Two flying crane-shaped chariots fell to the ground.
Chang'an dusted off his robe, fluffed his sleeves and stepped off the chariot. Then he raised his eyes and glanced at the city walls of Yecheng, and said: "I haven't been to this place for many years. There is so much turmoil in the south, but there is still peace and singing and dancing here, no?"
easy."
Qilin didn't understand Chang'an's emotions. He folded his sleeves, flattened his mouth, and asked, "Should we grab the crystal jade first or deal with Ah Ling first?"
Originally, the two of them could have arrived earlier, but when they were halfway there, they suddenly received a message from their master Canghua Immortal Lord and made another trip to Buzhou Mountain, which delayed their time.
Go to Buzhou Mountain, break through the boundless array, and finally learn that Jingyu will appear at the Lingbao Conference in Yecheng.
This became the second purpose of Chang'an and Qilin's trip.
"I'm afraid I can't grab the crystal jade." Chang'an walked beside Qilin with his hands behind his back, and explained: "Although the person holding the Lingbao Conference is a mortal, there are no less than ten monks of the Changshan Dao in the Void Refining Stage around him, as well as Qingshan in West Town.
The three law enforcement elders are secretly helping..."
If you really want to grab it, you have to place Weilu Mountain opposite these two sects.
"It can't be robbed, so have you brought enough money?" Qilin had a simple mind and asked whatever came to his mind. "Everyone has made all preparations to come here. They must have spent a lot of money to bring them back. Do you and I have that?"
Let’s talk about the two things.”
When they reached the gate of the city, the soldiers saluted the two of them respectfully and asked them to register as usual.
The soldiers guarding the city always had a flexible attitude towards this kind of monk who looked powerful at first glance.
After the two entered the city, it only took them a while to find the courtyard where the Lingbao Conference was held. After showing their Weilu Mountain identity cards, they entered the courtyard for the price of ten spiritual stones.
At this moment, the bidding for the crystal jade has already attracted a thousand high-grade spiritual stones.
This price is already an amount that many people have never seen in their lives.
The one who produced a thousand high-grade spiritual stones was Long Jianxi. He looked at the depressed expressions of Shen Wuwei and Feng Longlong with satisfaction, knowing that he was bound to get the crystal jade.
However, Long Jianxi's happiness did not last long.
Squeak——
The lobby door opened.
Under the guidance of their attendants, Chang'an and Qilin walked in expressionlessly.
Obviously they were not happy, not because they were late, but because behind them, there were three other beautiful women in different clothes.
The three people twisted their waists and stepped into the lobby with expressions of distaste for each other.
Xue Pingping from Fengyang Road, Jiang Yiyu from Fengsha Road, and Xiu Feixue from Penglai Pavilion.
In the hall, which is not big or small, there are almost all the proud sons of the new generation of the Taoist sect. Needless to say, Chang'an and Qilin, Nascent Soul monks like Xue Pingping, who are only a hundred years old, can see her shining brightly without even holding a shackle.
's future.
Jiang Yiyu is even more powerful.
Nowadays, Fengshadao can establish a foothold in the place where Zhongzhen fell, all because Jiang Yiyu killed more than ten thousand monsters with one sword and one person, and her natal spiritual sword was recast six times.
Of course, the bigger reason is that the immortals of the five towns activated a large formation to block the abyss of beasts, so even if Jiang Yiyu killed the monsters, no new ones would be born.
As for Xiu Feixue.
This one is mainly beautiful.
Her green hair is like a waterfall, her cheeks are like fresh lychees, her eyebrows are like the moon, and her eyes are full of autumn water.
Every frown and every smile is stunning, and every move is full of charm.
Penglai Pavilion promoted Xiu Feixue as the face of its sect, and thus attracted countless disciples in the secular world. Several Taoist sects opened new mountains and new areas, and Penglai Pavilion, a loose cultivator sect, always surpassed the five towns.
"I'm not late, am I?" Xiu Fei walked up to Li San, raised her eyes and asked.
Li San's feet gave way, and he immediately knelt down in front of Xiu Feixue, his face flushed, his mouth trembled a few times, and he said: "It's not too late, it's not too late, now Jingyu has captured a thousand high-grade spiritual stones, as long as
If you can afford Fairy Feixue, you can take it away."
Even if he fell under Xiu Feixue's charm, Li San's principle of loving money was still intact.
"It's a bit tricky." Song Ling felt uneasy, stretched out her hand and tugged on Jiye's sleeves, and whispered: "Aye, give me a makeover."
Before Ji Ye could move, Song Mo came out of Song Ling's arms.
Its long tail, as long as a snake's tail and as fluffy as catkins, swept across Song Ling's face, and Song Ling's facial features changed slightly. At first glance, there was no change at all, but it was already the same as Song Ling's original appearance.
It has nothing to do with it.
"If that's the case, then I'll give you eleven hundred spirit stones." Xiu Feixue sat on the right side of the round platform with her sleeves fluttering, her apricot pink skirt becoming the most eye-catching presence in the entire hall, second only to Jingyu.
"Twelve hundred high-grade spiritual stones." Jiang Yiyu held his spiritual sword and said coldly.
Chang'an and Qilin were looking at the people in the hall at the moment. Unfortunately, they looked around but couldn't find Song Ling, let alone anything strange.
"Thirteen hundred high-grade spiritual stones." Xue Pingping rolled her eyes at Jiang Yiyu and shouted loudly.
The first one to withdraw from this competition was Fang Xu.
But as soon as Fang Xu saw the evil smile on Ji Ye's face, his temper suddenly rose. He clapped his hands, pointed at Ji Ye and said, "You kid, you don't help your uncle when you go out, and you still turn your elbows out here."
Hanging out with women——"
Well!
Fang Xu couldn't finish what he said.
Jiye's sword reached Fang Xu's eyes almost in the blink of an eye. If Ouyang Lu hadn't stepped over to stop him in time, Fang Xu would have become a bald old man by now.
"I am no longer from Nanzhen, so you should stop talking about the self-esteem of a master uncle." Jingye looked at Fang Xu displeased, and with a twist of her wrist, the sword was pulled out of Ouyang Lu's palm and flew back, "Today
For the sake of Chang Shandao, I will not argue with you. If you dare to be so mean next time, I will let you taste what it feels like to be mean."
Boom.
The chair under Fang Xu suddenly shattered into rubbish for some reason. He fell down among the sawdust, his face turned pale, and he had not yet recovered from the lingering power of the silent night.
Song Mo stretched out in Song Ling's arms, crossed his body, and said lazily: "Bad thing."
"Don't take any action." Song Ling reached out and grabbed Song Mo's ears. He kept staring at Chang'an and Qilin from the corner of his eyes, and said in a slow and low voice, "If they find out, I will kill you!"
With such a close distance, if those people saw it, Song Ling would be caught out even if she changed her head.
"Okay, the current price has reached 1,300 high-grade spiritual stones. Who else wants to continue to bid?" Li San woke up from the charm spell, but when he spoke, he still couldn't control his gaze.
"One thousand and five."
The one who made the bid was Li Yu sitting next to Ji Ye.
This is his entire net worth, the savings he has worked hard to save over the past hundred years.