Dust roots [comprehension]

The warmth and fragrance in the room was suddenly replaced by a tense atmosphere. The beauties in the room behaved differently, some were angry, some were at a loss, Di Rongshan stared at Song Huaichen, his expression was not too angry, and there was even a smile on his face. Laughing, Song Huaichen kept writing, and it was not in the tone of Xingshi asking for guilt.

"Some people suspect that you are, but I don't think you are." Song Huaichen finished drawing the talisman, raised his head and smiled at Di Rongshan, "Since the room is already full of fragrance, why go outside to pick flowers?"

"If I can pick Yuenu flowers, I'm still willing to take a risk." Di Rongshan said bluntly, completely disregarding the beauties in his room.

The handsome men and women in the room were obviously used to Di Rongshan's temper, they just laughed when they heard his words, the atmosphere in the room warmed up, the beautiful woman Yanmo put Song Huaichen's finished rice paper aside, and brought tea again.

Song Huaichen served tea, sat on the chair opposite Di Rongshan, looked at the boy hanging on the pale man, without any discomfort, and said in his usual tone, "If you can? It seems that you don't think so."

"The leader of Yue Nu's class is a god, how dare I do anything to her people?" Di Rongshan made no secret of his covetousness towards Yue Nu, "So I envy you, Song Daoyou, after a few lines of poetry, it becomes Their guests."

The boy fed the fruit to Di Rongshan's mouth, and Di Rongshan opened his mouth to eat it, with a smug smile at the corner of his mouth while chewing.

"But I don't think you seem like someone who would enjoy the warmth of nephrite jade, you really wasted this opportunity." Di Rongshan swallowed the fruit, "Even in my gentle hometown, I can't warm you up. "

Song Huaichen smiled indifferently, somewhat perfunctorily: "How long has it been since you've been in here, the chill of the evening wind can't dissipate."

"I'm afraid we can't wait until the evening wind clears, we still have to go to Zhenbao Pavilion." Di Rongshan patted the boy's buttocks, motioning him to stand up, "Brother Song, do you like the beauties in my room? Take one with you." At the meeting, relieve boredom."

The young man stood up and took off his cloak for Di Rongshan, and the three girls lying on the bed took off the clothes they were wearing outside from the hangers, and came to wait for him to dress.

Cultivator Nascent Soul, who only wore an inner coat, looked even thinner. He was served by four people with open arms, completely ignoring that Song Huaichen on the opposite chair was looking at him.

Di Rongshan is still wearing a light-colored inner shirt with a thick black coat, but because he is going out, this time the coat looks more refined and rich. The black material is embroidered with dark red patterns and embellished with various gemstones.Those tiny gemstones shone with light, containing a lot of spiritual power, and combined with complicated patterns, they formed defensive formations one by one.

This is a vestment.

Song Huaichen recalled that the clothes of other monks he had seen had more or less formations painted on them, but he had never seen such a variety of formations painted so ostentatiously.

After dressing up, Di Rongshan put his arm around the young man and the drinking beauty with the other: "Song Daoyou, have you chosen?"

Song Huaichen smiled and nodded to the girl studying ink: "Please."

The Yanmo beauty has a handsome appearance and a gentle demeanor. She is wearing a red dress, probably to respond to the phrase "red sleeves add fragrance".

"Since Brother Song likes her, why don't I give her to you as a favor?" Di Rongshan said suddenly.

The delicate beauty was taken aback for a moment, she was blessed and had no temper at all.

Instead, the wine beauty who said the tea was tasteless complained coquettishly: "Master, is there something that Hongxiu didn't serve you well? Why are you giving her away?"

Song Huaichen was also taken aback by Di Rongshan's words, the wine beauty opened his mouth, but what he was thinking about was that girl really called Hongxiu?

It's really simple and easy to understand.

Thinking in his heart, he continued: "Di Zhenjun, I dare not take away people's love."

"Besides, I just settled down in Pingyang, so I'm afraid I won't be able to take good care of the red-sleeve girl."

"They don't need you to take care of them, they are here to take care of you." Di Rongshan hugged left and right and walked out, Song Huaichen followed, away from the smelly room, behind him, Hongxiu followed without saying a word.

"Don't think that I don't know that the eyes you look at Song Zhenjun are as bright as wolves, and you can't wait to eat him."

The beauty who was still holding the flagon laughed loudly: "How dare we!"

"You don't dare to do it, but dare to think about it." Di Rongshan let go of the boy's hand, and took out the flying magic weapon from the sumeru bag, "After all, I am the same."

Song Huaichen didn't know whether it was the flying magic weapon or Di Rongshan's words that shocked Song Huaichen even more. The man was speechless for a moment.

The flying artifact lying across the courtyard is a broken wooden board, the color of the wood is dull, and the wood is fine and dense. The patterns drawn on it have been corroded and dimmed by something, but the spiritual power is still surging.

"The fragment of the legendary Mulan Yunzhou." Di Rongshan introduced quite proudly, "I photographed it ten years ago. I don't know if it is true or not, but it is good as a flying magic weapon."

He seemed to have forgotten what he just said, and warmly greeted Song Huaichen to stand on the wooden board.

With Di Rongshan's second sentence, Song Huaichen's goal has also been achieved. He knows what kind of medicine is sold in Di Rongshan's gourd. Although this may not be the real reason, Di Rongshan will obviously not reveal anything to him I don't want to do things that I am not passionate about following Di Rongshan's wishes.

"There are Daoyou Di and the two beauties at the auction. It's already lively enough. I haven't seen the world, and I want to bid well." Song Huaichen turned to the girl in red who had never spoken behind him, "Girl Hongxiu, please stay here." Let's make a bowl of tea for us at home."

Hong Xiu stretched her body again, turned around and went back to the house, her movements seemed to be much easier when she left.

Song Huaichen stepped on the wooden plank, raised his head, and met Di Rongshan's interested eyes: "With me here, is it lively enough?"

"Fellow Daoist Di knows how to play and enjoy himself. With you here, he won't be lonely." Song Huaichen said, noticing that the two beauties beside Di Rongshan looked at him with more vigilance, as if they were guarding against competitors. Like eating in one bite.

Song Huaichen looked funny, and became more curious about Di Rongshan.

The beauties in Di Rongshan's house have a level of cultivation, some are as high as building a foundation, and some are outright mortals, but they are in the same room and get along well, at least in front of Di Rongshan.

At this moment, looking at the expressions of a man and a woman beside Yuanying, it can be seen that they have regarded each other as companions and want to work together to deal with Song Huaichen, an outsider.

They have feelings for Di Rongshan and don't want more people to share them.

Song Huaichen didn't believe that everyone in that room came to Di Rongshan at the same time, so how did the hostility and competition between them dissolve?

It's time to praise Di Rongshan for his skill.

His Nascent Soul cultivation base is real, and he can take into account common things and cultivation, Di Rongshan is indeed very powerful.

Song Huaichen wanted to see if his various behaviors towards him were really out of coveting for himself, or was he trying to use himself to catch up with Yue Nv?

It's been a while since I left Yingshan Lake. Song Huaichen found out that Guiyi Sect is the number one sect in Central Continent, and Lu Tingyun is a well-known young hero in the world of self-cultivation. Mr. Storyteller specializes in telling his stories.

Could Di Rongshan's target be Lu Tingyun?

After all, if he was only coveting himself, why would he say that going to the auction would bring everyone around Song Huaichen with him.

Is it generous?

It is too generous.

The speed of the broken plank was extremely fast, and the sound of the wind aroused when flying in the air seemed to be echoed by the tide, but after a while, several people arrived in front of the gate of Zhenbao Pavilion.

The magnificent Baoge, seven stories high, is the tallest building in Pingyang after the City Lord's Mansion.

The auction has been going on for a while, and the circle of people in front of the Zhenbao Pavilion are all people who want to enter but are not qualified to enter. When Di Rongshan stepped off the wooden plank, everyone looked back and gave way to him spontaneously. .Before the man could even show the jade slip to the waiter in front of the door, a clever young man ran over and escorted the group to the box on the second floor.

There are all kinds of melons, fruits and snacks in the box, the servant specially dimmed the candlelight after sending people in, Di Rongshan is used to it, Song Huaichen thinks it means a lot.

In the dim environment, accompanied by the two beauties, Di Rongshan did not do anything out of the ordinary. He opened his mouth to eat what they brought to his mouth, and kept his gaze on the auction stage.

The atmosphere at the scene was already heated up, and there was a constant sound of price increases. Di Rongshan looked at the auction items passing by like water on the stage, and had no intention of shouting at all.

"So, Song Daoyou, do you still find it lively?" Di Rongshan felt bored watching it for a while, and turned to talk to Song Huaichen.

The man in white was sitting in the dark room, his eyes were like stars soaked in cold water, cold and clear.

Di Rongshan shivered violently.

"It's lively," Song Huaichen replied, "How can the auction not be lively?"

What is being auctioned at the moment is a top-grade Great Returning Pill. The Great Returning Pill is made from 64 precious medicinal materials. As long as you have one breath left, you can save your life if you take the medicine.

Song Huaichen recognized Huang Yaoshi's voice from the shouts.

The price had already reached five hundred high-grade spirit stones, and Song Huaichen increased it to six hundred.

Huang Yaoshi obviously recognized Song Huaichen's voice, so he didn't raise the price, but someone else stepped in and called 610.

Huang Yaoshi followed immediately: "Six hundred and five!"

Those who call "610" immediately increase the price: "Seven hundred!"

Song Huaichen was waiting for Huang Yaoshi's response, but didn't follow up immediately, when he heard Di Rongshan report "one thousand".

Song Huaichen put down the teacup that he was holding in his hand because of boredom: "You Daoist Di is generous, I'll go and tell Huang Yaoshi, don't take people's love away."

He stood up as he spoke, and Di Rongshan didn't stop him from leaving, and said to him calmly: "I'm not interested in Dahuan Dan, so just treat it as a gift from me to you."

Cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-handed, Song Huaichen didn't want any gift, so he smiled politely at Di Rongshan, thinking that there are ways to return the gift, turned and left.

The Zhenbao Pavilion was overcrowded, but the corridor was empty. Everyone was staring at the things on the stage, and not a single one was shaking.

So when Song Huaichen saw the man in black leaning on the railing, he couldn't help but glance.

Just in line of sight.

The other party nodded politely, Song Huaichen bowed his head in return, and when he passed by, the man in black said, "I'm here to fetch the keel."

This sentence made Song Huaichen stop in his tracks.

The man in black had a smile on his lips, he looked gentle and amiable, but his demeanor was natural, and his cultivation could not tell the depth.

He said to Song Huaichen: "According to the rules of your Wuxiang Temple, let's make a price."