They have never seen such as Jiang Chen. There is no family name plate. It looks like a casual repairman here.


    "Call out the person in charge of your auction. I have something to say to him." Jiang Chen doesn''t bother to talk to these people. With the Immortal Emperor''s letter in his hand, he is enough to despise all the sellers here.


    "I said, can''t you understand what I said? I''ll tell you more clearly. You''re not qualified to be a seller here, and the things in your hand are not qualified to be auctioned here. Get out of here and don''t let me do it!" The man directly pointed to Jiang Chen''s nose and shouted angrily in a low voice.


    "What are you talking about?" Jiang Chen narrowed her eyes slightly.


    Almost at the moment when he raised his finger to himself, Jiang Chen''s hand stretched out like a remnant and grasped his wrist tightly.


    With slight force, you can hear the sound of bones bearing heavy loads.


    If you exert a little more force, this person''s wrist will be forcibly pinched by Jiang Chen.


    "Pain, pain!" Feeling the pain, the man kept patting Jiang Chen''s arm and grinning for mercy.


    "Who''s making trouble outside?"


    Hearing the noise at the door, an old man with gray hair and a little bent figure walked out on crutches and asked in a hoarse voice.


    "Who are you?" Jiang Chen looked at him sideways.


    Seeing Jiang Chen holding the disciple''s wrist, the old man said in a deep voice, "I''m the second elder of Qianhe sect. I don''t know why the little brother shot at the disciples in my sect. Is there anything to offend you?"


    Although the old man spoke politely, his dry palm was like an eagle''s claw. If there was anything wrong, he would immediately take action.


    As the elder of qianhezong and the organizer of the auction, he does not allow anyone to make trouble here.


    "It turned out to be the great elder of qianhezong." Jiang Chen smiled faintly. When he came from Kunlun Xianshan, he heard Bai Xiaoyun introduce the forces here.


    Qianhe sect can almost be said to be the sect with the deepest foundation and the longest opening time in the eastern region. Although its apparent strength is not very good, no sect in the eastern region dares to provoke their trouble.


    Even Tianlang mountain, which is now at the height of the sun in the eastern region, can only live in peace with qianhezong.


    "It''s me. I don''t know who Xiaoyou is. Today is not the auction day, but the time for the seller to submit the auction products. If you want to participate, please come back tomorrow morning." The elder stared at Jiang Chen and said.


    "I''m a disciple of the ninth mountain of Kunlun immortal mountain. After learning that there was an auction in your eastern region, I came to try my luck. However, your disciples seem to be a little cynical. They don''t have seen what my auction products are, so they want to drive me out." Jiang Chen stared at the qianhezong disciple in front of him and sneered.


    "Is that so?" The elder frowned.


    "Elder, this man doesn''t have any nameplate. He looks like a casual repair. He doesn''t seem to have any valuable auction items. If he is put in, it will delay our time." The disciple also felt wronged.


    "It''s really presumptuous. Now that you''re here, you''re our guests of qianhezong. Get down quickly and go to the penalty office to get thirty heavy sticks!" The elder stared and shouted.


    Even the people watching the excitement were scared back two steps.


    For a long time, elder qianhezong gave them the impression that he was a very kind and kind elder. This was the first time they saw the terrible look of anger.


    "Elder, I......" the disciple was surprised.


    "Get out of here!" The elder stared at him. At this time, so many people looked at him. If they insisted on driving Jiang Chen out, it would inevitably affect their face.


    Seeing that the elder was really angry, the disciple didn''t dare to say anything, so he had to leave in dismay.


    "Little brother, the disciples of our sect are not sensible. I hope you can bear it. But you just said that you are the ninth disciple of Kunlun fairy mountain. You don''t know what to call it." After the disciple left, the elder looked at Jiang Chen with a smile.


    "Jiang Chen." Jiang Chen said lightly.


    The name was said, and everyone present was a little shocked.


    Although those sects went to Tianlang mountain, they found that the fairy king of Tianlang mountain was not injured, but Jiang Chen''s name spread to the eastern region in Xiangu doubt city.


    They all remember the young master of Wancheng immortal gate and the master of Tianji Pavilion.


    But now Jiang Chen is real, not fictional. What happened to Langshan that day.


    "Jiang Chen, please come in." The elder shrunk his muddy eyes, then made a gesture of invitation, and walked to the pavilion with his hands on his back.


    Enter the pavilion, follow behind the elder, pass through the middle, push open a wooden door, and Jiang Chen enters the hidden area of the pavilion.


    There are many disciples of Qianhe sect running around here. On the wooden tables on both sides of the corridor, there are all kinds of auction items. Many disciples stand here to guard and protect the auction items here.


    Although it is impossible for anyone to dare to rob things in front of qianhezong, there must be at least a sense of security.


    "Xiaoyou, please come here." The elder came to the end of the corridor.


    In the room, there was only a table and a few stools, and there was a pot of steaming tea on the table, which looked like it had just boiled.


    "Little friend, I don''t know what you brought here. Can you take it out and let me see it? I''ll set a price for you. If you agree, stay here and our qianhezong will arrange an auction for you. If you don''t agree, take it back and find someone else."


    The elder looked at Jiang Chen again.


    "OK." Jiang Chen nodded, took out Wan liyunpeng''s true feather and put it on the table.


    "The feather of Wanli Yunpeng?" After taking a look at the things on the table, the elder couldn''t help laughing, "little friend, although the feather of Wanli Yunpeng is precious, it''s really out of hand at our qianhezong auction."


    "Elder, take a closer look." Jiang Chen said faintly.


    "It''s just a feather. We Qianhe Zongli also have Wanli Yunpeng''s feathers. What''s the difference..." the elder stretched out his hand to pick up the feather, but his face changed before he finished speaking.


    He found that the feather seemed a little different from that of their Qianhe clan.


    "Is this the true feather of Wanli Yunpeng?" After looking at it carefully for a while, the elder was surprised. He looked up at Jiang Chen, obviously surprised.


    "Yes, it''s the true feather of wanliyunpeng." Jiang Chen nodded and said.


    "I didn''t expect that you, an ordinary disciple of Kunlun fairy mountain, should have such treasures. Are you really the leader of Tianji Pavilion, as the outside world said?" The elder looked at Jiang Chen and his eyes became deep.