5121. Chapter 5121: A Trip to a Foreign Land 7
Seeing that the energy in his body had returned to fullness, Leng Xuan immediately stood up and walked out of the room. When he came outside the house, Leng Xuan suddenly heard bursts of piercing sounds and a chaotic noise coming from outside. He raised his head, looked around, and found some cultivators rushing towards the north of Shanyun City one after another. Seeing this, he couldn't help but spread out his body out of curiosity, and followed closely. Not long after, hundreds of cultivators appeared in his sight. I saw those cultivators gathered in groups in twos and threes, chatting in low voices, looking at a house in front of them from time to time. Following their gaze, Leng Xuan found a signboard erected outside the spacious and unique house with the three characters "Trading House" written on it. "What are they doing?" After thinking about it, I heard a "squeak" sound and the door of the trading house slowly opened. The moment the door opened, a group of cultivators immediately rushed over and squeezed in as hard as they could. Some cultivators even fought violently in order to squeeze away the opponents around them.
For a moment, I saw intertwining lights and various colors of energy dancing above everyone's heads. Just as those people were fighting, a deep voice suddenly came from the trading house: "Everyone, stop it. This is Shanyun City. If anyone dares to do anything wrong again, don't blame me for being rude." As the voice fell, The fighting cultivators immediately put their hands away. At the same time, the cultivators who had just managed to squeeze into the trading house all backed out. At this time, an old man with a withered face and a purple robe was seen walking slowly out of the trading house. He looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice: "I know the purpose of your coming here, but the rules of Shanyun City are not allowed to be broken. Anyone who uses force in the city will be hunted down by the Palace of the Gods." Everyone nodded, no one dared to go against his words. When the old man finished speaking, a sharp voice rang out: "Old Yan, since you know our purpose, stop being so nagging and quickly take out the things."
Hearing this, the old man named Yan Lao reached into his arms, took out a simple wooden box, and said, "I don't need to tell you what's inside. You should all know its value. This time, our employer entrusted us with Shanyun Trading Company." The starting price for selling this item is one million spiritual stones, and the highest bidder will get it. Now, you can start." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone shout: "I will offer one million and a half spiritual stones. "
"Two million spiritual stones!"
"Three million spirit stones!"
"Five million spirit stones!" As soon as the five million spirit stones came out, hundreds of cultivators suddenly fell silent, and some of them had hesitation on their faces. Seeing this, Yan Lao said, "Is there anyone else who bids? If not, then five million spirit stones for this treasure will be sold." Seeing that no one made a sound, Yan Lao nodded and said, "The fellow Taoist who just made the bid , come in with me." As he said that, he turned and walked into the trading room. Immediately, a masked cultivator walked out of the crowd with his head lowered and quickly entered the trading house. When they entered, hundreds of cultivators outside immediately surrounded the trading house.
Seeing their formation, Leng Xuan couldn't help but shook his head, then turned around and retreated. Don't let this kind of trouble affect him. After more than ten minutes, the masked cultivator who entered still did not come out. Some cultivators began to shout impatiently: "Why don't you come out?"