Thanks to several big customers, especially Hong Fang's last strong "support", ye Lingyue recorded 1000 pills of five grade pills. After deducting the service charge, ye Lingyue also had more than 900000 taels of gold. This money is enough for ye Lingyue to buy a set of Liuliu martial arts.

Even, she can keep some money to support the ghost door.

After selling the pills, the crowd dispersed.

At the prefecture level auction house, it was lively again.

"Thirteen Shao's auction method really opened my eyes. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. It's impossible to refuse to accept the old age. " He Laoer, though he was once wronged, was kind-hearted. When he met ye Lingyue at the beginning of the day, his attitude was much better.

Although ye Lingyue's price is not cheap, the Commission brought to Wanbao Grottoes is 100000 taels of gold.

Ye Lingyue and polite a few words, he old went to greet other guests.

"Ling Yue, you know his identity clearly. Why did you let me give him the pills. Hong Fang is a man of far sightedness and cunning nature. It is not good for him to buy feidan at a high price. " See four no one pay attention to two people, Feng Xin just lowered the voice, asked ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue and Hong Fang's relationship, as early as he knew her, he had already investigated clearly.

Knowing that ye Lingyue had such a miserable childhood, Fengxin couldn't help giving birth to a kind of regret.

It's a pity that he didn't meet her when she needed protection the most.

He even forgot that at that time, he was just a weak and sick teenager.

Noticing the soft light of Fengxin's eyes, ye Lingyue's heart leaped slightly, as if she had been hurt by the tenderness of his eyes. She did not open her face.

Feng Xin's evaluation of Hong Fang is really blood.

Recall just now, Feng Xin three words, put Hong Fang and Liu Qingqi not clear, ye Lingyue feel funny.

The longer you get along with Fengxin, the more ye Lingyue finds out that she doesn't know him any more.

In front of him, he is a harmless young man, easy to attract women's sympathy.

But sometimes, and like a cunning as fox's profiteer, more sometimes, he will send out to let her all cold breath.

Which side is the real one?

Ye Lingyue's heart turns a thousand times, thinking of the last, but relieved.

Fengxin's parents died when he was a child. He supported the huge Fengfu. He was harmless only because he believed in himself.

Whether it's a profiteer or a cold one, I'm afraid it's the umbrella he uses to protect himself.

"I just want to see what he's going to do with flying Dan. Fengxin, you don't really think that I would be so kind as to sell the power pills so casually? The pills I made naturally have a hand. I won't be stupid enough to lift a stone and hit my own feet. " She smiles and whispers in Fengxin's ear.

It turns out that Ling Yue added a special spice to her invisible pills.

This special fragrance, as long as it appears, xiaozhiyo can be distinguished.

The so-called invisible Dan, in front of her, is useless.

As for Hong Fang's flying pill, it was like a fake package of flying pills. There was nothing in it. It was just when the pills were delivered that ye Lingyue God changed the flying pill into a second-class flying pill she refined.

This also means that the flying pill bought back by Hong Fang's "emetic price" will last much less than half an hour as ye Lingyue said earlier.

Rao is a person with a delicate heart like Fengxin. After listening to ye Lingyue's words, he can't help crying or laughing. He finally understands why the sage has the cloud: only women and children are difficult to raise.

However, it is this kind of Ye Lingyue that Fengxin knows.

He likes her both good and bad.

Ye Lingyue's purse is enough, she simply pull Fengxin, began to wander.

The items in the prefecture level auction house are much better than those in the Xuan level auction house.

Ye Lingyue even found some seven grade pills in the middle, but the price of these pills is as high as thousands or even tens of thousands of pills.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, hearing the name of Buddha, ye Lingyue noticed that in the corner of the noisy auction house, an old monk with a well-known old Zen dress was sitting cross legged.

In front of him, there was a copper bowl with paint off.

In front of the old monk was a cassock, on which there was a book the size of a tile.

There were many visitors coming and going, but none of them noticed the old monk, as if the old monk didn't exist.

Soon, ye Lingyue realized that it was because the old monk had set a spiritual prohibition beside him. Only those who untied the prohibition could find out his existence.

But he was an interesting monk. He came to sell things and set a ban on them.

Ye Lingyue stepped forward curiously.

The book is engraved with slanting ancient characters.It's a pity that ye Lingyue doesn't know these Sanskrit words. It's useless even if you take this iron coupon.

"This is the iron scroll of the Vedic sect." Feng Xin beside her said.

"What is Vedic? Do you recognize the words on it?" Ye Lingyue said in surprise.

"The ancient Sanskrit Buddhism used to copy Buddhist scriptures and some important documents. Vedic sect is one of the branches of ancient Buddhism and once flourished in the Central Plains. Later, because of the fierce war, the Central Plains cult prevailed, and the Vedic sect has also declined. This monk should be a survivor of the Vedic sect. "

Fengxin was weak from childhood, and spent most of her childhood in bed.

In order to relieve his loneliness, before he was ten years old, the northern Qing emperor had recruited numerous scholars from mainland China to teach him. Among them, one of the great powers of Buddhism taught him a lot of Buddhism and ancient Sanskrit.

The Vedic sect was taught to Fengxin by the Buddha.

"Then you have a look, what is recorded on the iron scroll of the Dan book." When ye Lingyue saw that piece of Danshu iron scroll for the first time, he felt that there was a mysterious force calling for himself.

"The Sanskrit above has been disturbed. I can only guess that it records a kind of Buddhist martial arts. As for the product grade, I can't guarantee it. I can only know it after I bought the iron coupon and went back to interpret it again. " Fengxin made a Buddhist ceremony to the old monk.

"Buddha has fate, and you and I have fate." The old monk's eyelids moved slightly, and came back to ye Lingyue and Feng Xin for a gift.

"Old monk, it's hard to say whether we are destined or not, but the money in my purse must be predestined with you." Ye Lingyue thinks it's funny that these Buddhists don't go into oil and salt one by one. They are very lofty. To put it bluntly, they don't have to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt.

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