I'm really a decent cultivator

"Good evening everyone, welcome to Xianle Building."

The stunning woman had a charming smile on her pretty face, and with just a simple opening sentence, the atmosphere in the venue was easily heated up.

"What a nice view."

"The figure is also good." Many monks who saw the landlord for the first time exclaimed in amazement.

Her beauty cannot be described in the words of the world. Even those old monsters lost their minds after seeing her.

"She's still as beautiful as ever, but I'm getting old." Mo Lao said with emotion.

"As long as I can look at her, it's worth spending a hundred middle-grade spirit stones!"

"It's worth a thousand!"

Looking at the heated arena, Ya Ji felt a little proud. Years of experience made her understand how attractive her beauty is to men.

"Today is the 999th anniversary of Xianle Building. In order to thank new and old customers, we offer 7% off today." Ya Ji smiled slightly and said to everyone in the audience.

"it is good!"

"With this calculation, I can save a lot of spirit stones today, haha"

Hearing this discount, everyone in the audience was overjoyed.

"Give me another ten pots of Immortal Drunk, and ten pots of Green Dragon Playing Water."

"I'll also bring twenty servings of honey-stuffed clams."

"Luo Han Shang Su, fifty servings!"

"Emerald and Jasper, one hundred copies!"

"No, you ordered so much, can you finish it?"

"If you can't finish eating, pack it!"

Just because of Ya Ji's words, the whole audience boiled up again. What these monks did was nothing more than to win Ya Ji's attention.

There are too many examples of spending a lot of money to win a smile.

At this time, if Ya Ji took a cheap item from the street stall on the top, I am afraid that some people below would regard it as a big treasure and buy it back for collection.

On the contrary, those old seniors seemed much calmer and did not move at all. They were like them back then, but were they useful? It would be better to just look straight at Ya Ji on the high platform and make a profit without losing money.

"Today is the 999th anniversary of Xianle Building. Who would like to write a poem for Xianle Building? Of course, I will also prepare a small gift for the winner this time as a reward." Clapping his jade hands, he said with a smile to everyone in the audience.

"What kind of gift is it, can the landlord tell you one or two." A monk asked.

"That's right, what kind of gift is it? Find out in advance, so that I can display my talent."

"I dare to ask, if I win the championship by chance, can I have dinner with the landlord?" A monk in extraordinary clothes stood up and asked, his eyes slashed Ya Ji fiercely without any fear.

"Yes." Ya Ji, who smiled at Yanxi, did not show any fear, but boldly returned him with a charming and mature seductive smile, which made the other party panic for a moment, no, it made everyone panic .

After Ya Ji saw everyone's reaction, she covered her mouth and smiled, and raised her jade hand lightly. The lights on the stage dimmed a lot. She bent slightly and took out a jade plate from the stage. On the plate was a small white jade bottle.

Looking at the small white jade bottle, the eyes of everyone in the audience became hotter immediately.

"Seven Life Xuanmen Pill!" Someone recognized the contents of the bottle and exclaimed.

The Qiming Xuanmen Pill belongs to the third-grade elixir. It is not only useful for cultivation, but also the key elixir to break through the bottleneck.

A seven-fate Xuanmen pill is worth [-] middle-grade spirit stones!

"No, you should refine the Blood Congealing Pill."

"What, Bailian Blood Congealing Pill? No way, that's a fourth-grade elixir, how could it be Bailian Blood Congealing Pill? Impossible." Someone immediately rejected this statement.

Even in Yancheng's largest auction house, it's rare to find a third-grade elixir, let alone a fourth-grade elixir.

"I also think it's impossible. It's just a poem. There's no need to spend a lot of money on Xianle Tower." A monk seconded.

"No, you are all wrong."

At this time,

Mo Lao, who was sitting under the high platform, spoke.

"If the old man's guess is correct, it should be the Jingyuan Huaqi Pill." Mo Lao looked at the little white bottle, his eyes filled with heat.

"What! Essence Transforming Qi Pill."

Mo Lao's words immediately made everyone gasp. Jingyuan Huaqi Pill belongs to the fifth-grade elixir. It is rumored that it was practiced by the Nine Heavens Saints. It took seven to seven 49 days to refine it.

After taking it, not only can the cultivation base be greatly improved, but the biggest advantage of this pill is that it has no side effects.

To put it simply, it is an advanced pill.

Qing Chen found that Situ Wan'er who was sitting beside her was staring at the little white bottle in Ya Ji's hand.

"You want it?" Qing Chen patted Situ Wan'er on the shoulder and asked.

"Ah?" Situ Wan'er regained her composure, quickly looked away, lowered her head, and murmured, "Nothing."

"If you want, senior brother will help you." Qing Chen said calmly.

No matter what, Situ Wan'er was also the first person he met in this world. Her strength has improved, and he has less to worry about.

Just think of it as a little favor for the little fan girl.

"Eldest brother, I want it too." Su Che said.

"You." Qing Chen turned around and glanced at Su Che.

"Ah, I want it too." Su Che nodded his head with anticipation.

"just forget it"

"." Su Che.

"Are you Xiao Mo?" Ya Ji looked at Mo Lao and smiled.

Mo Lao blushed, and he didn't dare to look at Ya Ji. He was as steady as an old dog, and when he was glanced at by the other party, his heartbeat began to speed up and his breathing became short of breath.

He didn't expect that Ya Ji recognized him, what an honor it is!
If others called Mo Lao Xiao Mo, the other party would definitely reprimand him severely, but she was different.

In terms of age, I'm afraid Ya Ji is hundreds of years older than Mo Lao.

It's not an exaggeration for her to call him Xiao Mo.

"It's right here." Mo Lao said shyly.

Seeing Mo Lao's attitude, the disciples of the same school were also slightly taken aback. They did not expect that the usually strict elder had a shy side.

It's just that he looks shy and has a bit hot eyes.
"Everyone, Xiao Mo's guess is right. This pill is the Jingyuan Huaqi Pill. Whoever wins the championship tonight will own this pill." Ya Ji looked away and said to everyone.

"It's really a pill of essence and energy."

Everyone heard Ya Ji's pertinent answer, but they still didn't feel relieved, especially the monks who participated in this Tianjiao Conference, their eyes were full of heat.

If you take this pill before the meeting, it will undoubtedly increase your chances of winning.

"Okay, the poem inscription starts now, who will come first?" Ya Ji put the little white bottle back in Taichung and said.

"I'll do it." A young monk volunteered to write a poem first.

In the arena, there was a sudden silence, and I listened quietly.

cough..
The young monk coughed dryly, still a little nervous being watched by so many people.

He picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it down, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and seemed to have found inspiration, opened his eyes and looked at the crowd, with more confidence on his face, and then said loudly.

"Eastern wind blows, gathering in restaurants, whoever drinks today is afraid of others. The guests must be drunk when they drink, or the host will be ashamed."

After Qing Chen heard this, he was stunned on the spot.

What the hell, can it also be called poetry?

After hearing this, everyone in the audience was stunned.
Then,

"Okay, what a poem!" Mo Lao praised it generously.

"This poem is wonderful!"

Many people in the audience praised her one after another, and even Ya Ji, who was standing on the stage, applauded and gave a high evaluation.

After Qing Chen saw their reaction, he was also dumbfounded. Is this okay?
What a feather!
He seriously doubts the cultural level of this world of cultivating immortals.