On the day the first auction ended, it could be said that there was an undercurrent. After the first day's auction ended, countless forces were sharpening their knives in preparation for the second day's auction. Money, money, money continued to flow into the Seven Xia Town.
Various spies left in all directions to the west and came back in all directions.
The people in the media are already crazy busy. They are working on the manuscript and want to spread everything that happened today to the world as soon as possible, including the grand event of the auction, various magical elixirs, and most importantly, Changqing's suspected power of a land god.
They were already anticipating how fulfilling it would be if the wind media news shocked the world.
Today is not only the first day of the auction, but also Changqing's first festival in this world, the Mid-Autumn Festival.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the entire Qixia Town was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. People called for friends, children played, guessed lantern riddles, and watched juggling. The dangers of the world also subsided at this moment.
"Big brother, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Mr. Changqing."
"Well, thank you everyone."
After speaking, Changqing took out the mooncakes that had been prepared in advance from the space.
"Wow... so many mooncakes."
Several people set up a table on the high building of the Yamen and placed fruits, snacks and moon cakes on it. Sit down and eat while watching the bustling crowd below.
"It would be great if there was no struggle in the world and everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment." Wang Yuyan said.
"Well, Miss Wang is kind-hearted. This is a beautiful wish that will come true one day. What we should do is to be ourselves and take care of the people around us."
At this time, a pleasant sound of flute came.
"Bi Hai Chao Sheng Song. It's my father." Huang Rong said in surprise.
"Senior, since you are here, why don't you show up." Changqing shouted to the outside with his inner strength.
"Hurry in, Huang Laoxie, you see what I said is right, I don't have the chicken intestines you think, but you still have to play the flute to lure your daughter out." A voice said.
"Hmph, why are you following me?" another person replied.
Soon two figures came together, it was Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong.
"Daddy". Huang Rong quickly ran over and hugged her father's arm.
She originally wanted to pretend to teach her daughter a lesson, but the moment she saw Huang Rong, all her unhappiness disappeared and she reached out to stroke her daughter's head.
"I've met Senior Huang and Senior Hong." Dongfang Bubai quickly stood up and said.
The women also stood up and saluted.
The two people in front of them are both veteran masters, with high status in the world of various countries. They had to respect him, not to mention that he was Huang Rong's father.
"Huang Yaoshi has met Mr. Changqing."
"Hong Qi of the Beggar Clan has met Mr. Changqing."
The two of them also greeted Chang Qing. The man in front of them was suspected to be a land god, and they didn't dare to underestimate him.
Yilin and Wang Yuyan brought chairs and asked them to sit down.
"Come on, seniors, let's try some moon cakes. This is a specialty of our villa and you can't eat it outside." Chang Qing greeted the two of them.
Hong Qigong couldn't wait any longer, so he reached out and picked up the moon cake. Huang Yaoshi also took a piece from his daughter's hand.
"It's delicious, it's delicious. It's the first time for this old beggar to eat such delicious mooncakes." Hong Qigong said with eyes shining.
"Haha, then eat more and don't forget to drink some wine." Changqing said with a smile.
After a while, Chang Qing called Xiao Longnu over.
"Long'er, go and call Magistrate Lou here."
"Yes, sir."
"You two seniors, eat first, I'll go out for a while."
After saying that, he got up and went downstairs.
I saw him taking out many mooncakes from the system space.
After a while, Magistrate Lou came.
Chang Qing asked Lou Zhixian and Xiao Longnu to take people to deliver mooncakes to the major forces.
Soon, people from the county government, nearby soldiers and police officers from Liumen came to help get the mooncakes, and then everyone headed towards the restaurant where the major forces were stationed.
Not to mention how flattered all the forces were after receiving the mooncakes, Chang Qing quickly returned upstairs to enjoy the moon with everyone.
"Oh, Tuantuan, you should eat less. You will last."
Yilin was heard trying to stop the panda Tuantuan in her arms from continuing to eat mooncakes. This guy had been eating mooncakes since the beginning.
Everyone laughed when they saw this.
Changqing is not worried, because panda Tuantuan is a spiritual animal, and ordinary food is just satisfying for it. So it hasn't grown up for so long.
The drama system says that Tuantuan must take elixir or elixir to change. With the current level of the farm, these things cannot be produced, so we can only wait and see in the future.
But Changqing didn't expect this guy either. Maybe he would ride a fat panda out in the future, or send it out to fight. It would be too cute for others, so don't be funny.
After a while, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong stood up and left. Perhaps they felt a little embarrassed that they were disturbing the young people. Hong Qigong filled his arms with food without any ceremony.
Huang Rong stood up and sent her father out. It seemed that the father and daughter had something to say, but Chang Qing did not stop him.
Changqing was lying on the recliner, looking at the moon, and his thoughts went back to the days when he lived with his grandfather. He had lost his parents since he was a child, and he was raised by his old man. I don’t know if reincarnation really exists. I hope he won’t have to work so hard in his next life.
Thinking of his family, Changqing looked at the girls around him.
Dongfang Bubai helped Yilin wipe the mooncake crumbs from the corner of her mouth with a doting look on her face, and Wang Yuyan teased Tuantuan. Everything was so beautiful.
He didn't know what the future would be like, whether the system would take him out of this world in the later stages like the novels he read before, so he had no reason to worry.
Changqing never dared to ask. He was afraid that the system's answer would not be what he wanted and would affect his emotions.
Soon Xiao Longnu came back.
"Young Master, I have given them all away. All the major forces are very grateful." Xiao Longnu said.
"Thank you for your hard work, come and eat."
After a while, Huang Rong came back.
"Brother, my father asked me if you have any elixirs that Grand Master can use." Huang Rong said.
"Oh, Grand Master, tell him next time. There won't be any in this auction, but there will be in the future." Chang Qing said.
Indeed, as the farm is upgraded to another level, more advanced recipes will appear.
And he has already planned the time and place for the third auction.
Just when Qixia Town was bustling with activity, the grand event of the daytime auction had spread throughout the world through media or other forces and various channels.
The world was shaken, and many people were beating their chests, worrying that they were hesitant to participate, while some people or forces got up overnight, hoping to get to Qixia Town.
However, what is really surprising is the description of Zhang Changqing in the message.
Flying dozens of feet in the air, overwhelming everyone, even the Grand Master had to bow his head. With this god-like method, people can basically be sure that this is a living land god.
Wudang Mountain. In the Zhenwu Hall, Wudang disciples were also gathered around. Zhang Sanfeng, with a childish face and fair hair, sat in the middle with a fairy spirit. There are also foods placed in front of everyone, and it can be seen that everyone in Wudang Mountain is also celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Master, this is Senior Brother's flying pigeon message." At this time, Western disciple Zhang Songxi flew in from outside the hall with a handwritten letter.
"Oh, there's news from Yuanqiao, bring it to me."
Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.
Soon, Zhang Sanfeng took the handwritten letter and read it carefully while stroking his white beard.
After a while, suddenly his whole body was shaken with aura. Many disciples were not at a high level and almost fainted from the shock.
"What's wrong, Master?"
"Master".
When the disciples saw him like this, they asked quickly.
Zhang Sanfeng restrained his breath and waved his hand.
"It's okay, everyone, sit down."
Then he looked down. Zhang Cuishan had been missing for a year. Song Yuanqiao and others were in Qixia Town. The only disciples of the generation in front of them were Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, and Zhang Songxi.
Zhang Sanfeng asked the other disciples to continue celebrating the festival and greeted Yu Lianzhou and the others to the back hall.
As soon as he entered, before the disciples could say anything, he handed them the handwriting he had just written.
When several people finished watching it, their expressions changed drastically.
"Is this true, Master? That Young Master Changqing is really..."
They didn't dare to say the word "land god" in the back.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the moon high in the sky, pondered for a while and said.
"I have been practicing Taoism for nearly a hundred years, but I still can't find a way forward. I almost died without thinking. God gave me hope."
"I'm not sure if he is a land god, but if he is not, then there will be no one left in this world." Zhang Sanfeng sighed.
Everyone was very sad when they heard this.
From the description in Zhang Sanfeng's letter, it can be concluded that the ability to soar for a long time is definitely not something that a great master can achieve. He can also fly in the air, but he must not speak, because once he speaks, his true energy will become incoherent.
And the other party not only stayed in the air for a long time, but also released his momentum to suppress everyone, and could speak at will. It can be seen that his true energy was far stronger than him.
"I hope I can have the opportunity to sit down and talk with him," Zhang Sanfeng said.
Xianyang, Epang Palace.
Yingzheng was enjoying the singing and dancing with the ministers, princes and princesses.
At this moment, a servant from outside suddenly came in and knelt down and worshiped.
"Your Majesty, there is news from the eldest son."
"Oh, Fusu must have participated in the auction in Daming today. Maybe he got something good." After saying that, he asked someone to bring up the letter.
I saw Zhao Gao taking the letter from the guard and carefully handing it to the emperor.
Ying Zheng was nonchalant at first.
As he continued to read, his face became more serious, and finally he stood up.
"Immortal, are you really an immortal?"
"Your Majesty, has something happened?" At this time, the old general Wang Jian saw the emperor's behavior and asked worriedly.
"Did Brother Fusu have an accident?" Hu Hai, the eighteenth son, thought maliciously.
Ying Zheng sat down and asked Zhao Gao to read the letter to all the civil and military officials.
After reading it, Zhao Gao and the officials below were as shocked as Ying Zheng before.
Land gods, this is a god-like existence, everyone thought in horror.
Then Yingzheng immediately wrote a handwritten reply to Fusu and had someone send it to him.
In the Yin Yang family, Donghuang Taiyi, who was wearing a mask, was also caught off guard by the news of the auction.
Although he tried to remain calm, his slightly trembling hands betrayed him.
On this day of family reunion, the news about Zhang Changqing and the auction made many people and many forces spend an unforgettable Mid-Autumn Festival.
