After a moment of immersion, when everyone in the venue was excited, the middle-aged man on the stage took out a space bag.

"Space bag?" Someone among the monks present asked in a low voice.

There is an unwritten rule in auctions, that is, space bags will not be used in auctions of high-end items.

Just like the swords displayed to Qin Long before, even the third-level top-grade ones would make a simple storage rack to increase the value of the auction, and directly using the space bag would undoubtedly be a very low price.

Everyone was relieved when they saw that he was an appraiser. This guy must have never been on the auction stage and knew nothing about the details.

Although the auctioneers knew these details, they had different identities, so it was difficult for them to give him advice, so they just let him do whatever he wanted.

The middle-aged man has a unique aura about him, and the slight smile on his face tells everyone that this quality is called confidence, confidence in the things in his hands.

"Now I will bring you the first weapon lot in this auction."

A flash of light flashed in the middle-aged man's hand, and a long knife appeared out of thin air. Under the light, the bright blade of the knife reflected a snow-white light.

Qin Long was slightly stunned. He did not expect that the first auction item in the weapons yard was a long knife made by himself.

Looking at this situation, does the Li family plan to sell their knives one by one? That's nearly a thousand knives. At this rate, they will last until the end of the year.

"Third-level weapons, you are still the appraiser of our family. Are you bringing this thing out to play with us, or is it a big war and your family has nothing that can be used?"

After seeing the weapon in the middle-aged man's hand, someone finally lost his temper.

"Who is this? You dare to speak like this in the house? Do you really think you don't know how to write the word "death"?"

The monk's loud sarcasm echoed in the quiet auction hall, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Everyone wanted to see who this monk was, who dared to speak nonsense about the largest family in the Zhulan Empire.

Qin Long's curiosity was also aroused, and he looked ahead following the source of the sound.

The man had already stood up. Different from the usual robes worn by Shiyucheng monks, the clothes on his body were very smart, but there were some folds at the joints to facilitate movement.

Due to the angle of view, Qin Long could only feel that he could see his back, and his upper back as strong as a mountain peak.

"This doesn't seem to be from the empire?" Qin Long thought thoughtfully.

Through the memory in his mind, Qin Long knew that the monks of the Zhulan Empire would not dress like this. Clothing, especially men's clothing, was of great significance in the empire.

Due to the regional culture, the monks in the empire all respect robes. The more fluttering the clothes, the more they show their status. The more close-fitting the clothes, the more people look down on them.

"Who are you?"

Before the middle-aged man on the stage could speak, a martial fire monk stood up with an unhappy expression.

In his opinion, this young man in a short shirt is a low-class citizen. Only mortals wear such clothes. He is not worthy of sitting in a noble place like the auction hall of his family.

Shuang Yue and Shi Kai worked together to save Shiyu City. Every monk in the city was indebted to the two of them. Moreover, the Li family was the largest family in the empire. When someone heard someone belittle him, naturally some people were willing to rush forward and talk.

The monk is one of them.

"Who am I?" The young man in a short shirt laughed out loud.

"Xinhen Empire, Ziyue Family, Zi Shiran."

After Zi Shiran finished speaking, he looked at the people around him proudly, his eyes full of contempt.

"Xinhen Empire?"

The monk's eyes became sharp. This was one of the neighboring countries of the Zhulan Empire, and the relationship between the two parties was somewhat subtle.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, when this world still belonged to mortals, the two countries fought fiercely to compete for territory. Almost all the land of the Zhulan Empire was taken away by Xinhen, and they were forced to move the whole country and retreat to the natural chasm.

Barely did not fall.

The feud between the two countries was settled elsewhere. This was a blood feud that lasted for generations, but an accident happened. The appearance of spiritual energy began to change the structure of the entire world.

In the various famous mountains and rivers, spiritual energy began to be naturally dense, but those vast plains were empty. The Zhulan Empire became a direct beneficiary of a blessing in disguise due to the steep terrain, while all the territories seized by the Xinhen Empire became useless.

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Taking advantage of its innate advantages, the Zhulan Empire rose rapidly, but after several failed attempts by the Xinhen Empire, it could only turn to attack other countries to seize cultivation resources, and the two countries were thus separated.

The general trend of the world must converge after a long period of time. Coupled with the passage of time for thousands of years, the relationship between the two countries has gradually eased. However, although they are no longer hostile, the positions of both parties can never be called friendly, because everyone knows that the Xinhen Empire's

Human beings are robbers to their core.

Zi Shiran's self-revealed identity immediately aroused the hostility of more than half of the monks present, and the sharp spiritual energy pierced him. However, Zi Shiran did not care about the eyes of those monks, snorted softly, and covered the auction house with spiritual energy.

stand up.

A terrifying coercion swept over everyone, and everyone was surprised to find that the seemingly young man in front of them was actually a strong man in the Golden Core Realm.

Zi Shiran smiled arrogantly and said: "Hahaha, how about it, who else has any questions?"

Strength is everything. As soon as the pressure of the golden elixir on Zi Shiran's body appeared, everyone's arrogance was suppressed. Even the middle-aged man on the stage who was watching everything silently looked a little ugly.

Qin Long was also a little curious, wondering what the next life of this cultivator from the Xinhen Empire meant in Yucheng.

"I thought that an appraiser from the Li family could come up with something good, but didn't expect that the first family of the Zhulan Empire has such a little knowledge? A third-level middle-grade junk long knife is worthy of having an appraiser come out to introduce it?"

Zi Shiran was sent with the task of collecting information about the Zhulan Empire. After thousands of years of development, the Xinhen Empire has gathered a group of powerful cultivators, whose strength is comparable to that of the Zhulan Empire.

With his fist hardened, the bandit nature of the Xinhen Empire reawakened, and in the name of regaining lost territory, he placed the plunder on the Zhulan Empire.

This war almost completely destroyed Shiyu City. From the perspective of the Xinhen Empire, it was an important way to investigate the hard power of the Zhulan Empire. The Ziyue Family happened to be located near Shiyu City, so the Xinhen Empire ordered the Ziyue Family to send people.

Come here, Zi Shiran is the spy in name only.

Hearing Zi Shiran's words, Qin Long was stunned. Is this person a fool?

Who would go to a semi-hostile country and ridicule the largest family in the country? Is there something wrong with their brains?

What is the difference between this and directly calling the Zhulan Empire a pile of shit, although there is nothing wrong in saying so.

Do you really think that Jin Dan is invincible? No matter how bad Shiyu City is, there are still two Jin Dan. Among them, Shuang Yue is a swordsman, and they are both powerful enough to kill Zi Shiran in a fight.

"It's not this third-order long sword that's rubbish, it's your vision that's rubbish." A faint voice sounded from the back of the venue.

"Who?" Zi Shiran suddenly turned around, his eyes met an ordinary-looking face, and it was Qin Long.

In Shiyu City, Qin Long may be worried about how to kill Qin Fangyang, but he will not coddle Zi Shiran. He will scold and quarrel when he needs to. There are two golden elixirs standing behind me, who is afraid of whom?

"You dare to talk nonsense to me even if you are just a little bit angry?"

After seeing Qin Long's realm clearly, Zi Shiran was angry at that time. He was not really stupid. He had inquired before Yucheng in the next life. After the battle, there were only two golden elixir warriors left in Yucheng in the next life. One was the city lord Shi Kai.

, the other one is Shuangyue, the deacon of the family.

Zi Shiran came to collect intelligence, Shi Kai's line was abandoned directly. Shuangyue is the deacon of the Li family and a woman. More importantly, she was a martial fire cultivator a few days ago, and she has only recently broken through to the level of Jin Dan. The strength is bound to be no more.

How about it.

Zi Shiran subconsciously thought that she was easier to bully, so he came to Li's house to give Shi Yucheng a blow. Qin Long happened to hit the muzzle of the gun at this time, and the golden elixir realm spiritual energy pressed against Qin Long in an instant.

Zheng.

The clear sword sound suddenly appeared, and Zi Shiran only felt that the spiritual energy pressing towards Qin Long paused for a moment, and then was instantly shattered by a sharp net.

"A mere golden elixir is worthy of running wild in my family."

Wearing white clothes, Shuangyue floated in the sky with her feet in the air. The sword in her hand was half an inch out of its sheath, and the sword energy was so strong that it cut all Zi Shiran's pressure into pieces.

Seeing the familiar white figure, Qin Long smiled narrowly, Zi Shiran, don't you like to pretend? Go ahead and see if you can still pretend.

"Sword cultivator?"

He accidentally kicked the iron plate.

Relying on his superiority, he directly used spiritual energy to suppress the venue. Unexpectedly, the deacon in the family was actually a swordsman. Now nearly half of the spiritual energy in the Dantian was shattered, which made him feel very bad.

But as a golden elixir, he couldn’t lose his face. Zi Shiran said calmly: “Are you Shuang Yue?”

Shuangyue frowned slightly.

The Yuehuagui sword was sheathed, and with a clang, the invisible sword energy rushed towards Zi Shiran. Although she didn't know what his purpose was here, she didn't like the tone of his words, especially because he wanted to hurt Qin Long.

, which made Shuangyue even more dissatisfied.

The realm of Shuangyue, combined with Yuehua, already has the killing power of a monk in the divine elixir realm.

Feeling the invisible and qualityless sword energy coming towards him, Zi Shiran waved his hand and condensed a thick spiritual energy barrier in front of him.

The spiritual energy that was shattered before was due to his carelessness. In his opinion, these spiritual energy were enough to block Shuangyue's sword energy, and at the same time he did not take it seriously.

"Hmph, let you low-class people see what the true strength of a Golden Core Realm monk is!"

The sword energy blew past, and the thick spiritual energy barrier condensed in front of Zi Shiran was instantly washed away like straw in the strong wind.

The shield shattered, and the remaining sword energy swept straight up. Shuangyue didn't intend to kill him, but the lesson was unavoidable. Those sharp needle-like spiritual sword energy pierced his body.

Zi Shiran's whole body was shaken violently, and he could feel the extremely fine sword energy drilling into every pore. The severe pain made him tremble, and suddenly, he slapped his heart hard.

After a snapping sound, Zi Shiran's body surface turned into an unnatural golden color. Those golden colors seemed to be extremely solid, and even Shuang Yue's sword energy could not break through. Those sword energy that tried to penetrate through the pores were shocked.

scattered.

"What a powerful sword energy. This is not something that a sword cultivator in the Golden Core realm can easily unleash. Could it be that..."

Zi Shiran, who was out of danger, was horrified. He had seen many sword cultivators in the Xinhen Empire. Their attack power was very strong, but it was far from Shuang Yue who could cut through his protective aura with just one sword.

situation.

There is only one possibility to achieve this kind of strength. Zi Shiran's eyes are focused on the long sword in Shuangyue's hand. Could it be said that the long sword in Shuangyue's hand is a magic weapon?

Just when he was stunned, Shuangyue's cold scolding sound spread throughout the audience.
Chapter completed!