I have been a matchmaker for the hero for those years

What Qiu Zhiqiu wanted to ask was that he had nothing to say, it would be better if he could take the initiative to give up the position, but he didn't expect to be turned into an army.

This is really in line with the saying: the way is different, do not seek each other.

If you don't agree with the reasoning, just do it directly.

Xuanshang was still talking: "Your talented apprentices have been recruited one after another. The Wangjing you brought back recently, have you ever thought about going too far? Several spiritual mines are also in your hands, and I will be the head. You have to take it away, if Master Uncle is here, he will stand by my side when he sees you being so mean."

Qiu Zhiqiu looked at him quietly, he didn't even accept the apprentice, you still want to accept?

Have you ever thought that you are the one who cultivates gods, Wangjing is also a gods practiced, I have to risk being overwhelmed by the male master, are you sure you want to accept an apprentice whose cultivation level is higher than yours in a few decades?

When the time comes, you will call him Shishu instead?I'm afraid your demons won't agree.

No matter how many reasons there are in the head, I can't explain it clearly, but it just strengthened Qiu Zhiqiu's thoughts-since you don't let go, I will hit you until you let go!

The head of the sect was still about to say something, so Qiu Zhiqiu sent him out of Langshan with a flick of his sleeves.

During the collision of spiritual power, he fell unsteadily outside Langshan Mountain, and was watched by the passing disciples. The master snorted angrily and returned to his own Zhenghong Peak.

Just happened to meet the little apprentice who was out of breath, and when he saw it, he immediately came up to salute respectfully: "I pay homage to Master, I haven't seen Master for a long time."

Xuanshang looked at the little apprentice lovingly: "I have wronged you, I can't go out for so long." His apprentice is not inferior to those people in talent, and he was dragged down by this injury.

"Go to the classics room if you have nothing to do, and you won't be troubled by this anymore." Xuanshang handed over a sign and said with concern, but he couldn't notice the disappointed eyes of his apprentice after he left.

The campaign to investigate the disciples of the Demon Sect has already begun. On the first day, more than a dozen disciples of the Demon Sect were found. The other elders were surprised and at the same time increased the censorship. Even though he knew it this time, he didn't stand up to object, because he knew that objecting was useless.

When the interests of all but him are in agreement, he cannot check and balance.

Qingwei didn't leave the customs, Qiu Zhiqiu couldn't go away, and someone had to deal with the affairs on Langshan Mountain. This day, as usual, he picked up the dossier from below, but saw someone noticed the spirit weapon with the Lou family's mark, appearing in the magic hall. At the auction near the sect, the spirit weapon was none other than the narrow sword forged by the Lou family's craftsman for the young master.

Qiu Zhiqiu was in a dilemma now, he couldn't walk away, but he couldn't just ignore the presence of descendants of the Lou family around there.

If it doesn't work, just wait for Qingwei to leave the customs and go to the auction when the time comes, no matter how late you go, it's better than not going at all.

Fortunately, two days later, Qing Wei left the customs.

When I left the gate, there were no thunder steps and no abnormal phenomena, and everything looked calm and breezy. Qingwei knelt outside the Shuiyun Cave where Qiu Zhiqiu was meditating, with a wish-fulfilling smile on her face: "Master, this disciple has broken through. It's gone." Although he only broke through one level, he had been stuck on this level for decades, and only after being broken did he realize the shackles in his heart. One can imagine the joy today.

Qiu Zhiqiu meditated for a whole week before he opened his eyes. Someone came in to look up and down. He nodded in agreement and said, "I was still worried that Qingyun would surpass you one day, so don't worry about it now." He paused, but he remembered it for a long time.

Qing Wei said: "Master, you don't have to worry about Second Junior Brother. Junior Brother doesn't leave traces in his heart. Although he is a little impulsive, he has a good nature. Even if his cultivation base is the highest among our senior brothers in the future, nothing will go wrong."

Qiu Zhiqiu smiled strangely, saying that who is more impulsive than you, which of the three juniors has not been beaten by you?

"Since you've come out, come with me to the Demon Sect." Qiu Zhiqiu made arrangements without giving Qingwei the option to say no.

The Demon Sect is not as powerful as the Four Great Immortal Sects. It only occupies a corner of the land close to the Western Regions, but it can't be killed or cleared.

Qingwei had doubts in her heart, and she didn't ask if the master didn't tell him, and just followed around along the way.

The flying cloud boat they ride is the favorite spiritual tool of casual cultivators. When not in use, it can be turned into the size of a palm, and it can be put into a storage ring, which is very convenient.

Qiu Zhiqiu had no intention of confronting the Demon Sect right now, so he entered the city in a low-key manner. This city is probably the best city to break through in the Immortal Realm. There are no guards at the gates, and there is no formation guard in the city. It is for the convenience of the demon cultivators. , It is also used to conceal the identity. It is said that the one who built this city was a casual cultivator.

It's better to come early than coincidental, Qiu Zhiqiu arrived just in time for the second half of the auction, pinched a piece of the God of Refinement sign at the door, Qiu Zhiqiu signaled Qingwei to pinch one too, and the two were led to the box on the second floor.

Although the attacking spirit weapon is easy to find, no one thinks there are too many defensive magic weapons. Qiu Zhiqiu flipped over the top, and the defense auctioned later has a Feikui mask, which can cover the monk's spiritual sense from being seen through. Good but of no use to him, he went to see Qingwei.

"If you want anything, just take a picture." Qiu Zhiqiu said, besides looking at the level of the demon cultivator, it was a surprise that he could auction off a suitable spiritual weapon.

Pointing at a narrow sword, Qingwei hesitated and said: "Third Junior Brother lacks a sword like this, but he prefers to be ornately decorated, but this one is dull and... tattered..." As he spoke, he wanted to withdraw himself If you don't want to talk about the third junior brother, even if you give it to him, you have to hesitate.

"Take a picture and keep it with me." Qiu Zhiqiu said without hesitation when he saw the sword he was pointing at.

The sword that Qingwei pointed at was the hero's. Although the scabbard was damaged, it was made by the Lou family for the young master. At this moment, all the rare attribute spirit stones on the scabbard were deducted. If it wasn't for the sword The sharp edge of the body is endless, and the material used for the scabbard is also excellent. It will definitely not be placed in the second half of the auction booklet.

After a tortoise shell that was used for divination by the predecessors was auctioned off, it was the sword.

"Don't look at the broken shell of this sword, but this sword is a high-grade spiritual weapon. It was produced by a big family. The auction hall has removed the mark on it. You can take pictures without worrying about being found." After the auctioneer made a small joke , took out the iron sword wood from the auction hall, stabbed it hard, and the sword body sank four inches.

The monks below were originally interested, but when they saw this, they became excited immediately. What's the use of a broken scabbard? Assassination, wouldn't it be sure to die if there was no precaution during the body entry period.

"The auction starts at [-] low-grade spirit stones, and the minimum price increase is [-] low-grade spirit stones. One medium-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one hundred and two low-grade spirit stones in real time." The auctioneer said his price.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone held up a sign: "Thirty-five hundred spirit stones."

After a while, voices came and went, shouting up to [-] low-grade spirit stones, which is more than doubled.

Qingwei stopped talking at [-], no matter how many more he had no spirit stone, so he couldn't help but go to see Master.

Qiu Zhiqiu looked at the shouting monks below, none of them were hiding their figures, and he didn't see any relationship with the Lou family, so he was immediately disappointed.

Shouting to 8 below, when the other side didn't raise their cards again, Qiu Zhiqiu motioned to Qingwei and shouted: "8."

The man was already at the end of his strength, and when the auctioneer above was about to make a decision, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "8."

Qiu Zhiqiu leisurely shouted: "Eighty-three thousand."

From the beginning to the end, Qiu Zhiqiu didn't find anyone related to the Lou family. When he got the sword, he asked that person: "Can you help us ask if the original owner is willing to sell the spirit stone on it, my brother?" The two are willing to pay a high price, it has been a long time since I saw such a beautiful narrow sword, if you don't want to, you can sell us an example of the original appearance of this sword, and we will make it according to it." He stuffed the two in the middle Lingshi

Qingwei who was behind her choked when she heard "two brothers", and then lowered her head so as not to reveal her expression.

When Qiu Zhiqiu finished delivering the spirit stones, he stuffed an extra middle-grade spirit stone in, and the man hesitated, one middle-grade spirit stone was worth a hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Qiu Zhiqiu walked out slowly, and before reaching the gate, he heard hurried footsteps behind: "Wait a minute, that person agrees to have a meeting."

Qiu Zhiqiu was taken aback when he saw that person, and when the other party saw Qiu Zhiqiu, he ran away subconsciously. Qiu Zhiqiu restrained him effortlessly, and asked directly, "How did the Lou family's sword get into your hands?"

Qingwei asked: "Master knows?"

Qiu Zhiqiu touched his face and peeled off a flesh-colored film as thin as a cicada's wing: "He is Wangjing's subordinate."

The face below is somewhat similar to Wang Jing, but the skin on the face is stiff, unable to make any expressions.

Thinking back to the big movie I saw that day, what did you want to do to cultivate so many doubles of yourself?

The author has something to say: Wangjing: Do something unusual!