The Four Treasure Garden is divided into inside and outside. The outer layer is wide but relatively messy, while the inner layer is extremely tall and sturdy. Although the place is not small, there is little noise, like a hidden place.

Several circular bluestone roads divide the inner layer into four parts again, meaning the four treasures. However, everyone inside understands that these four places are actually classified according to their purpose. If they are hooked to the treasure, there is only the steeple lobby on the back.

There is the wintersweet club, which is the venue for the auction: Wufang Hall!

The Wufang Hall is very big, and the surrounding circle is no longer bluestone floor, but paved with white jade. Walking on it, the reflection on the ground is clearly visible, the clothes are fluttering, and there is a fairy spirit. The mouth hall is under the circle and top of the top: the top is a huge torch, which is maintained by a magic circle and protected by a dedicated person. Since the day when the Four Treasure Garden was established, this Chapter 105: What is pride? The torch has been burned to this day and has never been extinguished.

There are oblique flat sections in all directions under the torch, divided into four colors: black, yellow, green and red. There are four types of reliefs on it, divided into ghost faces, evil insects, wolf heads, and a bright red sword with evil spirits. Each one is lifelike, as if it is about to jump out. If it looks like a whole, it seems like worshiping from all directions, and the flames are respected, which contains some meaning.

"That is the symbol of the five tribes, and the flame is the symbol of the Irvine Race."

In an inconspicuous place, Mai Shaofei pointed to the torch that seemed to be standing above his head, and a trace of splendor flashed in his eyes, saying, "Isn't it very domineering?"

Shisanlang looked up, then looked down, and finally turned his head and answered honestly: "I didn't see it."

"you……."

Mai Shaofei's expression was slightly stagnant and said angrily: "Why are you so blind! Look carefully, the fire that soars into the sky, the soul gathering, the evil spirit energy, and suppressing the evil spirits and demons, isn't it mighty!"

Shisanlang smiled and said, "I heard that the igniting spirit clan inherited the holy fire and had the power to destroy the world."

The flames that can destroy the world will not disdain those ghosts and demons. Even if they are suppressed, how can they be considered as majestic? This sentence undoubtedly implies that Young Master Mai is not broad enough and has a sarcastic meaning.

Mai Shaofei was stunned when he heard this, and then he was miserable Chapter 105: What is pride! He smiled and said angrily: "Although there is no way to refute it, I still want to say, you guy... are too arrogant!"

Shisanlang didn't care whether Young Master Mai's face was acceptable. He said, "I am alone, I will think whatever I want and what can I do. On the contrary, you, as a clan, if you don't have a long-term ambition, I'm afraid you won't be supported by hundreds of millions of people."

As if there was something in his words, Mai Shaofei blinked and said with a playful look: "I don't like playing a maneuver with you, I have something to say."

Shisanlang looked up at the sky, and monks from all sides who participated in the wintersweet club were rushing to: on the jade platform in front of the Wufang Temple, some monks who were familiar with each other were talking, and some began to enter the venue; there were several beautiful girls in front of the door, who were politely asking people what they were asking, and then led to different areas according to their respective identities.

It seems that everything is in order and is proceeding according to the established process.

"What, the Four Treasure Garden has existed for thousands of years, and the Four Treasures Annual Meeting has been held thousands of times. Do you still want to give me some advice?"

Mai Shaofei's voice implicitly sarcastic. For some reason, Young Master Mai was a little disgusted with Shisanlang's behavior. He felt that the young man was outstanding naturally, but he was too pretentious and not generous enough. However, he did not realize that he began to pay attention to Shisanlang's views without realizing it, and subconsciously hoped to find flaws and fight back.

Once he had a comparative thought, Mai Shaofei's expression gradually showed his gloriousness and said, "If you can point it out, I will give you 100,000 magic crystals."

He already knew that Shisanlang was short of money, and this sentence was undoubtedly a bit sarcastic: after saying this, Mai Shaofei even regretted it, thinking that he didn't know what this person is thinking, so it would be bad not to remember it in his heart and delay major events.

"One word is certain!"

Shisanlang was not angry, nor did he mean to be angry: he caught the conversation, pointed at the female cultivators on duty and said, "Look at them, "What's wrong?"

Mai Shaofei was despised by Shisanlang's greedy face. Hearing this, he looked at it seriously and said, "It's normal! Is there anything wrong with it?"

Shisanlang shook his head and replied, "It's not that he is too polite."

Mai Shaofei asked back, "Isn't it good to be generous?"

"It's not bad, it's not bad!"

Shisanlang tried to catch his appetite and said, "I don't understand the rules of the Sibao Garden. Let's talk about it. Are there more of their attitudes and less of them?"

Mai Shaofei widened his eyes and looked up and down. He vaguely caught something in his heart, but he still couldn't see clearly enough and didn't feel a little anxious.

He shouted, "What are you trying to keep selling? Tell me quickly!"

As the young master of a clan, he is different from those young masters: Once Mai Shaofei gets angry, it will not only make people feel awesome, but also make people feel bad, and it is a demeanor for everyone.

Shisanlang did not take this trick and sighed and said, "There is more humility and less pride: Didn't you feel it?"

Mai Shaofei was stunned, then anger gradually emerged in his eyes, and his face became colder. He said, "Is Ba Finger ridiculing me for the Rising Spirit Clan?"

Shisanlang was unmoved and shook his head and said, "Even if it is ridiculed, it is not my turn. Whether a person can stand up depends on his legs and feet, and the real heavy Kufang looked at his waist and abdomen. The same is true if it is between races."

Listening to Shisanlang's words, Mai Shaofei's anger gradually faded, and his eyes showed his thoughts.

"You mean, this shows the clan's confidence in strength?"

"It's not strength, it's spirit, it's the will that exists in the souls of all tribesmen."

Shisanlang shook his head again and said, "The race must be divided into strength and weakness. Even when the Lanling Clan was the strongest, it cannot be said to dominate the Demon Realm. However, I believe that the people of the Lanling Clan at that time were different from now, so they should have a proud body."

Mai Shaofei was silent for a long time and said, "Even if you are right, but without the strength, how can you stand up?"

Shisanlang smiled and said, "That may not be."

"There is such a nation in my hometown. The entire race has only a few million people. It has suffered a disaster of extermination and cannot even find a place to live. Even after they established a country, they were surrounded by mortal enemies, dozens of times more numerous than it was. However, such a race can become the strongest people in that area. Even the most ordinary race can hold their heads up and no one dares to underestimate it."

"Later, their tribe members went out and became striking figures in other countries: nowadays, they can change the world by turning their hands, and stomping their feet will make the enemy tribe tremble and become overlords."

He said, "Do you know why?"

"Why?" Mai Shaofei's eyes shot strange lights, as if he had discovered some peerless treasure, and asked in surprise.

"There is only one sentence for the reason."

Shisanlang looked straight into Mai Shaofei's eyes and said word by word: "You kill me one, I will kill you a hundred; if you insult me ​​one, I will destroy your entire clan!"

A few pieces of snow suddenly fell in the clear sky, as if the wind was flashing in the sky, and a cold sneeze was sneezing.

He raised his hand to point at the humble girls, Shisanlang emphasized: "Even if it is such a person, or a lesser person, or even the most ordinary mountain people outside."

A stern aura arose, Shisanlang turned his head and no longer looked at Mai Shaofei who was trapped in thinking, but his words were like sharp thorns, deeply rooted in his heart.

"I fought with Jiao Chi Sanxiu that day. If the branches were not as good as humans, ** would naturally die in vain and there was no second possibility. Those three monks committed crimes in the street and would probably not be punished. As for the mountain people around me who seemed to be friends with me, they would only lament twice at most, talk a few times, and ignore them."

"That's because the Angry Flag made you present, indicating that you are a monk from a foreign race." Mai Shaofei's face turned a little red, and his words sounded unconfident.

"Don't make excuses. There are all races like Rage Flag Envoys. Besides, he said I am an alien race and I am an alien race? Why no one raised any questions? Well, even if I am an alien race, at least at that time, I was an alien race with the Lanling clan, right? Where is Jiao Chi?"

Raising his hand, he pointed at the evil insect with a ferocious face staring at the torch, Shisanlang mercilessly mocked: "You deliberately made others so ugly, but did not think that the attack on the enemy was not based on this kind of false life, but the belief in victory that exists in the hearts of every tribe. If everyone had this view, even if Jiao Chi was stronger than Ran Ling, would he dare to play wild in the Four Treasure Garden?"

His eyes turned to several young monks, and Shisanlang said lightly: "For example, if those weak girls believe that their tribesmen are behind them, and if someone dares to oppress them, they will suffer bloody revenge, why are they so humble and polite? Proud and proud are not arrogant and lawless: what is it, you should know in your heart, why do you need me to say it."

As he was speaking, a whistling sound suddenly came from the sky. Looking up, a huge beetle more than ten feet in size appeared in the distance: behind it, several monks stood proudly, leading a young man in green, with a fluttering look in his eyes. He looked at the torch on the top of the Four Treasure Garden with contempt.

On top of his head, there were two broken horns several inches long, green like two bamboo sticks, emitting crystal light.

Shisanlang narrowed his eyes, looked at the fast approaching car, and sneered, "That's the monk Jiao Chi. Such a powerful voice is probably not for worshiping the flames."

Hearing this sentence, Mai Shaofei looked up suddenly, and his eyes suddenly showed a vigorous fighting spirit.

"It's him!"

"Who is it?" asked Shisanlang.

"The Jiao Chi tribe prepares the holy son, Xiang Yibai!"

Shisanlang nodded and said: Shen, this guy is very powerful?"

Mai Shaofei nodded and said, "My enemy!"

As the answer was made, the huge beetle rushed towards the torch quickly, and it stopped suddenly at a distance of several feet, causing a burst of exclamations around. The green-clothed young man laughed proudly, raised his hand to hold the torch in vain, and then slowly turned it back, as if he had turned it around.

The crowd below was filled with turmoil, and many people showed anger in their eyes, but they did not dare to make a sound. The young man named Xiang Yibai stood proudly, glanced at the week with disdain, but did not make any provocative moves, suppressed the evil insects and walked straight to the gate of the Sifang Hall.

"Hehe, as soon as he said this, God gave him a chance."

Shisanlang looked at Xiang Yibai from a distance and said to Mai Shaofei: "Look at you."

…!.(To be continued
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