Cultivation card draw NPC

"Since the discussion is complete, please take your seats. Since you have brought your treasures, it's not too late to put them up for auction at the Imperial Character Market."

This Lanxing official looked old and spoke neither humble nor overbearing, but he was very able to manage the situation.

Yuan Zeshan waved his hand casually: "Hey, don't be in a hurry to take a seat. Since the next round is going to auction off the magic weapon, that's just right. Let us demon cultivators take the lead."

After saying that, he flew up, landed steadily on the stage, and stood beside the star-hunting official. With a stretch of his arms, a black shadow leaped from the auction floor. It turned out to be a shiny sable, squatting obediently. on his shoulders.

Sable Bao'er's cheeks are round and trembling, as if she is wrapped in something, she is stupid, just looking at her appearance, she is really cute, ordinary monks would never think that it is also one of the four spiritual treasures in the cultivation world.

"When did this sable come in? How could no one find it?" The monk of Immortal Dao turned pale with shock.

Yuan Zeshan ignored the man's questioning, and took out some treasures from the jade pendant around his neck.Different from the careful care of the Lan Xingguan, he moves casually, as if these rare treasures are just Chinese cabbage on the roadside stall, not worthy of his attention.

Although he showed no mercy in his actions, these special magic weapons of the Demon Realm caused an uproar in the auction hall.

Most of the people in the room didn't know these specialties of the Demon Realm, but Sen Wulei murmured: "The condensed ink, the birth stone, and the golden lotus relic, these are treasures you can't ask for..."

"That is the golden lotus relic, the sacred object in the Thousand Buddha Cave. I have only heard of it for so many years, but today is the first time I have seen it!"

"I don't have any preference for those Buddhist things, but the life-calling stone, which I saw Moxiu used in the early years, is indeed tricky."

"Cut, I think the things brought by these demon cultivators are just like that. As for being so surprised?" Ye Tong folded his arms and snorted coldly.

On the other side, after receiving the news of Moxiu's appearance, Gongsun Ying, Qing Lingyue, and Chen Jinsheng, who represented the three principal realms, also attended the scene one after another to avoid unpredictable changes in the scene.

They remained calm, and all went to the box under the guidance of the servants of the Star Picking Tower, secretly observing what the group of devil cultivators wanted to do.

This time, almost all the powerful sect masters in Kaihuang Realm were present, and it was indeed a rare scene in Zhaixinglou.

Standing in front of the vermilion lacquer window, Gongsun Ying, with a thin figure, condescendingly inspected the mixed auction booth. When he saw Jiang Qinfeng, he frowned into the shape of Sichuan:

"Why is he down here? It's noisy and noisy, call him up."

"Just now, Jiang Youlin also invited him to the box. Xiaofeng loves to make friends, and said he wanted to stay with Xie Lingtan and Yan Yiyun, so he declined." Xu Xingxing replied.

Gongsun Ying stared at Jiang Qinfeng in the seat, and for some reason, his thoughts drifted away.

Ten years later, that young man with a bright smile has grown up and has become a well-known Snow Soul Young Master in the cultivation world and a rising star. A child who is defenseless in the world.

Before the bloody blade, before the catastrophe of the world, the momentary kindness was soft, as weak as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"...That's all, it's this kid's disposition, and it's this disposition that wins the love of so many people. You send someone to watch him carefully, and report to him if there is anything wrong with him."

Before the real bloodbath comes, Gongsun Ying hopes that he can be happy for a while longer.

Xu Xingxing waited for a while, seeing that he really had no other orders, he couldn't help raising his head in astonishment:

"Master, Moxiu suddenly appeared in the Zhaixing Building, don't you care at all?"

"The one who just came will always come. Instead of worrying, you should think about how to take good care of your junior."

Immortal Master Gongsun obviously didn't care about Moxiu's arrival, except for the variable of the young master, the auction that gathered great powers was nothing to him.

Xu Xingxing had no choice but to obey: "Yes, Master."

"Remember, don't be too ostentatious, don't attract his attention."

At the same time, Qing Lingyue, the lord of Wanbing Lin, also sat in the box, and a monk in black hurriedly listened to him.

"what?!"

She just sat down and stood up abruptly.

"You said that Jiang Qinfeng not only defeated Ye Tong, but was also on par with Mrs. Qing?"

Although Qing Lingyue was in the Yuanying cultivation base, her face was as innocent as a cardamom girl. She took a piece of kidney bean cake and put it in her mouth, her expression was unfathomable, showing the mighty demeanor of leading a school.

The disciple respectfully said: "I have seen it with my own eyes. After today, this matter will definitely spread to the people in the cultivation realm, and it will be full of uproar. I don't know how Mrs. Qing will deal with it at that time."

"From the exchange of Taoism in the three realms five years ago, I knew that this son had a bright future. The road to immortality was just a smooth one for him, but he has made such rapid progress. Could it be that there is something unique about him? You send someone to take care of him. Look at him, and see what's different about Jiang Qinfeng. This Mrs. Qing's temper is like a wild horse with a bad temper, and she will inevitably make trouble for him, so take care of him and don't make trouble." She made a decision.

"Yes." The monk turned and left.

"Wait." Qing Lingyue stopped him.

She thought it over and said: "Madam Qing and I are still in the same family. I feel sorry for her. You have to be careful not to let others notice. Sigh, it's all because these juniors are too good. I remember Cui Xialie, Yan Beishan's group is already a dragon and a phoenix among the people, and that girl Lin Zhongqing has been taught by her master, so none of them have such a limelight, and for a while, no one can match her shoulders."

Speaking of this, Qing Lingyue's immature face showed an expression of reminiscing about the past like an old man in his seventies, and a sad smile loomed on the corner of his lips.

"...Hmph, it's obviously nothing serious, what am I going to do with these memories."

"That's all for talking behind your back, why don't you learn to be smarter so people can hear you?"

As the cave master of Haoding Cave in Lingbao Realm, everything goes smoothly for Chen Jinsheng, except for this only son who has a headache.

"Father, father, you have to be the master of your son this time. That Jiang Qinfeng, relying on the backing of the Supreme Purity Realm, is so majestic, and even recruited people to stop his sister's sedan chair, which almost scared her to death!" Chen Baohu said aggrievedly.

Chen Baoshan, who was making tea for her father, retorted: "Brother, it's really unreasonable for you to say that. It's obviously Mr. Xuehun who helped me stop Meng Lang's monk, so it doesn't have to be like this to repay kindness and revenge?"

"Hey, what do you know as a girl? You haven't seen the world, and you don't know the dangers of the human heart. That monk was recruited by Jiang Qinfeng. He wanted to be a hero to save the beauty, plunder your heart, and take revenge on my brother. I'm helping you, do you know?" This guy spoke more truthfully than Pearl.

Chen Jinsheng stroked his long black beard. In the battle of Daolian, Shangqing and Kaihuang jointly won the upper hand. He didn't say anything on the surface, but he was very resentful in his heart.

If this cultivation world continues to develop like this, there will be no place for Lingbao Realm to stand.

"This Mr. Xuehun, who has not been allowed to enter the peak of the fairyland for five years, is still so arrogant. My Lingbao is not afraid of Shangqing, let alone Kaihuang. Without the support of his ancestors behind him, how is he different from ordinary monks from aristocratic families? "

"Yes, yes, what Dad said is that now Jiang Qinfeng is a rookie in Shangqing, if you can make him lose face, it will be a great humiliation to Shangqing."

Chen Baoshan thought about that handsome and handsome monk in white, and after a glimpse, he would never forget it for the rest of his life, and couldn't help but coquettishly stopped him:

"Daddy, don't make things difficult for Mr. Xuehun, he is really a good person, don't listen to brother's nonsense."

"Shan'er, you don't care whether Jiang Qinfeng is a good man or not, he will definitely not be your lover. You, stay with me well, the marriage has been negotiated for you as a father, and you will marry Hanwendong when you go back." Huang Jiaojiao, Mr. Huang, is a match made in heaven."

What kind of person is Chen Jinsheng, the old Youtiao who came out of the scheming in the Lingbao Realm, seeing his daughter's expression, he knows that her heart has really been taken away by Mr. Xuehun.

It's really hatred on top of hatred.

His daughter's beautiful eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that her life's event was handled by her father at will.

"Father, you can't do this, Huang Jiaojiao is just a sissy!"

Chen Jinsheng didn't look at her tearful eyes, and summoned a few disciples of the Golden Core Stage Lingbao Realm, and said in a low voice: "You follow Jiang Qinfeng first, observe secretly, don't startle the snake."

The sissy Huang Jiaojiao was also sitting in the auction booth, fascinated by the treasures displayed on the stage.

There is no way, people in Lingbao Realm are paranoid about bright things in their bones, not to mention the treasures in the hands of this young master of the Demon Realm are really rare.

"Wow, it's so good..."

Huang Jiaojiao held her chin, unaware that her wife had been arranged clearly.

Yuan Zeshan held a ball of ink-colored water suspended in mid-air and constantly changing its shape. It looked extremely viscous, similar to oil, but the surface was covered with colorful brilliance, changing and emitting abundant aura, like a mortal kaleidoscope Color, just this wonderful state can attract the curious eyes of many people.

"This thing is called Condensed Color Ink, which can change the shape of any weapon."

As he said that, the ink blob continued to expand and shrink in Yuan Zeshan's hands, turning into a black halberd for a while, and a sharp sword for a while. Longbows, double axes, sledgehammers and other various weapons can be displayed. It is said that one hand is worth tens of thousands.

The young master is dressed in red and has black hair, dark green eyes, changing as he walks, any kind of weapon can be performed perfectly in his hands, dancing swords is as free and easy as falling flowers, drawing a bow is as heroic as shooting the sun and hitting an eagle, and his face is handsome and evil Si, with a naughty smile on the corner of her mouth, she didn't know how many orthodox female cultivators were distracted.

The most amazing thing is that the sable Baoer on his shoulder is no matter how the master tosses it, the claws seem to be embedded in his shoulder, and it does not move.

Such a demeanor, if it wasn't for the off-court cultivator's prejudice against Mo Yuxin, he would really be applauded.

Mo Wanwan, who was standing in the box, looked away disappointed: "Such a good man, I like men no matter what."

The best and closest strategy target around her turned out to be a natural homosexual. According to Yuan Zeshan, he was a very famous rich second generation in modern times. One was because of his wealth, and the other was because of his single taste——

I just love pure and innocent male college students.

So this guy traveled over here and never found any suitable partners in the Demon Realm, they were all enchanting sluts, only hated that his birthplace was not on the other side of the fairy road.

To say that the closest to Yuan Zeshan's best dating/cannon requirements has already appeared.

Otherwise, what kind of charm would he show with Bao'er on it?

Compared with other immortal monks who were discussing in full swing, no matter how Yuan Zeshan danced on it like a peacock spreading his tail, Jiang Qinfeng's attention was not on it at all.

He frowned, looked around in confusion, then turned to Xie Lingtan and asked, "Brother Xie, do you feel that there are many more people sitting around us?"

It's like this, you don't want to provoke people's ideas, and I don't want to startle the snake, but after all, there is a limited space, so many hidden lines that pop up suddenly, it is inevitable to make people suspicious.

"Shangqing, Kaihuang, and Lingbao are all here." At some point, Jiang Youlin was breathing hot air close to his neck. He might have just used the red bean cake on the table, and his breath was sweet, "Brother, you It's really popular, they all pay attention to you."

Jiang Qinfeng scratched his head: "Welcome? Most of the monks in the Shangqing Dynasty were sent by Uncle Gongsun. The founding emperor was always for Mrs. Qing's business. The Lingbao is even simpler, and only offended a Mr. Chen. Just wait and see, there are so many auctions." People, even if they measure them, they dare not do anything, and then the fox's tail will show itself."

"The treasures brought by these demonic cultivators are rare, especially the young master of the Demon Realm who personally displayed them. They are as beautiful as monkeys. Xiaofeng, do you have a favorite? Whatever you want, my brother will offer it to you in front of your eyes."

Jiang Youlin smiled like a flower, as if his younger brother wanted the stars and moons in the sky, and would give them without blinking an eye.

Speaking of the treasure that the magic cultivator suddenly brought, it really touched Jiang Qinfeng's sore spot.

As if he had gone through a vigorous Double Eleven, he had really lost a drop.

It can be said that he bought everything that should be bought in the mission of the Star Picking Tower. Who knows that some magic cultivators that are not listed in the Star Picking Record will be killed halfway. Now, the treasure with the highest auction price is probably not the Leaping Order Pill in his hand. .

So, now Jiang Qinfeng has no idea about the extremely expensive treasures on the stage.

Even, I don't even want to look at it, I feel sad when I look at it.

He really never took a look at Yuan Zeshan on stage, for fear that his heart would hurt.

"Just now I saw that Mr. Xuehun wants to buy everything, why don't you take a look at my treasure?"

The young master of Demon Realm, who turned into a peacock, stopped his movements, stood where he was, and looked at the dejected young master suspiciously.

This is the disadvantage of not sitting in a private room, as long as there is a magic weapon that attracts people's attention if there is a little abnormal behavior, it will be known immediately.

Losing is not losing, Jiang Qinfeng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then let's see if the young master's treasure can impress me."

No money, just come.

Yuan Zeshan likes to see him smile, and Moxiu has always been unrestrained in doing things, doing whatever he wants.

So he said: "You smile more, it's better than that gold, silver and jewelry."

"What the hell, Bold Demon Cultivator, does he know what he's talking about?" Xu Xiaofeng blushed when she heard that her best friend was insulted like this.

Yan Yiyun was slightly stunned: "Why do I feel that he performed for Xiaofeng when he first came on stage... It's just weird."

Not to mention how Jiang Qinfeng himself reacted, when such words were released, the immortal monks all thought that the young master of the Demon Realm was bullying Young Master Xuehun.

"Hmph, when Master Master finds out that you are so frivolous to beginner disciples, you will have to look good!"

"Wait, didn't you say that the young master is no longer favored by the master..."

"Never mind him! To insult Mr. Xuehun is to insult me, Shangqingjing!"

"Yes, to insult me, Mr. Xuehun, is to be disrespectful to Shangqing!"

All of a sudden, the scene was fierce, and the demon cultivators all stood up to demonstrate, and the two sides were at war with each other.

Xie Lingtan held the back of Jiang Qinfeng's hand and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Jiang Qinfeng: "????"

But he didn't feel that he was being bullied, he only saw Yuan Zeshan teasing himself, and then was scolded bloody by all the monks in the audience.