Xiaobai slapped a book of "Zhen Wu Feng Huan Pu" on the table.
"Here, the next auction is "Zhen Wu Feng Huan Pu"
The sudden sound interrupted the noble man's dazed expression, and also interrupted his next train of thought.
I could only cough lightly, retreat into the crowd, and continue to wait for the opportunity to show my courtesy.
Xiaobai's series of operations also opened the eyes of Xiaoyao Peak's disciples. I wonder what would happen if Master Ye Kong knew about it?
It is a pity that a talent like Xiaobai is not allowed to go out and earn spiritual stones.
A scene that I had only seen in story books before, but now the real-life version changed my mind faster than flipping through a book, and it was shown before my eyes.
If they hadn't really gotten along with each other at Xiaoyao Peak, how would Lin Yaoyao, Xiaoqing, Wang Xuan and the others believe what they were seeing.
That senior brother Xiaobai, who was smart and arrogant, gifted and extremely powerful, and the miserable filial son in front of him who was trying to save his parents by "selling for cheap", and the stall owner who was vigorously shouting at the auction to make money.
Is there... any connection?
These... are three completely different types of people, with nothing in common.
But in Xiao Bai's mind, this is not the case. You have never seen the thousands of faces of this Demon Emperor.
At this moment, Ye Kong was sitting on the edge of the Bitter Sea at Xiaoyao Peak, holding a small fishing rod in one hand while watching the carp emerge from the water and blow bubbles.
"Little Carp, tell me, Yaoyao, Xiaobai and the others, how are they doing now?"
"You bastards, don't be lazy outside. The disciples in the sect are still waiting to use you."
"I came here three times a day to ask if the raw materials for reconstruction were bought back?"
"It must be that these disciples are so poor that they can barely afford to eat, and they are short of money. They want to work for the sect as soon as possible in exchange for some spiritual stones to eat and practice."
In fact, throughout the entire sect, cultivation has long been stagnant. The main reason is that the sect's resources have been greatly damaged and it is unable to allocate cultivation resources.
At present, it would be good if the sect can solve the problem of eating. The disciples' expectations have been reduced to extremely low.
After waiting and waiting, Ye Kong felt a little impatient, so he might as well take a look, although there would be some backlash.
Ye Kong took out the Xuanling Fan, stretched out his fingers and lightly tapped it, injecting spiritual power, thinking about Lin Yaoyao and Xiaobai, and then plunged the picture into the sea of suffering.
If you don't know it, you will be shocked when you see it. Xiaobai is currently in front of a stall, trying his best to auction the elixirs and classics in his hands.
The key is that the elixirs and classics he auctioned, including the things in front of him, are not from Xiaoyao Peak, which is strange.
Lin Yaoyao and the others, on the other hand, were watching Xiaobai's performance in a daze, as if they were under a spell.
This little guy is really getting more and more pushy.
There is no shortage of spiritual stones in Xiaoyao Peak. Where did he get this stuff from?
Looking at such hard work, is it possible that one handful can be sold for one hundred and eighty thousand spiritual stones?
Ye Kong flicked his hand and removed the image of the Xuanling Fan, and his eyes suddenly felt a burning sensation.
He understood that the backlash was coming. At this moment, his eyes hurt as if there was a fire burning.
He kept crying, and his eyelids hurt so much that he could neither open nor close them. He had to temporarily put down his small fishing rod, groped his way to the willow tree, and lay down.
The tender willow branches have just sprouted new buds, gently brushing the long feathers in the leaves, leaving a touch of warm coolness.
After a while, Ye Kong felt that his eyes were a little better, so he stood up, continued to walk to the Bitter Sea, and picked up a small fishing rod.
Today's fishing task has not been completed yet, and he does not dare to slack off.
I don't know what's going on with this system. It has been activated for so many years. He is allowed to fish here every day, but he can only get the result of Qi Training 1 every day.
In this regard, Ye Kong has comforted himself to be a bit more open-minded. After all, whether he can build a foundation or not is not up to him, so he should wait for the opportunity.
After another incense burning time passed, the system's electronic sound "Qi Refining 1" came to his ears, and Ye Kong put down the small fishing rod with confidence and returned to the willow tree.
Ye Kong lay down for a while and decided to intervene. He waved his hand and sent out a transmission note.
The next second, spiritual power fluctuations appeared in Lin Yaoyao's ears. As soon as she paid attention, Master Ye Kong's voice appeared in her ears.
"Yaoyao, take Xiaobai and the others back as soon as possible after finishing the work."
Strange, why would Master urge us to go back? Could it be that the disciples from other peaks are making things difficult for Master?
These idiots are really useless.
The sect leader is also true. Even though Xiaoyao Peak has made such a great contribution to the Galaxy Sect, he still does not praise me in front of the whole sect and let others know the true strength of Xiaoyao Peak.
Lin Yaoyao thought about it and felt a little sorry for Luo Yangtian. She really shouldn't have saved him in the ancient ruins.
But she didn't know that all this was Ye Kong's intention. He didn't want to break the current tranquility of Xiaoyao Peak, and he didn't bother to let other disciples know.
At that moment, Lin Yaoyao hurriedly sent a message with her spiritual consciousness to the other junior brothers and sisters except Xiaobai, "Master has sent a message to me and asked us to go back as soon as possible after finishing our work."
After receiving the message, other disciples looked at Lin Yaoyao.
Lin Yaoyao transmitted the message again: "Let's go buy materials for the reconstruction of the sect first, and then meet Xiaobai when we come back."
But Xiaoshan was reluctant to follow Lin Yaoyao, his chubby little face was filled with excitement.
Obviously, his aura matched well with Xiaobai's, and Xiaobai's passionate auction voice completely infected him.
"This is my seventh aunt's, sixth aunt's, third uncle's third uncle's cousin's neighbor's child. He was also in trouble and came to seek refuge with us."
"There is no way, such a young child has to come out to make a living..."
Xiaobai could hardly speak anymore, his eyes were full of tears.
Xiaoshan, on the other hand, put on an aggrieved expression in cooperation, and pursed his lips, as if he was hungry and looking for milk.
"It goes without saying, little brother, we all understand, we all understand!"
Instead, there were comforting voices coming from the crowd.
Xiaobai nodded vigorously, choked with sobs, picked up a spiritual weapon on the stall again, and raised it high.
"Come on, let's do the next thing!"
...
Before Lin Yaoyao left the booth, she once again enjoyed Xiaobai's superb performance, and she and Xiaoshan really cooperated well.
Talent!
After the other disciples understood each other, they left the stall and went to buy reconstruction materials according to the list.
Since we had only purchased part of it before, ten people went out this time and quickly bought all the materials on the list from other places.
Two hours later, the disciples returned to the black tent behind the stall one after another.
At this time, Xiaobai's auction was coming to an end, and the smile on his face became thicker. It was roughly estimated that the profit this time was no less than 20,000 spirit stones.
Haha~ Xiaobai is so happy inside.
"Little brother, can you call your sister out so we can say goodbye to her?" the men who bought the most asked cautiously.
When they left Lin Yaoyao, they had been looking around. Now they were spending a lot of money, of course they wanted to make the beauty smile.