"Haha." Mo Tian laughed: "I still can't hide it from my uncle. Yes, I came here this time to ask for something!"
"Mo Tian, we are an auction house! We will not participate in any struggle between forces. If you want our auction house to help you deal with Hehe Zong, then give up as soon as possible!" Yuntian suddenly shouted angrily.
"Huh?" Mo Tian frowned and said, "Is Senior Yuntian going too far?"
"Yuntian, if you can't control your emotions, please leave! Don't forget, I am the boss here!" Mr. Yun looked at Yuntian and scolded.
"Uncle!" Yuntian said unwillingly: "This is the rule of our auction house. Do we have to change the rule for this boy? This is a rule passed down thousands of years ago! Uncle, don't forget it!"
"I say it again, in private, you can call me uncle, but when there are people, you have to call me elder!" Old Yun said.
Gritting his teeth to hold back the anger in his heart, Yun Tian whispered: "I'm sorry, elder, Yun Tian was impulsive..."
Looking at the two people, Mo Tian was completely shocked.
Rules passed down thousands of years ago, how long has this auction house, or the auction house, existed?
There is no way the auction house exists in this place, there must be one in other places too!
Then, how big is the sphere of influence of the auction house, and how deep is their background...
Mo Tian couldn't imagine all this.
Glancing at Yun Tian, Mr. Yun said: "You go down first, I will talk to my nephew."
"Elder, I would like to advise you that the rules of the auction house cannot be changed. Even if you are my uncle, I can still go and tell the headquarters. If the headquarters knows..." Yuntian said coldly.
"Oh?" Mr. Yun raised his eyebrows: "Are you threatening me?"
"Don't forget, why did I leave? Do you really think that the headquarters can control me? Do you believe it or not, I will tell you to go back to the headquarters with just one sentence. Don't say that I don't give you face. You can see for yourself what this is!"
As he spoke, Mr. Yun took out a token from his arms and put it in front of Yuntian's eyes.
Looking at the token in Elder Yun's hand, Yun Tian's pupils shrank suddenly and said softly: "I'm sorry, elder."
After that, Yuntian left outside.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Mo Tian felt more and more uncomfortable.
From Yuntian's words, Mo Tian could guess that auction houses must be open in many places. However, they also have a headquarters that manages all auction houses, and this Yuntian should be the person sent here by the headquarters.
Logically speaking, Mr. Yun should treat the people sent by the headquarters well.
However, it can be seen from Mr. Yun's attitude that Mr. Yun has a very high status in the headquarters, and the previous Yuntian was called Uncle Yun.
Mo Tian was curious about what kind of existence his master-uncle Yun Lao was.
Why did he come to be the elder of an auction house in such a remote monster village?
Watching Yun Tian leave, Mr. Yun also sighed lightly, looked at Mo Tian and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, nephew, for making you laugh."
"No." Mo Tian shook his head.
"Uncle Master, do you know everything about Tianjian Sect?" Mo Tian asked.
"Yes." Mr. Yun nodded: "A year ago, when I first heard that Tianjian Sect was destroyed by that bullshit He He Zong, I almost went crazy. I wanted to take people from the auction house to find He He Zong as your teacher.
I wanted to take revenge. But in the end I was stopped by Xiaotian, and I knew I was impulsive."
"But not long after, I heard that you died in the Monster Forest. I once again had the idea of going to Tianjian Sect for revenge, but in the end I didn't go. I was afraid that I would not be able to see your master by then.
."
"Uncle Master, according to your opinion, if the auction house takes action, Hehe Zong will definitely lose?" Mo Tian asked.
"Of course!" Mr. Yun said confidently: "Although the auction house in Monster Village is just a small auction house, its real strength cannot be compared with a rubbish sect like He Zong. If it really takes action, even if He Zong
If anyone helps, it will only be for the sake of my auction house's sake."
"Then...Uncle Master, can Mo Tian please ask Uncle Master to lend me some help? I want to avenge the Tianjian Sect!" Mo Tian said in a deep voice.
"On your own?" Mr. Yun frowned.
"No, there are still brothers from the hunting organization." Mo Tiandao.
"Do you know what you are facing?" Mr. Yun said seriously.
"Hehe Sect, and Poison Sect, one of the three major sects in the Eastern Region." Mo Tian said calmly.
"Do you think you can fight against a sect with your strength? There may even be a Poison Sect behind you." Elder Yun asked.
"Why not?" Mo Tian asked doubtfully.
"I am confident that I can kill the Hehe Sect because, if the auction house really takes action, the Poison Sect will definitely give the auction house a face and not take action. But, if it is you, let's not talk about the warriors of the hunting beast organization, Hehe Sect
A sect is a sect, and even if it is a rubbish sect, it cannot be compared to your small organization." Old Yun said.
"Well, Uncle Master, let me ask you, as a disciple of Tianjian Sect, as a disciple of Master, am I just going to watch those beasts from Hehe Sect ravage my disciples of Tianjian Sect? Am I going to watch them?
Put the Master under house arrest and force him to forge swords for them!" Mo Tian shouted.
"This..." Mr. Yun was speechless for a moment.
"Uncle Master, I am Master's disciple. Even if I have a bad relationship with the Tianjian Sect, I must fight because of Master! So what about the sect? What about the Poison Sect? As far as I know, the Hezong Zhanqi
The powerful people above the realm are currently the sect leader and four elders, but their cultivation is not very strong."
"Looking at the hunting organization, ten warriors at the fighting spirit level are enough to compete with them. There are also hundreds of warriors at the warrior level. What about the Hehe Sect?"
"Although the Beast Hunting Organization is just an organization, really speaking, the Beast Hunting Organization is enough to become a sect. It is even stronger than the Hehe Sect." Mo Tiandao.
"Then, how should you deal with the people of the Poison Sect?" asked Mr. Yun.
"I'm with Xiao Mo." Mo Tian smiled.
"Xiao Mo? Is that your kitten?" Mr. Yun asked curiously.
"Yes, by chance, Xiao Mo was able to transform into a human being. During the time in the Monster Forest, Xiao Mo received the guidance of a powerful person in the Monster Forest. Now he is a first-level war elixir.
A strong man in the realm. With Xiao Mo and me, we are enough to fight against the Poison Sect's people."
"The Poison Sect is in the Tianjian Sect just for Master. Although they will send people to watch, they won't send many people. So, Xiao Mo and I are enough." Mo Tian said.
Hearing what Mo Tian said, Mr. Yun couldn't help stroking his long beard and nodded.
"If that's the case, you really have hope of fighting against the Hehe Sect. However, as a sect, the Hehe Sect has much better resources than you."
"Don't worry about this." Mo Tian said with a smile: "In the first half of the year, I was taken to the Dan Sect by Xiaoren to practice. Now I still have many pills given by senior Dan Yuanzi, and as for the soldiers..."
Here, Mo Tian also made some mistakes.
"Tell me, why do you, like your master, like to show off your skills?" Mr. Yun frowned.
"Uncle Master, look." He took out a magic weapon from the ring and handed it to Mr. Yun. Mo Tian smiled and said, "With it, it's enough."
Seeing the magic weapon in Mo Tian's hand, even Mr. Yun, a fourth-level swordsmith, couldn't help but be stunned.
"This...this is a demon soldier!" Mr. Yun was shocked.
"By chance, I got some magic iron, and then refined them into magic weapons when I was in Danzong." Mo Tian said with a smile.
Snap——
Mr. Yun suddenly slapped Mo Tian on the head.
Mo Tian was in pain and couldn't help but said aggrievedly: "Uncle Master, what are you doing?"
"You really are!" Mr. Yun looked at the magic weapon in his hand with some distress.
"Your master didn't tell you how rare the magic iron is! You just refined it into a magic weapon, and it's just a yellow-level soldier. It's a damned creature!"
"How much have you refined?" Old Yun asked.
Mo Tianna's ring flashed, and several demonic soldiers appeared beside Mo Tian, circling around Mo Tian.
Looking at those demon soldiers, Mr. Yun almost shed tears.
He has never seen magic iron, or even magic soldiers.
Unexpectedly, Mo Tian was lucky enough to come into contact with such extremely scarce materials and forged them into swords.
"I don't even know what to say to you!" Mr. Yun couldn't help but scolded.
"Well, Uncle Master, can you lend me some people?" Mo Tian asked tentatively.
"Okay!" Mr. Yun said cheerfully: "Not many, I will give you ten people, but they are all with the strength of the sixth level of fighting spirit. If you lose, don't come back to see me! Also, if these people are short of arms,
Your leg is broken, I won’t let you go!"
"Okay, okay." Mo Tian quickly said with a smile.
"By the way, Uncle Master, why did you agree so readily?" Mo Tian was a little confused.