Chapter 1044 Admission
"Junior Su Ling, today is the day when the auction will be held. I came here to invite you on the order of Senior Yan. May I ask if Senior is in the room?"
A gentle female voice sounded outside the door.
The words fell and there was no response for a long time.
After a while, the door opened silently, and a round-faced young man wearing ink clothes walked out.
This young man in black clothes is Ye Chunyang.
"Xiling? What's the matter? I haven't seen Tiantian for a few days and there is a new shopkeeper on the first floor. Where is the person before?"
He looked at the woman slightly and asked casually.
This woman looks to be in her thirties, with enchanting appearance, exuding a mature charm, and appears to be at the peak of her cultivation in the late stage of pill formation. But a few days ago, the shopkeeper of Tianyi Floor was still the middle-aged man. Unexpectedly, he had changed his face after not going out for a few days.
"Senior, are you talking about Yuan Miao? He was no longer here two days ago. Now I am in charge of the first floor of the sky." Su Ling said with a slight bow.
"That's it." Ye Chunyang nodded, not wanting to ask any further questions, and instead asked, "Where is Senior Brother Yan now?"
"Senior Yan is waiting outside." Su Ling replied respectfully.
"Okay, I'll go down now."
Ye Chunyang didn't say much and went downstairs with Su Ling.
People were already starting out in the restaurant, most of them gearing up to show off their skills at the auction. Ye Chunyang looked around calmly. As expected, the reputation of the Xindao Yuan Sect Auction was not small, and it actually attracted so many Nascent Soul cultivators.
Among these monks, he suddenly saw some acquaintances from the three major sects of Taoism, and Mo Ruyan, who had had many entanglements in the past, was also among the crowd.
"This woman is here. I wonder if that sanctimonious old man from Mingyuan is here."
Ye Chunyang's eyes flickered, but he didn't stop for a moment and walked out with his hands behind his back.
Not far away, a luxury chariot was parked there.
There is a forbidden air barrier in Shangxian City. Even monks in the late Nascent Soul stage are not allowed to travel in the clouds and fog, and can only travel on foot or in ordinary chariots.
As they approached the carriage, a familiar loud laughter came from inside, "We haven't seen you for a few days, and my junior brother is looking more energetic. It seems that he has prepared a lot for this auction!"
The person speaking was naturally Yan Chen.
"Senior brother, I'm very impressed. This auction has attracted so many experts. If I don't make some preparations, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cope with it. But I haven't seen my senior brother in the past few days. I wonder where he went?" Ye Chunyang smiled back and asked. Got on the chariot.
"Hehe, I have been looking for my junior brother in the past few days, but after asking some questions, I learned that my junior brother is practicing in seclusion. With nothing to do, I had to go to the Yuan clan to find Yuan Zhouzi. The old man played a few games of chess to pass the time. ." Yan Chen said with a smile.
"Yuan Zhouzi, is that the great elder of the Yuan clan?" Ye Chunyang's heart moved.
"Of course it's him." Yan Chen smiled.
Ye Chunyang nodded silently. He had naturally heard of Yuan Zhouzi, the great elder of the Yuan clan. This person was at the pinnacle of the human world with Mingyuan, Master Wuzhi and others, and was the being closest to the stage of becoming a god.
Of course, Yan Chen's cultivation level is not any different from theirs.
But it seems that Yan Chen doesn't want to mention anything about the Yuan clan. After knowing each other for so many years, except for this meeting in Shangxian City, the other party has never taken the initiative to tell Ye Chunyang anything about the Yuan clan. Without any intention of further discussion, he ordered his disciples to rush to the auction house immediately.
Ye Chunyang was a little confused about this, but he was not interested in asking more. Seeing that Yan Chen didn't want to say more, he simply kept silent.
At this time, the atmosphere in Shangxian City has become extremely lively. Compared with the previous few days, Yuanying monks can now be seen walking around everywhere, and they are all running in the direction of the Yuan clan's auction house. In such a situation where major repairs are gathering, the Yuan family's escort team is also frequently dispatched to maintain the normal operation of various restrictions to prevent any changes from happening.
Ye Chunyang took a closer look and found that most of the people who came to this auction were monks from the middle and early stages of Yuanying. Except for Yan Chen, a guest of the Yuan clan's royal family, which was another matter, the monks from the late stage of Yuanying had not appeared so far. I don’t know if there is a tacit understanding or some other reason.
In this way, Ye Chunyang felt a little relieved. As long as top monks like Nangong Xie and Mingyuan didn't show up, there wouldn't be much concern even if their identities were exposed.
However, in the past few days, he had heard that in addition to the Crimson Heart Grass and an imitation of a spiritual treasure close to the Tongtian Lingbao, there would be many unparalleled treasures in the auction, which made him a little curious. I wonder if there will be any this time. Another gain?
While Ye Chunyang was thinking about it, the chariot had already parked outside an empty venue. It had green bricks and jade tiles and luxurious buildings. After walking in, there was no noise or noise as expected. Instead, it was extremely quiet and there was no sound inside. Half a human figure, only groups of light floating in the void.
Ye Chunyang looked up and couldn't help but be shocked by Yuan's generosity.
Not to mention the large area of the venue, the light groups suspended in mid-air are extraordinary things. The seats are wrapped inside, and these light groups are isolated and restricted, and the scene inside cannot be seen clearly from the outside. , let alone who is among them.
This is obviously Yuan's way of protecting the identity of the bidder.
"Elder Yan, you are here. Hey, this fellow Taoist is a bit unfamiliar. Did he come with Elder Yan?"
Following Yan Chen into the venue, he was greeted by a middle-aged man with a handsome face. He was dressed in a green robe and had a graceful and elegant demeanor. However, he was a master in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and his moral conduct was not inferior to that of Ye Chunyang.
"This is Ye Xiaobao, Fellow Daoist Ye. This time I came to attend the auction with me." Yan Chen glanced at the middle-aged man and introduced.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ye. I'm Yuanhao. Since Fellow Daoist is a distinguished guest of Elder Yan, he should be a guest of my Yuan family. But I wonder if you have an invitation from my Yuan family in your hand?" The middle-aged man smiled and held his hand. , said politely.
"Of course."
Ye Chunyang casually took out the token and threw it away.
"It is indeed an invitation from my Yuan clan. Normally, as Elder Yan's distinguished guest, Taoist friend has come to participate in the auction and there is no need for this order. However, it is a rule. Please forgive me." The middle-aged man in Qingpao took the invitation. He weighed it and showed a kind smile.
"No problem." Ye Chunyang returned the gesture.
Yan Chen on the other side rolled his eyes and said indifferently: "Humph, what bothers me most is the complicated rules of your Yuan family. I will ask Mr. Yuan Zhouzi to change all these rules someday to save you such trouble! "
The middle-aged man in green robe smiled awkwardly, returned the token to Ye Chunyang, and hugged Yan Chen's fists, saying: "I knew that Elder Yan was participating in the auction, and I have ordered someone to reserve a good spot. Please."
Hearing this, Yan Chen felt a lot relieved and walked forward without saying a word.
Ye Chunyang didn't care and followed behind calmly.
The middle-aged man in green robe looked at their backs with a smile, especially staring at Ye Chunyang for a moment. It wasn't until the two of them were far away that he touched his chin, and a hint of depth flashed in his eyes.
"Elder Yan usually has a high eye. There are only a few people in the whole world of immortality who are qualified to make friends with him, and they are all late Nascent Soul monks. This person's cultivation level is the same as mine, but Elder Yan takes him so seriously. Is there something else? What's the origin..."
The middle-aged man in green robe murmured to himself in surprise.
He has been in charge of the auction house for many years, and his eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary people. From Yan Chen's words and deeds just now, it is vaguely obvious that the latter values that "Ye Xiaobao", which is a rare thing.
"It seems that the auction will be held later, and I have to make some decisions. If possible, I might as well sell some of this person, so as not to make Elder Yan dissatisfied, which would be very bad."
The middle-aged man in green robe thought with a gloomy and uncertain face, having already made up his mind.
He immediately warmly entertained the other distinguished guests who arrived at the auction house and arranged the bidding seats for them one by one.
Ye Chunyang, who followed Yan Chen into the venue, stopped paying attention to the others. According to the instructions of the middle-aged man in green robe, they quickly came to a group of light and jumped into it. These light groups are actually not big, with a diameter of only a few feet, but they actually use some great magical power to compress the space, and there is a cave in them.
Entering it, Ye Chunyang saw a house in front of him. The decoration was completely different from that of Tianyi Restaurant. It was equipped with two Tenglong chairs and tea and fruit snacks for drinking.
"It's almost time for the monks to enter now, but let's stay here for a while. I think the auction will start soon."
Yan Chen sat down and said slowly, it seemed that he was not in a hurry.
Ye Chunyang nodded and said nothing more, sitting down and closing his eyes and waiting.
It seemed that he was meditating, but his consciousness was quietly sensing his surroundings. There were no less than a hundred light groups in the venue, and it was almost full at this time. Although he couldn't see clearly who was sitting inside, he could tell from the slight breath Judging from the fluctuations, except for some alchemy monks who accompanied the elders, no one else was below the Nascent Soul stage.
But this is also normal. There are not many people who can get the invitation from the Yuan family, and most of the alchemy monks were blocked outside before entering the venue. Except for some children of aristocratic families with profound backgrounds, everyone present was stomping A madman who would make the world of immortality tremble when he stamps his foot.
"It's them?"
Just when Ye Chunyang was quietly aware of it, two figures at the entrance caught his attention. One was wearing a white robe and the other was wearing a navy blue cloak. A timid look.
These two people are the two old men Ma and Li from Qianxu.
However, these two people seemed to be high-profile, but in fact they were extremely secretive. After handing in the invitation at the entrance, they disappeared into a certain light group. After several times of light intersecting, it was impossible to tell which building they landed on.
Ye Chunyang's consciousness swept over the two of them, and his expression was a little more playful.
It might have alarmed others, but after briefly sensing the situation in the venue, he did not delve too deeply into it, and withdrew his consciousness and waited for the auction to begin.
After about half an hour, the number of people entering the venue gradually decreased. When all the figures in the light group were seated, the door of the venue opened with a dull roar, and the place seemed to be cut off from a whole world.
