The next day, Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun had breakfast together and went directly to the second event venue, a huge circular building.

After coming here, Fang Lie discovered that this was a strange building similar to a Colosseum. There was a platform in the middle and three-story towering buildings around it. Each single room lacked a wall and was empty to the interior.

This allows guests and guests in the square to clearly see the interior of any room.

There is a white restriction on the outside of these rooms to protect the treasures inside.

Through the situation in advance, Fang Lie knew that there could only be one wave of people at a time, and under the leadership of the deacon, they could enter the room and appreciate the treasures at close range. If they were willing to buy them, they would trade them on the spot, and then the restrictions outside the room would disappear, indicating that there were no treasures here.

There are about four or five hundred such rooms in the entire ring building, which means that there are hundreds of treasures waiting for the owner.

However, the treasures here have a characteristic: they are either incomplete or damaged, or they are unknown and cannot be activated. In short, they are all things from various relics, perhaps priceless treasures, or worthless garbage.

No matter what the customer buys, the seller is not responsible, so what is tested here is the insight and experience. You can only blame you for being fooled by the loss.

This kind of gambling activity is very popular and is called gambling treasures.

The Penglai Sword Sect is obviously very dedicated to this activity. Basically, a few good things appear every year, so that customers can buy good things at a very small price.

Even at the sea and sky feast thirty years ago, someone bet on an eighth-level magic weapon here.

In this case, the second generation of immortals naturally flocked to it, and their enthusiasm even exceeded that of the later exhibitions.

Since the people who come are either rich or noble, each has a backstage, and both good and evil factions have it, it is very likely that conflict will break out, so Yu Qian, the Penglai Sword Sect, sent a real person in Lei Jie to prevent someone from following the rules and fighting.

Mo Lanyun is still a child's character and is extremely curious about this kind of gambling. As soon as she arrived here, she couldn't wait to hold Fang Lie's hand and let the deacons in charge of entertaining them lead the way and walk into one of the rooms.

This room is more than ten meters square, and a huge bronze mirror is placed on a table in the middle.

After entering, the deacon stood at the door honestly and allowed the guests to visit.

Mo Lanyun walked over with great enthusiasm, grabbed the bronze mirror with a diameter of three feet, and looked carefully.

Fang Lie also admired it and found that the shape of this bronze mirror is very classic and is no longer needed now. Just looking at the appearance, you can determine that it was something from tens of thousands of years ago.

However, Fang Lie was born in a poor man and had little knowledge and no details could be judged.

But Mo Lanyun gave Fang Lie a big surprise.

After fiddling with her for a few times, she put it down in disappointment, and then curled her lips disdainfully: "Although this is a magic weapon of good grade, it is actually a luxury for people to use. Its only ability is to clearly reflect various parts of the human body and specifically for women to make up. It is so damaged that even this ability has disappeared, it is completely garbage."

Fang Lie didn't expect Mo Lanyun to comment like this. He couldn't help but say curiously: "Although I don't know the specific situation of this thing, I can roughly tell that its materials are extremely high-end, and it's probably metal above the seventh level. Can anyone really be bored with such a good material to refine something specifically for makeup?"

"Of course, tens of thousands of years ago, high-level materials were not as rare as now. Many boring people from big families used high-level materials to show their luxury, and they made a lot of daily necessities with high-level materials. I even saw a pot, which was made of eighth-level materials." Mo Lanyun said: "This thing is the excellence of the materials, so it was placed here, but in essence, it is just a piece of garbage. Because the other party's methods were very clever when refining, it is difficult to recycle materials now, that is, it is almost worthless.

"Can I ask this?" Fang Lie whispered: "Is the big pot you mentioned from yours?"

"Oh," Mo Lanyun's face suddenly turned red and she said awkwardly: "It's all the elders who used to make trouble."

"Oh," Fang Lie sighed and said with a wry smile: "There is no way to compare with you rich people."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's continue." Mo Lanyun quickly pulled Fang Lie out and walked out

However, when they came out of this room, they suddenly found that they were blocked by the group.

There are as many as seven or eight of these people, and the leader is a handsome and gentle young Taoist.

He took a step forward, clasped his fists with his hands, and the other party Lie and Mo Lanyun said, "In the next step, Xi Kunlun Mingyue, I have seen two of you."

Although this person is not hostile, he has a terrible aura. Fang Lie estimated that although he has not advanced to Jinchi, he is also a Qihai cultivator, but his magic power is probably several times deeper than Mo Lanyun, and at least he has a Qihai of seven or eight thousand miles.

Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun naturally could not be rude, so they both replied, "I have met Senior Brother Mingyue."

"I don't know what brother Dao has to do with me," Fang Lie asked slowly.

"I dare not see the sect, but I just ask for something." Mingyue smiled and said, "I heard that my junior brother won the White Dragon Son of Dong Kunlun and got his White Dragon Sword when he fought on the life and death stage. I wonder if this happened?"

"There is indeed this matter," Fang Lie smiled and said, "Senior brother is looking for me for this?"

"Yes," Mingyue smiled and said, "As the saying goes, enemies should be resolved rather than formed. Bai Longzi, you have also taught you a lesson. Why not take a step back for now? "

"What does senior brother mean?" Fang Lie asked in confusion.

"Of course it's the White Dragon Divine Sword," Mingyue smiled bitterly, "That's the sign of other people's sects. How can outsiders easily get there? So, I was entrusted by Dong Kunlun to come and tell you that if you are willing to return the White Dragon Divine Sword, then the matter of killing White Dragon Sword will be cancelled and no one will pursue it again."

"It's really ridiculous." Fang Lie sneered: "I and him will be able to fight fairly. Can't Dong Kunlun afford to lose? I will still hold me accountable?"

"This" Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Junior brother, the White Dragon Divine Sword is related to Dong Kunlun's face. Is it really inappropriate for you to hold it?"

"I care about them to die," Fang Lie sneered: "Since my father was killed by a bastard in Dong Kunlun, I will never give them any face again because they are not worthy."

"This" Mingyue frowned and said, "As for this reason, my junior brother will embarrass Kunlun no matter what, no matter what, he will embarrass Kunlun.

"Haha, what do you mean is that Xi Kunlun also wants to join forces with Dong Kunlun to oppress me?" Fang Lie sneered: "If that's the case, then I can only say, come together, I really won't take your Kunlun Mountain seriously."

"Oh, I didn't want to have a quarrel with my junior brother, but now it seems that there is no possibility of reconciliation between our two families, which is really a pity." Mingyue said helplessly: "Since that's the case, I have to offend me.

"Just let the horse come over," Fang Lie sneered: "Do you want to fight for life and death? I can give you a chance to win the White Dragon Sword back."

"Forgive" Mingyue waved her hand and said, "I'm not an idiot, how could I be fooled by you? The Tianlong Zen singing of Tianlong Zen Master is not something I can resist."

"What are you going to do?" Fang Lie said with a smile.

"It's better to do this. Since we meet at this treasure gambling conference today, let's bet on a treasure." Mingyue smiled faintly and said, "Suwen Momen's weapon refining technique is the world's best. I believe that the ability to appraise treasures is not bad. My junior brother shouldn't be afraid to fight, right?"

"How is it a gambling method?" Fang Lie asked.

"It's very simple. Let's buy one thing by one and then compare whose things are better. As a challenger, I will suffer a loss. If we tied, I will lose 10,000 Little Spirit Pearls. How about it?" Mingyue said confidently.

Fang Lie felt guilty when he heard this. The Mo Sect is good at refining weapons and appraising treasures, but it does not mean that he is also good at it. As a poor man, he has only been rich for about a year and has been busy practicing and making money all day long. Where can he have time to study appraisal?

But Mingyue is different. Although he looks young, he is actually in his thirties and forties. For example, Lieduo has lived for many years.

With so much study time and the noble status of others, I often see good things. The skill of appraising treasures is naturally perfect, and it is definitely not comparable to that of a mere Fang Lie.

But Fang Lie is arrogant and is not afraid of stage frightened in front of everyone. So he changed the subject and said, "If I lose, I will give you the eighth-level magic weapon, White Dragon Divine Sword. So what if you lose? Don't tell me that you can send me a mere 10,000 small spirit beads? That's humiliating yourself."

"Haha" Mingyue immediately laughed and said, "Of course I won't be so shameless. My bet is this

As he said that, a transparent water ball appeared on his hand, about three inches in size, with a small walnut-sized turtle inside. There were seven thick horns on his head, which were arranged in a row, from his nostrils to his neck, and gradually shrank.

At this time, many people watching the fun gathered around. Fang Lie and everyone used their spiritual sense to sweep over, and immediately felt a terrifying aura, which was no less than that of the Fire Essence Real Person

At this time, Mo Lanyun suddenly exclaimed and shouted, "Oh, how does this look look like a legendary dragon turtle? It is said that every time that thing is promoted, one horn will grow. This dragon turtle actually has seven horns? Be good, then, isn't that meant that it was at least a seventh-level monster that had lived for more than 100,000 years?"
Chapter completed!