Cultivation card draw NPC

If you want to spread news, confuse people, and then sow dissension, and make everyone become soldiers, isn't the best stage to be the huge star-gathering stage of the Zhaxing Building?

Using the rare magic weapon in the world as a ticket, and using the illusion of arrogance as a cover.

Is this performance exciting?

"presumptuous!"

It turned out that Qing Lingyue fell on the stage.

She was wearing a black short dress with leggings and a cat's eye jewel the size of a copper coin on her forehead. She was petite, but her movements were terribly crisp.

"Demon talk to confuse the public!"

Qing Lingyue reprimanded loudly, her buns fluttered, and attacked angrily. A pair of blue copper hammers pierced the sky, and struck at the top of Yuan Zeshan's skull with a thunderous force.

It was hard to imagine that such a frail body contained such terrifying explosive power!

What a violent loli.

"clang--"

The hammer and the magic knife intersected, making a deafening sound.

Jun Zhixi swung his knife out of its sheath, his eyes were cold, like a wall of iron, he blatantly blocked Yuan Zeshan.

Seeing that the two of them fought equally, Yuan Zeshan was not angry at Qing Lingyue's sneak attack, but spoke kindly.

"I'm just providing a solution. The turbidity of the spiritual energy endangers the immortals and demons. We are partners in this matter."

"Sophistry! The devil has been raging for a hundred years. Why do you say it now? You have ulterior motives, and there must be a trick."

"The old man also thought about it, but when you Xiandao saw the appearance of the demon, you concluded that our intentions were wrong, and there was no solid evidence. How could you come to Xiandao to ask for cooperation?"

As he said that, he showed a helpless smile, and with a good skin, he could indeed convince many people.

"A high-level demon is one in a million, and it is not easy to study. It costs money and manpower, and the bitterness and bitterness of it are hard to describe easily."

Jiang Qinfeng understood, and co-authored, Immortal players take the purification route that requires higher spiritual power, and Demon players take the business route of increasing the GDP of the Demon Realm and accelerating the research of Demons, one is RPG, and the other is SLG.

In fact, he was vaguely aware that Brother Xie was a difficult character to mess with in modern times. Yan Yiyun had a strong sense of justice from time to time, and his tone and demeanor were a bit like a policeman——

He is the only one in the Xiandao team, an ordinary college student, a bit confused.

As for the Mo Dao team, Qing Yuanju is obviously a technician, Mo Wanwan looks like an accountant, and Yuan Zeshan, who has probably opened a company in Hyundai, can be regarded as the CEO of the Mo Dao business.

But no matter what, the secret of the devil has been revealed at the crowded auction. No matter how much the monks try to cover it up, it will not help. It is better to think about what to do next.

Jiang Qinfeng stared at Qing Lingyue, who had a straight back on the field, and thought that this master Lin was a sincere and kind elder of the immortal way... He thought that the first one to stand up should be Gongsun Ying.

Things are getting weirder.

"Master Qingling, don't get excited."

At some point, Chen Jinsheng, the owner of Haoding Cave in Lingbao Realm, also condescended, and brought his son Chen Baohu down from the box.

"I understand your feelings, and you are all thinking about the immortal way, but if you don't ask him to make it clear today, I'm afraid there will be more rumors and rumors in the future, and each mouth is different. Here it is said that only monks can refine into high-level Devil, they said that only mortal flesh and blood can do it, and that would be a real mess."

Qing Lingyue looked at the father and son warily: "Are you with them?"

"Hahaha, this is wronging a good man!"

As a cauldron repairer, Chen Jinsheng is also the cave master who manages the affairs of the cave. His cultivation level is not as high as that of the golden core, no matter how he maintains it, he looks old.

"If you want to say that I am with them, why not just think about who was the first to bid for the unicorn and who is the last owner of the unicorn. Such excellent eyesight and extraordinary courage seem to know in advance."

"That's right... the Qilin is now in the world, so the Demon Realm is willing to fall into the hands of the Immortal Dao? I'm afraid it's not someone... Hmph." Chen Baohu echoed.

Sure enough, the monks were reminded by his words, and the envious and jealous eyes just now suddenly became suspicious.

"This young master of the Demon Realm is both married and begging, hmph, who knows what kind of relationship they have, it's hard to say, hard to say."

Brother Lingbao had the most intense discussion: "Hey, I heard that Mr. Xuehun will not enter the peak of the fairyland for five years. Could it be... Master Shizu found out that he had secretly mastered the magic cultivator, so he deliberately left him cold, and even expelled him from the master?" The door, it's just Shangqing's good face that kept it hidden for so long?"

"Go, go, you people, if you can't buy a unicorn, you will talk nonsense!" Xu Xiaofeng stood by Jiang Qinfeng's side.

Here it comes, Chai Jingyan's remarks about not letting him enter the fairyland peak come again.

Jiang Qinfeng is in the center of the storm vortex, holding Bao'er, drinking fragrant tea, and enjoying himself.

The only black spot that Heizi came and went black and white showed that he was quite successful.

"Xiaofeng, you seem quite calm, you must have a solution." Jiang Youlin said with a smile.

He likes the person in front of him, not only because of the relationship he had with him when he was young, and the fantasy dreams he has had over the years, but also because this person is good enough, strong enough, confident and optimistic enough, enough to catch his eyes and his heart.

Jiang Qinfeng did not accidentally shine the sunshine into his gloomy life. Even if they never met when they were young, as long as he, Jiang Youlin, had the day to break his fate, one day, if he looked at the light, it turned out that it was the sun, that was the light, that was the ——

He has asked for it all his life.

"It's not a countermeasure. In fact, it's a bit of a coincidence, but it's enough to solve it."

Jiang Qinfeng winked and smiled at him, as if he didn't notice the obsessed look on his face, he got up and pulled back the warm-hearted fool Xu Xiaofeng, if the quarrel continued, Xiaofeng would have to fight with these monks.

Compared with the past, this time it was even more outrageous. They directly expelled himself from school for Chai Jingyan. The more I thought about it, the more ridiculous it became.

But also understandable.

Didn't Yuan Zeshan do all this to tarnish his reputation and avoid being a roadblock on the road to victory for magic players?

But among the people present, I am afraid that no one would have thought that Master Shizu, who has never seen the end of the dragon, will appear in this auction today, right?

[World Channel] Cui Xialie's wife: Xie Lingtan and Yan Yiyun went to the box to snatch the list of traitorous monks, come quickly! !

[World Channel] Your uncle: Damn, Xie Lingtan, I know you can see it, you can use your brain to think about it, the purpose of our coming here is to save the world, following the way of heaven is the reasonable choice to play the game, the second main task It must have something to do with the devil, and what you do is tantamount to running counter to it! !

Xie Lingtan wouldn't waste the precious [-] experience points to reply to him.

Jiang Qinfeng saw that Yuan Zeshan's face did not change, and he was typing so many words in his heart. He is a seed-level keyboard player.

The young master of Demon Realm turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Qinfeng who suddenly flew onto the stage.

"Young master, do you really want to be my man? Are you confused by me?"

His tone was relaxed, and he didn't look anxious at all.

Of course not, that's all to prevent you from supporting the team members.

Jiang Qinfeng said coldly: "Hearing Dongzhu Chen's words, it seems that there is something to be said. If I don't understand the theory today, will I have a foothold in the cultivation world? Of course I can't let you go."

This reason is reasonable and reasonable, and there is no flaw in it.

If it wasn't for Brother Xie's success, Jiang Qinfeng would not have responded to such a childish situation.

Chen Jinsheng couldn't help but feel proud when he saw that he finally got his bait and faced him head-on.

Older gingers are more spicy.

"You junior, you talk with a gun and a stick, and I also do it for your own good. It is the right way to turn around and be right. Alas, it is a pity that such a good spiritual root, when the master took Yan Yiyun in the Lingbao Realm At that time, it was a pity for you, and falling out of favor is also your own fault."

What he said was half-truth and half-false, half-covered and half-covered, but it seemed true, completely confirming the fact that Jiang Qinfeng was no longer Chai Jingyan's disciple.

All of a sudden, there was an uproar in the hall, those who read the jokes read the jokes, those who were wronged by the master, those who sighed, and those who scolded Jiang Qinfeng for not cherishing it, seeing that Mr. Xuehun's reputation was about to become a bastard.

Alone has no doubts.

Even the cave master of Lingbao Realm has proved it, it must be true.

Therefore, when Chai Jingyan walked from the door of the Star Picking Tower, everything was like a dream.

"Master, master, master master! You, you, why are you here?"

Even though he was calm and upright in the face of tens of thousands of monks, the old Lan Xingguan stammered and stuttered when he saw the visitor, he couldn't breathe well, and he couldn't even stand upright.

Like a fan who suddenly meets an idol, he is about to faint in the next second.

Chai Jingyan has reached the peak, he can move his body at will, and he can teleport wherever he wants, which seems a bit rude, so this time, like everyone else, he entered through the gate.

He didn't even wear snow clothes like he used to, and he thought that dressing up like that was a little more casual, and it didn't show how much he attached importance to this matter.So she wore a silver crown with her hair tied up, a black robe with big sleeves, and silver brocade borders on the front and hem of the clothes. She walked in a meandering way, rolling like snow waves, solemn and solemn, like a righteous god.

This is the attire for offering sacrifices to the heavens during the Chinese New Year. This attire can scare all the monks present.

Is the sky falling, or the earth sinking?Is the seal of the abyss broken, or is the devil born?

You say, you say, we can all stand it.

Chai Jingyanfei stepped onto the stage, raised his eyebrows and said, "I heard that my apprentice was bullied?"

Everyone: "..."

You don't have to.

Gongsun Ying opened his eyes on the soft bed, feeling something was wrong.

"What's going on outside?"

Sure enough, it was wrong, there was no disciple in the room to answer him, what are they all doing?What a guts.

Immortal Master Gongsun had no choice but to stand up and check by himself resentfully.

"Master Master!" Chen Jinsheng and his son stiffened and saluted respectfully.

This adult has never appeared on such an occasion, it is really unexpected.

But it's a fact that the relationship between Jiang Qinfeng and Chai Jingyan is not as good as before. He doesn't believe that the news he got is all fake.

Chai Jingyan ignored them and looked at his little apprentice.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Qinfeng shook his head and whispered: "You are dressed a bit formally today."

It's like a parent holding a parent-teacher meeting.

"Do you like it——" Chai Jingyan knew he shouldn't ask this question, so he changed the subject, "Well, is it good-looking?"

"Looks good, Master looks good in anything she wears."

The master and apprentice chatted happily, but the faces of the people next to them became paler and paler.

"I have admired Master Master for a long time, and I never imagined that I could see his face today," Chen Jinsheng flattered, "If there is anything that can help Master Master, I will not regret my death."

"Young Master of the Demon Realm? He looks a bit like your father."

Chai Jingyan's eyes skipped him, and fell on the young master in red, with a relaxed tone, as if greeting the heir of an old man.

Compared to Master Shizu's casualness, Yuan Zeshan squinted his eyes and carefully looked at this legendary No. 1 in the cultivation world, the handsome man who defeated his father, the scenery of Jiyue was unfathomable.

So strong.

Not only is it strong in a terrifying cultivation base, it is even stronger in its eyes that see everything.

God, how to defeat?

"I don't care about the devil."

As soon as Chai Jingyan came in, he knew about the demons, their purpose, and the role of the demons.

Now he knows everything, but he is not omnipotent.

"What, what did you say?" Yuan Zeshan couldn't believe what he heard.

Lord Shizu lowered his eyes, his side face was cold: "The rest, you can't be presumptuous."

Jiang Qinfeng's heart sank, thinking that the trip to the abyss after being emotionally moved had a profound impact on Chai Jingyan's concept of dealing with things. It must be something that Heaven told him, making the strongest in Immortal Dao a neutral faction. On the matter of the devil, Nobody helps.

Qing Lingyue's cheeks were flushed, and her pair of cut pupils shone with surprise, she hurriedly asked: "My lord master came here, I was far away to welcome you, please forgive me, I don't know why my lord master came to my Kaihuang this time What? This group of demon cultivators are misleading the public, saying that demons can cure the cloudy spiritual energy, and it is all up to the ancestors to deal with it."

Chai Jingyan smiled and looked down at this outstanding junior: "This is the Zhaixing Building. I am here to sell or buy. This time, I made some gadgets."

"My God, this year's auction will definitely be recorded in the history of the immortals, the demon cultivator, the unicorn was born, and now the ancestors are here to sell magic weapons..." The gray-haired monk said unexpectedly Then she burst into tears, "I didn't expect to see him again before I passed away."

There were also people who were extremely rejoicing: "Fortunately, I didn't buy a unicorn. Now I'm putting my entire family's wealth on it, so I'll get it!"

Lan Xingguan finally caught his breath, and said excitedly: "I don't know what Master Master wants to sell?"

"I'll do it myself, don't bother me." Chai Jingyan said lightly.

"No, no, how can this be a bother, what a villain wants—" Seeing that he really had no intentions, Lan Xing Guan quickly shut up, and took Moxiu, Qing Lingyue, and Chen's father and son off the Lan Xing Terrace.

He is smart, Master Shizu obviously loves his little apprentice very much, so he will not take Jiang Qinfeng with him.

So Jiang Qinfeng and Chai Jingyan were the only two people left on the vast star-gathering stage. Seeing that Xie Lingtan and Yan Yiyun had returned to their seats, he knew that the matter was done, and he no longer entangled with Yuan Zeshan's whereabouts.

But he has new troubles.

"Master, I just ask you to make snowflakes, why are you so formal?"

Unexpectedly, Chai Jingyan looked at him: "I have always been serious about you."

Serious in teaching, serious in liking, serious in avoiding, and even more serious in pursuing.

It's just that the little apprentice is no longer waiting for him at the same place.

After that, he laughed at himself, spread his arms, and his sleeves fell down, like two black butterfly wings, an ice-blue translucent giant ball appeared in front of him, with countless ice crystal snowflakes flying inside, every time The flowers are all octagonal and perfect.

"Today, in the name of my apprentice Jiang Qinfeng, I am auctioning off [-] ice crystal snowflakes, each of which is condensed by my own hands. Applying it can heal trauma, taking it can replenish spiritual power, containing it can clear the mind, and urging it can make you feel better." Frostbolts can be broken to form a barrier..."

Most of the monks present cried in their hearts: Can you stop talking, I will buy it, can I buy it? ! !

"Twenty thousand flowers, just let one person take pictures like this?"

"Am I the only one who cares about that sentence in the name of my beginner disciple Jiang Qinfeng? This is not falling out of favor, it is obviously extremely happy, but the Chen family and his son are about to stumble! Me? I am a loyal member of the Snow Soul Army. I But never scolded him."

Standing beside Chai Jingyan, Jiang Qinfeng was under a little bit of pressure, and felt that [-] flowers were too many...

The surprise was too great.

"Every immortal monk present will get one flower, and the rest will be auctioned."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless snowflakes swirled out of the ice puck——

This is really frost and snow falling in the Star Picking Tower, thousands of stars, and snowflakes fluttering, like a dream.

The monks stretched out their hands and gently greeted one flower in their palms, and their souls trembled slightly. Through the pupils of Xuehua, their eyes flew over the snow-capped mountains and across the ice field, and they saw that lovely boy in the wind and snow in the distance. Danced the sword like an elf, and suddenly turned his head and smiled brightly at himself as if he noticed his sight.

Then spring returns to the earth, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

Whose memory is this?It's just such a fragment, but it's so beautiful.

What was he thinking when Ning Xue was so affectionate?

"Chai Jingyan from Shangqingjing presents his disciple Jiang Qinfeng. I hope that my favorite life will be smooth and my wish will be fulfilled."

Some people have discovered that such a line of words is still carved on the snowflakes.

There are [-] such snowflakes, and this sentence will be spread among countless monks, and even such a deep master-student relationship will be passed down in history, becoming a touching story.

Ah, so sour.

To be so loved by Master Master.

But this snowflake is really an all-powerful magic weapon, so what about jealousy?

"The remaining snowflakes, I want all the gold bricks in the Lingbao Realm!"

"I, my, my, my master, look at me, woo woo woo, I want it too, save some for my daughter-in-law I haven't found yet and ten unborn children!"

"The people in front, are you going too far?"

Chai Jingyan looked calm, and ordered the old star officer.

"The rest, just shoot whatever you want. Don't set too high a price. You can divide them into groups of ten or twenty, and sell them to ordinary people first. The more people you divide, the better."

It is clear that this condition is not an auction, but this is Master Shizu, and it is a great honor to be able to help him.Lan Xingguan nodded like a chick poking rice, and obediently arranged.

"This price can't be too high, so you can't make a lot of money with this, will you blame me?"

Jiang Qinfeng smiled and said, "It's better this way. Everyone has it."

He understands that Chai Jingyan not only vents his anger and rectifies his reputation, but also provides protection for as many immortal monks and mortals as possible. Having such a treasure can save lives in times of crisis.

Standing on the sidelines does not mean sitting idly by.

His master, Chai Jingyan, is the most gentle person in the world.

Chen Jinsheng fell to the ground with a disastrous expression like a mouse crossing the street, leaning on his son, powerless.

"Dad, dad, what's wrong with you? Don't you blame us?"

"Silly boy, what do you know? From now on, our Chen family will not be able to gain a foothold in the realm of cultivation. What kind of person is the master, what kind of prestige, and what status is the person he loves? Trapping us to death is like trampling ants to death. .” After that, he sighed faintly.

"This Jiang Qinfeng...is actually the treasure of Master Shizu's heart, I am blind..."

With the help of all the star-seeking officials, the ice crystal snowflakes were quickly dealt with properly. Now, when asked who is the favorite of all the monks, Chai Jingyan, the answer to this question is unique and firm.

Jiang Qinfeng returned to his seat, and Chai Jingyan was inconvenient to sit below, so he went to the best box. Yuan Zeshan had already returned to Mo Wanwan's room to ask about the loss.

The herringbone field belonging to the monks of the Immortal Dao has finally begun, but how should I put it, after the baptism of magic weapons, abyss unicorns and ice crystal snowflakes, these magic weapons seem to be too unsurprising, so the sales are not good, deserted, Jiang Qinfeng occasionally makes a move Buy some cheap magic weapons and make up the number of tasks.

The most astonishing thing was that Jiang Youlin took pictures of many treasures. Xu Xiaofeng and Yan Yiyun's eyes turned red.

"Then now, let's start the last game, Huang Zi."

Xie Lingtan, Xu Xiaofeng and Yan Yiyun all cheered up and sat up.

It finally came, but it was difficult for them to wait for a while.

Because most of the items auctioned in the Huangzichang are items whose value is not easy to assess, and often touch the blind spot of the star-lanning official's knowledge, they often find a special person in advance to give an appraisal explanation.

Jiang Qinfeng let out a slight snort.

Isn't the one who came on stage this time the painter Mr. Li who had a dispute with them?

This shows that the first treasure of the Huangzichang is the secondary painting?

Mr. Li is well dressed today, wearing a dark blue robe, looking elegant and humble, with many wrinkles on his face, his hair is quite black, combed carefully, without any mess.

For him, this is a rare and big occasion after all, so naturally he has to show his best mental outlook.

"The painting in this auction is quite peculiar. It's only the size of a palm. It's about a man. Everyone must know him by now. The son of Snow Soul, Jiang Qinfeng."

The mysterious painting has been spelled by the star-gathering officer, and it is suspended in mid-air for anyone to watch.

"The mark on this is so strange? I don't understand it." The monk asked Mr. Li.

He was referring to the markings of the SSR.

"Oh, this, I looked through the ancient and modern materials, and found that this is an unknown mark, probably a curse."

Jiang Qinfeng: "..."

Curse is okay.

He secretly glanced at Brother Xie's profile.

Well, very calm, not excited.

Peace of mind.

"The painting skills are average, and there is nothing outstanding about it. The only bright spot is probably Mr. Xuehun. The starting price is [-] spirit stones, and the price is increased by [-] spirit stones for a single bid."

He spoke weakly, and he didn't seem to think that anyone was willing to spend money on such a thing, as if he was tired from standing, he sat on the chair next to him to rest for a while.

In the next second, he was knocked to the ground by the overwhelming shouts, and he landed on his buttocks, grinning in pain.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones!!"

"11 million!!"

"15 spirit stones! Let me collect the paintings of Mr. Xuehun!"

"16, is there a higher one?"

"17! Go!"

The sounds of bidding came from all directions, and it was impossible to locate them for a while. When one sound went down, thousands of voices came up again. The confrontation between the two armies was not so intense.

……

"My God, I've finished this cup of tea, why haven't they finished shouting? Are you addicted to shouting?"

The rest of the monks were also elated, or rather confused by the series of shouts.

Jiang Qinfeng poked Xu Xiaofeng: This is too fucking intense, what's going on?

Xu Xiaofeng was also shocked to the extreme: "No, we only have one team, it's impossible, who is rushing to shoot?"

The Snow Soul Army scattered around the Zhaixing Building was also puzzled, how could someone snatch an ordinary painting with a hundred thousand spirit stones?

The female cultivator of Shangqing immediately made a decision: "Let's plan again, we can't lose to the other party!"

In this rare moment of silence, Mr. Li finally regained his lax mind and asked a trembling question: "...This, that, is there anyone else, do you want to shoot?"

This time there was no answer.

For all the bells of the box rang.

This was the first time in history that all the golden threads in front of the star-lanning official showed their figure.

He raised his head and stared at the 22 small open windows in front of him, like 22 black eyes. They were all closed at first, but now they are staring at an ordinary painting.