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Chapter 54: Enjoy the beautiful scenery

"Ancestor, you are now a half-dead person and you don't understand the thoughts of a living person like me. I don't blame you." Xu Huan's mind sank into the Qiankun Cauldron and he responded with a chuckle.

"You talk as if everyone was a living person. Aren't you just afraid that if you go to auction Tongmai Dan alone, your identity will be exposed, in case someone comes to cause trouble and finds you or the Lin family. But there is no need to wrap yourself up so tightly." In Zhen Qiankun's opinion, with his high-quality soul power, no one in this small place of Wuling City could see through Xu Huan's aura and identity.

"Alas, when it comes to safety-first things like this, the more the better. If I knew the extremely mysterious witchcraft and paper figurine substitute technique of the neighboring Southern Xinjiang Empire, I wouldn't do it myself." Xu Huan sighed lightly.

No matter what, he has died once. Although he is no longer afraid of death, it does not mean that he wants to die again.

Not being afraid of death and not wanting to die are two different things.

According to the plan discussed with Lin Youwei during dinner, Lin Youwei would use the million gold coins in the black gold card to bid for the Soul-Nourishing Water, while he would hide his identity and auction the Tongmai Pill, and use the money from the auction to buy the Golden-Horned White Rhino items, or other relatively cheap and useful items.

For this reason, Lin Youwei also agreed with his insurance measure of wrapping himself up like a dumpling, and it was enough for Xu Huan to have her approval.

Seeing that Xu Huan really cared so much about his own safety, Zhen Qiankun stopped talking. He deeply agreed with Xu Huan's approach from the bottom of his heart.

Xu Huan was dressed in all black and was not noticeable at all in the crowd, because many people were dressed like this. It could be said that she blended perfectly into the crowd.

"Oh!"

"Bang! Bang~"

"Bang! Bang! Bang~"

Suddenly, there were bursts of explosions in the sky, like thunder, which attracted the attention of pedestrians on the ground and made them look in the direction of the sound.

Xu Huan also followed the crowd, raised his head slightly, and looked towards the sky above Tianzhen Pavilion not far away through several layers of black gauze.

In the clear and cloudless night sky, gorgeous flaming flowers bloomed from time to time, lighting up half of the night sky, like hundreds of flowers competing for beauty, red, yellow, green, purple and blue all bloomed, but each flower was like a flash in the pan, disappearing in a flash.

Even so, even the starry sky and the bright crescent moon could not help but lose their brilliance under the constantly blooming flaming flowers, appearing somewhat pale in comparison.

Looking at the beautiful fireworks that were continuously set off above Tianzhen Pavilion like thousands of flowers, smelling the faint smell of gunpowder carried by the wind, and listening to the deafening sound that lasted from top to bottom for a long time, Xu Huan's jade-like face, which was covered by layers of cover, also curled up the corners of his lips, raising a comfortable arc of joy.

"No matter how many times I watch these fireworks, I never get tired of them..."

Whenever Tianzhenge holds its weekly auction, it would spend a huge amount of money to set off a large-scale fireworks display for a quarter of an hour beforehand, so that half of Wuling City could enjoy the beautiful view.

Tianzhen Pavilion is known as "the empire's rare treasures are all in one stone, the Kirin royal family gets one dou, the clan and the people get one dou, and Tianzhen Pavilion alone gets eight dou."

According to legend, it has some connection with the Tiandi Bank in Yongtong Continent. The items auctioned there include rare treasures from all over the world. It is said that there is nothing you can't think of that you can't buy in Tianzhenge. If there is, it must be that the level of the Tianzhenge in the place is too low.

It seemed like he was boasting a lot, but Xu Huan didn't think it was an exaggeration at all. He had seen some rare items from other countries and regions, and even items from foreign races deep in the distant South China Sea, in this mid-to-low-level Tianzhen Pavilion in Wuling City.

While many of the items auctioned at Tianzhen Pavilion were consigned, a glimpse of the whole picture is indicative of the situation. The Tianzhen Pavilion in Wuling City suggests that even in the high-class imperial capital, Tianzhen Pavilion must have rare treasures from all over the continent. The crowd, which had temporarily stopped to watch the fireworks display, resumed its flow after a while.

When Xu Huan followed the crowd and approached the gate of Tianzhen Pavilion, there were no more fireworks.

Some pedestrians who came to Wuling City for the first time thought that the opening ceremony of Tianzhen Pavilion had ended, but Xu Huan knew that after the fireworks show in the sky ended, the fireworks show on the ground should begin seamlessly.

Tianzhen Pavilion is called a pavilion, but it is actually similar to a palace building with a city wall outside. Xu Huan raised his eyes slightly and looked at the city wall, and immediately saw some figures holding torches standing at equal distances.

As soon as his eyes fell on those figures, Xu Huan saw them move, stand up straight, hold torches high, look up at the sky, take a deep breath, and then exhale suddenly, letting the pine resin in their mouths out with the breath.

"call!"

"call!"

"call……"

As the sound of exhalation was heard, the torch was blown continuously, and the orange-yellow flames suddenly roared up into the sky, extending several feet high, like fire dragons swinging continuously on the city wall, and did not go out for a long time.

There were many powerful Qi Refiners among the passers-by, who could clearly sense that the figures on the city wall were ordinary people who had not yet opened their Qi seas, and some even had their Qi channels unopened. Following the explanations given by some people, some outsiders who saw the traditional skill of "fire breathing" for the first time were suddenly amazed.

Xu Huan glanced around and saw some pedestrians stopped and wanted to watch the next performance, not in a hurry to enter Tianzhen Pavilion. He thought of his own surprise when he first saw it, and he also felt the same as them.

Chuckling and shaking his head, Xu Huan did not stop to watch the traditional skills performances such as fire sticks, fire blades, and fire dances. Instead, he raised his hand to press down his hat, continued to move forward, and passed through the gate, intending to send the Tongmai Pill for auction before the auction started.

……

After a while.

In a corner hall filled with antique charm and elegant decoration, Xu Huan, dressed in all black, found a small room with an open door with ease. On the wall above the door hung a plaque with three big green words flashing "Photo Consignment Office".

Xu Huan walked in leisurely and closed the door. At the moment he closed the door, the three characters "Sending Place" above the door suddenly turned red under the effect of the formation, indicating that this room was in the process of sending photos. Later senders would need to wait for a while or go to other rooms.

Inside the room, there was a table covered with a red cloth. On a red cloth chair behind the table, a middle-aged man in luxurious black clothes was lying lazily on his back, humming a little tune and cracking nuts. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door closing, and he couldn't help but sit up and look up.

Seeing that this was another person who didn't want to reveal his identity, and he couldn't sense any strong aura from the other person, the middle-aged man suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled, and asked tentatively in a gentle voice: "Sir, what are you planning to send for photos?"

Xu Huan walked to the table, casually stretched out his hand to pull over a chair, and sat down with his legs stretched out. From under his bamboo hat came a domineering middle-aged male voice disguised by "ventriloquism".

"First-level elixir, Tongmai Pill!"

(End of this chapter)