The voice of Han Muye’s soul reappeared.

"Haha, of course it is true." Taoist Dayan chuckled, then looked at the top of his head and said: "As long as I take me to the place where I was reincarnated, so that my remaining soul can have a chance to be reincarnated, all the treasures will be handed over to me.

Little friend.”

"Okay." Han Muye's voice trembled in the Divine Cang, and then the remnant soul of Taoist Dayan disappeared.

"To agree to a treasure ten thousand years ago so simply, this senior is not an honest person..." Han Muye's voice was filled with emotion in the divine treasure.

…

The auction continues and most of the treasures have been snapped up.

Bai Suzhen also took pictures of several fairly good treasures, one of which was a magical weapon from the Tailing Sword Sect's collection and had already given birth to a weapon spirit.

Bai Suzhen spent more than 200,000 spirit stones to obtain this magical weapon.

This made the eyes of many young practitioners shine.

Everyone needs a female nun who knows how to spend money to take charge, right?

"Senior Brother Han, I'm not sure about this sword, please help me control the eyes." Bai Suzhen turned to look at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

What is being auctioned on the stage right now is a Tailing Sword Sect treasured sword, a peak semi-spiritual weapon, and the price has been raised to 250,000 spirit stones.

"What's so good about this sword?"

Sitting aside, Master Sun Tu curled his lips and said, "The swords coming out of the secret storehouse have already been thoroughly explored."

What he said is true.

If you want to pick up leaks, you have to do it through the trails.

The price of this kind of treasure in the secret vault of a large sect is very transparent.

On the stage, several practitioners have already gone up to inspect the sword.

The bid reached more than 200,000 yuan, and everyone was cautious. Just relying on the description of the sword by the shopkeeper of Yuntai Xiange was not as good as investigating it himself.

Everyone on the stage surrounded Cao E.

The sword is also in her hand.

After all, he is the direct descendant of an elite family of weapon refiners.

"This sword is forged using the art of ice and fire condensation, and Mu Yang Jin is added to make the sword have mild properties."

"There is spirit in the sword. If you keep it warm and nourished, the spirit of the sword nourishes the person and the person nourishes the sword. It will indeed be a good sword."

A trace of emotion flashed across Cao E's face, then she raised her head and looked down.

"Senior Brother Han, if I have some experience in refining weapons or tasting swords, I will be showing my shame in front of you."

Cao E had a sincere look on her face and smiled.

This person's surname is Han.

Good at swordsmanship.

People in the field immediately understood Han Muye.

No wonder the eldest lady of the Bai family would go with this person, probably just to take advantage of his sword skills, right?

It's just that this person missed the ancient sword just now.

But then again, no one can be sure about ancient swords.

"Senior Brother Han, can you go take a look?" Bai Suzhen stood up and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded, stood up and went to the stage with her.

Master Sun Tu, who was sitting aside, whispered softly: "The Jiuxuan Sword Sect knows how to taste swords? Could it be that they are from the Sword Pavilion?"

"That's not the case. Isn't Gao Changgong in charge of Jiange?"

"Interesting, let's see what tricks this kid can do with his sword."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the attic with hanging windows to the side.

In the attic, Patriarch Tao Ran frowned.

"Old monster Tu? Why is this guy here?"

"Is this guy also interested in Boy Han's talent?"

Beside him, a middle-aged practitioner wearing a green robe bowed slightly: "Ancestor, do you want to take this sword?"

"If I, Jiuxuan Tiange, take action, no one will be able to compete with this sword."

Hearing the middle-aged practitioner in green robe speak, Patriarch Tao Ran shook his head: "What's there to argue about with swords like this?"

"It's that starry sky. When I polish it out, you can sell it."

"Don't worry, ancestor, we will definitely treat these treasures as the treasures of our store." The middle-aged man in green robe said with a smile on his face and bowed.

The value of the sky filled with stars that the ancestor personally polished will definitely be doubled and doubled again.

"You brat, you have a lot of skills." Ancestor Tao Ran muttered, his eyes falling on the stage.

Han Muye had already reached out and took the sword handed over by Cao E.

Holding the hilt of the sword, his eyes slowly closed.

A faint sword energy flowed and rose from the sword.

Han Muye would not let go of such an opportunity to absorb sword energy in an upright and fair manner.

What's more, there is still half a sword intention in this sword!

"The sword is three feet long and weighs eight pounds and five taels. It was forged by Qing Yuan Iron, using the forging techniques of civil and military mountains and rivers."

"This technique has always been known for its stability and gentleness. To put it bluntly, it is what Miss Cao said about the condensation of water and fire."

"Mu Yang Jin is used on the edge of the sword to lock the sword's energy into the body of the sword and will not harm the person wearing the sword."

Han Muye's voice was soft and slow, neither fast nor slow.

Everyone around him nodded.

Although what he said is actually similar to Miss Cao's, he also has his own opinions.

The pictures in Han Muye's mind kept changing, and his sword energy and sword intent gathered.

"But have you ever thought about who wears a sword and needs to block the sword energy to avoid injury?"
Chapter completed!