Capital City, Jubao Building.

When it comes to Jubao Building, those who are interested in collecting it in the capital know that this is the largest auction building in Beijing. The reputation of this building is only circulated in the upper-level collection circle of the capital, because every piece of antique calligraphy and painting auctioned in this building is

There are no cultural relics less than 10 million yuan.

Those who can afford to collect more than tens of millions of dollars are naturally upper-class people in the capital who are either rich or noble.

Jubao Tower covers a very wide area. The courtyard pavilion in front is a place that people who play in the capital can access, and it is also an auction area for calligraphy, painting, antiques and toys in the ordinary sense of the secular world.

But the auction area in the front yard of Jubao Building is only a surface, or it is used to cover up the purpose.

The real core area is in the backyard.

The backyard also has an auction area with three big words "Jubao Pavilion" written on it, but the auction here is not the antiques of the secular world calligraphy and paintings.

The auctions here are all things related to cultivation, such as various spiritual pills, elixirs, secrets, combat skills, treasures, etc. used for cultivation.

This pavilion is the main base of Jubao Pavilion in the ancient martial arts world.

Jubao Pavilion is extremely mysterious in the ancient martial arts world and has a long history. In terms of its background and power, it is no less than the prosperous families in the ancient martial arts world. The holy land is weaker. The owner of Jubao Pavilion is even more mysterious ancient martial arts people. He rarely

Appeared in the ancient martial arts world.

Basically, Jubao Pavilion is equivalent to monopolizing the market in the ancient martial arts world about the auction of cultivation resources.

For example, the capital is located in the capital city, which contains many treasures of heaven and earth, and even the rare eighth-grade martial arts pills. Occasionally, a second-grade ninth-grade martial arts pill will be sold out for auction.

This shows the profound foundation and strength of Jubao Pavilion.

Therefore, many major forces in the ancient martial arts world, some hidden powerful ancient martial arts forces, will come to this stronghold to auction related cultivation resources.

On this day, in Jubao Building, a middle-aged man with a handsome face and extremely elegant appearance was leading a young man to the backyard of Jubao Building.

This elegant middle-aged man is the long-lost Wu Jiuyang. Since Ye Junlang and his father were killed in Longfengzhuang, Jianghai City, Wu Zu, a strong man from the Great Saint Realm, was killed, and Wu Jiuyang fled and was unknown.

Unexpectedly, he actually escaped to the Jubao Pavilion headquarters.

This is normal. Wu Jiuyang was previously a branch leader in Jubao Pavilion. The Jubao Pavilion's stronghold in Jianghai City was destroyed, and all he could join was the headquarters of Jubao Pavilion.

The young man next to Wu Jiuyang looked military, but he had an extremely arrogant look, as if all the heroes in the world were not in his eyes.

"Enjoy the Son of the Holy Son, go inside, and the Pavilion Master is inside."

Wu Jiuyang said with a smile.

The young man nodded. He was actually the sage son of the Holy Land of Fengtian. He didn't know why he came to Jubao Pavilion this time.

Following the Fengsheng Son were two middle-aged men in their fifties, and they faintly showed the breath of the Great Saint Realm.

It is normal for the Sage Son to be sent out, and as his identity, he has two powerful men in the Great Saint Realm to protect him.

"It's a pity for the Holy Witch Clan. I was picked up by the Imperial Clan back then, so I was considered to be under the slightest." Feng Shengzi suddenly spoke.

Wu Jiuyang's expression changed slightly after hearing this, but soon returned to normal.

Wu Jiuyang is the young master of the Witch Clan. If the Holy Witch Clan had not split or declined back then, then he would be the holy son of the Holy Witch Clan. In terms of status and status, he would be on par with the Holy Son.

But now, the witch ancestor of the Witch Clan's lineage has died in battle, which has made few strong people in this lineage. Instead, the split Demon Sect holy land gradually showed signs of rising.

The Fengsheng Son mentioned the past of the Holy Witch clan in front of Wu Jiuyang, and it can be said that he was slapping Wu Jiuyang in the face.

Wu Jiuyang's face was calm. He had experienced too many things and had already seen his joys and anger. He smiled indifferently and said, "It is indeed a pity that the saint's son said very well. However, it is not worrying to keep the green mountains.

Without firewood, it is unknown who can smile at the storm in the next ten years."

After hearing this, Feng Shengzi looked at Wu Jiuyang. He didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a faint sarcastic smile appeared.

Wu Jiuyang led Feng Shengzi and his group into a private room in the backyard. The private room was quiet and the environment was extremely elegant. A beautiful girl came to serve with tea.

"Please wait for the sage son, the Pavilion Master is coming." Wu Jiuyang said.

A coldness flashed deep in the eyes of Feng Shengzi. He believed that he was the Holy Son of Feng Tian Holy Land, and the lord of the Jubao Pavilion actually left him alone and asked him to wait, which made him feel very upset.

However, thinking that he had something to do with Jubao Pavilion this time, he forced himself to hold back the anger in his heart.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the private room, and then a slightly fat middle-aged man walked in. He was wearing a simple Tang suit, with a kind smile on his fat and round face, and he was like a businessman.

He walked in and bowed his hand first and said with a smile: "The visit of the Sage Son has really made my little place shine. I just had some important things to deal with, and it has been delayed until now, otherwise the Sage Son will be engraved.

Come here, I must go to greet you.”

Needless to say, this is the owner of Jubao Pavilion.

No one had ever thought that the extremely mysterious master of Jubao Pavilion in the ancient martial arts world was actually a fat man with a round face. He looked like he had no airs and seemed very easy-going. He also felt a sense of intimacy when he spoke.

It doesn't look like the rumored mysterious and powerful lord of the Pavilion, but more like a businessman.

"You are polite to the Lord." Feng Shengzi said.

The Pavilion Master looked at Feng Shengzi and said with a smile: "It turns out that Feng Shengzi is already at the peak of the Holy Realm, to be precise, he is a half-step Great Saint. No wonder the Holy Son fell in love with the eighth grade in this Pavilion.

Wu Dan. As long as this martial pill helps, it will be no problem for the Holy Son to break through to the Great Saint Realm. At this age, the Holy Son has achieved the cultivation level of the Great Saint Realm. Looking at the ancient martial arts world, there are not many geniuses who can compete with each other."

"Eighth-grade martial arts pill is second. I heard that there is a 'Calcitated Dragon Body Pill' in Jubao Pavilion this time, right? I also need this Calcitated Dragon Body Pill." Feng Shengzi said.

The headmaster was stunned. He smiled and said, "The news about Feng Shengzi is really well-versed. This dragon bone calculating pill rarely produces one in ten years. It is mainly because the main material of the alchemy, the dragon bone turtle, is too difficult to find. The dragon bone calculating pill.

The body pill can transform people, causing qualitative changes in their body and bones, and double their value. In terms of value, it is comparable to the second-grade ninth-grade martial arts pill."

"Equivalent to the second-ninth-grade martial pill? Referring to the previous price, isn't it equivalent to the value of the eighth-grade martial pill?" Feng Shengzi frowned.

The Pavilion Master quickly smiled and said, "Son of the Holy Son, don't look at the price that was how many years ago. The last time there was a dragon bone calculating pill was five years ago. Besides, as today's great changes have come, the battle for martial arts is only

Fight for the day and step later, you will be thousands of miles behind. I am also looking for the face of Fengtian Holy Land. Otherwise, if I get it directly to the auction area, I will auction this dragon bone calculating pill as a real ninth-grade martial pill. And

There will definitely be some powerful ancient martial arts forces rushing to auction."

Feng Shengzi frowned, and he agreed with the words of the Pavilion Master. As the great changes in the land have arrived today, all ancient martial forces are trying to take the lead in improving their strength.

Therefore, such a keel bone calculating pill will definitely attract robbery.

The Pavilion Master continued to smile and said, "If all the Holy Sons are auctioned, I can provide information for the Holy Son."

"Information? What kind of intelligence?"

Feng Shengzi's face was stunned, and his eyes flashed.

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