"The Master Realm and the aura of a Master are really abnormal."
Feeling the aura on the sword that could attract the Qi of Heaven and Earth, Fang Qiu could not help but sigh deeply.
Take off your coat.
After wrapping up the Guru Sword, Fang Qiu returned to the Long family in a flash.
He returned to the underground workshop in the backyard.
Fang Qiu directly took the remaining 16 swords. Together with the Newborn Moon Sword that Long Qiyun had personally given him and the three swords that he had refined before, there were exactly 20 swords in total, excluding the one that He Gaoming had taken.
Get all the swords.
Fang Qiu didn't stay any longer and left quietly.
The Guru Sword was not a trivial matter.
Before the official auction, it was better to keep it a secret for the time being. Otherwise, it would definitely attract a lot of unnecessary trouble.
A few hours later.
When He Gaoming and Long Qiyun appeared again, Fang Qiu had disappeared. There was only a long note and a piece of paper full of words left in the workshop.
On the note was written: To Long Qiyun.
He opened the note.
Long Qiyun found a line of words written on the note: Brother Long, the mountains are high and the rivers are long. Let's meet again if fate allows it!
Afterward …
Then, he opened the paper.
Long Qiyun found that this piece of paper was actually written by Fang Qiu himself. It was the experience of advancing from the fourth class to the fifth class.
After confirming that Fang Qiu had left.
In the workshop.
Long Qiyun and He Gaoming looked at each other, speechless.
At this moment.
But Fang Qiu had already taken off his mask, put on a new set of clothes, and rushed to the capital.
When he got the human-skin mask in Beijiang, he had been wearing it all the time and had never taken it off, so he naturally had a different face now.
As for why they were going to the capital …
Naturally, he had to find the largest auction house!
How could an ordinary auction house dare to accept a Guru Sword?
Even if he dared to accept it, he did not dare to give it to them!
Longquan City, airport.
Fang Qiu bought a large travel bag outside the airport and put all 28 swords in it. Then he called Li Ji to explain the situation, hoping to bring the swords on the plane.
In the end.
Li Ji only said one thing: "Use a new identity to register."
Puzzled, Fang Qiu used Lin Yu's ID card to buy a plane ticket. However, as soon as he bought the ticket, a staff member came out and respectfully invited him to take the VIP passage. Even the security check was waived.
That was all.
Fang Qiu boarded the plane with his sword.
After landing at the capital airport, the prisoner guard walked out of the airport and immediately took a taxi. He went to the antique street to look for some scabbards.
In the end.
He didn't find the scabbard, but he did find a large jade box.
This jade box was flat and wide, and it was divided into two layers. Each layer had ten positions, and it was like a pen holder. There was a lid on the front, and each lid had a large enough space under it, just enough to hold a sword.
Because he couldn't buy a scabbard, he could only take the jade box with all the 20 swords in it and carry it on his back.
Although it looked fancy and eye-catching, it saved Fang Qiu a lot of trouble.
"Master, to the Chic Cloud Pavilion!"
Walking out of the antique street, Fang Qiu got into a taxi and shouted to the driver.
Chic Cloud Pavilion.
One of the top ten auction houses in China.
At the same time, it was tacitly acknowledged that it was the number one auction house in China!
Chic Cloud Pavilion was officially established in 1900, during the reign of Emperor Guangxu. It had been more than a hundred years since then.
Apart from being a powerful conglomerate.
The Chic Cloud Pavilion was also very famous in Wulin.
Until now.
He had never heard of anyone who dared to make trouble in the Chic Cloud Pavilion.
There were two Chic Cloud Pavilion.
One of them was Chic Cloud Pavilion International Auction Co., Ltd.
This was an auction house for the secular world.
The second was the Chic Cloud Pavilion!
"Which Chic Cloud Pavilion are you going to?"
The taxi started and the driver asked, "Are you going to the Chic Cloud Pavilion Auction Company or the Chic Cloud Pavilion stone tablet?"
"The stone tablet."
Fang Qiu said.
He had checked on the Wulin Net.
The Chic Cloud Pavilion Auction House in Wulin was at the stone tablet of the Chic Cloud Pavilion.
Soon.
The taxi took Fang Qiu to the stone tablet of the Chic Cloud Pavilion.
He got out of the car.
What Fang Qiu saw was a very strange place.
It was not in the capital, not even within the Fifth Ring Road, but in the suburbs.
It was surrounded by siheyuan.
And the stone tablet of the Chic Cloud Pavilion was in front of him, on an ancient building.
The front door of the ancient building was a small one-story building. It was an ancient building, and the front door was covered with a curtain. The stone tablet was on the top of the building, connected to the ancient high-rise building behind it.
Looking carefully.
There was nothing special about the stone tablet. There were only three words engraved on it: Chic Cloud Pavilion. There was nothing else.
However.
Because people in Wulin were looking for this Chic Cloud Pavilion, the taxi drivers in the capital habitually called it the stone tablet of the Chic Cloud Pavilion.
The taxi left.
Fang Qiu stepped forward, pulled open the gauze curtain, and walked in.
The room was not big, long and narrow.
On the left, there were some ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging neatly on the wall, which looked quite ancient. There were seven chandeliers on the top, all of which were ancient lotus heart lanterns, with a golden lotus and a candle.
On the right.
At the entrance, there was a five-meter-long counter.
There was nothing on the counter, and it was the same inside the counter.
"What's the matter?"
Just as Fang Qiu was looking around, a careless voice suddenly came to his ear.
He looked in the direction of the voice.
He saw.
Behind the counter, a middle-aged man in his forties was half-lying on a very low rattan bed, with his eyes closed, thinking about something.
"I want to auction."
Fang Qiu said.
"You've come to the wrong place. If you want to auction, you have to go to the company. This is not the place for auctions."
The middle-aged man said in a teasing tone without opening his eyes.
"This is the place I'm here."
Fang Qiu smiled and said, "Get up and have a look."
Hearing that.
The middle-aged man paused, then opened one eye, looked at Fang Qiu, and slowly stood up.
Although there were seven lamps, because they were all candlelight, the flickering candlelight in this long and narrow room inevitably made people feel a little depressed.
"I've told you, this is not the place for auctions."
The middle-aged man glanced at Fang Qiu speechlessly and said, "But I have nothing to do. Since you want me to have a look, I'll have a look by the way and see what good thing you're going to auction."
Fang Qiu smiled.
Then he patted the bottom of the jade box on his back with his right hand.
"Clang!"
A sword sounded.
A long sword flew out from the jade box on his back.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed.
"A fifth-class sword."
Fang Qiu put the sword on the counter.
"Good sword."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He picked up the fifth-class sword and observed it for a while, then he stared at Fang Qiu deeply and said, "It's a good sword, but I have to check whether it's fifth-class or not."
"Please."
Fang Qiu nodded in agreement.
The middle-aged man immediately took out a piece of jade as thin as a piece of paper.
He put the sword on it.
The next moment.
On the jade paper, a trace of silver energy suddenly emerged, rushing up from the bottom of the jade paper and stopping a little more than half way up.
"It's indeed a fifth-class sword."
The middle-aged man was surprised.
"Hey, what's this?"
Fang Qiu was curious.
"This is a Sword Testing Stone."
The middle-aged man glanced at Fang Qiu and said, "Except for here, there is no other branch. But it's only used to test weapons, and it has no other use. The jade is not good."
"Amazing."
Fang Qiu exclaimed.
He didn't expect that there was such a thing. Compared with the method of becoming one with the sword, his method was too primitive.
The world was really big and there were all kinds of strange things.
Of course.
The existence of the Sword Testing Stone also proved the power of the Chic Cloud Pavilion.
Without enough strength, how could they get this kind of Sword Testing Stone, and it was unique.
"Which fifth-class master's sword is this? Why does it have such a strong aura?"
The middle-aged man looked at the silver energy on the jade paper for a long time and immediately asked in surprise.
"This has nothing to do with the auction, right?"
Fang Qiu asked back.
"It really has nothing to do with it."
The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.
"How much do you think this sword can sell for?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"The normal estimate is about 1.5 million."
The middle-aged man said.
"What about the handling fee?"
Fang Qiu asked again.
"10%!"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "A fifth-class sword can be sold for more than one million in an ordinary auction, but it can't be sold for 1.5 million. Here, even if we give you a handling fee of 10%, you will definitely live up to it. If you're lucky, you can make a lot of money."
"That's too high."
Fang Qiu shook his head.
In fact.
He didn't know much about auctions, but this time he was going to get at least tens of millions. But if there was a handling fee of 10%, the auction house would take out millions.
Now he was short of money. Fang Qiu would definitely feel distressed if he took out millions.
"High?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Our Chic Cloud Pavilion is the largest auction house in Wulin. We have enough protection in every aspect. Whether you buy the best item that is easy to be coveted by others or make an eye-catching profit, as long as you are in the territory of our Chic Cloud Pavilion, we can guarantee that no one dares to touch you!"
"How can the handling fee not be high?"
Hearing that.
Fang Qiu nodded with understanding.
Indeed, as the largest auction house in Wulin, the handling fee charged by Chic Cloud Pavilion was really not high.
"What if I auction a lot?"
Fang Qiu thought for a moment and asked, "If there are many items, can the handling fee be reduced?"
"Haha."
The middle-aged man laughed and said to Fang Qiu, "My young friend, if you can take out the national treasure, maybe I can give it to you for free."
Although it sounded like a joke, the middle-aged man's words also told Fang Qiu that if he had enough good goods, the handling fee was indeed negotiable.
"Clap!"
Without hesitation.
Fang Qiu clapped his right hand again.
"Whoosh!"
Another fifth-class sword flew out of the jade box.
Seeing that.
The middle-aged man smiled.
His expression was self-evident.
A fifth-class sword was only 1.5 million, and two were only 3 million. How could such a small amount of money reduce the handling fee?
However.
Before the middle-aged man could speak.
The jade box on Fang Qiu's back suddenly made a series of sounds.
"Crack …"
The twelve lids connected to the box with linen thread, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened one after another.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
One by one, the swords flew out again.
There were a total of twelve swords!
Fang Qiu used his internal Qi to control the twelve swords. All of them fell on the five-meter-long counter, filling most of the counter.
Here.
Seeing so many swords, the middle-aged man was also surprised.
"These twelve swords are all sixth-class!"
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