The sun gradually sank to the west, but the number of people in the market did not decrease. In other words, to some people, the auction at night was the real beginning of the Lang Ye market.
The threshold to participate in the auction was extremely high. Most people were blocked outside the door of the Ling Long Zhen Pavilion. Fortunately, Ying Feiyang did not belong to most people.
"The Flying Eagle Mask is verified. Is this young lady your cultivation companion?" The person in front of the Ling Long Zhen Pavilion was actually a cultivator with a high level of cultivation. After using some unknown method to verify the authenticity of the mask, he looked at Ling Xin and asked.
"Ahem!" Ying Feiyang almost choked on his own saliva, "She is my … uh …"
"Maid!" While Ying Feiyang was hesitating, Ling Xin had already bowed and said, "I am the master's maid, and I came here to serve the master."
"Taking the Ling Long Zhen Pavilion as a maid … I won't be punished by the gods …" Ying Feiyang muttered to himself, then nodded, "That's right, she is my maid. Why, are maids not allowed to be brought in?"
The cultivator looked at them suspiciously, but did not pursue the matter. He said, "Not at all. I just want to remind you that every owner of the mask can bring one person with them. However, the person who brings them in does not have any authority in the Ling Long Zhen Pavilion, and all actions are the responsibility of the person who brings them in. Please remember this, sir."
"I know this, no need to say more …" Then, Ying Feiyang led Ling Xin into the pavilion.
As soon as he entered the Ling Long Zhen Pavilion, Ying Feiyang's eyes brightened. The Ling Long Zhen Pavilion was destroyed years ago, and its foundation sank and the sea water flowed in. But now, according to the local conditions, it was changed into an indoor pond.
The water was up to his ankles. Colorful fish swam in the water. In the middle of the pond, there was a round platform in the shape of a lotus flower. The round platform looked like jade and stone, and it was crystal white. It was more than ten feet in diameter, and it was the place to display the products. Around the lotus platform, there were green stones carved into the shape of lotus leaves, which formed a staircase leading to the lotus platform.
Originally, the foundation was sinking and seeping water, but after such a clever change, it became even more elegant and lively. The exquisite sound of pearls splashing jade also matched the name of the pavilion even more.
"Sir, please come to the Eagle Room upstairs!" As soon as Ying Feiyang stopped sighing in admiration, another usher led him upstairs. The second floor was a long corridor in the shape of a 'hui', which was divided into more than a dozen rooms. The rooms had no doors, and were only blocked by gauze screens. Sitting in the room and looking down, one could see the lotus platform used for display on the first floor at a glance.
"There's no one in the other rooms. It seems like we've come early. Young Master, sit down and rest for a while. Have some fruits!" Angel Ling Xin said as she brought over a plate of sliced melons.
"Are you addicted to playing the role of a maid …" Looking at the Heavenly Lady's obedient appearance, Ying Feiyang felt thirsty. She grabbed a piece of melon and put it into her mouth.
Angel Ling Xin smiled lightly. "Of course I'm acting. Young Master, please correct me if there's anything that's not good enough."
"Don't give me that, just try your best to ruin my karma …" Ying Feiyang rolled his eyes and then pulled the Heavenly Lady to sit down. "There's a concealment spell in this room. We can see and hear what's going on outside, but we can't see what's going on outside. Who are you acting for? Let's sit down and watch the show together."
As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of melon into the Heavenly Lady's hand.
The Heavenly Lady pushed her hand away and refused. "This … there's no need …"
"It's a waste not to eat it. What's there to save for them?"
The Heavenly Lady's cheeks were slightly red, and she said softly, "I ate too much candied hawthorn just now … I'm full …"
Ying Feiyang: "…"
Not long after the two of them relaxed, they suddenly heard several footsteps. A person came up the stairs. Ying Feiyang's heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed softly, "It's him!"
An old man with a sword hanging on his back walked up the stairs. The old man wore a tall hat, and he had the demeanor of a famous scholar from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. However, there seemed to be a hidden sense of anger between his brows. Although his right hand was tucked into his sleeve, one could vaguely see that his right thumb was missing. A shark-shaped mask was not worn on his face, but hung on his waist along with his long sword.
"Brother Ying knows him?"
Ying Feiyang nodded. "He's the Revered Swordsman of the Eastern Sea, Wang Nianzhi. My Honored Master personally judged that his swordsmanship was the best among the 72 Islands of the Eastern Sea. We met two years ago, and he truly lives up to his reputation! "
Ling Xin said, "So it's him. I've heard of him. Although he went to Ling Xiao Sword School with Princess Linglong two years ago and forced your Honored Master to come out, he was defeated by you."
Ying Feiyang smiled bitterly, but his expression was solemn. "I used Honored Master's vital energy to defeat him. In terms of real ability, I'm still far behind him …"
Ling Xin continued, "I heard that Wang Nianzhi regarded your Honored Master as his enemy all his life. After your Honored Master passed away, his style of doing things changed drastically. More than a year ago, he became one of the Six Primes of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals. So it's not strange that he would appear in the Exquisite Treasure Pavilion."
Ying Feiyang shook his head and said seriously, "But what's strange is that he's accumulating sword will!"
Ling Xin heard this and looked again. She felt that although Wang Nianzhi's pace was slow, his footsteps were heavy. Each step of his footsteps was like stepping on one's heart, and an unyielding sword will was waiting to be unleashed.
Ling Xin was surprised. She looked in the direction of the sword will and saw that on the other side of the corridor, a person was coming out from her blind spot and walking toward Wang Nianzhi.
The newcomer was dressed in ordinary clothes and wore a lion mask on his face. It was obvious that he was deliberately hiding his origins. His cultivation level was also unfathomable, but no matter how much he tried to hide it, his every movement still exuded the aura of an expert.
Wang Nianzhi and the lion faced each other and met in front of Ying Feiyang's room.
"If I remember correctly, the lion mask belongs to Master Bu Ku, one of the Six Primes of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals. Why is it on your face now?" Wang Nianzhi suddenly stopped and stood in front of the lion faced man.
Under the mask, the sphinx-faced man's voice seemed to carry an echo as well, making it difficult to recognize. However, his words were arrogant. "Monk Bu Ku has no time to come here, so I borrowed his mask. Do I need to report to you first?"
Wang Nianzhi's face flashed with suspicion. She stared at the lion faced man and said, "Oh? A few days ago, Master Bu Ku and I agreed to come to the treasure auction together, so why would he lend you his mask? And when did the East Sea have someone with such cultivation level like you? "
"East Sea?" The lion faced man sneered. "If you look at the whole world, the East Sea is just a corner. You're just a frog in a well. You're the best in the East Sea, but don't confuse me with you! "
The lion faced man obviously meant that he was not from the East Sea. A cold light flashed in Wang Nianzhi's eyes. "I respect you, but you're really arrogant. If you really have great ability, why do you need to wear a mask? Take it off for me! "
With that, he pointed his finger like a sword and stabbed it toward the lion faced man's face with a sharp sword will.
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