autumn is crisp and cool.

outside the gate of the auction house in xianmeng City, Tongzhou, there is a breath of coldness, which is far colder than the current season. When the wind blows, countless clothes and corners tremble. It seems that the coldness that they should have only a few months later can reach the heart of the people and bring about a chill. At this moment, the main road of xianmeng city is surrounded by streets, taverns and teahouses, surrounded by countless practitioners. They are staring at the door of xianmeng auction house. It seems to be weak, but there is no fear.

there is a dead silence...