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"It appeared" in the No. 5 private room, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng, this thing must be ours," said the young man with sword pattern clenched his fists.

Outside, there was a lot of discussion and the words were full of excitement.

At the auction table, the old man in white robe pressed his hands to calm the entire venue.

"Everyone, this news comes from a map. Whoever takes this map will get this news."

"One more thing to tell you is that this map is a broken picture."

The old man in white robe said in a deep voice: "Actually, he is not sure in his heart. After all, a broken picture may not necessarily infer anything."

Sure enough, after hearing the broken picture, many people booed, and half of the heat in their hearts were extinguished.

Ordinary warriors in the hall talked to each other, and their voices were noisy.

"A ancient map with a minimum price of 300,000 spirit stones, now the auction starts."

These warriors booed, and in their opinion no one would buy such things.

Lin Xuan shook his head, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand"

A sound rang out, like thunder, and it sounded in everyone's ears.

"What really is someone bidding"

The warriors stood there in a daze. Could it be that the map is really recorded?

Lin Xuan also suddenly turned around and looked at the No. 5 private room on the second floor.

He could hear that it was Lin Feng's voice.

"Is he here specifically for this map?" Lin Xuan was puzzled.

"Thirty-six thousand." A lazy voice rang out again.

Everyone was in a state of excitement. Although they couldn't afford it, they could watch the fun.

Sure enough, after these two people took action, some people bid.

These people are distinguished guests of the second floor private rooms. For them, they would rather buy the wrong one than let them go

Lin Xuan shook his head and turned and left.

These prices have long exceeded his ability, and even if he can get the treasure map, he may not be able to keep it.

After all, the temptation of spiritual treasures is too great, big enough to make anyone crazy.

Lin Xuan's departure attracted the attention of many people.

A mysterious intermediate treasure can also make people's heart beat

In the private room No. 5, the sword-patterned boy stared at Lin Xuan's figure, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You can't escape, no one can take away the things I like."

Lin Xuan sensed all those obscure gazes.

He sneered in his heart and walked towards the backstage quickly.

His current strength can compete with warriors in the late stage of the third level of the Linghai Sea. If he has the Qiuhen Sword, even if he faces the fourth level of the Linghai Sea, he will have the power to fight.

In addition, he also has bronze guards and yellowed talismans, which are enough to kill warriors in the fifth level of the Spirit Sea.

However, he will not use it randomly until he has to.

This kind of thing will be damaged by one point once, and there are cracks on the bronze guard's hand, which makes him heartbroken.

When he came to the backstage, Lin Xuan handed over the spirit stone and obtained the Qiuhen Sword.

Hey, I got the black scabbard and heard the sound of Master Jiu.

Lin Xuan glanced at the black scabbard on the jade plate. It was very ordinary and nothing special.

But he naturally won't let go of the things that can make the wine master excited.

Can I give this sword sheath to me and Lin Xuan asked casually?

Yes. The Wanbaolou warrior in charge of the affairs did not care about a scabbard, so he gave it to Lin Xuan on the spot.

Putting away the scabbard, Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Nodded, Lin Xuan was about to leave.

"Little Friend Stay" an old voice sounded, extremely strong.

Lin Xuan stopped, with a little more cautious in his eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "What, Wanbaolou is reluctant to give out a sword sheath."

"Don't get me wrong, I want to talk to you." The old man in red robe appeared with a smile on his face.

"Please rest assured, I'm not here to ask for some scabbard, I just want to talk to you."

"Okay, what are you talking about?" Lin Xuan's heart moved.

He needs powerful forces to shock the mysterious green people. If he can get closer to Wanbaolou, it would undoubtedly be better.

"My friend, please come here." Hongpao smiled and said.

Lin Xuan followed him and walked into an antique room.

"I don't know if my friend can take off his black robe," said the old man in red robe, "I have something to do with my friend on behalf of Wanbaolou, and I have absolutely no malice."

"Okay," Lin Xuan said in a deep voice. He waved his palm and put the black robe in the storage ring.

The old man in red robe looked at Lin Xuan, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

He knew Lin Xuan was young, but he didn't expect him to be so young.

This is clearly a teenager

"I don't know what the seniors are looking for a boy," Lin Xuan asked politely.

"Haha, heroes are young," said the old man in red robe with a beard, "I want to ask if my friend is an inscription master."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Xuan with anticipation.

"Yes." Lin Xuan nodded, and the old man's gaze made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Do you know the Inscription Tower?"

Lin Xuan shook his head: "I have been practicing in the mountains with my master, and I have only recently come out to walk around the world."

For his own safety, he once again pulled out the nihilistic master.

"Oh, I don't know if another teacher is," the old man in red robe asked subconsciously.

"My master is very low-key." Lin Xuan lied.

"I don't know what the hell is going to find me," he quickly changed the subject.

The old man in red robe didn't think much about it, after all, many masters like to live in seclusion.

At that moment, he slowly said, "If possible, I want to invite you to participate in a competition in the name of Wanbaolou."

"The Inscription Tower is said to be left by the Inscription Master, and is located on the border of the Xia Kingdom and Ying Kingdom."

"There are some unique inscriptions and master's insights, which are a holy place for the inscription master."

"But due to its geographical location, it is determined that it cannot be occupied by any country alone."

"So every three years, Xia Kingdom and Ying Kingdom will decide which side will enter in a competition."

"Our Xia Kingdom has lost twice in a row, and this time we can't lose again."

There was a hint of anger and helplessness on the face of the old man in red robe.

"If it's a competition, you shouldn't look for me." Lin Xuan was puzzled, "The masters on the Qianlong List are not better."

"My friend doesn't know that although it's a competition, the participants must be inscription masters."

"Although there are many geniuses on the Qianlong List, there are not many inscription masters."

"And my friend's soul power is the strongest one I have ever seen, far from his peers."

Lin Xuan knew in his heart that his soul power was indeed much stronger than that of ordinary first-class inscription masters, let alone his peers.

"Don't worry, as long as you take action, your benefits will be indispensable." The old man in red robe said hurriedly when he saw Lin Xuan silent.

Inside his body, the wine master sent a voice: "Xiao Xuanzi, if the inscription tower is real, you can go in and take a look."

Lin Xuan's heart moved. He pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I don't know when this competition will begin. I don't want to miss the grand event of Inquiry Snow Sect."

"Don't worry, my friend, this competition is after the Xue Sect conference."

"If I win the game, I don't know if I can get a place to enter the Inscription Tower," Lin Xuan asked in a deep voice.

The old man in red robe was stunned and his face suddenly became dark.

A strong breath slowly overflowed, and the whole room became very depressing.

The spiritual sea in Lin Xuan's body shook, and a roar sound came out, and at the same time the soul power dispersed to resist the pressure.

His face remained unchanged, and he slowly stretched out his hand and swung in the air.

An ancient inscription appeared in the air, radiating strange light.

"This is" the old man in red robe's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked shocked.
Chapter completed!