After rebirth, the Xuanmen Patriarch was forced to be deified

Chapter 408 At the auction, the three masters and apprentices reunited after 3000 years

Time flies by.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, Nanyan Manor was very lively.

All the eight great aristocratic families in the capital were present, as well as prominent people from all over the country who had received invitations from the Huo family, most of them were members of Gu Wu.

Among them are also members of the supernatural circle who are far away from abroad, as well as some bigwig-level figures on the rich list.

On this day, the Huo family attracted the attention of all the people and became the object of everyone's attention.

It's a pity that Pei Jiuye, whom everyone wanted to get to know the most, didn't show up on the eve of the auction.

In the resplendent and extravagantly decorated auction hall, men and women in Chinese costumes communicated with each other.

"Have you heard that the young master of the Fu family is back?"

"Why didn't I hear that Fu Mingcheng left the capital six years ago with both legs disabled, and when he came back again, I heard that not only his legs have healed, but even Gu Wu's cultivation has improved to a higher level."

"Young Master Fu's legs are really healed?"

"Who knows, he hasn't shown up since he returned to Beijing."

"I heard that Patriarch Fu excitedly summoned the family members to hold a grand banquet, which was so grand that he wished to announce it to the world."

Standing not far away, Pei Bochong greeted people, and when he heard people gossip about his friends, a faint smile of relief appeared on the corners of his lips.

He and Fu Mingcheng cannot be summed up simply as friends.

They are fat children, brothers, and rivals who cherish each other.

Back then, Fu Mingcheng was completely disabled and left the capital disheartened. He even didn't want to see him because of his pride and arrogance in his bones.

Years ago, he learned that Fu Mingcheng had returned to Beijing and brought back a lively and lovely daughter, so he rushed to visit Fu's house non-stop.

Seeing Fu Mingcheng standing up staggeringly at Fu's house, he ignored the other person's white hair and rushed to hug his friend whom he hadn't seen in six years.

Afterwards, he realized that Fu Mingcheng was able to stand up because of Qiao Luoyan's attack.

His brother and sister really have the ability.

Because of Qiao Luoyan, the Pei family can be said to be very prosperous now.

After today's auction is over, the Pei family will also go to a higher level.

Lu Yayun, who was wearing a black dress, watched from a distance, and her husband, who was admired by others, walked briskly.

She walked to Pei Bochong's side, and hugged his arm affectionately, with a gentle smile on her face.

"Bo Chong, the auction is about to start, father is calling you to go upstairs."

Pei Bochong looked at his lovely wife, with a soft light in his gentle eyes.

He greeted the people around him and left with his wife.

Everyone watched Pei Bochong and Lu Yayun leave with envy in their eyes.

Pei Bochong's recent actions are not small. After leaving the position of family heir to his younger brother, he turned to deploy unscrupulously in the cabinet, making no secret of his ambition to take the seat of power.

Someone sighed softly: "The Pei family will be extremely expensive in the future."

The others around heard the words and nodded in agreement.

The Pei family has a dark horse, Pei Yinan, and the ruthless Young Master Pei, so why not climb to the top.

The lights in the huge hall dimmed, and the voices of everyone's conversations gradually decreased.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, Pei Yinan, who was handsome and unrestrained and had the image of a noble son, walked to the auction stage step by step.

He stood in the center of the stage, looked up at the red figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the VIP room upstairs, his thin lips pursed in a gentle arc.

Pei Yinan's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes as calm as water swept across the crowd in the hall,

Everyone present today is either rich or noble, and the enemies of the Pei family are also hiding among them.

Thinking of Qiao Luoyan's plan, the corners of Pei Yinan's lips curved slightly.

He said slowly into the sound tube: "Welcome everyone to come to participate in the pill auction held by my Pei family..."

A short opening speech ended with the disappearance of the deep and pleasant voice.

Intense applause sounded.

When Pei Yinan raised his hand, the hall immediately became quiet.

"Next, the auction will officially start. I wish you all the best medicines you can get."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked away with slender legs, his back was chic and his steps were steady.

A middle-aged man came on stage, followed by several women in cheongsams embroidered with peony flowers.

The middle-aged man introduced himself: "Everyone, I will host the next auction. My surname is Fang."

The huge body was silent, no one paid attention to the host Fang, his eyes were fixed on the beauty standing behind him.

In other words, what they were staring at was the tray covered by the red cloth in the hands of the beauty.

Host Fang went straight to the point and waved to the first beauty in cheongsam standing on the right.

The latter walked forward with the things in his hands, and the host Fang lifted the red cloth on it, revealing more than a dozen white porcelain bottles inside.

Facing the uproar in the audience, the host Fang said with a smile: "This is Qi Yang Pill, which can heal all kinds of deficiencies, exhausted spleen essence, weak real yang, weak body and hidden injuries. Hemostasis, healing internal and external injuries, repairing the foundation of ancient warriors, and stabilizing cultivation..."

"Stop whining, just quote directly!"

Someone in the audience made a dissatisfied voice.

There were also some impatient people who responded one after another.

Host Fang looked up to the upstairs on the left, and a slender figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows gestured to him.

The man understood it, and immediately said: "There are only fifteen bottles of Qi Yang Pills for auction today, and each bottle has three Qi Yang Pills. The starting price for one bottle is 3000 million, and the price will be increased by one million!"

"I'll pay 4000 million!"

Before the host finished speaking, someone made an impatient offer.

They didn't dare to think about the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill, but this Yangqi Pill can still be put together.

"I offer 100 million!"

"Forty-one million!"

Many people downstairs raised their placards to start bidding, and some people waited and watched, did not act, and waited for the next bid.

In the end, the first bottle of Yangqi Pill was sold by a middle-aged man for 500 million yuan.

Just when everyone thought that the price of Yangqi Pill might be lowered slowly, it was unexpected that the price kept soaring upwards.

The second bottle was auctioned off for 7000 million, the third bottle was sold for 200 million, the fourth bottle was sold for 500 million... and so on, each time getting higher.

Fifteen bottles of Yangqi Pills were auctioned off, and the last bottle was auctioned off by a rich foreign businessman for 800 million yuan.

The Yangqi Pill alone sold more than one billion.

And this is just the beginning.

upstairs.

Qiao Luoyan, who was wearing a retro Chinese-style gradient cheongsam and a new Chinese-style red dress, held a red wine glass in her slender jade hand, and the coquettish red wine made her fingers look fairer and more beautiful.

She looked at the scene downstairs with a smile on her face, and couldn't be more satisfied with it.

She looked at the current head of the Xie family, Xie Junling, her cold eyes contained a touch of warmth, and she glanced at Fu Yaoyao, the youngest daughter of the gambling king not far away.

The appearance of the two remained unchanged, and the aura on their bodies was still so familiar after 3000 years.

"What are you looking at?"

Pei Yinan stepped forward, his shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms.

An arm stretched out, skillfully and very lightly, and wrapped around Qiao Luoyan's slender waist.

(End of this chapter)