The atmosphere was tense for a while. Chen Mou was not aware of the embarrassment. He took out a plain white envelope from his sleeve and threw it to Deacon Xue who was a hundred feet away. Without saying a word, he looked up at the mountain.
The old man in brown clothes was worried that it was a scam, so he wrapped the envelope with magic power, checked it carefully several times, and then handed it to Deacon Xue.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Deacon Xue's mouth. This was to use the power behind him to suppress him. What were you doing before?
Tear off the seal and pour out a silver bill and a folded note.
"Ten thousand spirit stones silver ticket!"
The old man in brown clothes and a few others saw this without making a move, and were quite moved in their hearts. It was rare to see someone openly bribe someone with 10,000 spirit stones. He was so brainless.
Due to the long-term war in Fufeng Continent, hundreds of races were mixed. Later, the Hundred Races Cultivation Federation was established. Each city had branches to jointly restrain the forces on the mainland. It imitated the practice of secular silver bills and issued hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of spiritual stone silver notes. In order to
Doing business facilitates circulation and reduces risks.
The sneer in Deacon Xue's eyes became even worse. He opened the note and saw that there were only three lines of words written on it.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly closed the note and held it tightly in his palm.
He looked fiercely at the idiot who didn't even bother to pay attention to him, and clenched his fists until veins popped out.
The note contained two lines of private information about his murder, including the time, place and amount of money. The other line contained an address, which was the secret residence of his outer room and illegitimate child.
One hand uses spiritual stones to bribe, and the other hand threatens with naked fruits, and it is not uncommon to even cover up and pretend.
In fact, with this Ten Thousand Spiritual Stone worshiping the dock, he is fully qualified to participate in the Yuzhumen auction. If you look familiar first, why do you need to get so tense and discordant that you will lose the way?
Deacon Xue knocked out his teeth and swallowed his blood, put the spirit stone silver note into his sleeve, turned around and flew up the mountain: "We are all guests. We are all going to the mountain to participate in the auction."
There are some things that should not be done openly. If you dare to expose his background and use deceitful methods to threaten him, of course he has ways to deal with the pretty boy who doesn't know how to be humble.
In addition, the group of monks did not dare to make any mistakes. They watched helplessly as they severely injured a companion. The four innocent people walked up the mountain path. The most outrageous thing was that the snake girl in white veil, Niao Tingting, actually reached out and cut off the companion's mutilated limbs.
and the missing sword were all taken away. They were so angry that their eyes were filled with anger and they couldn't get angry.
From the mountainside to the top of the mountain, there are numerous pavilions, pavilions, pavilions and hall buildings. They are no longer gray and shiny, and most of the doors have seals.
More than a dozen Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment Realm disciples, led by a dark-skinned, white-haired old monk, sat quietly in the corner of the main hall square, silent and silent.
They are Yuzhumen monks who have no place to go. They stick to it until the end, waiting to go and stay.
Until the dust settles, they still have a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
Entering the main hall with the plaque "Jade Bamboo Gate" hanging on it, Chen Mou glanced at the groups of monks who had arrived earlier, as if he were looking at a group of chickens and dogs, with their nostrils pointing to the sky, admiring the ancient clumsy carvings on the dome on the ceiling.
Pay attention, let alone say hello.
Deacon Xue stood with those people, chatting enthusiastically and harmoniously, and he was clearly different from the four isolated people.
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, three monks from the city guard and a fat middle-aged man with a haggard look finally arrived.
After deacon Xue stepped forward and exchanged cordial greetings with the city guard monks, he announced some matters regarding the Yuzhu Gate auction, and then announced: "The auction has begun. The starting price of the Yuzhu Gate is one hundred thousand spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one thousand spiritual stones.
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A young man in a white gown raised his hand and said with a smile: "One hundred and ten thousand. Mr. He joins in the fun. If you comrades can give me a favor, the best 'Yan Yulou' in the city will not stop for three days and three nights.
It’s all my treat.”
Immediately, a young monk in purple robes raised his hand and laughed and scolded: "He Laosan, you are a loser, who cares about those warblings and swallows in your family? If you want us to make it happen, you have to show your sincerity."
Ten thousand."
The young masters talked to each other, joked and joked with each other, and raised the price from 10,000 to 160,000.
The haggard middle-aged fat man had a grimace on his face. His ancestral property was being sold at a low price in front of him, as if his flesh had been cut with a blunt knife. His cheeks were twitching in pain, and he did not dare to say a word.
Judging from the situation, he couldn't pay off the debt. The middle-aged fat man cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
Chen Mou snorted coldly through his nostrils, with a stern look in his eyes: "Fifty thousand spirit stones. I'm in a hurry. Who wants to increase the price? Just be more cheerful and stop whining like a man."
The entire palace was silent.
Hua Chaoyue, Shangguan Sheng and Shen Xing were also shocked.
They analyzed it with their young master and found that the vacated small sect was worth at most 400,000 spirit stones. If they were given time to operate it calmly and manage it up and down, they could spend 300,000 to get a small sect.
Deacon Xue had a half-smile on his face. He was just watching the fun, and there was no need for him to add fuel to the fire later.
Having money is great, but spending it indiscriminately is a recipe for death.
The middle-aged fat man was overjoyed. There was always a way out. Finally, he no longer had to spend the rest of his life mining to pay off his debts. He could pay off his debts in one go and still have a sizable balance.
A great kind man.
The six young monks participating in the auction glared angrily at the disruptor who had forced his way in. He had gone too far and was trying to show off his power to them. They communicated with each other to discuss countermeasures.
The young monk in purple clothes said solemnly: "I will increase the price by ten thousand." Staring at the Taoist priest in green with his nostrils pointing upward, he slowly said: "Rely on your parents at home, and rely on friends when you go out. Wei Wen is polite in front of Wangyou Casino in Qianfeng City. What do you call your friends?
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He had no choice but to sign up for his family status and try to make the stupid young man who appeared out of nowhere retreat.
"Six hundred thousand spirit stones."
Chen Mou said with a smile on his face: "Try adding another ten thousand!"
He's not here to make friends, he's very happy being a villain.
He knew that behind the Wangyou Casino there was a Nascent Soul cultivator named Wei Wuyi, who was the elder of a loose alliance called "Ban Bitan" and the elder of the Qianfeng City Cultivation Union Branch. He had been in business for two hundred years and had many connections.
The relationship is complex.
The purple-robed monk had a fierce look in his eyes, and just as he was about to speak, he was grabbed by two strong guards beside him, who sent a message to dissuade him.
The little sect of Ke is someone who calls other people’s jokes and has no brains.
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It is safe to stop now and leave the trouble to the family to deal with.
"You have the guts, let's see!"
What the purple-robed monk originally thought was in his bag was lost in front of everyone. He threw up his sleeves and left in anger.
It took the family nearly ten years, wasted countless energy and spiritual stones, owed many favors, and finally came to such a shameful ending. The purple-robed monk had no choice but to walk away with no face left.
The two guards who were left behind took a deep look at the four people and followed them out.
Deacon Xue waited for a while and knew that it was impossible for anyone to spend a lot of money to take over this small and broken sect. Businessmen were chasing profits and losing money. No one would do this business, unless they were some idiots with too much money and no place to spend it.
He took advantage of the situation to announce the end of the auction and delivered the spirit stone contract on the spot.
Chen Mou took out two storage bags and dumped them on the floor of the main hall. "Crash", the middle-grade spiritual stones were piled up into a hill, shining like pearls and jade, which was very visually shocking.
Everyone thought that the young master was deliberately showing off his wealth by using spiritual stones without exchanging them for spiritual stone tickets in advance.
The young monks from the other five families looked strange and led their men away one after another.
The dust has settled on the auction, and the drama behind it has just begun. Watch it slowly.
He is very capable of offending many forces in the city with his own efforts. Let's see how the new Yuzhu Sect will gain a foothold?
Don't think that just by buying a small sect, you become a member of Qianfeng City.
It is not easy to live outside the city, especially at night. Yuzhumen is seventy or eighty miles away from the city. In the first few days while waiting for the procedures to be completed, it will take a certain amount of strength and skill to hold on to the territory.
The forces behind this idiot are useless even if they don't show up.
After counting the spiritual stones, a monk from the city guard unlocked the mana restriction in the middle-aged fat man's body.
Chen Mou, Deacon Xue and the middle-aged fat man Lian Han, witnessed by three city guard monks, signed the signatures of the three parties. Chen Mou obtained the ownership of Yuzhu Sect, but changed the name of the sect to "Taisu Mountain" and was Qian Qian.
It will take three to five days for the Fengcheng Hundred Tribes United Cultivation Branch to be officially registered and recognized as effective.
Deacon Xue smiled and cupped his hands: "Master Chen Shan, we will see you later, farewell!"
He "acts according to the rules", upholds fairness, and waits for a good show.
The mysterious young monk named "Chen Miuzhi" in front of him can easily take out 600,000 spiritual stones and spend a lot of money to buy a small sect. His family must be powerful.
A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake. This has been the case since ancient times. I wonder why the other party has to step in against the rules?
Chen Mou, whose pseudonym was Chen Miuzhi, said a few polite words and sent Deacon Xue, three city guard monks and others down the mountain.
There are no outsiders in the entire Taisu Mountain, which is more than ten miles long, except Lian Han who stays in the main hall square on the top of the mountain and talks to more than a dozen low-level monks.
The rain is about to come and the wind is blowing.