Chapter 321 New Daoist Robe?

Not far from the center building.

Bai Zhan looked at Shen Mu with a gloomy expression.

From the beginning to the end, his murderous eyes have been locked on the long sword Duxiu on his waist.

As for this sword, he is naturally very familiar with it.

At the beginning, he wanted to ask Song Yizhi to keep the sword in such a low voice.

And he has already clearly told her that he can devote all he has to elevating this sword to a half-celestial soldier.

But at that time Song Yizhi did not agree.

This is tantamount to casting a sense of frustration on Bai Zhan, who has always been arrogant.

Although his talent and realm are placed in China, they are not particularly top-notch.

But there is one thing special about him, that is, he comes from the Bai family.

In the whole Haoran Tianxia, ​​there are not many families or sects that can forge four and a half immortal soldiers above the level.

His Bai family counts as one.

And Bai Zhanji just inherited all the methods of the Bai family's sword casting.

After going to Middle-earth China this time, he will perform his own sword-casting ceremony at the Bai Family Ancestral Hall in Middle-earth China.

This is the only way for almost all swordsmiths, and it can be regarded as telling the world that there is another swordsmith in the Bai family.

Most of them cast soldiers in the same line, there is a saying.

There are three most important swords in life.

One was cast at the first sword casting ceremony, the other was cast at the peak of the realm, and the last one was just before death.

And often swordsmiths will regard the first swordcasting ceremony as particularly important.

Moreover, most sword cultivators also want to let themselves fly their swords and become the first sword of a powerful swordsmith.

Therefore, Bai Zhan hurriedly chose Song Yizhi, and wanted Duxiu as his first time becoming a sword.

And the choice and the idea speak for themselves.

One is to show how important she is to him.

The second one is really optimistic about the flying sword Duxiu in Song Yizhi's hand.

Although the appearance is simple and unpretentious, anyone who understands swords will understand.

This Duxiu sword is definitely not simple.

It was nurtured by Song Yizhi's colorless sword embryo.

And according to this rhythm, in the next hundred years, there will be a sword spirit.

But what's ridiculous is that Song Yizhi didn't even give him a chance.

Not only that, but he even gave this sword to the man in front of him for nothing.

This made Bai Zhan feel extremely resentful in his anxious heart, and even produced some kind of jealousy and frustration.

now,

The several old men behind Bai Zhanji looked a little nervous.

They stood beside Bai Zhanji one after another, ready to take care of him at any time.

They all knew about the incident between their young master and Song Yizhi not long ago.

So he was afraid that he would suddenly lose control, so he rushed up and started fighting with the Fengjiang county magistrate.

On the way here, they received many messages.

Including this Fengjiang county magistrate, and the mysterious background of Fengjiang county magistrate.

Everything here is actually not covered up too much. As long as you explore it in detail, you can know what happened before.

In the past few days, Baizhanji has almost understood everything.

Some old people in Fengjiang City said that not long ago, they often saw Shen Mu wandering on the street holding the arm of his female master.

What Bai Zhan heard was full of killing intent.

He didn't quite understand, talking about family status and future prospects.

How could I be comparable to this vulgar county magistrate in front of me?
Why did she, Song Yizhi, choose him instead of herself?
It would be fine if they were the proud sons of China in China.

But this person in front of him is definitely not good.

Withdrawing his gaze, Bai Zhan hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, I won't be impulsive, you don't have to be so nervous."

The old men behind him breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the sound.

They were really afraid that the young master couldn't bear it for a while, so they rushed forward.

An old man said: "Don't blame the old man for talking too much, I know that the young master admires the female sword cultivator who went to our Bai family not long ago, but the master has already said it when he sent a letter from the Middle-earth Shenzhou, if it really doesn't work, sir The Lord doesn't have to force it, so as not to cause some trouble."

Bai Zhan took a deep breath, finally nodded and said: "I know, you don't have to worry about this, besides, Song Yizhi is no longer in Fengjiang City, even if I want to do something out of line, I can't do it, but this person, He doesn't deserve that sword, and no matter what, it shouldn't be on him."

After finishing speaking, Baizhan turned his head sharply: "How much money have we raised for the border closure? Will we be able to participate in the auction of the central building?"

The old man's eyes paused, and then he took out a money bag: "Recently, we have entrusted some connections, no more, no less, exactly 3000 coins."

Bai Zhan nodded anxiously and smiled: "Very good, you can enter the auction house."

"What magic weapon does the young master take a fancy to?"

Bai Zhan shook his head anxiously: "I don't care about the auction, I just want to see what qualifications this general and county magistrate has so that Song Yizhi can accept him."

...

...

The capital verification will end soon.

In fact, this process is not complicated, just report your name and show your own amount of Fengjiang money, as long as you meet the standard, you can participate in the auction.

And monks with insufficient assets can only be a spectator on the sidelines.

In the first floor at this time.
Dozens of monks have gathered, all of whom have passed the capital verification.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that almost half of the people here turned out to be strangers!
Someone even saw them coming from outside the city just this morning.

So that is to say, in fact, people who really hold a lot of money in Fengjiang do not live in Fengjiang.

This is a bit interesting.

"The auction has officially started, the first magic weapon, the incense burner!"

"..."

"..."

When the first collection was revealed, many monks outside were quite speechless.

The name alone is pompous enough.

Everyone knows that this is Shen Mu's random name in order to get a good price.

But there is no way, the right to trade is in the hands of others.

Let's just burn the sky, anyway, it is indeed a good object.

Everyone looked towards the display stand in the center, and at this moment a woman with a rippling chest came out holding an incense burner.

Swish!
Everyone was stunned.

Unexpectedly, this first lot is so spectacular.

It's just that for some reason, the female monk holding the incense burner makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

It's not that they haven't seen the world.

Mainly, the clothes worn by this female monk really made them feel a little...very special.

And there was something strange in my heart that I had never had before.

It is not clear whether the Dao is unclear, but if you explore it carefully, it will even affect the Dao Heart!

Someone gasped!
"Hey, what kind of clothes are these?"

"Why is it so breathtaking?"

"You also noticed?"

"Naturally! Looking at the black and shiny feeling, it doesn't look like the style of any continent. The key is that the exquisite lines are so beautifully outlined, but against the backdrop of black silk, it is breathtaking! Could it be that, Is it another magical artifact made by Fengjiang?"

"Well, it's probably true! Everyone, try not to watch it!"

a long time.

"Ahem, brother Li, why are you still watching?"

"I, I don't know, maybe I like this slippery... black color recently?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

(End of this chapter)

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