With the help of a ginseng tree, the Cheng clan's saint who was digitally stuck at the peak of the sixth level could obtain an additional fifty years of life.

After the selection of the Cheng clan family, a candidate who is most likely to attack the seventh-level emperor was selected and the immortality ginseng was awarded.

This person will definitely be able to break through to the seventh-level emperor in his extra fifty years of life, and then another fifty years will be added. Then in the future, the Cheng clan family will have advanced combat power.

At that time, in the negotiations with the Qian clan family, the Cheng clan family will at least have room for maneuver...

The old man in brown clothes in the venue, after taking pictures of the Tian Silkworm Armor, watched for a while. Seeing that he had no other wishes, he slowly stood up, left his seat, and walked to the backstage of the Lotte Auction.

With the help of several maids, the old man in brown walked through the back hall and came to the backstage of Lotte Auction. It seemed that he was preparing to pick up the Tian Silkworm Armor he had just taken.

However, before he could approach the service desk, two middle school and one old men appeared on one side of the passage. The two looked at the old man in brown with a smile. It was the elegant man and the old man in white who talked about the old man in brown on the high ground of the venue before.

Looking at the two people who suddenly appeared, the old man in brown was stunned for a moment, then moved slowly and slowly approached the two people.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be you, Lao Hongzhu." The old man in brown opened his teeth slightly, and his brows were soothing and greeted the old man in white.

The elegant man stepped back a little, stood respectfully by the old man in white, and met directly by the old man in white.

The old man in white was happy, and his old friend had never seen each other for many years, saying:

"You old man Jing, you don't even say hello to me when you come to Hongye Pavilion. Do you look down on me, Lao Hongzhu?"

The old man in brown shook his head slightly and said bluntly:

"Old Hongzhu, you know me and you never like to bother others."

"Old man Jing, you are not interested enough. Am I someone else? This is not a place to talk. Let's talk in the inner hall!" As he said that, the old man in white took the old man in brown and prepared to take him to the inner hall before.

"Old Hongzhu, wait, when you go to the inner hall, you have to wait for me to get the Tian Silkworm Armor first." The old man in brown clothes explained.

"It's easy to say, Danqing, go and help you Uncle Jing get the Tian Silkworm Armor. We'll wait for you in the inner hall." The old man in white turned his head and ordered the elegant man waiting beside him.

"Yes." The elegant man replied respectfully from the side, then took a step away.

"Wait a minute, this is my seven million copper coins!" The old man in brown shouted at the Ruyi man who was about to leave.

"What about seven million or seven million! This day, I will treat the silkworm armor as I'm sending you! Come with me quickly..."

The old man in white then took the hand of the old man in brown and pulled the old man in brown into the inner hall...

The old man in brown clothes, the old man in white clothes, and the elegant middle-aged man, these three people stood there, and even when the Northern Emperor saw him, they should be respectful and be polite to the guests.

The old man in brown clothes is named Jing Rulin. He is an old-level existence of the Jing family in the northern Central Plains. His cultivation is unfathomable and his seniority is extremely high in the Central Plains. Even if the contemporary Baidi sees him, he will call him a senior.

The old man in white is the former owner of Hongyezhai, Mr. Hongzhu. His noble character, earnest medical advice and the spirit of a saint are deeply respected by the people of the Central Plains.

This elegant middle-aged man is the current owner of Hongyezhai, Hong Danqing. He is the son of Mr. Hongzhu and Honglin's father. He is humble and has the first-class medical skills in the Central Plains, and he is quite like a father.

...

Mr. Hongzhu brought Jing Rulin to the back hall, served Xiangcha and talked to him.

"I said Old Man Jing, the Lotte Auction has invited your Jing family to participate several times. You are unmoved. You have not sent a family disciple to come for many years. What kind of wind is this time? You have not been out of the ancestral land of the Qing family in ten years, right?"

Jing Rulin's tone was filled with a hint of joy and said:

"I originally thought that I would spend the rest of my life in loneliness, but just a month ago, I got the news about my granddaughter. This time I went out of the mountains and forests to find my granddaughter. I just happened to pass by you. That silkworm armor was the gift I chose for my granddaughter."

Listening to Jing Rulin's explanation, Mr. Hongzhu's eyebrows were filled with doubts and asked:

"Old man Jing, didn't your granddaughter die sixteen years ago? What's going on?"

“Not the same.”

“Not the same one?”

"Well, sixteen years ago, my unfilial son died in Shuangyuzhuang and his wife. My grandson and granddaughter were also harmed by evil people. After I helped them avenge their revenge, I was also discouraged. I thought I had no relatives in this world. Since then, I returned to the ancestral land of the Jing family, found myself a small hill temple, and prepared to live alone in the old age, and end this life.

But two months ago, I got news that my unfilial son had been in a brothel during his lifetime and had an affair with a woman in the world. They also gave birth to a daughter. However, my unfilial son abandoned them and their daughter, and the mother and son then left the northern part of the Central Plains. It is said that my granddaughter is also seventeen years old.

I returned to the Central Plains this time to find them, mother and daughter. I want to do my best to compensate them, which can be regarded as accumulating some good deeds for my unfilial son."

Mr. Hongzhu nodded when he heard the sound, and after thinking for a while, he looked up and asked:

"Then do you know where they and their mother are in the western part of the Central Plains?"

I saw Jing Rulin sighing and said:

"Oh, it's so old that it's so difficult to check.

However, I have invited the first detective of the Central Plains to help me investigate. A few days ago, I received a message from him. He said that he had received some clues and invited me to meet in Lotte City and report the results of his investigation to me. That's why I came to Lotte City. When the Lotte auction was held, I participated in it and regarded it as an option for my granddaughter whom I had not met..."

"That's right..."

...

At this time, in the venue of Lotte Auction, the first half of the auction had come to an end.

Three maids holding long boxes walked onto the stage. The long boxes in their hands were opened one by one. In the long boxes, they contained two herbs with green leaves and white flowers.

“The 49th lot, Lingshaohua!

This Lingshao flower is a medicinal material for treating internal injuries and has excellent results. In addition, in most recovery elixirs, this Lingshao flower is an indispensable key medicinal material.

There are three groups of Lingshao flowers, one group and two plants. The starting price of each group is 100,000 copper coins. Each increase must not be less than 10,000 copper coins. The starting price is now!”

"Ten Thousand!"

"Fourth thousand!"

...

...

Although the bidding price of this Lingshao flower is not high, there are many people participating in the bidding price. The use of Lingshao flower is a universal medicinal material that can be kept by alchemists, doctors, and cultivators.

After three groups of spiritual spoon flowers were auctioned one after another, four female servants pushed an exquisite display rack to the center of the auction table.

Honglin came to the display stand, and picked up the white scabbard carved by jade on the display stand with a slender hand.

Hong Lin gently tweaked his slender hand and pulled out the sword in the scabbard. The sword tip pointed to it and rotated around the entire venue.

The long sword in Honglin's hand was shining with a faint green light, and the cold air was visible to the naked eye lingered above the sword body. When Honglin pulled out the long sword, the temperature on the entire square auction table dropped by three points.

Honglin's lips and teeth moved slightly, looking around the people in the venue, and said the name of the fiftieth item.

"This is the fiftieth lot and the last lot at the auction this afternoon. It comes from the Su family, one of the host families of this Lotte auction.

This is a Jinghan Sword! It is a top-grade Xuan-level sword carefully created by a ground-level smelter. Its quality is perfect, and what is even more rare is that a fifth-level ice-type monster is inlaid on the Jinghan Sword, enchanting it.

The sword body of Jinghan Sword is cold and sprinkled into ice, which is extremely cold. This Jinghan Sword with a demon is not inferior to ordinary ground-level weapons. This is a real sword. If it can nourish its soul to produce a sword, it will definitely be the best weapon recorded in the Ten Directions Weapons.

The starting price of this Jinghan Sword is 8 million copper coins! Each increase must not be less than 200,000 copper coins! The auction starts now!"

Listening to Honglin introducing the last item this afternoon, Zilong's eyes locked on the Qinghan Sword in Honglin's hand.

This is the highest starting price of Yijian’s item since the start of this Lotte auction, but the value of this Jinghan Sword is definitely worth the price.

Zilong saw at a glance that the extraordinary Jinghan sword in Honglin's hand was as extraordinary as Honglin said. Even though this Jinghan sword was not inferior to ordinary low-level weapons.

Zilong even felt that this Jinghan sword could be comparable to his Zhufengliu Dance Sword.

Zilong couldn't help but ask, he sent a message to the ghost:

"This Jinghan Sword is just a top-grade weapon in the Xuan level. Why do I think it is not inferior to the middle-grade Zhufengliu Dance Sword in the Earth level. Is it an illusion?"

Hearing Zilong's doubts, Ghost glanced at the square auction table, the cold sword in Honglin's hand, and said:

"Yes, it's an illusion. This is the benefit of weapon enchantment. For a weapon that has been formed, there are only two ways to sublimate again. One is enchantment and the other is soul attachment.

A soul attached is to generate a weapon soul. Once a weapon soul is produced, it will be quite life-than-bearing, which is a huge increase in weapons.

Enchantment is another way to sublimate weapons. This method borrows the magic core of the monster to add various attributes to the weapon.

The effect of enchanting is far inferior to that of soul-attachment, but the intuitive manifestation of the enchanting effect is more obvious. The fire-type magic core above the fifth level allows fire elements to burst out on the weapon at any time, while the ice-type magic core above the fifth level naturally makes the weapon look cold like ice.
Chapter completed!