[Cultivation] Seek what you want

The auction itself is not very interesting. It is held every five years, and there will be no earth-shattering auctions.However, when Yu Ziyin came to him and said he was coming, Fan Dian thought he had something he needed, and wanted to help him take pictures together.

Now it seems that he guessed wrong.Since the man entered the box, he has been looking outside without interest, as if nothing can surprise him.Yu Ziyin was handsome by nature, with affectionate brows, but he was less angry when he made such a gesture.

What happened to this Young Master Yu Jiu?Fan Dian still remembers that when he first met Yu Ziyin, he was not worthy of being a first-class talent, even if he was a little arrogant, it only added some support to his high spirits.

But if the death of the dead baby happened to him, Fan Dian didn't think he would have the perseverance to survive, not to mention, Young Master Yu Jiu was once a man of the highest rank, so this cultivation might mean more to him.

Unbeknownst to Fan Dian, Yu Ziyin's thoughts at this time also drifted back to those years, "The little monk who once suffered a great hatred and tried to seek death can now take charge of his own."

Yu Ziyin used to be frivolous, and didn't care much about etiquette, relying on his cultivation, he jumped up and down, went to the host's house for dinner, and often used the excuse of drinking for ten days to get away, and wandered around with Han Mo—anyway, those people only wanted Yu Ziyin It's not him who sings this name to the banquet.

One day Zai Xuanzong convened a labor meeting, Yu Ziyin fled to Zai Xuanzong's back mountain according to the usual practice, but saw Fan Dian was about to draw his sword to kill himself, and was rescued in a moment of curiosity.

When he heard that Fan Dian was completely disheartened because of someone else's sentence "I can't form an alchemy for life", Yu Ziyin patted him on the head with the sword body he had snatched, and cursed: "Stupid."

"You sword cultivator, with such a fragile mind, how did you survive to this day?"

When Fan Dian heard this, he was furious, and he rushed towards Yu Ziyin.As it should be, the attack was easily resolved by Han Mo.

But Yu Ziyin swung Han Mo away, threw the sword to Fan Dian, and went to the battle to ask Fan Dian for advice.Correction, it was Yu Ziyin who abused Fan Dian.

Fan Dian also refused to accept softness, and fought repeatedly after repeated defeats. Finally, both of them lost interest and accepted the move together.

Yu Ziyin still didn't think it was enough, so he hooked his lips and said with a smile: "Your way is that everyone's mouth can make money, don't I know? But Youyou's mouth is hard to fill. If everyone in the world is like you, they will kill themselves at every turn. One thousand people will die today, and they will die tomorrow." Ten thousand, can anyone still achieve enlightenment and immortality?"

Yu Ziyin seemed to be speaking to himself: "They said that if you enter the Tao at the age of six, you may not be good when you are young. I can't hear such words now; they say that the foundation was built before the year of Ershun, I will definitely explode and die, but I still live freely. Now that I have been born for 320 years, I have already married a Nascent Soul... With this level of strength, who will pay attention to what others have said?"

After Fan Dian heard this, how could he still not know his identity?Busy got up to worship.Yu Ziyin did not refuse, accepted his gift, and took good care of him in the days to come.

Thinking about it now, he was just deceiving himself and others at that time.In his life, he has had leisure, success, and chaos, but he has never spent a day at ease.It was the Yu family before, and then it was Han Mo. What is the difference between today and then?But it's all about drawing the ground as a prison, and passing the responsibility to others.Make a show of resistance, for whom?If you ask for others, you will be restrained.Willingly, having fun in bitterness is a hundred times better than mourning and complaining.

Yu Ziyin was out of his mind, and inadvertently touched his Qiankun bag, but it was empty.

His heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought it was hateful.Ordinarily, the Qiankun Bag will have a sensory connection with its owner, and its location is very clear, not to mention that the thief must have cut off this sensory connection when he stole it, but if he has not succeeded in making the Qiankun Bag recognize its owner, it will be more troublesome a bit.Looking up at Hong Ran, a pair of red and phoenix eyes were already hanging up, and he was really attractive, and he knew who did it.

"I'm sure I can't find evidence..." Yu Ziyin came to a conclusion in his heart, but he was extremely calm unexpectedly, as if he hadn't lost anything important, just had an imperative itinerary.

He bit his fingertips and drew a rather complicated magic circle out of thin air, in order to follow the thin connection between him and the Qiankun bag to find its location.The spiritual power bypassed the auction house, and even the entire Brahma Star City, and was not unexpectedly shackled by the immortal power at the forbidden place of the floating city.

"Your creator still recognizes me as the master, but it's just a few wisps of immortal power, how dare you stop me?" Reflecting Yu Ziyin's thoughts, after he released his spiritual power, all those immortal powers gave way to a path, A little bit of it came out, wrapped around Yu Ziyin's spiritual power, as if protecting it.

Yu Ziyin concentrated on it, regardless of whether the two people around him looked worried or suspicious or interested, and focused on finding the whereabouts of the Qiankun bag.

Han Mo also felt something about his actions, and gave a wry smile.

This time the location is clear.That being the case, why did he borrow Peeping Cang Jing a few days ago to get scolded all over for no reason.Thinking about it, Han Mo didn't stop the formation steps in his hands, and suddenly returned to his usual unpredictable appearance with a weak sense of existence.

Let's talk about Yu Ziyin, after half a stick of incense, he finally got the whereabouts of the Qiankun bag.

"It's really 'falling', it's actually on the ground." The relationship between the storehouse and the well has become dead, this man threw the Qiankun bag there, he really hates him.And look at that red face, he is sure that he will not get back the Qiankun bag, there must be a trap in this dead place.

Yu Ziyin sneered inwardly, and pulled out Fan Dian's saber with his backhand - since it's not a natal sword, let's borrow it first.After getting it, Fang found that the sword looked familiar, it looked like the one Fan Dian used to kill himself 300 years ago.

Yu Ziyin cupped his hands and said, "Borrow the sword to use it. Thanks to your care in the past few days, let's not spend it today. If you are not stingy, give me this sword first." After speaking, Fan Dian walked away in a daze. He wanted to follow, but was stopped by Yu Ziyin, and he could only see the man leaving with a look of anger——in a trance, he saw the shadow of the high-spirited Young Master Yu Jiu back then.

Yu Ziyin traveled all the way with Xuanzong's token, and when he reached the edge of Fanxing City, which was close to the place where the Qiankun bag fell, he jumped down. He picked up the flying sword he picked up casually, and went straight down, scaring all the monks around— — It’s just that the forbidden attack that should have fallen was missing.

Yu Ziyin drew the magic circle again in mid-air, condensed on the tip of the sword, and then recovered himself, no longer controlling the sword, and let the flying sword take him away.

"I'm impatient..." When he landed, Yu Ziyin was almost thrown to the ground by the flying sword, just as the old wound in his dantian hadn't healed, causing severe pain, he couldn't stand stably, and was about to fall to his knees.Fortunately, he staggered a few times and managed to stabilize his figure.Before he could stand still, he heard a series of laughter again: "Young Master Yu Jiu gave such a big gift to a little girl like me, I'm really ashamed."

"Girl, it's better not to worry too much." Yu Ziyin calmed down and looked up at the woman.