Thanks to the blessings of several patrons, especially Hong Fang ’s last strong “support”, Ye Lingyue was fully credited with 1,000 quintessence elixirs. After deducting the handling fee, the total amount was more than 900,000. Gold, this money, is enough for Ye Lingyue to buy a set of Liuliu martial arts.
Even, she can save some money to support the ghost gate.
After the Elixir was sold, the crowd dispersed.
In the prefecture-level auction hall, it became lively again.
"The auction method of the thirteen young people really opened the eyes of the old man. After the Yangtze River wave pushed forward, it would not be good if he did not accept the old one." Although he was also a head of injustice, He Lao Er was kind-hearted and when Ye Lingyue saw him , Much better attitude.
Although the price given by Ye Lingyue is not cheap, but this sale alone brought 100,000 gold to the commission of Wanbao Cave.
Ye Lingyue politely said a few words, and He Lao went to greet other guests.
"Ling Yue, you know his identity, why did you let me give him the Elixir. Hong Fang is a man with a long-term plan and a sly nature. He bought the Flying Dan at a high price, which is not a good thing." Paying attention to the two, Feng Xin lowered his voice and asked Ye Lingyue.
The relationship between Ye Lingyue and Hong Fang was already clear when he knew her.
Learning that Ye Lingyue had such a tragic childhood, Feng Xin couldn't help but feel sorry.
Unfortunately he failed to meet her when she needed protection most.
He even forgot that at that time, he was only a weak and sick young man.
Paying attention to the soft light under Feng Xin's eyes, Ye Lingyue's heart jumped slightly, as if the tenderness in his eyes hurt, she didn't open her face.
Feng Xin's appraisal of Hong Fang was really bloody.
Recalling Fang Cai, Feng Xin made a few words, and made Hong Fang and Liu Qingqi unclear, and Ye Lingyue felt funny.
The longer he spent with Feng Xin, Ye Lingyue found out that he knew less and less of him.
In front of him, he was a harmless beautiful boy, and it was easy to attract women's sympathy.
Sometimes, it seemed like a cunning hawkish profiteer, and even more sometimes, he would exude a cold breath that made her feel chilly.
Which side is the real one?
Ye Lingyue thought a thousand times, but when he thought of the last, he was relieved.
Feng Xin's parents died in his childhood. He is the only one who supports the huge Feng Mansion. He is harmless only because he believes in himself.
The profiteers are either cold or cold. I am afraid they are the umbrellas he used to protect himself.
"I just want to see, he is going to use the flying pill to do bad things. Feng Xin, you don't really think that I will be so kind, and sell the power pill so casually? I also kept my hand, and I would n’t be stupid to take a stone and hit my foot. "She smiled, leaned into Feng Xin's ear and muttered a few words.
It turned out that Lingyue added a special spice to her invisible Dan.
This special scent can be distinguished as soon as it appears.
The so-called invisible Dan is useless in front of her.
As for Hong Fang's flying pill, it was like a fake replacement flying pill, and nothing was added to it. It was just that, when the pill was delivered, Ye Lingyue unknowingly changed the flying pill. , Replaced by her refined, a defective flying pill.
This also means that the flying pill purchased by Hong Fang at the price of vomiting blood, after being taken, is maintained for a period much shorter than the half an hour that Ye Lingyue said earlier.
Rao is a person with a slender mind like Feng Qin. After listening to Ye Lingyue's words, he couldn't help crying and laughing. He finally understood why the saint has a cloud: only women and children are difficult to raise.
However, this is Ye Lingyue, who is Ye Lingyue that Feng Xin knows.
She likes her good or bad.
Ye Lingyue's purse was sufficient, she simply pulled Feng Xin and began to hang out.
The items in the prefecture-level auction are indeed much stronger than those in the Xuan-level auction.
In the middle, Ye Lingyue even found some seventh-grade panacea, but the price of these panacea was as high as thousands or even tens of five panacea.
"Amitabha--."
Suddenly listening to the Buddha, Ye Lingyue noticed that in the corner of the vocal auction house, the old monk sitting cross-legged was wearing a well-known worn-out zen suit.
In front of him, there was a copper bowl unpainted.
In front of the old monk, there was a robe, and on the robe, there was a scroll the size of a tile.
There are many guests coming and going, but the old monk is noticed, but there is no one, as if the old monk does not exist.
Soon, Ye Lingyue realized that it was because the old monk placed a spiritual prohibition beside him. Only the person who unlocked the prohibition could discover his existence.
It was an interesting monk who came to sell things and put a ban on it.
Ye Lingyue stepped forward curiously.
The scroll is engraved with skewed ancient text.
It is a pity that these Sanskrit Ye Lingyue do not know, even if this iron coupon is photographed, it is useless.
"This is the Iron Book of Vedas," Feng Xin said beside him.
"What is the Vedic Sect, do you recognize the text above?" Ye Lingyue said.
"The ancient Sanskrit Buddhism used texts to copy Buddhist scriptures and some important documents. The Vedic Sect is one of the side branches of the ancient Buddhism. It was once very prosperous in the Central Plains. After the war raged, the Central Plains cult became popular, and the Vedic Sect has also fallen. The monk should be a survivor of the Vedic sect. "
Feng Xin has been weak since childhood, and spent most of his time on the sickbed when he was young.
In order to solve his loneliness, before the age of ten, the Northern Qing Emperor Zeng Guangnao enrolled hundreds of Confucian scholars on the mainland. One of them was the power of Buddhism, and he taught him a lot of Dharma and ancient Sanskrit.
Regarding the Vedic Sect, it was the Buddha Sect who taught it to Feng Xin.
"Then take a quick look, what is recorded on this iron scroll of Danshu." Ye Lingyue felt the mysterious power calling himself when he saw the iron scroll of Danshu at the first sight.
"The Sanskrit text above has been disrupted. I can only speculate that this is a kind of martial arts practice of Buddhism. As for the grade, I ca n’t guarantee that I can only buy this piece of iron coupon and go back to renew it. Only after it was translated, did Feng know. ”Feng Xin paid a ritual to the old monk.
"Budu has a destiny, two of them have a destiny with Lao Qu." The old monk's eyelids moved slightly and returned to Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin as a gift.
"Old monk, we have a destiny with you. It's not easy to say, but the money in my purse must have a destiny with you." Ye Lingyue thinks it's funny, these Buddhist people, one by one, don't go in oil and salt on weekdays. Very well, to put it bluntly, I don't have to worry about Chai Mi You Yan.