeon here, the news spread very quickly.

All forces have received this news.

Not only the power of practitioners, but also some aristocratic families have received news.

The auction held by Bai Yujing will definitely not auction anything ordinary, and it will definitely shock the world.

Therefore, all forces were moved when they heard the news.

Imperial capital.

Fengyan Pavilion.

Today, the first spring building of the imperial capital is very lively.

Women of all kinds of beauty are posing in the pavilions and corridors.

However, the Fengyan Pavilion is the Spring Tower on the surface, but the Black Dragon Sect is secretly the base.

Behind the secret door of Fengyan Pavilion, there is a villa.

Liu Yuanhao sat cross-legged, with a white flame lingering beside him, and a splash of light was beating in his eyes.

After twisting his neck, Liu Yuanhao opened his mouth, and the white flames floated out with a blazing heat.

Under Liu Yuanhao's control, this flame was constantly changing.

"It's done!"

Liu Yuanhao showed joy.

His connection with the flame became increasingly close, and he even tempered the third treasure.

Relying on this flame, he can even burst out with strength that is not inferior to the peak of the body treasure.

suddenly.

Footsteps were heard outside the courtyard again.

A figure slowly entered.

This is a practitioner with a black scale embedded on his forehead. He has a strong aura, a peak in Qi Dan, and a half-step physical hidden level.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Yuanhao's eyes flashed with brilliance and he asked.

Under normal circumstances, the Black Dragon Guard will not disturb him.

"In three days, Bai Yujing will hold an auction... At that time, some precious spiritual pills, spiritual tools, etc. will be auctioned."

"And many people speculate that not only that, Young Master Beilu may auction more precious things at that time, but I can't guess what this precious thing is."

Black Dragon Guard.

Liu Yuanhao stood up and the white flames dissipated.

He paced slowly step by step.

"Why did Bai Yujing... suddenly hold an auction?"

"With Bai Yujing's status, there is no need to hold any auction."

"However, for the world, this is a good thing. If you can take some elixirs, spiritual tools, etc.... it will be of great benefit to the development of our Black Dragon Sect."

Liu Yuanhao poured a cup of tea and held the tea. The already cold tea water in the tea cup gradually became hot and boiling.

"This auction will be three days later?"

Liu Yuanhao asked.

The Black Dragon Guard nodded.

“This is not good news.”
To be continued...