Cultivation card draw NPC

The three of them were shocked by this strange card from heaven, even though they were as calm as Xie Lingtan, they almost made a wrong step.

Before the immortal players had time to speak, the nuns were unconvinced.

A Lingbao female cultivator, dressed in jewels, bright and beautiful: "Look at your ugly, jealous face. I don't want to take a second look at the ten thousand spirit stones you put on me, and you laugh at the young master?"

"Let's not talk about appearance, in the battle of Daolian, the young master was the one who urged the most lotus seeds. Even if I am a member of Kaihuang, I have to obey, bah! A thing without bones only dares to speak ill of people behind their backs." Xiu Leng Leng said.

If the Founding Emperor and the Lingbao nuns were branches of the Young Master's support group, the Shangqing nuns were the most orthodox faction. When they heard the Lingbao men mocking Jiang Qinfeng, they all had a bad face.

"Who is this yellow-robed monster? Tell the sisters to find out. Don't even think about finding a Taoist partner in Shangqing in this life..."

Yan Yiyun felt that there was no need to do it herself, and her face was surprised:

"I'm going, is this Xiao Jiang's real mother fan in the cultivation world?"

"You don't look at what you are, you are ugly and faceless, I am afraid that no monk will marry you in the future?" Chen Baohu sneered, turned and laughed at the queen nun.

The female cultivator was annoyed, she drew her sword and was about to attack, but he dodged it flexibly, and knocked her to the ground with one kick, really embarrassed.

"Huh? Didn't you say that the monks of the Founding Emperor are as nimble and agile as monkeys? It turns out that I thought highly of it."

He raised his foot, showing an embarrassed expression, but the smile in his eyes was malicious.

"you!"

The female cultivator looked at a pair of pure white brocade boots in front of her. All the way up, there was no wrinkle in the plain white robe. The little boy showed her a gentle smile.

"Are you okay?"

The Kaihuang female cultivator, who was still angry at Heizi just now, met her idol, and said like a mosquito, "Thank you..."

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Jiang? I am Chen Baohu, a Ding Xiu of the Spirit Treasure Realm. I have known you for a long time, and seeing you today... is nothing more than that."

Jiang Qinfeng frowned. This person had obvious hostility towards him, and he didn't know where it came from.

"Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Chen Baohu is not a fool either, seeing how many of them there are, especially that Xie Lingtan, who is so powerful, like a dog that Jiang Qinfeng keeps by his side, biting, silent and loyal, he wants to make a detour when he sees it.

"Misunderstanding? The ancestor did not let you enter the fairyland for five years. He was implying you to leave on your own. You took the position of the first disciple of the master, but you couldn't satisfy the master. It shows that your character is not good. Don't worry about it." Thinking that I would be deceived by your appearance like those ignorant female nuns!"

With a swipe, the tip of the Lingxin Sword had already touched Chen Baohu's shoulder.

The young master suddenly smiled, and the surrounding scenery was brightened by this smile, but the long sword was covered with frost and snow, and every inch was cold, reminding the other party——

Its owner is not to be messed with.

"What does the matter between me and master have to do with you? When I was selected as a beginner disciple in ten years, you were still playing fish in Lingbao."

Chen Baohu originally thought that this guy was easy to talk and easy to bully, but he didn't expect that a spiritual heart sword with unparalleled sword intent and seemingly elegant, taught him never to dare to act rashly.

"Hey, if you have something to say..." He gently moved the tip of the sword away, turned around and was about to run.

"Ouch!"

He fell a big one, his shape was indecent, and the onlookers burst into laughter.

Kaihuang Nvxiu, who was bullied by him just now, smiled and said, "I'll pay you back, thank you Mr. Jiang."

Chen Baohu stood up: "Well, you Jiang Qinfeng, the son of a mere city lord in the world, do you really think that you can be lawless with the support of your master? Do I know who I am?"

Tsk tsk, it's really a classic comprehension story, this is the old one, and the poking plot is about to start?

Jiang Qinfeng slowly withdrew his sword, allowing him to lose his temper.

Mr. Chen hadn't finished speaking in a show of power, but was cut off by Xie Lingtan: "You are the only son of the cave master of Cangwu Cave."

"You are not afraid?"

Yan Yiyun raised the small magic weapon in his hand: "Ham, I recorded it for you when I stood by. If you continue to talk nonsense, I will let the sisters have a copy, and all the women in the three realms can see Mr. Chen." The demeanor of falling."

"Okay, okay, we'll see you at the auction, Feng Shui will take turns, let's wait and see." Chen Baoshan gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do.

Jiang Qinfeng is neither humble nor overbearing, Xie Lingtan is steady and self-restraining, Yan Yiyun is cunning and wise, like a copper wall and iron wall, it is difficult to break through, teaching them to lose their composure.

The monks and mortals who were watching dispersed one after another. A handsome and handsome young man in Tsing Yi in the crowd looked at Jiang Qinfeng with a playful smile and said in a low voice: "Mr. Xuehun and his friends are very interesting."

The monk beside him recovered after being dragged by his friends.

"Xiao Lin, why are you in a trance?"

The monk named Xiao Lin said in a trance: "That man, that man's voice is too nice..."

Facing his own people, Jiang Qinfeng didn't have the arrogance like before, but showed a lovely puzzled expression.

"What did he mean just now? How did it become my painting? Apart from painting me, does this painting have anything to do with me?"

"Let's go back to the bookstore and have a look." Xie Lingtan suggested.

So the three of them returned to the Green Bamboo Bookstore again.

Yan Yiyun flipped open the pamphlet and read it carefully: "The name of the treasure, Jiang Qinfeng. Wedding night in the bridal chamber, consignor, unknown. Starting price, one hundred thousand spirit stones, number of sessions, yellow characters."

"Yellow characters?" Jiang Qinfeng frowned.

"Heaven, earth, man, yellow, this is the order of the auction. Heaven is the spiritual treasure, the earth is the elixir, man is the magic weapon, and the yellow is the special consignment, which is not judged by the masters of treasures, or the consignor has a special status. Those with special instructions will be auctioned at the end."

Yan Yiyun paced back and forth to recall.

"Last time, Huangzichang auctioned a monster caught in the abyss, which has never been recorded in the book. It also auctioned the peach blossom wine jar that Immortal Lang Yu drank back then, and Mrs. Qing's hairpin. I think about it, oh, yes That's right, a three-legged jade cup that Master threw away back then was worth 20 spirit stones!"

Jiang Qinfeng: "...No, some people dare to sell this?"

"That's why I want to consign it anonymously." Yan Yiyun was heartbroken, beating his chest on the ground, "It's a pity that I can't bring anything from the top of the fairyland, otherwise I have to evacuate the Bingpo Building."

Jiang Qinfeng frowned, thinking that things related to him would be taken up with great fanfare to be appraised by others, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, seeing that Brother Xie was still concentrating on reading the brochure, he made a bitter face.

The cards in the system look like real people, and the advanced cards also have dynamic special effects.

As a pre-auction list, Qunxinglu is widely circulated, time is running out, it is relatively rough, the paper is cheap, and the black and white color scheme is very different from the card's main body——

But even so, it can't conceal the peerless elegance of the young master in the painting.

In the painting, the young master is born like a jade sculpture carved from ice, and his smile is like a rainy cloud, which makes people feel that the ice and snow melt in his heart. He has black hair and a snow suit, and has a romantic posture. He watched tenderly and reliantly.

Xie Lingtan gently closed the Qunxinglu, and sighed faintly:

"Standing like an orchid orchid and a jade tree, smiling like a bright moon in your arms, looking for it, it's here."

Jiang Qinfeng was extremely ashamed and closed the book abruptly.

"Whose joke is this? Or if someone wants to see me make a fool of myself, you won't buy—"

"Brother Xie, this is a happy event."

Yan Yiyun cupped his hands and said hi.

Jiang Qinfeng's voice weakened: "Right..."

Xie Lingtan stretched out his hand to caress the little prince on the painting, his eyebrows stretched:

"If it is true, it is indeed a happy event.

"Why is this a happy event?" Jiang Qinfeng was confused.

"I've wanted a... portrait of you for a long time, isn't this just right?"

Saying this, Xie Lingtan put away the book of stars in his hand.

If you can’t smoke, you can’t get your liver. Now there is an extra way of krypton.

In any case, it is better than not even having Krypton channels.

Jiang Qinfeng looked like Brother Xie who was possessed by a demon, wanting to cry without tears:

"What's the matter, one hundred thousand spirit stones, it's a lie!"

Old Mr. Li in the bookstore slowly approached them and shook his head:

"It's really not worth a hundred thousand. From my point of view, a thousand spirit stones is the sky-high price."

Mr. Li is an ordinary person. Because of his superb painting skills and appreciation level, he was paid a lot of money by the owner of the bookstore. His pertinent and official evaluation immediately confirmed the opinions of the monks outside.

"Of course, the old man pays more attention to technique and artistic conception when appreciating paintings. After all, this painting is a bit limited. At first glance, this painting looks like a jade, unparalleled in this world, and immediately captures people's minds. Why can't it be rated as an excellent painting? It's not worth a thousand in your eyes, but it's worth more in my eyes." Xie Lingtan said calmly.

"Haha, this young man is very eloquent, but it's a pity that there are flaws on it. Look, this curved one is like a snake. It's like white jade with flaws, delicate flowers stained with mud, it's really inferior."

He held the book in distaste, and poked the lower right corner of the painting with one hand, which was the mark of SSR.

Yan Yiyun smiled and said:

"Old man, you don't know something, this SSR is the most wonderful place."

Mr. Li sneered: "Hmph, I don't know something? I have been painting all my life, so I don't know what imprints are marked? In my opinion, ghost painting symbols have evil shapes and evil appearances, and they are ominous symbols."

Jiang Qinfeng thought it was funny that he thought Yan Yiyun was provoking.

SSR is an ominous symbol with clear thinking.

"Not only that, but the name is also strange. On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, I don't see anything related to marriage in the painting. This is not in line with the text. What's the difference?"

The old man shook his head, his stern eyes turned to Jiang Qinfeng, and challenged the rightful lord.

"Young master Xuehun, you are famous, but you can't use such things to deceive people. You have failed the teachings of your master."

Jiang Qinfeng: "Huh?"

How can I sell myself?

Indeed, there is another possibility for this matter in the eyes of others.

Mr. Xuehun himself sold it on consignment, pretending to be anonymous, using his fame to defraud Lingshi, and lure those female cultivators who admired him from the three realms to waste money.

No wonder Chen Baohu said that.

"The old man is old, but he can't make false accusations. I don't lack spirit stones, so why do such things?"

Jiang Qinfeng looked straight back, with an extraordinary demeanor and frankness, which made people like him very much, and the people in the bookstore whispered.

"How could such a lovely son do such a thing?"

"Yes, yes, is there any misunderstanding..."

"Mr. Li is highly respected, how could he scold people so easily? I think this painting is really strange."

"Hehe, you are young and have a serious tone, that's all, if it weren't for the face of Master Shizu, who would talk to you?"

Mr. Li glanced at him contemptuously, picked up a book and flipped through it, and said calmly:

"Please go back. I heard Mr. Chen said that Master Master has not allowed you to enter the peak of the fairyland these past few years. Lu Yao knows the horsepower and sees people's hearts for a long time. If you have no problem with your character, how can you be rejected by your teacher?" Venerable hate? There is a gap between master and apprentice?"

"Me and him—"

Jiang Qinfeng was taken aback for a moment, there is indeed...a secret that cannot be revealed between him and his master.

Everyone in the world knows that he is Chai Jingyan's disciple, but Chai Jingyan only ignored him for a few years, yet he has to suffer so much tongue-in-cheek and indifference.

"Young Master Jiang, please go back. I'm a mortal, you can keep my mouth shut, but you won't be able to convince everyone."

This is the most irritating quarrel, anyway, he is right everywhere, if he doesn't, it must be because he doesn't want to quarrel, he thinks too highly of himself and doesn't realize it.

Xie Lingtan was too lazy to talk to this kind of person, striding towards Mr. Li, pressing every step of the way, his purple hair and purple eyes were rare, and his aura was even more compelling.

"You, what are you going to do? Don't come here, I'm a mortal, you touch me..."

With a bang, Mr. Li, who was relying on the old to sell the old just now, hit his back on the bookshelf, and there was no way to retreat.

Xie Lingtan had no expression on his face, and slammed a palm on his——

"Woo, don't hit me, don't hit me!"

The man with a stern face took a book from the shelf on his right and stuffed it into his arms.

"Sir, read more books on self-cultivation, and you won't be so embarrassed."

He smiled slightly, with deep purple eyes and sinister white teeth. He was actually extremely handsome, but in the eyes of the other party at this time, he was as terrifying as Yasha Shura.

"Let's go."

Xie Lingtan took Jiang Qinfeng's hand and walked out calmly surrounded by a group of people watching.

Mr. Li slowly slid down the bookshelf and sat on the ground, frightened out of his wits.

"Notes on raising spirit pigs? Good for you, good for you, Xie Lingtan!"

He was so angry that he stood up tremblingly, threw the painting of Jiang Qinfeng under his feet, and stepped on it again and again.

"I'd like to see who is willing to buy such garbage! Garbage! On the day of the auction, we'll wait and see!"

"Brother Xie, brother Xie, what do you think?"

Xie Lingtan didn't answer him, and immediately exchanged a card in the palm of his hand, took it out from his sleeve, and pretended to take it out of the magic weapon of space.

"Look, isn't the style very similar?"

It turned out to be an SSR card.

【Yuan Qifeng. Fragrance of the Dead Demon Bone】.

The face of the card is painted with a devil in red, smiling like a tiger, and the back is painted with flowing dark and flowing honeysuckle flowers, which is a symbol of heaven. After infusing aura, the card task will be displayed.

This is the love card that Xie Lingtan drew after completing the main story line.

An SSR card with only one quest.

Killing Yuan Qifeng will reward 1200 achievement points.

Jiang Qinfeng didn't know much about this task. It stands to reason that all the drawn tasks were created to protect the world. Although Yuan Qifeng was vicious and vicious, he was very valuable to the Dao of Heaven in the matter of the devil. How could there be such a task?

But having said that, the worth of 1200 achievements is still very worthy of the identity of the devil.

"Who is this?" Yan Yiyun didn't know this person.

Xie Lingtan pondered: "This is the old devil lord, you will always meet, don't worry. Xiaofeng's... painting is the most important thing now. I don't know if this painting is true or not. There are still people spreading rumors. We have to figure it out. .”

"Brother Xie, I don't quite understand what you said." Jiang Qinfeng asked.

"It's okay, I hope you can listen. Since I have a crush on you, I have to be honest with you. There are some things that you will know sooner or later. It is more complicated to explain, Xiaofeng, listen first."

Jiang Qinfeng understood what he meant, felt warm and nodded.

"I'm touched, so whose painting is it?"

Xie Lingtan: "Who do you think is the player who still has extra SSR cards?"

"Ah... I see, indeed, he drew three cards, and it can only be Gou Ou Huang."

Yan Yiyun gave a thumbs up: "I think this idea is very good."

Jiang Qinfeng was startled: How could this be me selling myself again?

He really didn't! ! !