However, the owner of the voice should be the real owner of Xuanguang Auction House.

She didn't have much interest. After the previous spiritual cultivator entered, she pulled Rong Qing and walked up.

But she didn't expect that before she could take out a hundred black spirit stones as the entrance fee, she was stopped.

Jun Muqian raised his eyes slightly and found two guards.

"A spiritual state, a dream return state? Do you also want to go to the auction? Can you afford it?" The steward at the entrance looked at the two of them with undisguised contempt on his face, "Let's go quickly, you didn't hear us.

My lord has said that even paupers cannot enter."

He looked at the clothes of the two people in front of him again and became even more disdainful.

Where did this poor boy come from? He was not as well dressed as he was in charge.

The steward didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. He had not reached the realm of life and death, and he didn't seem to be from a big family or sect.

How many spiritual stones can one have if they practice spiritual cultivation below the realm of life and death?

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the other teams showed contempt.

"See, there are two paupers again."

"When I returned from my dream, I could only look up at the Xuanguang Auction House. These two people are really newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. They dared to come in."

"Just wait and see, two of them will be kicked out."

When the steward saw that the two people were not moving, he came up and pushed him: "Are you deaf? Can't you hear? Gungun, gun, hurry, do you hear me?"

"Mumu, step back." Rong Qing's eyes were filled with a hint of murderous intent, and he protected Jun Mu Qian behind him with one hand.

Even though other memories have been lost, even though his cultivation is weak here, he still stands in front of her.

This kind of love has already penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"No, Qingmei, please back off." Jun Muqian sneered slightly, "I want to see how he told us to get out."

Without any explanation, she took a step forward.

The steward became even more impatient and stretched out his hand further: "Get out of here..."

Even before he touched it, he suddenly let out a heart-rending howl.

The spiritual cultivators watched the steward suddenly fall backwards and retracted their hands.

After finally regaining his balance, he looked fiercely: "You brat, how dare you hurt someone?!"

At that moment, he felt fire burning him.

"Hurt someone?" Jun Muqian chuckled, "I didn't move anything."

"You still dare to quibble?" The steward was furious and raised his hand directly, "Look at my hands..."

"Oh?" Jun Muqian was so busy that she asked, "What's wrong with your hand? It's too ugly and you still want to show it?"

"My hand was burned by you brat, you..." The housekeeper was suddenly dumbfounded, because there was no injury on his hand at all.

What kind of magic?!

Jun Muqian looked indifferent: "I haven't heard that there are restrictions on cultivation level before entering the Xuanguang Auction House."

In front of so many people, the housekeeper was humiliated. He stared at the purple-clothed young man and sneered: "It didn't happen before, but now it does. If you want to prove that you are not paupers, okay, I'll hand you ten purple spirit stones.

Go in."

Ten purple spirit stones are enough for an ordinary spiritual cultivator to live in the Central Region for ten years. He still doesn't believe that these two poor men can hand it over.

Jun Muqian was still smiling, but there was a hint of coldness in his face: "What if I don't want to hand you over?"

"Don't pay?" The manager sneered, "If you don't pay, get out, where else can you..."

"I handed it over for them." At this time, a female voice suddenly inserted, as graceful as a warbler, "Ten purple spirit stones."

Hearing this voice, everyone looked around and saw a woman wearing a plain dress walking up.

Her face is as beautiful as the moon.

The small earlobes are like carved jade, which is very touching.

Jun Muqian also turned his head to look, his eyes fixed on the woman for a moment: "This girl is really kind-hearted."

The woman raised her head in surprise and said with a smile: "My master has always taught me to help others when there is injustice. If the two young masters are causing trouble for no reason, I will definitely help them."

"Are you happy to help others..." Jun Muqian suddenly smiled, "You are such a good character."

Yes, it’s fun to help others.

That's why in the previous life, Ling Suyi stabbed her with a knife just an inch away from her heart.

Show no mercy.

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Illusory Great Thousand Cultivation Levels: Primary Yuan Realm - Spiritual Mind Realm - Dream Return Realm - Life and Death Realm - Immortality Realm - Divine Transformation Realm - Eternal Realm (Unfinished)

This section is not long, and the pace of the plot will speed up, so the next step is the monarch's face-slapping revenge feast, which comes one after another, ensuring a sense of enjoyment.
Chapter completed!