"I don't know." Mo Han was stunned. From his perception, it seemed that Yi Yongan was much more interested in the origin of this item than his bid. But Mo Han really didn't know the origin of this item, even if
Even if he knew it, he wouldn't tell Yi Yongan.
Shitou sat on the sand and didn't understand why Mo Han would bid. In his opinion, two hundred thousand high-grade Yuan Stones was already a sky-high price. The most important thing was that from the time Mo Han entered the Jubao Pavilion to now, Mo Han had only made a few bids.
The time he cheated on Yin Tianyou was an exception.
Yi Yongan heard from Mo Han's voice that Mo Han really didn't know the origin of this item. The joy on his face turned into disappointment, and he let out a long sigh: "Is there any fellow Taoist who bids higher than Mo Han?"
If it doesn’t belong to little friend Han, then this item belongs to little friend Mo Han.”
In the VIP room at Tianzi No. 6, Yin Tianyou was still hesitant, and was even preparing to bid out. But fortunately, Uncle Fu was prepared. Before Yin Tianyou was about to speak, he immediately said: "Your Highness, be careful. Then Mo Han will speak this time."
It's obviously done casually, and once His Highness makes a bid, he might fall into Mo Han's trap."
After Mo Han finished calling out the price, the old god sat back on the sofa, picked up a spiritual fruit from the table and bit it in his mouth, looking unconcerned.
The price that was already on his lips, Yin Tianyou reluctantly endured. Two hundred thousand high-grade Yuan Stones was not even a drop in the bucket for the huge Xuanye Kingdom, but if he paid the price, he was tricked by Mo Han in the end.
That's not a problem that yuan stones can solve. During the auction of the Spiritual Pill, he followed Mo Han's advice and got more than a million yuan stones in vain. If he did it at this time, it would be embarrassing.
It's a huge loss.
The Tianzihao VIP room was filled with core figures from all major forces. Seeing Mo Han bidding for this inconspicuous piece of earth, they all frowned. Could it be that Mo Han realized how extraordinary this piece of dirt was? But what if Mo Han discovered that?
Ordinary, he couldn't be so quiet. Besides, none of them sitting here discovered the special features of the clod, not even the Jubao Pavilion.
Have they all lost their sight?
At the Jubao Pavilion auction site, everyone had the same idea lingering in their minds. Because in most high-level auctions, Yi Yongan would display this clod of soil, but because no one knew the purpose, it was as high as twenty
The price is 10,000 yuan, so it fails every time.
After observing again for a long time, the only reason all the practitioners could find for Mo Han was that Mo Han wanted to trick people again. But this time, no one seemed to cooperate with him, not even Yin Tianyou, who had sworn hatred with him.
He also kept silent. It seemed that Mo Han was going to shoot himself in the foot this time.
A trace of disappointment flashed across Yi Yongan's face. Is it true that no one knows the origin of this piece of soil? However, his disappointment only flashed past. This time he was able to sell it at the auction, and the price was relatively low.
If he is satisfied, he can be out of sight and out of mind in the future, so his heart
Instead, Li breathed a sigh of relief: "Since no one bids again, this item belongs to fellow Taoist Mo Han. At the same time, the auction has ended. After the auction, Jubao Pavilion will also hold a small
At the trade fair, fellow Taoists who are interested can stay and watch it."
After Mo Han obtained the wind and the mysterious clod of soil, he quietly left the Magic City with the stone and returned to Magic City Academy. It was not that he was unwilling to go to Montenegro immediately, but that he showed his sharpness in an auction and exposed
He has a lot of wealth. Once someone is interested in him, he can guess the source of his wealth with a little investigation. In this era, the bold will starve to death, and the timid will starve to death, and no one will dare to attack him. So Mo Han decided,
Return to Magic City Academy first, and then leave quietly.
Half a month later, Mo Han left Magic City College alone. He changed his clothes in an alley, put away the Magic City College uniform, and quietly walked towards Black Mountain.
Mo Han did not take out the wind and gallop all the way. Instead, he walked towards Montenegro through the dust like an ordinary person. Moreover, Mo Han walked very slowly, very slowly, as if he was wandering around like a sightseeing tour.
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The night came quietly, the stars in the sky flickered brightly and darkly, and the round moon hung in the sky, blooming with bright light. Mo Han's heart suddenly calmed down, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival again. He had never
I have never spent the Reunion Festival with my relatives. The only time I have ever spent it was with my master, and that was the only time.
Mo Han caught two rabbits, dug a hole on the ground, set up a bonfire, cleaned the rabbits and roasted them.
Except for the Mid-Autumn Festival that he spent with Cha Fengchen, Mo Han spent the Mid-Autumn Festival alone. He likes to find a quiet place where others can't see, hear, or find him, alone.
Catch a game or two, barbecue alone, and have a delicious meal.
The golden oil dripped from the roasted brown rabbit. Mo Han, like a little child, turned the rabbit while blowing on his fingers. From time to time, he sprinkled a little pepper and salt on it, and the rich fragrance spread in the wind.
, until far away.
Seeing that the rabbit was almost cooked, Mo Han directly lifted up a rabbit, tore off a hind leg, put it to his mouth, and suddenly said: "You must be tired after following me all the way, let's eat something together."
There seemed to be nothing in the place not far behind Mo Han, but as Mo Han finished speaking, a figure appeared out of thin air. It was Yi Yongan, the host of the Jubao Pavilion auction half a month ago.
Yi Yongan smiled bitterly, walked slowly to the opposite side of Mo Han, and clasped his hands in his fists: "Mo Han, don't blame me, I don't mean any harm, it's just..."
Mo Han shook his head, made a silent gesture, pointed at the rabbit still on the bonfire and said nothing.
Yi Yongan sighed, sat down, picked up the rabbit and ate it roughly like Mo Han.
On a full-moon night, Mo Han and Yi Yong'an, two great men, sat opposite each other. After eating the rabbit, they lay on the ground and looked up at the stars in the sky. No one knew what the other was thinking.
The whole night passed so quietly. When the morning sun rose the next day, Mo Han returned to the Mo Han again, and Yi Yongan returned to the Yi Yongan. Yi Yongan clasped his fists and bid farewell to Mo Han. No one knew what happened to them that night.
What was exchanged,
There was no communication, but they all reached an agreement: when Mo Han was able to leave the Dead Leaf Continent, he would take Yi Yongan with him. Yi Yongan promised to help Mo Han when he needed it, and he would also use his weapon refining skills.
Teach them all to Mo Han.
It wasn't until Yi Yongan's back completely disappeared within the scope of Mo Han's spiritual consciousness that Mo Han took out the mysterious clod of earth the size of an egg and observed it again.
This time, there was no trace of Yi Yongan's scent left on the clod. After Mo Han knew Yi Yongan's thoughts, he no longer worried, or he had never worried: "Old man Dugu, at that time you promised me to take the photo
What on earth is this thing that came down?"
"Fire, an ultimate flame." Old Man Dugu was in Mo Han's sea of consciousness, but Mo Han could feel that Old Man Dugu was also observing this mysterious clod of earth at this time.