There was no words all night, and in the blink of an eye it was dawn.

As the annoying chirping of cicadas woke him up from his dream, Li Xiuyuan sat up lazily. Since arriving in Fucheng, he had never slept as well as he did today, and his whole mind was on the mountain of books.

He leaned against the bed and remained dazed for a while, breathed quietly for a while, and circulated the Taixuan Sutra that had not been running for a long time for two days. Then he got dressed, got up, and pushed out the door.

He is wearing a silk green shirt that Huangfu Qingmei bought for him today. If it weren't for the mask on his face, he would look more like a handsome young man.

"I don't know what I will gain today." Thinking of what Huangfu Qingmei said to him yesterday, Li Xiuyuan said softly to himself.

A thousand-year-old elixir? That's what Huangfu Qingmei should be concerned about! He can't afford a peerless magic weapon, and there's no need for it. He doesn't seem to have any use for peerless martial arts right now. The only things that interest him are the casting materials and

Fairy spirit stone.

"Leave it to fate." Li Xiuyuan, who was washing up, was about to open the door and go out, but the door was slapped open by Ximen Lone Star. He looked at the confused Li Xiuyuan and laughed.

"I said you're not in a hurry at all? Hurry, the auction is about to begin."

Li Xiuyuan responded and followed him out.

When the two of them walked out of the door, they discovered that Huangfu Qingmei and Ximen Xiaoyu were also waiting outside. The two women looked at Li Xiuyuan and shouted, "You are shivering more than a woman, and you haven't been out for a long time."

Ximen Xiaoyu looked at him and muttered.

"Isn't it just an auction? Is it necessary to be so grand?" Li Xiuyuan said, walking forward behind Ximen Lone Star.

"There are a lot of people going today. I'm afraid I won't find a good place if I go there later." Huangfu Qingmei looked at him and said, "Hurry up, we'll have to start soon."

Li Xiuyuan wanted to say something, but looked at the appearance of the three people and held his voice.

Ximen Lone Star looked at him and coughed dryly, and said, "Don't worry! I have the spirit stone here!"

After speaking, he took Li Xiuyuan's hand and walked towards the Marshal's Mansion.

"Brother, wait for us." Ximen Xiaoyu shouted from behind, holding Huangfu Qingmei's hand with one hand.

Ximen Guxing looked back at her and smiled: "What are you afraid of when you are with the princess? It seems that people in this city should be afraid of you. Have you been living here in vain all these years?"

"It's safer if I follow you." The little girl yelled from behind.

Today's auction is held at Izumo House, a chamber of commerce that integrates auctions, acquisitions, and sales.

In Fucheng, we approached the Marshal's Mansion, an inconspicuous but most famous two-story attic. Therefore, the four of them did not need to take a carriage, but just walked a few steps to get here.

This is a place where dragons and tigers hide, and it is where Fucheng has held large-scale auctions over the years.

At this moment, monks and merchants from all directions gathered outside Izumo Tower. Some were shouting loudly while others were keeping a low profile. The business was very lively for a while.

By the time a group of four people arrived outside the building, the door of Izumo Tower was already crowded with people.

While people were talking about it, the door of Izumo Tower slowly opened and there was a heavy roar.

As the door slowly opened, an old man in black shirts walked in. Behind him were several young people also in black shirts, presumably the old man's subordinates.

Following the old man, several more old men walked in.

All of a sudden, all the monks and merchants came one after another and rushed into the Izumo Tower.

"Let's go in too." After they were almost gone, Ximen Guxing looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, as if he wasn't worried at all about not finding a good seat.

Li Xiuyuan asked Huangfu Qingmei and the others to walk in front, and he followed behind and walked slowly. Since he was here, he would not be in a hurry.

It wasn't until the four of them walked into the hall that Li Xiuyuan discovered that this inconspicuous Izumo Pavilion was actually a world of its own, and it wouldn't be a problem to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The first floor is the lobby, and the second floor has private rooms. Even the flowers and plants placed around are full of aura.

"What a great place! No wonder so many people come here." Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan sighed.

The monks and businessmen who came in quickly found their respective places in the hall. Whether it was the monks who came to participate in the auction for the first time, or the monks and businessmen who had been here before, they all sat quietly and waited.

"Princess, please come with me. There is a seat reserved for you on the second floor." The maid who received the reception recognized Huangfu Qingmei and led a group of four people to the private room on the second floor.

"How's it going? I told you not to worry!" Ximen Lone Star followed his wife, turned around and chatted to Li Xiuyuan.

"Hurry up, you talk so much, and I'm impressed by you." Li Xiuyuan said with a faint smile.

The maid led Huangfu Qingmei to the outside of Seating No. 3, gently opened the door, looked at her and asked: "Princess, tea and snacks are prepared for you. Please let me know if you need anything else."

Huangfu Qingmei waved her hand and said, "Okay, I'll come find you if anything happens." After saying that, she took Ximen Xiaoyu's hand and walked inside.

Ximen Lone Star followed behind and walked in. He chose a place by the window and sat down. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Come over here and you can see clearly."

"The monks from Huangzhucheng have arrived."

"Is that the monk from Wangtian City? He's here too."

"I didn't expect that the Shangguan family from Donghong City would also come."

The monks and merchants in the hall were whispering, and for a while there was some noise.

"Is there no one coming to your Marshal's Mansion?" Glancing at the monks who kept walking in at the door, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but look back at Huangfu Qingmei.

"Here we come!" Huangfu Qingmei, who was eating a piece of pastry, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "Well, aren't there just the four of us? It's not like we're fighting here, so why do we need so many people?"

"The generals from Wenchang City are here too." Someone shouted again.

After hearing this, Ximen Lone Star and Li Xiuyuan lowered their heads and looked over. They saw a middle-aged man in armor walking into the door with several monks behind him. The vigorous and resolute movement of soldiers was fully displayed between the dragon and tiger steps.

...

As the discussion continued downstairs, Li Xiuyuan became numb. He simply turned back and sat at the table, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, and reached out to the table to pick up a piece of pastry. He hadn't had breakfast today.

When everyone arrived on the second floor, the door of Izumo Pavilion was slowly closed again. In order to ensure the fairness of the auction and prevent accidents, no more people would be allowed in until the end.

"It seems that today's auction may not be that simple." The monks downstairs were talking because there were so many people coming, including many aristocratic families and generals.

On a high platform in the hall, a figure slowly walked up. People here called him the fortune teller.

"Everyone knows the rules here, and they are also stated on the invitations given to you." After finishing speaking, the fortune teller clapped his hands and said quietly: "Now the auction begins."

Before he finished speaking, a maid came up holding a long sword and stood quietly behind him.

I saw that the long sword was alive, with a faint blue light lingering around the sword body, and the sword's sharp edge was menacing. It lay quietly on the tray, like a clear spirit that was about to fly away.

"The blue light sword has a base price of 10,000 spirit stones. The one with the highest price will get it. Each increase in price must not be less than 500." The fortune teller said in a deep voice.

"I will pay eleven thousand." Before the fortune teller finished speaking, someone in the hall held up a sign.

"I will pay 13,000 yuan." Some monks were not willing to lag behind.

"Thirty thousand! Look how stingy you are..." A monk suddenly increased the price.

In less than half a stick of incense, the price of a spiritual sword exploded several times. As the price continued to increase, the auction stage became lively.

"This is simply a money grab. I'd better take a look." Li Xiuyuan looked at Huangfu Qingmei and shook his head. The price of the first auction item was so high that the spiritual stones he carried were not even a fraction of others.

Ximen Guxing looked back at him and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, be more generous! If not, the princess and I will lend it to you. Go back to Ding'an City and sell the wine and return it to me."

Ximen Xiaoyu also said: "The first one is expensive, but there should be cheaper items later. Just wait."

"Well, I'll give you 50,000 spiritual stones to see how stingy you are." A monk raised the price.

"Sixty-five thousand, is there anyone higher than me?" A merchant asked for a price.

"Ninety thousand." At this moment, a voice came from the second floor, and the bidder was the Wenchang City General who was the last to enter Izumo Pavilion.

Ninety thousand? A group of monks in the hall won't raise the price anymore. They haven't gone crazy yet.

"If no one raises the price, this blue light sword will belong to Wenchang City." Shensuan looked at the people in the audience and saw that no one raised the price, so he asked the seat girl to take the blue light sword to the second floor for delivery.

Ximen Lone Star looked at the group of people in the audience and muttered: "It's really worthless."

Just as everyone was shouting, there was another maid in the audience holding a small medicine stove. The medicine stove was full of talismans and there was nothing special about it, which made the eyes of everyone in the audience shine.

The divine fortune teller looked at the people in the audience and said calmly: "The Suzaku medicine refining furnace has a base price of 20,000 yuan. Bidding starts now."

"I'll pay 30,000!" A monk bid immediately below, and added 10,000 spiritual stones in one breath.

"Fifty thousand. This is mine!" Another person raised the price.

"Sixty-five thousand, what are you talking about? I want my medicine stove." A merchant laughed and wrote.

"I'll give you 80,000 yuan, you country bumpkins, don't run away from me, I'll rob you."

The monks in the hall kept raising voices about raising prices. No one was convinced, and everyone wanted to get this small medicine stove.

Li Xiuyuan glanced at Ximen Lone Star and said with a smile: "This small stove is good, it is a good thing."

Ximen Lone Star glared at him and said with a smile: "I don't know how to make medicine, why do I use it?"

"Are you playing with it?" Li Xiuyuan said with a smile.

Ximen Lone Star shook his head and said, "Go and stand aside. I might as well count tens of thousands of stones for fun."

"One hundred and fifty thousand, I, the Lord of Huangzhucheng, have taken it." The voice of General Huangzhucheng came from the second floor.

A group of monks below were all mute. Not to mention how much these 150,000 spirit stones were worth, the Huangzhu City Lord's Mansion alone was not something that ordinary monks would dare to provoke.

"Does anyone else want to raise the price? If no one raises the price, this medicine furnace will belong to Huang Zhucheng." The fortune teller looked at the people below, with a hint of majesty on his smiling face.

With a wave of her hand, the maid carried the medicine stove and walked to the Huangzhucheng seating area on the second floor.

Next, there was a maid carrying a spiritual weapon, which was a fragment of a mirror. As the maid stepped onto the auction stage step by step, a terrifying aura spread around, it was a fragment of a treasure.

The fortune teller looked down and said coldly: "This is a fragment of the Universe Mirror, one-third of it. The auction starts with a base price of 80,000 yuan. Please bid."
To be continued...