Cultivation card draw NPC

Jiang Qinfeng stretched out his hand, wanting to stroke Bao'er's furry head, but the little guy immediately hugged his little head with his paws, his eyes dodged, trying to reduce his sense of existence with such a cowardly posture.

"Then I can only poke my ass." He looked normal.

Bao'er quickly covered her butt exposed to Jiang Qinfeng's clutches.

Woo woo woo woo.

This guy is in the same group as the purple-haired man who dragged him just now, he is a villain!It's a nuisance!And touch my own ass!

Jiang Qinfeng picked up a piece of orange and waved it in front of its eyes.

"Want to eat? I'll feed you."

Little Sable was startled.

The monks in the audience didn't expect Xie Lingtan to beat up the young master of the Demon Realm like this with one move, and he showed more limelight just now, and now he is so ugly.

The excited people even slapped their thighs, stood up from their seats and cheered, shouting for a good fight.

"This is Xie Lingtan from our Shangqing Tianwumen, Xie Xiaosword God, isn't he amazing?" the monk of Shangqing said proudly.

The monks who founded the Emperor Lingbao were all convinced: "The younger generation is awesome, the younger generation is awesome, I see, it is no worse than Mr. Xuehun."

A bewitching snake demon exhales like a lotus, eyes dripping around Xie Lingtan's fighting figure, and smiles with his lips covered:

"Ape-armed wasp waist, very powerful, more masculine, it is a rare pleasure to have sex with it."

In the past, Xie Lingtan's reputation spread only in Shangqing, but after today, all the monks in the three realms will know that there is such a young and outstanding swordsman.

Yuan Zeshan was already no match for Xie Lingtan, who was already in the body of a dragon, and it was even more difficult to lose the help of Baoer's hidden breath. Even if he released the black mist and hid in it, he would be spotted by a keen opponent in a short while.

"Xie Lingtan, what are you driving to raise your cultivation so fast?" He asked loudly.

Xie Xiaojian God naturally ignored him, his sword pierced through the thick black mist, flashed in front of Yuan Zeshan, his lips were lightly pursed, his expression was indifferent, Broken Golden Sword carried an irresistible force, and struck at his face.

Seeing that the scene in Linjiang City five years ago was about to repeat, the young master in red almost yelled and was forced to fly, stepping on the golden thread between the star-watching platform and the box.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell..."

All the monks looked up together.

Thousands of bells made a clear and crisp sound, which lasted for a long time, and the sound waves spread like ripples in the huge star picking building.

"Friar of the Immortal Dao, is this how you treat guests? We came here today to do business with you, and we have a priceless magic weapon in our hands. It seems that we can't sell it." Yuan Zeshan said coldly.

He didn't come all the way to fight Xie Lingtan.

"This……"

As soon as this remark came out, many monks present showed embarrassment. It was true that they hated magic cultivators, but it was also true that they loved magic treasures.Immortals and demons are not interlinked, and what they brought this time is indeed an extremely precious and rare magic weapon.

Sure enough, someone persuaded Xie Lingtan: "Xie Jianshen, you have to forgive others and forgive others. The auction will continue. If you are like this, it will not be easy for Zhaixinglou."

"Yes, yes, what's the matter, it's not too late to discuss it later."

Xie Lingtan didn't move: "You admit defeat, and then apologize to Xiaofeng."

"Okay, I admit defeat." The young master of Demon Realm was surprisingly straightforward.

"It's just Xie Xiaosword God, with extraordinary skills and courage. It stands to reason that a person like you should have a good reputation far and wide. Why isn't you the most recognized rookie in the cultivation world?"

Yuan Zeshan feigned surprise and trembled on the golden thread.

Xie Lingtan: "Because I am not a sword god, but a sword in Xiaofeng's hand."

"It's clear that you are very affectionate. You are the sword, and he is the scabbard?"

Seeing that the provocation failed, the young master sneered and wanted to leave.

"Wait, you haven't apologized yet."

Yuan Zeshan stopped, and said helplessly to Jiang Qinfeng: "Just now I spoke a little presumptuously. I apologize to the young master. Bao'er is placed with you and you can dispose of it. I will look for it after the auction."

Little Sable looked up:! ! ! !

The owner made a mistake and asked it to be meat/compensation, woo woo woo, it is the worst ferret.

Jiang Qinfeng blinked at Xie Lingtan: "This proposal is good."

"it is good."

After the turmoil, the auction continued as usual, and the Condensed Color Ink, the Life-Evoking Stone and the Golden Lotus Relic were sold at prices of 43 spirit stones, 23 spirit stones, and [-] spirit stones respectively.

Yuan Zeshan looked around and was very satisfied: "Don't worry if you haven't bought it, there is still a fourth treasure here."

He is not a person who is blinded by sex, although the SSR love card for the wedding night in the bridal chamber has always been in his heart, and the real purpose of taking the risk lies elsewhere.

The first task is to deliberately provoke trouble, it is best to attract a few powerful people to come to power, and force the immortal monks to break their own rules.

It's a pity that Xie Lingtan disturbed it.

The second task is to auction off magic weapons, and ask Mo Wanwan in the box to record the monks who actively participated and list them as targets for future wooing.

This one is well done.

The third task is also the most important task.

Jun Zhixi pulled a monster with a moose body and horns vigorously, even in the Nascent Soul stage, he pulled it very hard.

The whole body of this monster was black, with malignant sores all over its body, with yellowish pus constantly flowing out, the stench was suffocating, and an ominous aura lingered all over its body.The blood-stained spine was covered with blood, and seven black star iron chains were buried in sequence, locking most of its strength, no matter how fierce and violent it was, it would not be able to escape.

Most of the immortal monks immediately covered their mouths and noses, showing expressions of disgust.

"What the hell is this? Who would buy that?"

"Moxiu is probably out of his mind!"

It moaned hoarsely, like pain or anger, its eyes were a chaotic red, as if there was a fire, staring at everyone present with hatred, even if they looked at each other, the hair immediately stood on end, like pouring ice water.

There was also a kind-hearted monk who couldn't bear it and said: "It looks extremely painful, why bother?"

"Hey? This monster is very familiar. The garrison monks caught it in the abyss, but they couldn't identify its species. The Zhaixing Tower named it Chaos, and then auctioned it off at the Huangzichang." Yan Yiyun recalled carefully.

"Who bought it?" Xu Xiaofeng asked curiously.

"I didn't show up, but the voice was very sweet and moving. I still remember it. He must be a handsome young man."

Xie Lingtan's complexion darkened, he got up and left his seat, concealed his breath, and quietly went to the box.

Sorcerer, what is your plan?

Mo Wanwan might be a good breakthrough.

"breeze?"

Jiang Youlin noticed that Jiang Qinfeng had been silent for a long time, with a strange expression on his face, and looked at him worriedly.

Jiang Qinfeng looked at the monster steadily.

Although he didn't know what kind of spiritual thing it was, it seemed that a strange sense of familiarity gushed out from the depths of his soul, and his body was trembling unceasingly.

His heart was also beating extremely fast, as if urging him to save it quickly.

Sensing Jiang Qinfeng's gaze, Chaos also looked at this strange monk.

Strangely, the monster's ferocious expression disappeared in an instant when it faced him, its round eyes immediately became wet, and tears came down, and it even knelt down to Jiang Qinfeng, wailing, the more it yelled, the more sad it became.

Jiang Qinfeng sighed, he has no money.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Youlin knew that this was an opportunity, so he couldn't help but take his hand: "I have Lingshi, I will buy it if I like it."

If it was an ordinary treasure, Jiang Qinfeng would never owe anyone a silver tael, but it was urgent and strange, so he couldn't care less about it.

"Thank you, when I return to Shangqing, I will definitely return it to my brother."

"Since you call me brother, how can I care about it? I'll see you off."

Jiang Youlin's long and dense eyelashes drooped down. The hands he and his younger brother clasped were really pleasing to the eye. The corners of Jiang Youlin's lips curled up the more he looked at him with joy.

"If you want to pay it back, of course you have to pay it back. Ah You is now the deputy city lord and has inherited the position of Lord Hou. There are countless places to spend money. I have hands and feet, how can I take advantage of it?"

Jiang Youlin tilted his head, his younger brother's serious face was reflected in his eyes.

His eyes are clear, just like before, with such a cute appearance, let alone a mere spirit stone, even if he is asked to sacrifice his life, he is willing to do so.

"Then after this matter is over, how about inviting me to the Black Bamboo Fragrance House for a drink?"

"But—" Jiang Qinfeng wanted to pull back his hand.

Jiang Youlin sensed his retreat, and increased his strength, which was strong and could not be refused.

"How long has it been since we two brothers got together alone? Xiaofeng, don't let me down."

Jiang Qinfeng only felt that his palms were hot and frighteningly hot, so he could only agree: "Then Yi Ayou."

The matter of repaying the money can also be discussed in private.

Yuan Zeshan ignored the commotion in the audience and continued to bid: "This beast starts with [-] spirit stones, and the price will increase by [-] spirit stones for a single bid."

This price is enough to calm down most of the sympathetic monks, and the immortals looked at the Chaos Beast on the stage, showing expressions of disapproval.

"I don't know what it is, no one bought it..."

"Hmph, only fools would buy it."

"Master Liu bought one a few years ago, huh? I don't know if he will come this year."

Everyone was sure that this thing would not be sold, and without thinking, someone rang the bell immediately.

"It's you?"

Yuan Zeshan didn't expect that Jiang Qinfeng would be the first to show his head, and looked at him quite unexpectedly with his eyebrows raised.

"Young master is really a kind-hearted person. This thing is dirty and ugly, full of injuries, and full of resentment towards monks. You spend [-] spirit stones to buy such a thing, think about it?"

"After thinking about it, I ask Young Master Yuan to allow me to take off the shackles on it now to heal its wounds."

Jiang Qinfeng stood up politely, his eyes were sincere, and his words were quite polite, but it was all alienation when he carefully tasted it.

If the other monks of the immortal way behaved like this in front of him, Yuan Zeshan would have dismissed it and thought it was hypocritical, but the person in front of him had a cold expression, his appearance was dusty, and his two curved eyebrows were like the first quarter moon in an autumn night.

Everything was fine, he was only uncomfortable with the distance.

Yuan Zeshan shook his head: "You don't have to worry, I can restore it to its original appearance now."

After finishing speaking, he took out a bottle of faint green liquid from his sleeve, and instead of touching it with his own hands, he used his spiritual power to condense into spherical water droplets one by one, and melted into the body of the Chaos Beast.

A miracle that has never been seen in the comprehension world happened.

In just a short moment, the wounds of this filthy beast healed, the black air disappeared, the back thorns fell off, and the blood-red eyes regained their sense, like a piece of dirty white jade, which was scrubbed to its original perfect appearance——

Lion head, antlers, tiger eyes, moose body, dragon scales, oxtail.

"It's a unicorn!! It's a unicorn!!!" The monk shouted loudly, but it didn't arouse the slightest resentment.

Because, now everyone is shocked beyond measure, and their heads are blank.

slap.

The sound of a cup of tea falling to the ground.

"Master Xuehun, I don't know if you are willing to sell it again..."

"Young master, my master is willing to buy it at ten times the price."

"Ten times? Where did the country goods come from! A hundred times! A hundred times! I will pay a hundred times!"

"It's because I don't know Taishan with my eyes. The unicorn disappeared for so many years, and finally reappeared, so I missed it like this!!"

Jiang Qinfeng was immediately surrounded by a group of people, he was caught off guard, and before he had time to react, a group of monks from the Qing Dynasty appeared immediately to stop the fanatical crowd for him.

"Master Xuehun, Immortal Master Gongsun sent us to protect you."

"Thank you, brothers, for your hard work. Just convey my wish for me. Since Qilin has already chosen the master, it is meaningless to force it any more. I hope everyone will cherish your face."

Jiang Qinfeng didn't intend to talk too much nonsense, he only cared about Qilin's injury.

It wasn't until the scene returned to calm that people realized what the mysterious liquid was.

"It's the blood of a high-ranking demon."

Yuan Zeshan told the biggest secret of this auction, a strange smile appeared on his handsome face, and he explained it in detail.

This explanation will set off turbulent waves within the Immortal Dao, and will plant terrible hidden dangers for the war in the near future.

The best way to control aura pollution is not to absorb the spirits of the heavens and the earth, nor to use mana forcibly, but——

Create a devil.

After listening to Yuan Zeshan, the astute monk immediately recognized it: "Nonsense! You are clearly tricking us into creating a devil! Everyone, don't listen to his lies."

"Don't get excited. I know that many monks in the Immortal Dao lost their lives at the hands of demons. However, the mutation condition of high-level demons has not been cracked by the old man after a hundred years. Both monks and mortals can do it."

Many monks think highly of themselves, and mortals are nothing more than advanced animals in their eyes.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the royal family, nobles and traveling businessmen all turned pale.