Qingping Creek, a meandering water drinking fountain, is an elegant place. A dozen monks have already arrived first and are enjoying tea, drinking, or playing chess in the pavilion.

There are beautiful girls wearing gorgeous silks all around, dancing and singing gracefully.

The people in the center include a fat monk, an elegant scribe, and a gorgeous and plump woman.

Although the rest of the people present have their own special qualities, these three people are still vaguely the core.

At this moment, a yellow spiritual light suddenly flew in, and was caught by the beautiful woman in white, holding it in her hand and entering it into her consciousness.

After a moment, she covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes shaking with wild thoughts: "The old ghost from the Jie family has also come here. Over the years, he has devoted himself to cultivating Taoism and ignored foreign affairs. I thought he would not do it this time.

I came before the meeting, but I didn’t expect..."

"As long as Mrs. Luo has trained her daughter, who will never forget her once she has tasted it? He understands that Jingliang is an ordinary person, and of course he is not exempt from vulgarity."

The fat monk on the side said this. Every time he breathed and breathed, the fat on his body was undulating, like layers of waves, but his eyes as big as soybeans were fixed on the graceful Mrs. Luo, as if they were ready at any time.

It is possible to pounce on it and enjoy it to your heart's content.

"Somewhere, maybe she came here to seek the Buddha's elixir." Being stared at by the fat monk, the beautiful woman seemed a little frightened, as if she had unintentionally hidden herself in the shadow of the elegant scribes around her.

Mrs. Luo came from a leftist family. Because her "daughter" was docile, well-behaved, and had abundant vitality, she was somewhat famous among the leftists. Of course, she was not a young child herself. If she was stared at by others in such a way,

Maybe in a few words, a deal can be agreed upon, and the two parties can get along and achieve good things.

But the person in front of her was different. Mrs. Luo knew clearly in her heart that there was greed in the other person's eyes when she looked at her. However, what was hidden in this greed was not lust, but appetite.

There are four major dangerous places near Xuanguang Mountain: the Abyss of White Bones, the Home of the Dead, the Cliff of No Return, and Huiyuntian. Among them, Huiyuntian's ten thousand-year foundation is the most unfathomable, but if one does not take the initiative to enter Huiyuntian, the strange and dangerous places in Huiyuntian

Evil will not invade the outside world.

On the contrary, it is the White Bone Abyss, the Dead Man's Country, and the Cliff of No Return that were created based on the dirty cloud sky. These three areas are all occupied by the evil giants of the current world. The fat monk was born in the White Bone Abyss, and the Taoist teachings taught by his sect are the first.

One sentence, at the beginning, says:

"The immortal tree hangs down from the sky, and the immortal bones are dug out from the grave."

"Tao Zun drank the blood plasma while the old Buddha ate the dried meat."

The shortcut to becoming an immortal is to eat an immortal and refine his essence, blood and soul, thereby transforming his body into another form.

Baiguyuan is good at the art of alchemy, and mostly uses living beings and even monks to refine elixirs. However, at the same time, the elixirs refined by this demon sect are indeed miraculous: they can repair the body, increase skills, and break through bottlenecks. No one dares to say that.

There must be no time to use them.

Therefore, from a good point of view, although the White Bone Abyss Tradition originated from the land of Zhongzhou, it was expelled to a barbaric land and took root near Huiyuntian in Yanzhou in the Southern Region. Although it was controlled by other sects and families,

They join forces to suppress, but the inheritance of the Taoism is immortal. The reason is very simple. The monks in this area need to survive and gain strength to fight against the monsters of the Southern Wilderness. In this case, the magic way is the magic way, the Taoism that can make people survive.

This is the true Dao Dharma.

Therefore, from the perspective of evil, although the immortal cultivators in the Tongxuan cultivation world were ordinary mortals before they practiced, after cultivating to the Zifu realm, they have lived in isolation for hundreds of years, except for those Mao who just went up the mountain.

Boys, I'm afraid not many monks can still clearly remember that they are human beings...

In short, no matter which angle you look for the origin, Baiguyuan has survived, and it can even give birth to monks from the Purple Mansion, sitting in the center of the banquet in this secret place in the mountain.

As for Mrs. Luo, who looks delicate and beautiful, she was born in Wuhui Cliff, one of the four most dangerous places. Her fearful posture at this moment arouses the deepest desire in people's hearts, wanting to ravage her.

Want to conquer, want to maintain.

The demonic cultivators in the White Bone Abyss devoured flesh and blood and even spit out bones. There are countless mortals and monks in the world who could never come out after entering the Cliff of No Return. Their essence, blood, and marrow would melt into mud.

"Okay, you two, stop making trouble. This old man is called Mingfeng Taoist. He has stirred up troubles in recent years, and he has also accumulated a lot of wealth overtly and secretly. Call him in, but don't let this guest

I’m so anxious to wait.”

The elegant scribe said this. There was an extremely ferocious sword mark on his cheek, which made his originally white and beardless handsome appearance look ferocious and terrifying.

At this moment, I lightly trace it with my fingers, and it feels shocking to watch it.

"Speaking of which, this old guy and I still have some old grudges. We have been friends for many years, and it is really a joy to meet again today."

At this time, Xie Jingliang had already walked in with a young Taoist priest with a handsome face.

Both of them had uncovered their cultivation, so there was no need to explain Jingliang. He had always had some reputation among the Zuo Dao monks near Xuanguang Mountain. The young Taoist was deliberately confusing others, as if he was telling the truth.

Lies, the truth can sometimes have an effect that lies cannot.

Among the powerful leftists present, there were many masters who were good at identifying bone age in physiognomy. Some of them quickly realized that Zhang Lie was only eighty or ninety years old. At this age, this level of cultivation is rare among the monks of the Zi Mansion.

.

Even if someone is much higher in realm and strength than him, his potential and value must be considered.

Xie Jingliang walked in with Zhang Lie, and when he saw the scribe in white sitting in the center of the crowd, he secretly thought: "Bitterness."

The so-called enemies feel extremely guilty when they meet, but at this time, there is no room for him to retreat. Xie Jingliang can only guide Zhang Lie beside him and walk slowly.

The closer he got, the more Zhang Lie observed that the secret place in the mountain seemed to be beautiful, but in fact, it was filled with evil spirits.

Especially when his eyes glanced at the beautiful singing girls who kept dancing, a look of compassion flashed in his eyes.

"The art of painted skin puppets, I didn't expect that the demonic cultivators near Xuanguang Mountain are so rampant. Yes, many left-handed demonic cultivators are hunted down by the decent monks. They have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. When they come to the vicinity of Huiyuntian, as long as they study some

If you use this method, you can sneak into the Huiyuntian to avoid being chased."

"Without adequate preparation, the dirty clouds and fierce light can easily contaminate and damage even the monks in the Golden Core Realm. This is enough for the vast majority of evil spirits."

As far as the decent monks are concerned, they have suppressed most of the evil cultivators of the Left Dao in this small area. If they continue to pursue them, they have to worry about the opponent jumping over the wall and fighting to the death. At the same time, the special environment of Hui Yuntian is too dangerous.

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The situation within Huiyuntian will change, and every time a change occurs, countless monks will die without a burial place.

For the monks near Xuanguang Mountain, the arrival of the demonic cultivators has greatly improved the local monks' foundation and strength. Although the demonic cultivators are still poisonous, they are still comparable to the monsters.

As far as the mortals in this area are concerned, after all, the demonic cultivators only harm a few people. No matter how bad the demonic cultivators are, they can still protect most of the human race from the perspective of protecting property, so that the human race here will not be devoured and destroyed by the most powerful monsters.

If it can be passed on, no matter how good those decent monks are, they cannot stay in this remote place for a long time. Survival or destruction? This has never been a question.

Survival is not guaranteed, and for most people it is ridiculous to talk about anything else.

"Fellow Daoist Jie, I haven't seen you for many years. Your skills seem to be declining instead of advancing."

Just as Xie Jingliang and Zhang Lie entered the banquet, the middle-aged scribe opposite gently stroked the scar on his cheek and said something meaningful.

"Haha, no matter where you are, Taoist friend Dugu is even more elegant than before. This is what comforts me. When I said goodbye back then, I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime."

"Zhang Daoyou, I didn't want to get involved in this trip, but I got you involved. The old Taoist really didn't mean to do this. This Duguhan is the most outstanding disciple of this generation in the Dead Man's Village. He once competed with the old Taoist for a treasure a hundred years ago. That time, the old Taoist

A Taoist friend came to his aid and managed to suppress him..."

In that fight, Xie Jingliang seemed to win but was actually defeated because one of his friends was infected with Duguhan's evil spirit blood. Although he could barely hold on at the time, he died soon after. Xie Jingliang was still honest and treated him afterwards.

Many of his relatives and descendants were taken care of, and the expenses were huge. Strictly speaking, although he won that battle, he received almost no advantage. Instead, he lost a Taoist friend and made enemies like Duguhan.

It's just that in that situation, there was really no choice. Even if they didn't take action against Duguhan, Duguhan might not be willing to let them go, just like the current situation.

However, Duguhan will not attack immediately. Although the demonic monks act carelessly, the reason for holding this ceremony is to obtain cultivation resources. If he starts from the beginning, all the hostility will be concentrated on

In his case, although Duguhan was arrogant, he was not that stupid.

As the Zuodao monks near Xuanguang Mountain gradually arrived, the bidding auction began. Various treasures came out one by one. Even Zhang Lie consciously opened his eyes:

Earth Yin Poison Mist, a type of alien Yin evil, once it sticks to the body, rotting skin and rotting flesh, causing it to wail and die, it has a miraculous effect on both human monks and monsters.

If there are special skills in cultivation, you can also practice them into your own physical body to enhance your Dharma body cultivation.

Zhang Lie himself has also cultivated the Five Poisons and Evil Elements. This Yin Poison Mist can be said to be a great help for him. However, when he saw the bidding price of the left Daoist monks, Zhang Lie immediately lost interest.

There is really no need to pay such a high price for supplements that are dispensable.

The Yin Leizi, the White Lotus Platform, and all those that appeared later are all powerful treasures for monks in the Purple Mansion Realm, either used for attacking or to assist in cultivation. The only thing they have in common is that they are valuable, or they need to be equipped with

Some other conditions.

Xie Jingliang's original intention was to win over Zhang Yuanlie and work harder to create the Five Poison Sword Art for his Jie family and increase the Jie family's family heritage, but at this moment, he no longer had any thoughts in this regard.

The presence of Duguhan in front of him made him feel a thorn in his back. Xie Jingliang originally thought that after the battle a hundred years ago, Duguhan was seriously injured even if he did not die, and his vitality was so damaged that he would never recover in this life.

What's more, the living environment of a demonic monk is difficult and the competition is cruel. He was seriously injured and may not have a chance to recover.

Unexpectedly, when we met today, Duguhan not only recovered his cultivation, but also improved it even further. Now Xuanguang Mountain's Jie family was almost in danger of being exterminated, and Jie Jingliang couldn't help but feel flustered.

The few words I just said have more of a forcible support meaning.

From the beginning to the end of this Zuodao auction, there were no items that made Zhang Lie too excited. Even if he was quite excited, once he saw the price, he felt that it was not worth it.

Zhang Lie's magic weapon is almost the best among the monks of the same level, and he is quite taboo about all kinds of miraculous medicines, so he directly swept away most of the auction items.

As time went by, the auction came to an end, and the spiritual objects that appeared became increasingly rare and precious. Finally, several magic pills and vitality creation pills from Baiguyuan appeared.

This magic elixir uses the art of blood fertilizer and medicine to refine a monk into a medicine man. Then the spirit planter will implant the root of the elixir into the monk's flesh and blood, and use the monk's essence, flesh and blood to cultivate the spirit.

The medicine caused the monks to suffer the pain of drawing blood and refining marrow every day.

The elixir cultivated in this way is refined into chemical elixirs, and its medicinal power has the lowest rejection reaction with monks. Therefore, it can almost achieve several times the medicinal effect of normal chemical elixirs, repairing the physical body and curing the disease in a very short time.

The serious injuries were almost equivalent to a second life for many monks.

Although Baiguyuan is an evil demon sect, it will not fake its own elixirs, because that is against the interests of the sect, at least there is no such record on the surface.

"There are four of the fourth-grade high-quality vitality creation pills in Baiguyuan. Whether they are used to restore injuries and repair the body, or to resolve the damage to the meridians caused by failure to break through the realm, they all have miraculous effects and are worth 40,000 spirit stones."

"Fellow Taoists, please bid."

"Sixty thousand!"

"Eighty thousand!"

The number of spirit stones quickly reached the price of normal fourth-level elixirs. Bai Guyuan's blood fat technique and medicine man's method are certainly extremely vicious, but the left-field monks present have no taboos. This kind of elixir is used

If you get it well, you will have an extra life. Even if you fail to break through the bottleneck, you can use it to recover your body and shorten the healing time. For the Zifu monks, this will increase the chance of crossing the Zifu and forming a golden elixir.

Zhang Lie is now possessed by the Five Poisons. It would be fine if there is no poison in this elixir. If there is, it will have a double healing effect.
Chapter completed!