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Everyone looked in the direction of the movement, and heard someone coming to announce that it was Ming Sheng and Fa Sheng who brought all the disciples under Xuantian Tower.

At this time, the Treasure Hunting Fair hadn't officially started yet, and there were still some guests who were not seated and were walking through the hall. Hearing this, they all consciously retreated to the side to make a way.

There were not a few people who whispered curiously and guessed Mingsheng's appearance just now, so they couldn't help but stop talking and raised their heads to look at the door.

Everyone in Xuantian Tower walked in under the eyes of all the people.

Immortal cultivators have better complexion and skin than ordinary people, and almost none of them are ugly. Xuantianlou is a famous school, and the selection is strict. The disciples of the sect have clear eyes and outstanding temperament, so they are naturally the best among them.

But among such a group of good-looking people, the first thing everyone noticed was Ye Huaiyao who seemed to be the youngest but stood at the front.

Ye Huaiyao was wearing the Qingxueyue Ming robe of the same style as Yan Chen's. The cuffs were decorated with wave patterns on the front. It was the exclusive clothing of Ming Sheng and Fa Sheng.

I saw him with a slight smile on his lips, clear eyes, and picturesque eyebrows, like pearls and jade, his mood is hard to write, but there is absolutely no trace of makeup.

His handsome appearance and elegant demeanor are just the foil of his temperament, how can the rumors exaggerate the truth, but fail to tell the truth about his demeanor.

The young man who spoke just now was stunned. He didn't realize his gaffe until the wine in his hand splashed on his knees.

He hastily cast a cleansing spell quietly, and when he sneaked a glance to the side, he saw that his companion was already in a daze, and his chopsticks fell to the ground without even noticing it.

Many girls lowered their heads, ashamed to be too reckless in front of the beautiful boy, but couldn't help but want the other party to look at them a few times.

The whole hall was full of eager gazes, which made the thin-skinned young disciples of Xuantianlou unable to hold back any longer, and walked inside bravely, thinking that walking with Mingsheng was really stressful.

It wasn't until later that someone notified Bei Cang Demon Lord to be present, which made the atmosphere change suddenly.

Everyone couldn't help being secretly surprised.

——Is there anything special about this treasure hunt today?It makes sense for Ming Sheng and Fa Sheng to be present together, why even the devil who has always been a maverick came? !

Tsk tsk tsk, the Pavilion Master of the Dingding Pavilion really has a lot of face!

Rong Wang is like a piece of thousand-year-old ice that has fallen into boiling water, no matter how hot the temperature is, it cannot assimilate him.

He walked into the hall with his hands behind his back. Although he appeared in the midst of the bustle, his whole body was filled with a sense of tranquility, like the evening wind and the lonely moon.

If everyone wants to see how handsome the legendary Lord Yun Qi is, then for the devil who always brings blood and fear to people——no one wants him to appear.

It's just that there are fewer people who have seen Rong Huang, and most of them only heard of his notoriety, and imagined that he was a very mysterious and terrifying big devil, but they didn't expect this person to have a handsome and gentle face.

There is even a bookish look between his brows, and a slightly indifferent and melancholy look in his expression, which is quite different from the image in the legend.

The contrast between the front and the back was too great, and the appearance of Rong Huan also attracted the guests to keep looking at him. Seeing him getting closer and closer to Yan Chen and the others, many people around couldn't help becoming nervous.

Who doesn't know that the reason why Bei Cang Demon Lord and Ming Sheng had an accident for 18 years is because the two had a fierce fight at the beginning, and this enmity is very difficult to resolve.

Now that the enemy's road is narrow, both of them are peerless masters, if there is a conflict, it will lead to a fight between the demons and Xuantianlou...

I'm afraid Jun Zhihan, who is the owner of this place, will cry first.

As the two sides got closer, He Zhanyang had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword, Yan Chen's face remained calm, but when Rong Wang got close, he suddenly took a step and half blocked Ye Huaiyao.

He nodded and said: "Beicang Demon Monarch."

Rong Wang also stopped in his tracks, and said calmly, "Mr. Shaoyi."

He looked over Yan Chen's shoulder, and then at Ye Huaiyao.

He Zhanyang frowned, and said with a warning: "Rong... Beicang Demon Monarch, don't step forward again."

Rong twitched the corners of his lips and said, "I just want to say hello to Mr. Yun Qi, why is Master He so excited?"

On such an occasion, He Zhanyang didn't want to conflict with Rong Huang, which would make the scene too ugly, so even though his hand was tightly gripped on the hilt of the sword, he still didn't take the sword out of its sheath.

He said coldly: "Your faction and I are not on the same road, so there is no need to say hello. Don't forget that we have already accumulated several accounts that have not been settled. If you dare to have any bad intentions, I will definitely send you the money." You skinned and cramped, and your corpse was shredded into thousands of pieces."

"Oh?"

Rong Zhuang raised his eyebrows slightly, and said unhurriedly: "If I don't have any bad thoughts anymore, you don't want to skin me and cramp me, and tear me into pieces?"

He Zhanyang: "...you!"

The old grudge between the two goes back thousands of years.At that time, Rong Wang had not yet become a demon king, and had a battle with He Zhanyang's second brother, the second prince of the Dragon Clan, He Duanheng.

The reason for the conflict between the two is unknown, but the result of the battle is that although Rong Wang was also seriously injured, He Duanheng was even worse. His horns were cut off, the dragon's tendons were broken, and his scales were stripped off his whole body.

His horn was brought back by Rong Wang, and until today, it is still hung on the main hall of Youmeng Palace.

He Zhanyang's mother is not from the Dragon Clan. He is not very close to this half-brother, but his reckless behavior shows contempt for the entire Dragon Clan.How can this account be easily uncovered?

The two sides already had old grievances, and when He Zhanyang came to Xuantian Tower, he often had conflicts with people from the Demon Race. It can be said that it has reached the point where he would feel uncomfortable for seven or eight days if he just looked at her face.

Rong Wang was so angry that he was angry, Rong Rong sneered at him for being angry, now that Rong Rong was speaking so calmly, He Zhanyang saw that he seemed to be in a good mood, and became even more angry!

He raised his brows upright, and was about to speak when someone gently grabbed his tense wrist, squeezed it, and then released it.

Ye Huaiyao stepped forward, nodded at Rong Huang, and smiled gently: "It is a great honor to be treated differently by the devil. It is a long way from Hentian to Dingding Pavilion, and the devil and the generals are all together. It's hard work, why don't you take a seat and take a break?"

Rong Wang: "...Well, thank you Yun Qi-jun for your concern."

He lowered his eyes slightly, leaned towards Ye Huaiyao politely, and then left as he said, leading everyone behind him back to his seat.

He Zhanyang was full of vigilance, thinking that the other party, the big villain and big devil, was going to do something to harm others, but he didn't expect that Rong Wang was actually invited away by Ye Huaiyao with a word, and he was confused.

He pushed back the unsheathed half of the sword, and asked inexplicably, "What's going on with him?"

Guan Wanqiong also said: "Why do I feel that he really just wants to say hello... Is the devil so boring?"

Ye Huaiyao knew that there was a deep grievance between them, and the purpose of many acts of tolerance, even at this point, even he himself still couldn't see through it, so he didn't expect the two sides to coexist peacefully.

He just said: "I don't know. After all, he has no intention of doing anything, and we don't have to take the initiative to provoke. Let's talk about it after we find out what happened back then."

Yan Chen also said: "Okay, since you have nothing to do, don't think too much, go and sit down."

Rong Wang returned to his seat, poured himself a glass of wine, drank it slowly, and watched Ye Huaiyao and his brothers sat on the seats opposite to him, with a clear boundary between them.

The wine flows down the throat and into the stomach, like burning.

He found this scene very dazzling.Living together day and night with Ye Huaiyao, standing on the same stand and walking side by side, was originally what Rong Huang had exhausted his whole life to pursue.

He will never have the ease that some people have.

Every time I see Yan Chen and the others, the jealousy and resentment in my heart will be ready to move.

He knew that these were Ye Huaiyao's relatives and friends, and he also knew that even if he killed them, he would not be able to replace them, so he always suppressed the bloodthirsty impulse, but it didn't mean he didn't want to.

Rong Wang once tried to accept his fate with all his heart, but after all, he couldn't do it without desire and demand, and he was willing.

He is a demon, not a saint.

The scene of the meeting between the demons and the Xuantian Tower was really thought-provoking. After the people around had marveled at the unexpected appearance of Ming Sheng and the Demon King, they couldn't help but discuss their relationship with interest.

It doesn't seem to be as bad as the rumors, but it is somehow subtle.

But no matter what kind of tricks there is between these big shots, for them, it's a good thing that they didn't fight Chi Yu.

What's more, this time there is something more interesting - the seats in Guiyuan Villa are adjacent to Xuantian Tower.

Many people want to know how far the relationship between the two parties is at present, but at this time the owner of the village, Yuan Shenghui, and the young owner of the village, Yuan Xian, have not yet arrived, so they can only withdraw their gossip temporarily.

In fact, in order to participate in the treasure-recognition meeting, the people from Guiyuan Villa had arrived one day in advance, and had booked a local inn as a place to stay.

The owner of the villa, Yuan Shenghui, was already planning to go out, his eyes swept across the crowd, but his face changed slightly, and he said angrily, "Where's Yuan Xian?"

A servant rushed out from the inn and reported to him: "The owner, the young owner said that he...is in poor health, so he will not go there. Please attend the meeting with the owner and the brothers."

When Yuan Shenghui heard that his son started to mess around again, he immediately became angry, snorted coldly, and said sharply, "What's wrong?"

The villain was timid and unable to speak, so Yuan Shenghui flicked his sleeves and strode to the courtyard where Yuan Xian was, planning to arrest him himself.

At this time, the air outside is still a bit cool in early spring, but Yuanxian's yard has been extravagantly used a few warming charms, so as soon as he steps in, he feels warm and comfortable on his body, even the flowers are half in bloom, and the fragrance is full of fragrance. The wind blows.

Yuan Xian put a reclining chair in the yard, and he leaned on it comfortably, surrounded by four maids, one pinched his shoulders, two beat his legs, and one picked up a cherry and fed it to his mouth.

Farther away is a group of musicians invited from nowhere, who are playing the piano, blowing the flute, and singing softly. These days seem to be happier than ascending to immortality.

Is this fucking alright? !

Yuan Shenghui was almost fainted by his bastard son, and shouted: "If you don't get out of here, what is this like!"

He shouted to several maids and Le Ling: "Whoever allowed you to come in, get out!"

All the pretty little beauties turned pale with fright, Yuan Xian saw clearly that it was his father who came, but he didn't panic.

He squinted his eyes, with a smile on his lips, waved at the women, and said lightly, "Go."

When everyone around had retreated, Yuan Shenghui went up and gave Yuan Xian a kick without saying a word.

Yuan Xian moved back nimbly, avoiding the foot with the chair, and asked impatiently: "As soon as my father rushed in, he beat and scolded, without even an explanation. Who messed with you?"

Yuan Shenghui said angrily: "Little bastard, do you still have the face to ask me? You did something wrong before, not only disrespecting Mingsheng, but also offending the entire Xuantianlou. Now you finally have the opportunity to apologize and explain in person, but you say no Going to the Treasure Recognition Association, what kind of temper are you throwing? Could it be that your father will spare no effort to solve the trouble you caused yourself?"

Yuan Xian was about to stand up, but when he heard him swearing, his body froze for a moment, but he leaned back on the recliner again, looked up at the sky, and said lazily:

"Father, why did you get so angry? I have to make amends if I'm wrong? The news of Mingsheng's death was revealed by Xuantianlou himself. Why, is it because they are more powerful than Guiyuan Villa that I have to guard against them?" The dead remember their whole life? There is no such reason in the world."

Yuan Shenghui was full of anger, but he also knew that his son, who looked foolish, was actually the most stubborn, and he didn't have much time now, so he couldn't force him.

He was silent for a moment, picked up a cup of herbal tea on the table and drank it, suppressed his temper, and said calmly:

"Okay, I won't argue with you, you have a reason. But anyway, Mingsheng is now back? I know you and Ji Lanying have made a clean break, so it's good, now go to treasure with father Yes, after all, it is the affection of young people, you young people can chat and play casually, and the barrier will be gone."

There was calculation and anticipation in his eyes: "In a few days, find an auspicious time, and officially hold your wedding ceremony, so that you can live intimately in the future, wouldn't it be good?"

Originally, Yuan Xian disliked his father's scheming appearance, but for some reason, the prospect his father depicted moved his heart, and he didn't say what he wanted to push back.

Yuan Shenghui saw that he stopped making trouble, knew that there was a door, and was secretly happy in his heart, and said: "I know you have always had resentment in your heart, but Dad did all this for your future plan. It doesn't matter what kind of status Sheng Na is. In terms of appearance alone, no one in this world can match it? It is your great blessing that you can become a Taoist partner with him. If it weren't for the accident, even if you knelt in front of Mingsheng, you would... ..."

These few words directly shattered the softness that had just risen in Yuan Xian's heart, he couldn't help but sneered, and interrupted Yuan Shenghui: "I will honor such a good fortune to you, father, you go and make a bond with Ming Sheng alright."

Yuan Shenghui couldn't bear it anymore, he slapped the table angrily, and uttered foul words: "I'm so nice, don't push your nose on your face!"

Yuan Xian sat up abruptly, and also said loudly: "What do you say is for my own good? At the beginning, you obviously sold me for Guiyuan Villa, but did you ask me if I was willing? Which Taoist couple is like this, slave Not too far!"

All kinds of past events flooded into his mind, and the more he talked, the more angry he became: "Every day I say that I am not worthy, I am blessed, he is so good, can I succeed if I don't like him? I said before that I don't like him, and I will never regret it. Today is If my leg is broken, I won't go to the treasure-recognition meeting either! Even if I die alone, I won't look for Ye Huaiyao!"

Yuan Shenghui said angrily: "You, you, you are a worthless thing, you can't do it to please people, and you have to lose face? How did I give birth to such a waste like you!"

But Yuan Xian had already made up his mind, no matter how much he beat and scolded, he would never compromise.

Seeing that the time was approaching, Yuan Shenghui was also afraid that tying him over would make the scene even worse, so he could only say "come back and break your leg" bitterly, and walked away.

After such a delay, when Yuan Shenghui hurriedly entered the arena, although the treasure-recognition meeting had not yet started, almost all the guests had already arrived.

Seeing that there is no Shaozhuang master Yuan Xian in the Yuan family's team, it is natural for people to secretly weigh in their hearts how long the precarious relationship between Xuantian Tower and Guiyuan Villa can last.

Naturally, it was impossible for Yuan Shenghui not to have noticed the meaning behind this gaze, and couldn't help cursing Nizi, you little bastard in his heart.

After exchanging pleasantries with a few acquaintances, he nervously sat down on the seat next to Xuantian Tower, and greeted Yan Chen and the others in a polite but alienated manner.

Yuan Shenghui wanted to say something at first, but when he saw Xuantianlou, he didn't know whether he was avoiding on purpose or he really had something to say. He had been talking together all the time, so he didn't want to disturb him, so he had to let it go in embarrassment for the time being.

Zhan Yu picked up the jug and personally poured wine for several senior brothers one by one. With this movement, he whispered: "Just received the reward, and the outside has already been arranged."

Ye Huaiyao said: "Okay. This matter is strange. I don't know if it is really related to us at the moment. You pass on the message and tell the people below to be careful. Don't act recklessly and risk your life in vain."

Zhan Yu couldn't help smiling, and said, "We all know the heart of the Holy Bodhisattva, so how can we disobey your intentions. I said it from the beginning."

Yan Chen said: "The hidden danger may not be outside, you guys should also pay attention."

These people in Xuantianlou came and went, and they were talking about Zhu Xi who claimed to seek revenge.

Ye Huaiyao has a gentle personality, but he has always acted neatly. After talking with Jun Zhihan that day, he didn't delay at all, and directly sent a message amulet to Yan Chen and the others.

Therefore, when Xuantianlou went to the meeting this time, he had already taken precautions, and a lot of people were secretly ambushed around the Mingding Pavilion.

Presumably since Rong Wang already knew about it, it is even more impossible for the demons to be completely unprepared.Not to mention Jun Zhihan.

Several forces are determined to win, determined to see what kind of secret Zhu Xi is hiding.

After hearing Yan Chen's words, Ye Huaiyao's eyes moved slightly, and he leaned close to him and said in a low voice: "The hidden danger may not be outside——Brother, you mean that that person is likely to be among the guests?"

Yan Chen said: "If I were him, I would definitely choose to do this."

Although they were very curious about this person, Zhu Xi himself should know that after he challenged Jun Zhihan one after another, Dingding Pavilion would definitely invite experts and set up a net to wait.

In this case, it will appear openly, either a fool, or has the ability to reach the sky.

"Today's game..."

Ye Huaiyao's lips were stained with a slightly cold smile, and he raised the wine glass to his lips: "Who is the person who set up the trap, and who is the real target? Brother, let's wait and see. "

Yan Chen said "Yes", stretched out his hand, snatched Ye Huaiyao's wine glass, drank it all by himself, and said slowly: "Seeing that the big show is on stage, it is indeed worth looking forward to. Brother, I will drink for you to help Yaxing."

Ye Huaiyao looked at the teacup in front of him: "..."

Yan Chen put down his empty wine glass and said, "I had already drank yesterday, so I have to restrain myself today and take good care of your injury. Be careful next year when you are seventeen, and next year when you are sixteen."

He was concerned about Ye Huaiyao's injury and refused to let him drink. If he used other words to persuade him, it would be fine, but the lethality of these words was indeed great, which really made Ye Huaiyao a little worried.

He stopped resisting and obediently drank the ginseng tea in front of him.

At this moment, a person from Mingding Pavilion came up, held a stack of jade paper on a tray, bent down, and put both hands in front of Ye Huaiyao and Yan Chen.

This conference was different from ordinary auctions. It was originally set up for various schools and factions to exchange ideas and exchange what they had. It was not limited to the fact that only treasures from the Drunken Pavilion could be sold.

Jun Zhihan has a flexible mind and a lot of ideas. Half a month before the Treasure Hunting Fair, the list of confirmed guests will be made public.

In this way, if someone wishes to obtain something from a certain sect or a certain monk, they can write down their wish and send it to the Drunken Pavilion.

After screening, Ding Ding Ge will send these wishes to the guests before the conference.

If the guests at the meeting agree, they can make a condition, put the wish on the market, and a deal will be concluded.

For example, in Xuantianlou, most casual cultivators on weekdays find it difficult to deal with people who are Dharma sages, Ming sages, and Zhanling envoys.

But through this method, it is possible for their wishes to be passed on to these big figures. In this way, more monks will naturally flock to him, and the value of the Ding Ding Pavilion and the value of the guests will increase accordingly.

It is conceivable that after so many years of accumulation, Dingding Pavilion may already be rich beyond compare.

In this world, the only ones who can match it in terms of financial resources are probably the uniquely blessed demons.

Yan Chen took the jade paper, glanced at it, and handed the first one to Ye Huaiyao.

Ye Huaiyao took it over and took a look, only to see that there was a line written shyly on the wish, which was "Ming Sheng's maid".

He Zhanyang said: "Well, the eldest lady of the Five Elements Gate bids 2 yuan for spirit stones, and wants to be a servant girl for senior brother. Senior brother, do you want it?"

"This……"

Ye Huaiyao said: "Actually, I don't mind much, I'm just afraid that this young lady will suffer too much, so forget it."

Zhan Yu said with a smile: "That's right. What if she sees our family is called Gaohuajiaojie outside, the outstanding Mingsheng who is like a fairy, every day on the bed, eating melon seeds and reading scripts, and the senior brother throws the quilt away?" Ken gets up, I'm afraid that love will turn into hatred, and the sword will face each other."

Ye Huaiyao took a deep breath and said, "Xiaoyu, I remember hearing people say that when you took over Chen Sumen, you told them that the first thing you need to do to enter Xuantian Building is to respect Fa Shengming." Holy."

Zhan Yu said: "Yes, I said it, and I just said it casually. I still remember that when I first started, a certain senior brother also told me that the rules of our school are three o'clock and five o'clock, and the junior brother should give the senior brother a shoulder Patting my back and kicking my legs, who knew it was all nonsense, made me believe it was true, for a while..."

Ye Huaiyao played tricks when his old background was exposed, deliberately put on a straight face, pointed at him and said, "Presumptuous!"

Zhan Yu got up quickly, and saluted him pretending to be terrified: "Oh, my brother's words are meaningless, and I forgive you."

Ye Huaiyao said: "Just wait, I'll make this a house rule when I get back, and let you come and serve me every day."

He Zhanyang quickly said: "I want to serve you, let me come and live with my senior brother!"

Zhan Yu: "..."

He slapped He Zhanyang on the head with his backhand, hating iron for being weak, and said: "Look at you for being cheap, and look at him for getting used to it."

——The words were very righteous, as if he himself was not used to it at all.

After some disputes, finally considering that family ugliness should not be publicized and Ming Sheng's glorious image must be maintained, Yan Chen chose the wish that he would personally teach the three-stroke palm technique.

After he made his selection, he handed the paper to the disciples of Dingding Pavilion, who recorded it and announced it to the outside world.