Chapter 472 Her best friend
The Imperial Master paid the entrance fee and led several people into the auction house.
In the center is the auction table.
Loose cultivators were sitting around and in the center of the lobby, some wearing masks and some using cloaks to cover their figures.
The view from the attic is excellent, with carved railings and flying gauze. You can faintly see the little maid standing beside the gauze.
"The attic positions are reserved for all the noble families."
"Over there, it is said to be True Lord Yaoguang. One of the only three remaining True Lords."
"This is the location of the demon world. According to outside rumors, the demon king has not appeared in the world for many years."
Then he pointed to the place where countless beauties were standing by the window: "Over there is the Palace Master of Hehuan Palace."
The Lord of Hehuan Palace opened the curtain, revealing a beautiful face.
Lu Chaochao frowned slightly.
"She's a nice person, but she likes to pretend and is a bit fake." Lu Chaochao touched his chin.
Xie Yuzhou was surprised that there was someone Lu Chaochao disliked?
Lu Chaochao lowered his voice and whispered in Xie Yuzhou's ear: "Humph, despite her pretty face, she is actually... very pretentious!" She didn't know how to describe it.
"What are you pretending to be?" Xie Yuzhou looked confused.
Lu Chaochao frowned and thought, "I have a friend named Yao Guang."
"I have traveled extensively and had some connections with him. I once considered him a close friend."
"Later, he met a girl named Jin Huan."
Xie Yuzhou secretly glanced at the woman who was leaning on the step, revealing her white jade wrists. She was incredibly beautiful.
"Is this the Palace Master of Hehuan Palace?"
Lu Chaochao nodded dullly.
"I was very happy to have many friends. But she always compared herself with me and imitated me! She is a good learner!"
"When we first met, she told me that she and Yao Guang were brothers and that we should never treat her as a girl."
"result……"
"She always wears similar clothes to me and uses similar hairpins, alas..."
"However, apart from being a scholar, she is quite nice."
"One time when I was slaying a demon, I was injured due to my carelessness. She carried me down the mountain alone, her clothes and hair were so tired that she was sweating, and she didn't say a word."
Xie Yuzhou, I always feel weird.
"The Palace Master of Hehuan Palace and God Yaoguang seem to be good friends..." Xie Yuzhou muttered softly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, the monk next to him looked shocked: "Nonsense!!"
"They have a life-or-death relationship!"
Lu Chaochao? ? ?
impossible!
"Can I still lie to you? They have been fighting each other for thousands of years. Whenever we meet, we will fight to the death!" The others were quite embarrassed.
"Legend has it that they were close friends thousands of years ago, but now, you can't tell at all."
Lu Chaochao's face was full of doubts. Did they break up?
Just as he was talking, he heard a commotion in the distance.
"Zhenjun Yaoguang is here! I guess he's here for the Sword Master's relics again. If there are Sword Master's relics, he must be there!"
The man has a face like a crown jewel and eyes like stars, but his eyes are so cold that people dare not approach him.
"True Lord, please." He walked up the steps indifferently, ignoring everyone.
"I heard that the True Lord is already half a god. For some reason, he has never ascended."
Everyone was talking about it.
Xie Yuzhou whispered in Lu Chaochao's ear: "Is this your best friend? Collecting your relics everywhere?"
"Not anymore."
Lu Chaochao waved his hands lightly and shook his head slightly.
He looked like he didn't want to mention the past anymore.
Xie Yuzhou was puzzled.
As soon as True Lord Yaoguang went upstairs, he saw Palace Master Jinhuan wearing tulle opposite him, and he immediately shouted angrily: "Bad luck! Change the place!"
"Zhenjun, there is no room upstairs." The steward said with a bitter face. Sure enough, Yaoguang Zhenjun and Hehuan Palace were fighting to the death.
What kind of hatred do they have?
"If anyone is willing to exchange, I am willing to give you Xuandan as a gift." The man's voice was clear and crisp.
As soon as these words came out, someone next door said: "I'll change."
True Lord Yaoguang left without looking back.
Everyone was overwhelmed by the aura of the two powerful men and could not hold their heads up. These two men would fight each other when they met.
Hehuan Gong Jinhuan held the wine glass in her hand, with a trace of disdain in her eyes.
"It's a stinking virtue! Who can show you such a stoic look? She's not here!"
"Palace Master, I heard that this auction is a portrait, painted by Jian Zun himself. It is the only one in the world. It has never been opened or seen."
Jin Huan played with the wine glass: "Get it at all costs!"
"Yes." The little maid standing beside him nodded in agreement.
On stage.
After a while, a beautiful little girl walked out on the stage. The little girl is eloquent and somewhat clever.
"Welcome all the great masters to the auction. In this auction, there are rare treasures, relics of noble people, and elves that attract much attention."
"Now, here's our first auction item."
"Nine-turn Resurrection Pill."
The woman's cultivation level is not high, but she is good at driving up prices and atmosphere.
After a while, several items were taken away.
Lu Chaochao dozed off after hearing it. Near the end, he heard the woman say with a smile: "The next auction item is a painting."
"A mediocre painting without any divine attributes."
"But the precious thing is that it was painted by Sword Master Zhaoyang himself. Moreover, it will be destroyed when opened."
"Sword Master, it seems that he doesn't want the world to open it."
Opening means dissipating.
"This auction item is a spiritual stone!" The woman smiled brightly. A spiritual stone is not contempt for the sword master.
Rather, its value is immeasurable.
"Thirty thousand spiritual stones!"
"Sixty thousand!"
"One hundred and twenty thousand spiritual stones!!"
"Two hundred thousand spirit stones!!" The price went up higher and higher, but everyone looked at the location upstairs. Yaoguang and Hehuan Palace have not taken action yet.
At the 600,000 mark, Yao Guangshang's clear and clear voice said: "One million spirit stones!"
The little girl from Hehuan Palace opened the curtain and said in a solemn voice: "One million and three hundred thousand!"
"Two million!!"
The spiritual stones were like broken stones in their mouths, which made Lu Chaochao cover his heart.
"Prodigal son! They are all a group of prodigal sons. A broken painting costs millions? Why didn't I see you helping me back then?"
Lu Chaochao was angry and resentful.
But as she thought about it, she shut up angrily.
"Four million, plus a top-quality worry-free grass!"
Everyone was in an uproar.
Worry-free grass can get rid of inner demons and is a treasure that high-level monks can only hope for.
"Does anyone still want to increase the price?" until he shouted three times.
The woman said with a smile on her face: "This painting was obtained by Yaoguang God."
The atmosphere in Hehuan Palace was gloomy, and the master of Jinhuan Palace opened the curtain to reveal his true appearance.
Everyone was so shocked by that face that they couldn't recover.
"What, is the worry-free grass useless to you?"
"A half-step god can ascend as long as he defeats the inner demons, but the Yaoguang God has to suffer from the inner demons?"
When everyone heard this, their mouths opened in horror.
The God of Yaoguang is pure and has a few desires, but he also has inner demons? ?
The attendant brought the scroll to the tray, Yao Guang rubbed it with his hands, his eyes were gentle.
"Why does Lord Jinhuan have the face to mention me?"
"There is no difference between you and me!" (End of Chapter)
