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"Is this《 Heaven's Ten Swords》 really that difficult to cultivate? Even Patriarch Qi has yet to see through it! "

"That's right!" Is it so hard to understand? Could it still be the Heavenly Tome Monoliths? "

"..."

However, at this moment, Yu Huajia smiled and thought to herself, "Does this ancestor love to get angry?" "He's actually angry!"

"Why is Young Hero Cheng laughing?" Luo Yi asked in confusion when he saw Jiang Chen laughing heartily.

"Oh!" I am only laughing at how no one is able to see through this sword manual. Yan Huan naturally would not speak the truth.

Luo Yi smiled, shook his head and said, "Young Hero's words are reasonable. However, what the young hero did not know was that all the treasures in the world emphasized on one fate! Those who are not destined for it are useless. Those who are destined for it are like the wings of a tiger! "

Luo Yi paused before continuing, "Since all the treasures in the world are born, they have their own use! Since this《 Heaven's Ten Swords》 had been created, it was proof that it had its uses. Maybe today, it will meet someone with destiny! "

Yan Huan nodded thoughtfully and said, "Listening to senior's words is really enlightening! Thank you for your teachings, Senior! "

"Young Hero is too kind." Luo Yi waved his hand and said.

At this moment, the price of this sword manual had already skyrocketed to 100,000! Many of the people who hadn't taken action before now made their bids as well. It seemed like the reason why these people had been hibernating until now was for this moment to erupt with explosive power.

"The guests in room number one have bid one hundred thousand, is there anyone else with a higher bid?" Qi Meichu asked as he held the sword manual.

"One hundred and ten thousand." A crisp female voice came out from room number 3.

"One hundred and twenty thousand!" A man's voice came from the fifth pavilion.

However, Luo Yi sighed and said, "Sigh! I don't understand why the Ancestor would sell this priceless treasure here. This sword manual would even cause people to crazily fight over it even in the Heavenly Cloud Sky! "

"Perhaps and angry old mister has seen through some Heavenly Secrets! Perhaps it is just as Senior said. Perhaps this sword manual will meet a fated person today! " Yan Huan took over.

"That's true. The ancestor is truly resourceful, perhaps he really did see something! " Luo Yi suddenly asked, "Since that's the case, why don't Young Hero Cheng make a bid?"

Yan Xiao laughed. He shook his head and said, "I am stupid. I know I can't understand the great Dao of the sword, so why bid?"

"Young Hero, you are too modest. Young Hero, you should be afraid of giving us more trouble." "Whatever, since Young Hero is unwilling to bid, let's just watch the show." Luo Yi said.

"Alright. These people had not made a move all this time, but now that they were so generous, it seemed like they were going to eat this sword manual for real. I wonder who will fall to. " Yan Huan said.

"Two hundred thousand!"

As Yan Huan was speaking, the price had already risen to two hundred thousand. This two hundred thousand was called out by a person from pavilion number four. It should be a member of some aristocratic family.

"Humph!" Three hundred thousand! " An old but very dignified voice came from room number 1.

"Four hundred thousand!" Suddenly, a lazy voice came from the second pavilion. He had not made a move in the second pavilion, but now he had raised the price to 400,000 yuan! It seemed that this person was indeed rich.

"Four hundred thousand!" Yan Huan was shocked and actually shouted out loud.

Luo Yi laughed: "Young Hero Cheng, what are you surprised about a trifling four hundred thousand? This sword manual's price could be said to be very low. Initially, I had agreed with the few higher-ups in the pavilion that the starting price for this sword manual would be five hundred thousand yuan, and each bid increase should not be less than one hundred thousand. In the end, Patriarch Qi himself set a price and the auction price was only set at thirty thousand. Even the price that was raised dropped directly to ten thousand. "

Luo Yi shook the green jade teacup in his hand and then gulped the tea down, continuing, "I wonder why Ancestor is doing this? If this sword manual is taken to the Heavenly Cloud Auction, it would probably be sold for tens of millions. "

"Over ten million!" This is such a big deal! " Yan Huan muttered in his heart.

"Five hundred thousand!" The old man in room one called out again.

Yan Huan smiled and sighed. She continued, "These people are really desperate. They stole their heads here just for a treasure. Sigh! However, it was no wonder that they acted this way. If they wanted to survive in this cruel cultivation world, they would have to constantly obtain strength and continuously break through levels, constantly surpassing them. The road of Immortal cultivation was a path of no return. Once one embarked on it, there would be no retreat. "Ai …"

The two of them had long been attracted by the Treasure Auction and simply ignored it as they talked to themselves.

At this moment, the price had already been raised to one million from the person in pavilion number 2. The old man in pavilion number 1 fell silent. It seemed like one million was his limit.

"Good!" Since no one else is bidding, congratulations to the guest in pavilion number 2 for buying the finale treasure of this Treasure Auction, The Ten Heaven-Soaring Swords. " Qi Meichu said loudly.

When Yan Huan saw that the auction was over, she stood up and said, "Senior Luo, the auction is over. It's time for me to return. It will be my Freezing Moon Hall's disciple test in five days. I must hurry back to attend it.

When Luo Yi heard this, he hurriedly said, "Since that's the case, Young Hero, please do as you please."

"Alright, then the kid will leave first. Senior, we will meet again in the future. " Yan Huan cupped his fists towards Luo Yi, and Luo Yi also returned the gesture. Yan Huan then turned to look at Tie Hanshuang. Luo Yi was a smart guy, he knew that he wouldn't be changing his mind, so he walked out of the room, while Yan Huan and Tie Ningshuang didn't stop him.

Yan Huan clasped her fists and said to Tie Ningshuang, "Yan Huan has the honor of getting to know this lady. "Now that my sect has matters to attend to, I will have to go back. Lady, if fate wills it, we will meet again!"

Tie Ningshuang also returned the salute and said, "See you later if fate wills it." In his heart, however, he was thinking, "Why isn't Yan Huan giving me that jade hairpin yet?"

Yan Huan smiled at Tie Ningshuang before turning around and walking out. Seeing that it was too inconvenient for her to stop him, she sat down bitterly to console herself. Perhaps he had forgotten.

At this moment, Yan Huanhuan suddenly heard a sound from the pearl curtain. She thought it was a sound of joy as she hurriedly turned her head to look, only to see it was actually Luo Yi. Her heart chilled as she greeted him, calling him Uncle Luo.

Luo Yi didn't know what had happened to the two of them, but he understood a little when he saw Tie Hanshuang's expression. He shook his head and said, "Miss Tie, I was outside just now and someone reported to me that your father, Lord Tie Nan Shan, informed me and the higher-ups of the Aura Pavilion that he wanted you to go back."

Tie Ningshuang's expression changed, and she unhappily replied, "Oh." Then he saluted to Luo Yi with a bitter face and said, "Uncle Luo, I'll be going now. Thank you for your hospitality." He then walked out as well.

As for Yan Huan, after he left Shang Qiu City, he walked in the direction of Zi Han Mountain. When he reached a dense forest, he suddenly frowned, stopped his steps, took out the "Cold Rain Sword" and said, "The one who is following me, please come out! Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless! " With that, he spun the sword in his hand.

As soon as Yan Huan finished speaking, an azure-dressed youth walked out from the shadows. The youth wore a green jade hairpin, his black hair fluttering in the wind. A smile hung on the corners of his mouth, and he looked very handsome. The youth looked Yan Huan up and down with a puzzled expression. He then shook his head and said, "When did a disciple of the Frigid Sky Sect produce such a powerful character like you?"

Yan Huan's expression did not change as he looked at the sword in the young man's hand. It was actually the "Ink Snake". He then looked at the young man and asked, "You must be the one from pavilion number 2, right? May I know why you are looking for me? "

"How rude! Don't you know to greet your senior first? "Fine, I'll go first then. My name is Ouyang Mo Xuan, what about you?" As the youth in cyan spoke, his tone was full of ridicule, making it hard to discern his mood.

"My name is Ying Huanhuan." Yan Huan said with a smile.

"Hahahaha!" A burst of laughter sounded as soon as he finished speaking. Hahaha! I originally wanted to split my forces to deal with the two of you, but now, the two of you actually bumped into each other. "Fine, it just so happens that I don't have to use my hands anymore." Yan Huan and Ouyang Mo Xuan glanced at one another.

He saw a young man in purple clothes walking out from a secluded area. It was the young man from the thirty-seventh pavilion in the Treasure Auction Hall. The young man held a paper fan and had an evil smile on his face. Behind him was a group of people, estimated to be more than 20. Most of them were at the Zhenqi realm or the Divine Martial Realm, and one of them was at the True Qi realm.

"Neither of you will leave today! However, if you kneel down right now and obediently hand over the two swords and the sword manual, I can consider sparing your lives. Young Master, I am very merciful. " The young man looked at the two and said with an evil smile.

Ouyang Mo Xuan took a sudden step forward and his aura instantly surged. The clouds in the sky changed color in an instant and the surrounding trees moved without any wind. A huge pressure came crashing down. The purple-clothed youth's expression changed. With a flick of his fan, a wave of energy above the Astral Qi instantly condensed into an eggshell like protective shield to resist this power.

"You want to block my mana with a mere spiritual energy?" Ouyang Mo Xuan coldly snorted as the might of his mana increased once again. This time, he simply condensed a huge palm into a palm and pressed it down on the purple-clothed youth.

Yan Huan frowned as he calculated in his heart. One of them was in the divine ability realm while the other was in the Spirit Channeling realm. Both of their cultivation levels were higher than mine. I had no chance of winning against them. However, that Ouyang Mo Xuan didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards me. On the contrary, he would help me, so I wasn't too worried.

The giant palm suddenly slapped down and shattered the protective barrier. The purple-clothed youth's expression changed greatly as he waved his fan once more and shouted, "Spirit Demon Annihilation!" A powerful force surged out to block the gigantic palm, but it was only able to hold on with great difficulty.

The group of people behind the young man exclaimed, "Gongzi", and hurriedly moved to save him. Ouyang Mo Xuan harrumphed coldly. His eyes flickered as he looked at the crowd. In an instant, a powerful might surged through them. The few people at the front were immediately sent flying away by the force. The people at the back also fell to the ground as they cried out.

Ouyang Mo Xuan laughed coldly and said contemptuously, "A bunch of ants have come to throw their lives away!" Then he looked at the violet-clothed young man and said with a teasing tone, "Young people these days are really rude. They don't even know how to greet their seniors. "Brat, today, I will help your father teach you how to be a good person!"

And then, his right palm suddenly slapped out, and a giant mana hand howled towards the violet-robed youth. The violet-robed youth stared at that giant palm of Immortal energy, and his pupils contracted. He was currently suppressed by Ouyang Mo Xuan's aura to the point that he couldn't move at all. He didn't have any excess spiritual energy to defend against this large palm.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the purple-clothed youth. The figure threw out a punch, and a blood-red mana gushed out to counteract the large mana hand. Yet another person of the Divine Abhijina Realm! That figure withdrew his fist and with a jolt, he released a wave of might, actually clashing against Ouyang Mo Xuan's might.

After the violet-clothed youth lost the pressure from Ouyang Mo Xuan's aura, he let out a sigh of relief and straightened his body. It was just that at this moment, his smile was no longer on his face. Instead, it had turned into an expression of rage.

"Hmm?" Ouyang Mo Xuan looked at the figure. It was none other than Uncle Hong!

Yan Huan walked up and stood beside Ouyang Mo Xuan. She bowed and complimented him, "Senior Ouyang is so impressive. With just a simple trick, you managed to cause this old fogey to appear." It turned out that Ouyang Mo Xuan was aware of Uncle Hong's existence.

Ouyang Mo Xuan laughed, "Hahaha! This old fogey is hiding in the dark because he wants to find an opportunity to ambush us. What a pity! This young man is too weak, he can't hold me back at all. " Ouyang Mo Xuan looked at the violet-robed young man and shook his head.

At this moment, the group of people who were struck down by Ouyang Mo Xuan's gaze all stood up and gathered around the violet-robed youth. Both sides were at loggerheads, and they were ready to fight.

After all, look at Chapter 31.