The auction palace is made of blue ice unique to Qimei City, making it strong. Outside the palace, there are five hundred ice guards guarding and receiving guests.

The Daoguo Auction is held here. This time, there are strict cultivation requirements for participating in the auction, and at least the fifth level of cultivation is required to open the meridians.

In the palace, a purple fire copper lamp was burned every ten steps, and it was never extinguished. Those copper lamps were all magic weapons of great grade.

As he entered the auction hall, Ning Fan exclaimed, using magic weapons as lamps, the Shenxu Pavilion's work is quite good, and it is worthy of being an ancient force mentioned in the memory of the Immortal Emperor.

Beside Ning Fan, he followed someone to lead the way, and was sent by Nangong.

This man was wearing a blue shirt and was named Nangong's son, named Nanwei. He had cultivated to the level of half a step of spiritual harmony. He was an inner disciple of the [Ghost Que Sect]. He made a special trip to Qimei today to see the Daoguo auction.

Nan Wei has a bold personality. After only a moment of meeting Ning Fan, he talked quietly and talked nonsense all the way, just like a chatterbox, talking nonstop, and he looked like an old demon. His enthusiasm made Ning Fan a little uncomfortable.

"Young Master, can you tell that this Lan Bing has a great background, I heard..."

"Young Master, can you tell me why this purple fire is forever bright and undying. I heard..."

"Young Master, look, there is a beauty over there, her waist, and her figure..."

"Young Master...why don't you talk..."

"I heard that Brother Nan is an inner disciple of the Guique Sect?" Ning Fan finally spoke and continued.

"Yes, I'm going to rush back from the main sect for this Dao Fruit Conference. By the way, in this Ghost Que Sect, there are people in Qimei City, except for me, who is there in Qimei City. Can the young master know who it is?"

"Who?" Ning Fan asked casually, not interested, but he didn't look like a boy at all, but an old man.

"It's a beauty." Nan Wei was fascinated.

"Oh." Ning Fan replied lightly, with little interest in beauty.

"Uh, is the young master really a disciple of the city lord? Why is his personality so cold? The young master knows that the beauty has a lot to do with the young master. She is the city lord who chose his fiancée for the young master."

"Well…"

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows and was speechless. When did the old demon choose his fiancé? Didn’t he have any paper cranes?

"The city lord joined the Guique Sect forty years ago and agreed with the Guique Sect Master that if he accepts disciples in the future, his disciples will marry the daughter of the sect leader..." Nan Wei talked endlessly.

"Forty years ago? Is this the doll kiss that the old demon appointed for me?" Ning Fan only felt that his head was getting bigger.

Forty years ago, he seemed to have not been born yet, and he had nothing to do with the old demon, so he was actually married to a baby.

"The daughter of the Ghost Bird Sect Master, Lan Mei, has a peerless appearance, and because of her status, there are many pursuers. However, this woman is arrogant and rarely treats men with sex, and has always been dissatisfied with this baby marriage. If she sees the young master, she may make things difficult for the young master. Then the young master will accommodate her a little..."

Nan Wei kindly reminded that he kept blinking at Ning Fan, and that meaning was very clear.

As for men, they should coax women. They should be content with each other without any less skin. Only when they are thick-skinned can they capture the hearts of beautiful people.

"Do you still want to accommodate her?" Ning Fan frowned. He didn't like arrogant women and didn't take this baby kiss too much.

When you enter the inner hall, the light is slightly dim. The inner hall of the auction palace is divided into three floors, with seats distributed in an annular shape. The center is a crystal platform for displaying auction items. The auctioneer is himself.

This auction will be hosted by him and he will deal with this grand scene, which is also the deliberate arrangement of the old demon.

Compared to those disciples of the sect who practice step by step, the old demon obviously wants to cultivate a disciple who stands alone.

Although Ning Fan had not been practicing for a long time, he had a very clear understanding of the worldly feelings and worldly affairs due to his hard life when he was young. He also had memories of the Immortal Emperor, so he would not be frightened.

The auction has not yet begun, Ning Fan's eyes swept across the inner hall.

On the seats on the first floor, there are all monks who can Pi Zhi Pi, but only those who can redeem the spirit are qualified to sit on the second floor.

The third floor is the seat of the old monster Jindan, with only three people sitting! The seats of these three monsters are all separated by the jade curtains, which can block the eyes and minds, and the appearance of the old monster Jindan is not visible.

At the entrance to the first and second floors, there was a noise at this moment, as if something was going on.

The maids who received guests in the palace were all monks, all of whom were as bright as flowers and were dressed boldly.

They belong to Shenxu Pavilion and seem to have a natural temperament of arrogance. They only show the way for the monks who Pizhi Pi. Only when they treat the monks Rongling, they will smile a little, but that's all. Only when facing the old monster Jindan, they will be a little polite.

At this moment, the two maids were standing in front of a girl in blue with cold faces. The girl in blue wanted to go up to the second floor, but the Lord of Shenxu Pavilion had an order that he had not reached the level of Rongling cultivation and could not go up to the second floor, but no matter what, he refused to let her go up.

"Sorry, the master has an order. Before his cultivation reaches the merging spirit, he cannot go to the second level!" The two maids said arrogantly.

The girl in blue frowned and said, "I am half a step of Rongling. With this token, I might go up? My elder is on it. I have something to look for him. Can you please make peace with me..."

But when the girl in blue made a move, she had an extra black jade token in her hand, with the totem of the Nether Bird.

When the monks nearby saw this order, they all took a breath of air conditioning. Even a few old monsters passing by were unstable after seeing this order.

This is the order of the young master of the Ghost Que Sect! This girl in blue holds this order. Is it the daughter of the daughter of the Ghost Que Sect?

If you have such an identity, you should be qualified to go to the second floor...

Unfortunately, the two maids were born in Shenxu Pavilion and did not give up the face of the Guique Sect at all. They didn't look at the token. They looked as cold as before, and their tone was still cold. "The master has an order, and his cultivation has not reached the level of Rong Ling, so you cannot go to the second level!"

The girl in blue frowned even tighter. Unexpectedly, the Shenxu Pavilion was incompatible, and she couldn't help but sigh.

Behind her was a young man in white. Seeing the girl in blue sigh, she immediately stepped forward, waved the folding fan, and the momentum of Rong Ling's early stage suddenly scattered and directly pressed down on the two maids.

"A mere maid, how dare you underestimate my young master of the Ghost Que Sect and seek death!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Just as the pressure was released, the two maids were bleeding from their lips and their beautiful eyes were angry. The young man in white was still trying to do something, but was stopped by the girl in blue.

"Forget it, if you don't have it, don't go. After the auction is over, I will report to the elders... I hope that the Taixu Sect will not move so quickly... Brother Bai, let's go to the first floor to find a seat to sit."

"Hmph! For the sake of junior sister, I'll spare you once!"

The young man in white spoke arrogantly, but was still persuaded by the girl in blue and turned around and walked towards the seat on the first floor.

When they turned around, they saw Ning Fan and his group watching the fun.

The young man in white saw Nan Wei at a glance. He was also from the Guique Sect and obviously knew him, but he seemed to have different relationships with Nan Wei. He snorted coldly and turned his head away.

As for the girl in blue, when she saw Nan Wei following Ning Fan, she couldn't help but look at Ning Fan's cultivation level carefully and found that Ning Fan was only at the fifth level of the vein opening. She was a little strange, wondering why Nan Wei was so respectful to Ning Fan when he half-step spiritual cultivation level.

"Junior Brother Nan, this is..." the girl in blue asked indifferently.

"Ah, let me introduce it. This is the Young Master Qimei, Ning Fan, this is the Young Master Gui Ju, Lan Mei..." After saying that, Nan Wei squeezed his eyes at Ning Fan, and his expression seemed to say again. This beauty is your fiancée. Why don't you go and talk to her and ask for something good.

Unfortunately, Ning Fan automatically ignored Nan Wei's expression and just nodded symbolically at the blue eyebrows, which was a sign of goodwill.

As for Lan Mei, she frowned when she heard Ning Fan's identity and asked, "Are you a disciple of Han Yaozun, Ning Fan?"

"Oh? Do you know me?" Ning Fan was slightly surprised. He had only been practicing demons for a few days, and his reputation reached the Ghost Bird Sect?

"I didn't know it, but after coming to Qimei City, I knew... Ning Fan, I hope you understand something that is impossible for me and you. I only like the strong... I hope you will not be entangled with me in the future when you arrive at Guique Sect." Lan Mei said in a calm tone, without humiliation, and some are just indifference that keeps others from thousands of miles away.

"Why am I obsessed with you?" Ning Fan smiled slightly, asked back, and left, while Nan Wei hurriedly followed.

There are thousands of women in the world, but she is not the only one who is Lanmei. This woman looks down on her too much.

Ning Fan's dullness surprised Lan Mei slightly, but she didn't say anything.

In any case, she did not admit that her father had a baby marriage. She had her own reasons, but she would not tell anyone about this reason. After all, she had no intersection with Ning Fan.

The young man in white behind the blue eyebrows never interrupted, but listened to the conversation between the two. Looking at Ning Fan's back, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and said disdainfully,

"Little Junior Sister, is this boy your fiancé? Haha, the cultivation level of the fifth level of Pimai is not very good. How about considering the senior brother? Senior brother is already a strong man in Rongling, and he is worthy of you, but he is not worthy of you!"

"I'm sorry, senior brother, I'm not interested in him, nor do I have any interest in you." I'm not interested in men. Lan Mei rubbed her forehead, really wanting to tell the young master in white.

"If the sect leader forces you to marry him, you really want to marry him!" said the young master in white.

"If you can't refuse, maybe you can only marry him." Lan Mei said with some melancholy.

"Why! He is only at the fifth level of the vein-opening cultivation, how can he deserve you? This marriage is really ridiculous!" The young man in white stared at Ning Fan's back fiercely, wishing to cut Ning Fan into pieces.

Lan Mei, whom he pursued even though he could not even chase, actually had a baby relationship with Ning Fan, which was really unacceptable!

Suddenly, the young master in white saw something unbelievable.

Ning Fan and Nan Wei went up to the second floor with the respectful eyes of the two maids - the second floor that only Rong Ling could go up!

"What do you mean? Didn't you say that you can't get up without the spiritual cultivation level? Why can he get up?" The young man in white said angrily.

"Mr. Ning is the auctioneer at this auction. Where can he go in this auction palace?" The two maids looked at the white-clothed young master with the look of his mentally retarded.

"He is an auctioneer? Impossible! How can he host such an important auction, just the fifth level of the craft piercing? Does he have this experience? Can he suppress the group cultivation here?" The young man in white snorted coldly.

The girl in blue showed a strange look.

With a mere fifth level of cultivation, he can host such an important auction. It seems that his fiancé is quite capable.

On the second floor of the auction palace, Ning Fan took Nan Wei and walked around the second floor, and then returned to the first floor as if nothing had happened.

When passing by the seat of Tianli Sect, Ning Fan seemed to accidentally glance at Wu Dongnan of Tianli Sect and remembered the appearance of this person in his heart.

Is this person planning his paper crane? Humph! Looking for death!

Ning Fan bounced his fingers and a few red powder sprinkled in his nail shell, turning into a faint fragrance and falling on Wu Dongnan.

This powder is a certain ancient secret medicine specially prepared by Ning Fan before coming to the auction, specially used to track enemies. A wisp of illusion can spread thousands of miles. As long as Wu Dongnan does not leave Ning Fan thousands of miles away, Ning Fan can always grasp the traces of Wu Dongnan through special means.

Until the fragrance fades!

He went up the second floor to secretly attack Wu Dongnan. He just waited for the auction to end, and Ning Fan would take action.

Nan Wei was very surprised. He didn't understand what Ning Fan was doing on the second floor, but he didn't ask tactfully.

His father Nangong repeatedly instructed that the young master is not as simple as the surface and cannot be judged reasonably.

"Okay, I'm going to host the auction. Brother Nan will go back first and tell Yuchi and Situ that everything is ready. When the auction is over, take action!" Ning Fan's tone was extremely light, but there was a hint of killing spirit, which appeared faintly.
To be continued...