Rebirth of Adorable Immortal Journey

The Promise Palace, located in the far west, actually has a very special status in the cultivation world.

Here is almost the most powerful demon cultivator on the mainland, and its palace owner Zhuang Pengyang, Taoist Pengyang, is the only existing human cultivator in the transcending tribulation period.

That's right, although there is a word "yao" in the name, the "yaoxiu" is an out-and-out human cultivator.

From the moment they were born, they were no different from ordinary people, but because most of them awakened the mark of monsters in their blood after foundation establishment, they had some "shortcuts" and "methods" in cultivation that ordinary Taoists did not have.

They have both the advantages of being born with "intelligence" and monsters who are "objects of heaven and earth", and have unique conditions in cultivation.

It's like Lu Xiaoran, who has the same spiritual roots of wood and fire as the patriarch Hanyi of Qingyumen, so it is reasonable to say that his talents are similar.

But one established the foundation at the age of 50 and became a Nascent Soul just after 120 years old, while the other established the foundation at the age of 20, formed the alchemy at the age of 70, and became a Nascent Soul at the age of [-].

To a large extent, this is the gap caused by the difference in blood.

But precisely because of the monster blood in his body, the status of the demon cultivator in the eyes of other Taoist cultivators has become extremely embarrassing.

It's human beings, not monsters...but it's a different kind after all.

This is also why Yaoxiu is often disliked by the tribe after awakening the blood, and most of them leave the original family and move to the far west to live.

The former Lu Xiaoran was also born in a master of cultivation, and lived next to the Jinting Gate of the Lu family in Shanzhong.

From this point of view, Lu Xiaoran's life experience is similar to that of the original owner - both were born in a collateral line of the family, because the mother clan inherited the imprint of ancient monsters and beasts, and awakened a unique bloodline.

Of course, the family status of the Lu family in Shanzhong is quite a bit higher than that of the Xiao family in Mo Xun Mountain.

Although the Xiao family is a big family of alchemy, it is an ordinary branch of Mo Xunshan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are a vassal of Qingyumen.

But the Lu family is different, it was once even comparable to the Jintingmen, one of the two sects and four sects of one temple in the cultivation world, so even if Lu Xiaoran is a collateral descendant of the Lu family, he can be regarded as born in a high-ranking family.

Of course, even when he went to the far west with Lu Xiaoran, he didn't want to mention the Lu family in Shanzhong, and his father's family was also reluctant to admit that the owner of Luluo Palace of Wuji Palace was born in his own family.

Lu Xiaoran's childhood memories of the Lu family in Shanzhong are not very good, and he may hate the Lu family more than the Wuji Palace that killed him in the end.

If it wasn't for the owner of the Wuji Palace to persecute the Sumeru Realm in Lu Xiaoran's hands, Lu Xiaoran would probably stay there forever until he died of old age or fell.

In fact, the Promise Palace is not just one place, but the sum of seven palaces occupying the entire Far West.

Wuji, Lingxu, Ruoye, Lvluo, Jiaoyuan, Quanyuan, Yuanchen, all halls are controlled by demon cultivators.

Lu Xiaoran is in charge of Lu Luo, who ranks fourth in overall strength.

Generally, the hall master has some retinues and servants, who follow the hall master because of their admiration for his power.

There were two guardians under Lu Xiaoran's command, one of them died in order to protect him, and the other disappeared in the scuffle.

But now the female cultivator who stepped into the Jubao Pavilion was Ye Manzhu, the capable subordinate of the Lord of Ruoye Hall, named Chiyu Fairy.

This woman has the blood of the red bird, and she can barely be regarded as a Suzaku branch from the name, but in fact it is far from it.

But her temper is as fiery as her figure, and she is definitely something that most people can't afford to mess with.

Those men who don't have heads but only lust come together, nine out of ten will end up miserable, and one will end up extremely miserable.

But such a woman, in front of her palace lord, would become a well-behaved Jinque, a loyal and caring Hua Jieyu.

It can be seen that the master of Ruoye Hall is really well-mannered... Damn!

——It’s just a long-legged doll!Hehe, now we also need to add the shameless villain who is ungrateful for profit!

Just thinking about this "best friend" who caused him to fall into the dust, Xiao Ran felt extremely resentful and disgusted.

Although I don't know why Ye Manzhu from Ruoye Palace came to Huxi Mountain.

But with this girl's usual style, I'm afraid that Bai Xucheng has also arrived nearby, and the target is probably the Jubao Pavilion.

At this moment, Xiao Ran had already forgotten about the matter of "running away" just now.

Now he is full of thoughts about Bai Xucheng, wishing to take advantage of Qiao Heng's Dragon Yin to avenge himself immediately.

But he stood at the door, which aroused the other party's attention and dissatisfaction.

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Ye Manzhu hates others who are more beautiful than herself, no matter if the other party is male or female.

At the beginning, there was a master of the Luluo Palace who walked in front of her highness every day, so she didn't like a handsome man like Lu Xiaoran.

This time, I ran all the way from the far west to Huxi Mountain, and when I arrived at the destination, I met a flimsy little white flower, and Ye Manzhu responded very well.

She saw that the other party was wearing an ordinary robe, with no sect mark or aura of power on his body, and she thought that he was just a casual cultivator who came to participate in the trade fair—and he was also the kind of small casual cultivator who had just established his foundation.

Ye Manzhu had already been very irritable when she ran to these hypocritical Taoist places, but now that she saw a rookie in cultivation, she wanted to vent her emotions on him.

With a scolding "What do you see", Ye Manzhu instantly threw the magic weapon in her hand - the claw hook with the iron chain, and came straight to Xiao Ran's face!

Although Jubao Pavilion has guards to maintain order, it is difficult to react in a flash.

Seeing this claw go down, this young monk is either dead or disabled. Others are either indifferent, or sympathetic, or simply watching the excitement, thinking about how to deal with Jubao Pavilion afterwards...

Who knew that the claw hook looked menacing, but when it was about three feet away from Xiao Ran, it made a loud bang like hitting a gold stone, and the flames that rubbed against some barrier immediately scattered everywhere.

Not only did the claw hook not move forward, but was pushed back by some kind of force, almost hitting Ye Manzhu herself.

- Defensive magic weapon!And it's amazing!

This glamorous fairy is a Golden Core cultivator, and the claw hook in her hand should be a high-grade spiritual weapon. When the people present saw the fire light from the claw hook and the subsequent movement, they didn't understand it, and the young monk was not completely nothing to depend on.

Ye Manzhu was astounded but also alert, and took back her magic weapon.

"Dare." Accompanied by a majestic male voice, Ye Manzhu was pressed down by a huge force and immediately knelt down.

Xiao Ran snorted coldly in his heart, and then he didn't look at her anymore, and he didn't care about the shocked and terrified crowd around him, and went straight upstairs.

The casual cultivators in the lobby on the ground floor of Jubao Pavilion immediately panicked.

——I thought it was a small commotion where the golden core crushed the foundation, but it turned out that the foundation had a magic weapon that was not crushed. Who would have thought that there would be an ancestor of the God of Transformation in the Jubao Pavilion, and he seemed to be the backer of the foundation cultivator!

Now that the situation has turned around, everyone sighed in fear that this arrogant female cultivator might be kicked into a single piece this time, it's more ominous than good!

At this moment, a man in white walked into the pavilion with several followers, and bowed in the direction from which Jing Li came.

"Subordinates have nothing to do, and the younger generation has no way to control them, so I ask the seniors to be merciful."

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Ran, who had already walked up a flight of stairs, paused unconsciously, but quickly continued to walk up.

The white-clothed man had a sincere attitude, he immediately apologized on behalf of the servant, which might calm down the old ancestor above the high pavilion a little bit, although the other party's strength has not been withdrawn, but there is no next move after all.

The man in white looked at the back of the faraway figure, thoughtfully.

After a while, he said calmly: "Just kneel here and reflect on yourself." Obviously, he said to Ye Manzhu who was still suppressed on the ground.

No matter how domineering and pungent Ye Manzhu was, she was still full of fear in the face of the supernatural power that could crush her with just one finger.

Ye Manzhu felt so ashamed and blamed herself that the Lord of Lian Lian bowed her head to others, she could only kneel there without raising her head, even after the opponent's strength was withdrawn, she didn't dare to move at all.

But her heart turned from panic to anger.

——There is no way to hate that God Transformation Ancestor...then hate that little Foundation Establishment Xiu who tempted him to take action just now!

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Zhong Ming was flattering Qiao Heng, when he saw the expression on the other's ice-cold face move slightly.

Just when he was about to ask, he only heard Qiao Heng say "I dare", and then he felt oppressed all over his body, as if the cultivator of Huashen Sword had activated his realm power and exerted coercion.

Immediately realizing that what happened to the beautiful little foundation builder just now caused him to be angry, Zhong Ming, as the steward of Jubao Pavilion, quickly stated: "Go and bring that monk over immediately."

Then he hurriedly exited the private room and rushed downstairs, while exploring with his spiritual sense.

Immediately after seeing Xiao Ran walking up, Zhong Ming carefully looked at him, but he didn't see anything unusual about him, so he finally put his mind back.

"Ah, are you okay?" He asked with concern.

"It's okay." Xiao Ran looked at Zhong Ming who was a little more attentive than before, put away his cute appearance in front of Qiao Heng, and his face was full of indifference: "I didn't expect Jubao Pavilion to treat guests like this, it's really a feast for the eyes."

If he didn't feel that there was a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator later on, Zhong Ming would have said directly, "The Demon Cultivator is ignorant and disturbs your peace".

But the later one was not a good stubble, and could not be easily offended, so Zhong Ming could only apologize and bow down to a Foundation Establishment cultivator with the golden core.

It's also fortunate that the steward didn't say that the demon cultivator is not, otherwise someone who is Lu Xiaoran in his bones would definitely blow up immediately.

At this time, a man's voice came from behind: "The Taoist priest in front is waiting a moment."

Hearing this voice, Xiao Ran not only did not stop as he said, but asked as he walked, "Where is my ancestor?"

Seeing that Xiao Ran didn't want to talk to the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator at all, Zhong Ming had no choice but to salute the people downstairs, and then took Xiao Ran to the private room where Qiao Heng was.

Bai Xucheng didn't get angry or embarrassed when he saw the young monk ignoring him.

He smiled, and under the guidance of a steward of Jubao Pavilion, he entered another private room.

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When Xiao Ran saw Qiao Heng, although he knew that the other party already knew about it, he immediately put on a look of being greatly wronged, and complained: "If it wasn't for the ancestor, the disciple would have confessed to being in this ghost place today."

Even though he was accused, the manager of the "ghost place" who was following behind Xiao Ran had to apologize again.

Qiao Heng glanced at Xiao Ran, and said lightly, "Go out."

Zhong Ming naturally knew who he was speaking to, so he quickly left.

Without outsiders, Xiao Ran became more confident and recounted the thrilling situation just now, which was quite exaggerated.

It's rare that Qiao Heng didn't frown. When he finished speaking, he heard the other party ask: "Old Ancestor, what is there tonight that requires you to come to this ghost place in person?"

This Jubao Pavilion is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Huxi Mountain. It is also a place of geomantic omen, but it has been called a ghost place twice by Xiao Ran. If Zhong Ming is still there, he will probably hold back his old blood.

Qiao Heng has actually noticed that Xiao Ran's reaction at this moment is much more intense than usual. Although his behavior has not changed significantly, he always feels that it is slightly different from the past.

He thought that the other party was still worried about the unexpected situation just now, so he didn't interrupt at all, just listened to his complaints and vented his depression.

After Xiao Ran asked the question, he didn't expect to get an answer, but unexpectedly the other party said: "Dragon Scale."

Xiao Ran: "!!!"

So it's like this...it's Dragon Scale, no wonder Qiao Heng came all the way to have a look.

If Jubao Pavilion really has dragon scales, then it does have attractive capital.

It's just that I don't know the attributes, appearance, and quantity of the dragon scales...

"The dragon scale must belong to the ancestor! Those people are not worthy at all." Especially a certain Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator!

His resolute appearance did not impress Qiao Heng, and the sword repairman remained silent.

Disrupted by what happened just now, Xiao Ran remembered his original "plan" and sighed secretly that the opportunity was lost, so he could only think about it in the long run.

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In the evening, there was still a period of time before Jubao Pavilion began to officially bid. Xiao Ran sat in the room and did not want to go out again, so as not to meet someone who made him unable to stop his hatred.

So just let the little hairball out.

During these three days of traveling, Li Ran "could not protect himself", and of course it was impossible to let the little fur ball out to "suffer", so he kept letting it sleep in the beast ring.

At this moment, the little guy was full of sleep, and as soon as he came out, he threw himself on Li Ran's body. His little paws patted on Li Ran's legs, making a whimpering sound, showing a sense of grievance.

Xiao Ran glanced at Qiao Heng, seeing that he didn't have any special reaction to the "noise source", so he stroked the back of the little fur ball in peace of mind, as if to smooth its fur, while comforting (scaring) in a low voice: "Outside the way of the world It's hard, especially when you have a sinister heart, look at your small body, you don't have any flesh, if you let it out, you will be swallowed immediately, and there are no bones left!"

Qiao Heng looked at someone "scaremongering" speechlessly, uttering words to scare a little cat that hadn't been weaned yet.

Xiao Fuqiu also noticed that Xiao Ran's mood was different from usual, seemed extra irritable and dissatisfied, so he resolutely behaved.

It also took the initiative to stretch out a small claw to touch the back of Xiao Ran's hand, as if to comfort him.

Probably because there was Qiao Heng next to him, making people feel safe; there was a little fur ball in his arms acting coquettish and cute, making people feel relaxed and happy, Xiao Ran's heart suddenly calmed down.

——But when you meet a scumbag with no appearance, it’s fine to kill him when you have the opportunity and ability in the future, why bother to make yourself uncomfortable now?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran picked up the little fur ball, pinched its little ears, pinched its little paws, and occasionally stroked its little tail. In short, it was a great time to pass the time with the little fur ball.

But the little guy in his arms thought that Xiao Ran was playing with it. He was so happy that he rolled over with joy, showing his little furry belly from time to time, lying flat and letting Xiao Ran tease him.

What bloodlines of the Four Saints, what Jinshui twin spiritual roots, what sharp minions are all floating clouds~

"I just saw that there are many treasures such as beads in the list of Jubao Pavilion. If I have Lingshi, I will give it to you."

Xiao Ran's tone was quite helpless, and there was a hint of self-blame: "Other cats have beautiful toys to play with, but you can only play with stone balls. It's really pitiful..."

The sword cultivator sitting next to him: "..." You can speak more clearly, really.

However, this little monk was stronger than Qiao Heng thought.

He turned his head and asked Qiao Heng: "Old Ancestor, do you have any extra spirit stones? Can you lend me some? I will work harder and return them to you when I go back."

Qiao Heng: "..."

After a while, Zhong Ming was called into the private room again.

"You want treasures like beads?" Zhong Ming was a little puzzled at first, but then suddenly realized when he saw the little cat in Xiao Ran's arms.

——It seems that this powerful man feels sorry for his little servant, and wants to buy something to surprise him!

Zhong Ming didn't expect that this reckless swordsman would spend spirit stones on something other than the target, and said immediately: "Please wait a moment."

Afterwards, Zhong Ming ordered someone to hold a plate, which was covered with thick flannel, and five various beads lay quietly on the flannel, which was really beautiful.

There are two shark beads, one the size of a pigeon egg, the other the size of an egg, and a diamond glass bead. In addition, there are a pair of jade balls, which look warm in color and are very beautiful.

Zhong Ming is also smart, knowing that these beads are toys for kittens, so he only chooses ordinary jewelry that looks eye-catching but is actually not too expensive, so as not to waste money.

The little fur ball was already dizzy with joy when it saw the things on the flannel, and stretched out its little claws, eager to touch each one.

Fortunately, Xiao Ran had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed the little guy's little claws before he touched it.

——Otherwise, just a few times like this, and there are scratches on the beads, you really have to buy it if you don’t want to.

Xiao Ran patted its little butt, and said righteously: "How can you touch things that are not yours? Also, don't be greedy, this is given to you by the ancestor, there can only be one!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Qiao Heng, with an obedient appearance waiting for the other party to decide.

Little Maoqiu is not smart enough to understand what Xiao Ran is saying, but he has a good grasp of learning from others.

Seeing Xiao Ran looking at Jianxiu, it followed suit, tilted its head, and occasionally howled.

Looking at Qiao Heng with one master and one pet, Xiao Ran didn't say a request, but the anticipation in their eyes was really one!mold!one!Sample!

Qiao Heng: "..."

After a long while, even Zhong Ming felt that Qiao Heng might regret it and didn't plan to buy things with spirit stones, so he suddenly said, "Leave them all."

Zhong Ming was a little surprised when he heard the words, but he waited for Qiao Heng to make a decision, and immediately smiled when he got the letter of approval: "Just now, our guards were not good enough, and the Taoist priest was harassed, these beads should be regarded as an apology, Wang Haihan. "

Xiao Ran was just happy, when he heard Zhong Ming's words, he couldn't help thinking: "The manager of Jubao Pavilion is really good at it."

Leaving aside the issue of the compensation, let Qiao Heng make the decision, which is very different from saying that it is an compensation at the beginning, and the beads are given away for free.

It can make Qiao Heng stand out, but it doesn't cost him a penny - even Xiao Ran himself admits that this way of handling is very flattering.

However, no matter whether Jubao Pavilion pays the bill or Qiao Heng pays the bill, the things belong to him anyway, so he immediately said: "Thank you, ancestor."

After speaking, put the little fur ball on the flannel, let it "say hello" to its new toy, and "get to know" each other.

The little fur ball is also welcome, one by one bead, after a while, each bead has a "mark of love" on it, and it is completely owned by the little fur ball.

Qiao Heng and Zhong Ming, who were watching all this, said: "..."

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The little plush ball has a new toy and is having a great time playing on the floor of the room.

After all, the bead is a hard object, rolling around on the ground will always make a sound, but it does not affect the sword cultivator's meditation at all.

He didn't open his eyes until the official bidding session started.

After the foundation is established, you can eat bigu, not to mention the ancestor of Huashen, Qiao Heng and Xiao Ran don't need to eat, but it doesn't mean that no one in their room (meow) wants to eat.

Jubao Pavilion is also amazing, and even managed to find a portion of goat milk, so that the little hairball can play without being hungry.

After playing with new toys, the little furball seemed a little sleepy after eating and drinking.

But it stayed in the beast-controlling ring for three days. At this time, it was forced to stay awake, and wanted to stay with li xuan.

Xiao Ran watched it squatting in his arms with great interest, its little head bit by bit, its eyes narrowed, it just didn't lie down, dangled there, almost fell asleep all of a sudden, all of a sudden Woke up staggeringly again, feeling extremely happy.

After stroking its small head, Xiao Ran put it in his arms, and then patted the fluff on its back: "Take a rest, good boy."

When the little guy really curled up into a little fur ball and fell asleep obediently in Xiao Ran's arms, the bidding session of Jubao Pavilion officially started.

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Although Zhong Ming is the chief manager of Jubao Pavilion here, he is not the one who presides over the bidding, but another Golden Core cultivator.

Xiao Ran looked at the inner courtyard from the window of the private room, and found that there were at least fifty private rooms surrounding the inner courtyard, and all of them had their windows open.

Beside Huashen Patriarch, Xiao Ran was not afraid of being watched by others.

——Dare to make small moves beside the ancestor of the god of transformation, unless it is another god of transformation, or a great power to cross the catastrophe...

But Taoist Pengyang is in the far west, so although the dragon scales are precious, it won't attract him.

As for the ancestors known on the mainland, most of them are patriarchs or elders of the sect. Even if they want this dragon scale, they will not come to the site of the Sanxiu League in person, and most of them will let the disciples run errands.

He is probably the only one like Qiao Heng who is not even an elder and ran over with a laggard attendant.

Because the people in these rooms have concealed their coercion just like Qiao Heng did before, making it impossible for people to find out.

In addition, after what happened just now, everyone already knew that there was a Huashen sword cultivator in this building, and they were a little hesitant to bid, but it was everyone's unanimous choice to hide their aura and avoid its edge.

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At this time, Ye Manzhu was still kneeling at the door and did not dare to get up. Bai Xucheng was surrounded by only a man in black and a few attendants.

The man in black was named Wu Ya, and he was also Bai Xucheng's capable subordinate. Seeing that the palace master was not looking at the courtyard, and the mortal looked to the side, he said worriedly: "Your Highness, should we..."

"There are a lot of seniors, and that matter has probably been exposed, but Manzhu has to kneel until they leave," Bai Xucheng said lightly, "It's time to teach her a lesson, or else it will be a big disaster sooner or later."

"She can still listen to what His Highness says, so you can talk more about her."

"I've said enough... In fact, what a person is like in his bones cannot be changed." It is determined by the soul, how can it be changed?

What he's really worried about now is that Qingyumen's Huashenjian Xiu.

——Although there are still a few ancestors of Huashen on the main road, but he is so young, and he is a sword cultivator, and he is not a member of the Shoushan Sword Sect with eyes on the top of his head. It can only be Qiao Heng from Qingyumen. up.

Don't even think about it, he definitely heard the rumor of "Dragon Scale" and came to have a look.

And this so-called rumor was actually mostly leaked by people from the Sanxianmeng or Jubao Pavilion themselves, the purpose is to attract these powerful people.

With Qiao Heng around, if he is determined to participate in the bidding, no one else will dare to compete with him.

Even if there are monks from other sects in those rooms, it is impossible to resist them at this time.As a result, they have even fewer opportunities.

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It stands to reason that if everyone already knows that the finale will be a relatively rare treasure, then the reaction in the previous bidding process will be relatively mediocre.

Because people with similar strength have to work hard and put all their property on the last baby, so they are not willing to share the chips now.

But tonight the situation is very different.

Many people have started bidding for the first few treasures.

"They knew that they couldn't compete with the ancestors, so they gave up on their own initiative. They still have the foresight." Leaning by the window, Xiao Ran watched other people's "enthusiastic" participation, and made sarcastic remarks.

He didn't care whether Qiao Heng paid any attention to it, so he said to himself: "Old Ancestor, that feather coat is not as high as the one I am wearing, and it costs 200 yuan for high-grade spirit stones. Could it be that these monks were stimulated and became stupid?" Yet?"

"Nonsense." A cold voice came from behind.

That tone was a bit cold, but Xiao Ran was not afraid at all.

——Speaking nonsense, it is this righteous sword cultivator expressing his stance, feeling that what he said just now was too arrogant... But he didn't say "speak cautiously", that means he didn't stop him from speaking~

However, while he was talking, he still did not forget to flatter the "golden master", seemingly very excitedly said: "That feather coat costs 200 yuan for top-grade spirit stones, so my sleeve fluttering wind is worth at least 400 yuan, oh no, it's worth 500 yuan High-grade spirit stone... Patriarch, you are so kind to me!"

Jianxiu didn't say "nonsense" this time, and he didn't know whether he was admitting that the wind in his sleeves was worth a lot, or the fact that he was "too nice to him".

As the bidding became more and more late, the treasures that appeared became more and more precious.

In the beginning, there were some middle-grade magic tools and exercises, but in the second half, starting from the feather coat, they were all high-grade spiritual weapons and other treasures, showing the strength of Jubao Pavilion or Sanxiu League to the fullest.

Xiao Ran was not surprised at all.

Most casual cultivators are relatively weak because they do not have sects.The most powerful monk in the entire Sanxiu League is the leader Zhuoxi Daoist, a Nascent Soul monk, and in the Qingyu Gate, he is only the leader of a peak.

However, there are a large number of monks under the Sanxiu League, and the power they gather cannot be underestimated, so they can keep pace with the one temple, two sects and four sects including Qingyumen.

Moreover, these casual cultivators are not protected by the sect, nor are they restricted by the sect, so in some respects they are even more free and comfortable than the disciples of the big sect.

As far as Lu Xiaoran knows, there are many demon cultivators in the Loose Cultivator League. These demon cultivators are afraid of the harsh environment and competition in the Far West, but they are not accepted by the cultivation sects, so they join the Loose Cultivator League and find a place of shelter. Place.

This also fully shows that the environment in the Loose Cultivation League is relatively open.

It is precisely this kind of environment that makes the San Xiumeng develop extremely rapidly. It has already reached a considerable scale in less than a thousand years, and it is growing stronger.

So it's not surprising that they can find these things.

Of course, most of them were not obtained by the Sanxiu League, but were consigned by someone who was unwilling to show up. As for how they obtained these treasures, the Sanxiu League kept a tight-lipped mouth and never revealed them to the outside world, because their integrity is convincing.

Xiao Ran just came to watch the fun, although he was disturbed before and was in a bad mood, but when he returned to Qiao Heng's side, he had a little fur ball to play with, and after recovering slowly, he concentrated on watching the fun.

In fact, he didn't care much about those feather clothes, exercises, etc. He just hoped that the dragon scale would appear soon so that he could see the real good things.

Soon to the penultimate treasure.

When the brocade box was opened, it caught li xuan's attention.

——Hey, isn’t this the Boshan furnace I bought back then?Why did it appear here again? !

Xiao Ran's whole body stood up, almost sticking his head out.

At this time, the Jindan monk who presided over the bidding introduced: "This bronze Boshan furnace is called Yunluan, and it is a top-grade spiritual weapon."

I saw that the whole body of the Naboshan furnace is covered with cloud patterns, and the upper part of the furnace plate and the furnace cover cast towering Cuiwei mountains.

Holes are freely carved along the mountain on the furnace cover, and even the mountain scenery is carved vividly.Tigers and leopards are running around in the mountains, and even small monkeys can be seen squatting on the peaks and jumping and playing among the shadows of trees.

The base of the Boshan furnace is in the shape of three dragons spouting water, with the faucet supporting the furnace plate, which is exquisite and gorgeous.

But just an ornament, definitely cannot be called a high-grade spiritual weapon.

This bronze Boshan furnace has a similar function to the nine-turn lotus furnace that Qiao Heng gave to Xiao Ran.

That is, after burning incense, it can make people calm their minds and minds, which is helpful for meditation and promotion of cultivation. It can not only prevent monks from being unable to calm down due to too many distracting thoughts, but even to a certain extent eliminate demons from disturbing the body.

This kind of spiritual weapon is actually not very useful to people with a firm mind, it can only be regarded as better than nothing.

Just like Lu Xiaoran back then, purely because he liked to make the Lvluo Temple shrouded in smoke, like a fairy mountain, so he collected a lot of incense burners, furnace tripods and other incense burning utensils back home.

But for those who have looming inner demons, this bronze Boshan furnace is a rare magic weapon.

So as expected, as soon as the monk presiding over the bidding finished explaining its function, someone immediately began bidding.

Now Xiao Ran can't hear how many spirit stones they called, he just wants to curse people now.

——Meow meow, the Luluo Temple of this deity will not be copied by those hozens, right? !

With the death of the hall master and the lack of competition for the new head of the hall, the Luluo Hall is bound to be in chaos.

At this time, someone took away the spirit weapon that he had no time to take away, and then secretly sold it, it was nothing more than natural.

As long as he thinks of how much time he has put in so much effort to make the beautiful Luluo get touched by others, Xiao Ran finally realizes what it means to feel like a knife is piercing his heart.

Just when Xiao Ran made any movement, Qiao Heng noticed it.

——If it was said that Xiao Ran still had nothing to do with him just now, he could talk nonsense and judge others arbitrarily "whether it's worth buying or not", then now he cares too much about the bronze Boshan furnace...

In fact, his reaction surprised Qiao Heng.

In fact, even if li xuan wanted something from him every time, the anticipation in the other party's eyes was always filled with a trace of indifference that was deeply hidden.

It was as if Qiao Heng agreed to him, and he would be very happy, but if he didn't agree, it didn't matter, it wouldn't affect his mood very much.

The whole body is tense like this, wanting to look but not looking, of course it is very special.

Qiao Heng seldom glanced at it with his spiritual sense, and frowned slightly.

——Although this Boshan furnace is a high-grade spiritual weapon, if it is compared with the nine-turn lotus treasure furnace in Xiao Ran's hand, it is still more than a little bit worse, so what is there to care about?

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When the brocade box was opened, Wu Ya glanced at Bai Xucheng.

People outside have already begun asking for the price impatiently. This baby is obviously a hot item.

Seeing that Bai Xucheng hadn't issued an order for a long time, Wu Ya couldn't help but remind him: "Your Highness."

Bai Xucheng looked at the Boshan furnace lying quietly in the brocade box waiting for its new owner below, not knowing what he was thinking, and fell silent for a long time.

Bai Xucheng nodded slightly when the people below were all busy, and Wu Ya immediately took out the jade tokens representing them and called for the price.

——This is the real purpose of their trip, there must be no mistakes!

Wu Crow called for a price of 500 yuan for top-grade spirit stones, which was already the same as the price Lu Xiaoran paid for this Boshan furnace back then. There is no such thing as appreciation and depreciation in the cultivation world. Good things are always good, and bad things are always good. It can never be sold at a high price.

A few more people robbed Wuya one after another, and when the 700 yuan high-grade spirit stone was reached, Wuya was the only one left to make a sound.

Just when Wu Ya was relieved and was about to wait for the Golden Core cultivator to knock on the board, everyone heard a voice.

"Eight hundred." The voice came from the ancestor of Huashen who had just deterred the banshee cultivator!

Wu Crow was startled immediately, and subconsciously looked at his Highness, but saw that his brows were tightly furrowed, and seemed to be troubled by this matter as well.

"Your Highness?" Wu Ya didn't dare to make decisions without authorization, so she asked.

"Shout again." Although the sword cultivator had already spoken and never let go of his identity as the ancestor of Huashen to end the bidding, Bai Xucheng didn't want to give up just yet.

Although there was an order from His Royal Highness, Wu Ya was very nervous when he spoke after cultivating the Sword of Transformation, and his voice was no longer firm: "Eight hundred...850."

No one expected that there would still be people who would dare to fight with the ancestor, and there was silence outside for a while.

After a while, the Jindan cultivator came to his senses and was about to continue the process, but the ancestor made another sound.

"one thousand."

According to the estimation of Jubao Pavilion and the experience of the last sale, it is already unexpected that this Boshan Furnace can sell 700 yuan of high-grade spirit stones this time. Make people not panic.

Wu Ya looked at Bai Xucheng, and seeing him close his eyes, he knew that he didn't need to make any more noise, and he was relieved in his heart.

——If he was asked to shout a number after Huashen Patriarch, he probably wouldn't be able to bear it.

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Not only the people outside were stunned, but Xiao Ran who was sitting in the private room with Qiao Heng was also a little confused.

He was still angry about Wucrow's bid just now, but now the situation suddenly changed.

——Huh?How did the Boshan furnace get into Qiao Heng's hands?Isn't this sword cultivator coming for Dragon Scale?

However, without an explanation, and without giving Xiao Ran time to ask questions, this old thing of Lu Xiaoran has a new owner, and everything is settled.

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The Bronze Boshan Furnace has already fallen to the ancestor's house, and the next one is the debut of the much-anticipated finale!

When the Golden Core cultivator who was hosting said the word "Dragon Scale", the venue was completely silent again.

On the one hand, it is because the "gossip" that we knew at the beginning was confirmed, and everyone still needs time to digest it. On the other hand, everyone has guessed that the ancestor of the sword cultivator came for Longlin, so they didn't dare to bid for a while. .

Xiao Ran looked at the scene and suddenly increased from three Golden Core monks to five Golden Core monks, and there was a Nascent Soul with a shadowy aura.

And the blue-black scales in the brocade box, I don't know how long it has been peeled off from the original owner, but there is still coercion, showing the blood of this piece of dragon scales.

However, at this moment, Xiao Ran, who had observed for a while, frowned.

——Hey, why is this dragon scale so weird?