Chapter 92 The Wang family has a son who has grown up
Zhenhu Mountain is just an inconspicuous small sect in the world.
For example, although the East and West Wings are small temples in the mountains that are not well known to outsiders, they still have the two spiritual pillars of Buddhism and Taoism. Therefore, the reputation of the East and West Wings has to be spread far and wide, both inside and outside the temple. But Zhenhu Mountain seems a bit...
No one cares anymore.
But the "Zhaoshuang" in Zhenhu Mountain has some background.
It is said that the most magical thing about Zhaoshuang is the choice of master. It is often not the sword cultivator who chooses the sword, but the sword cultivator. It is somewhat similar to the master selection of the Ye Family Sword Tomb, but this kind of master selection is completely based on the Zhaoshuang Sword.
The original intention of the sword is that once the owner is chosen, the sword will follow the owner until death.
When everyone in the audience looked at the Zhaoshuang sword in the central stand, most of them smacked their lips and shook their heads. One hundred thousand taels was indeed not worth it.
But the moment Xu Qingmu raised his eyes, the light yellow long sword that was not imprisoned by the runes suddenly rose into the air and flew straight towards Xu Qingmu in the surprised eyes of everyone. Just as Xu Qingmu was about to take action, he remembered
I heard a very familiar voice that I had not heard for five years:
"Sanxia'er, don't resist!"
Xu Qingmu's hair stood on end and his whole body could not help but tremble.
In the moment of hesitation, the Zhaoshuang Sword flew in front of him, inserted straight into Xu Qingmu's body, and disappeared.
But Xu Qingmu's mind was not here at all. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Xu Qingmu continued to wait for the voice in his mind to appear again. Sure enough, after a while, Lin Zhenbei's voice came again:
"Finish the auction first. I'll keep the Zhaoshuang Sword here. We'll talk about it after it's over!"
It is indeed Lin Zhenbei!
Xu Qingmu was extremely surprised, and there was mist in his eyes. But at the moment, he still suppressed the joy in his heart, expressed peace to the people around him who cared about him, and shook his head to express that nothing happened.
The beautiful woman on the stage was quick-thinking and suddenly knocked down the trading hammer in her hand. With a crisp "bang——", a clear voice sounded:
"Congratulations to this young master. I wonder if the transaction is one hundred thousand taels or secret information?"
Xu Qingmu bared his teeth and looked at the people around him, what should I do?
One hundred thousand taels is definitely not available. If you ask the fat man to take action and go home to ask Father Shen for an answer, it is not a big problem. But now the fat man is looking at his nose and nose, and he is obviously holding back his laughter and has deliberate intentions.
Make fun of yourself.
Secret information? Yes, there is, but I don’t know what to say about this information transaction?
But now that a group of people were watching, Xu Qingmu was a little at a loss and could only raise a finger: "I will provide you with information about Shuilimi Cave."
The woman on the scene smiled and said: "Master, please move to the inner hall after the show is over! The second item will be auctioned next..."
Xu Qingmu was not interested in the next auction, but was anxiously waiting for the end of the auction. During this period, Xu Qingmu randomly selected a landscape painting that was not very expensive and kept it as a birthday gift for King Xu Yan. The rest were
Not at all interested in buying it.
Lin Xue, on the other hand, heard the announcement of a fist-sized sword-sharpening stone. He raised his hand and quoted the price, and finally bought it at a high price.
Xu Qingmu smiled and said nothing.
The auction lasted for four hours before it came to an end. It wasn't until the crowd dispersed that two people wearing the attire of underground city deacons came to Xu Qingmu and made a "please" gesture.
Xu Qingmu wondered, wasn't he afraid that someone would deliberately use information to defraud the auction items and then escape from the underground city?
But when the person who didn't come asked the question, Liu Liu on the side spoke:
"Xu Qingmu, you just ran away along the crowd with the Zhaoshuang Sword, no one should have noticed it, right?"
After all, I have been working hard in Baimang City for many years, and I am somewhat familiar with these things.
"Run? Huh, where can you run?" The deacon wearing a black ceremonial robe beside him said: "Let's not talk about the bounty rooms dotted in our dungeon, even the credit team set up by the Lord of the City.
I can find and kill you at any time."
Another deacon also spoke:
"A few years ago, there was an eleventh-level sword cultivator. Relying on his own strength, he defrauded an item that was not too valuable at the time with a false information. As a result, within ten days, the sword cultivator's body was hanging on the
Into the reward room."
When talking about this, the two of them looked proud.
Xu Qingmu also knew in his heart that being able to single-handedly build a dark city like a dungeon and come up with tricks that ordinary people cannot challenge.
Liu Liu stuck out her pink tongue, her expression obviously still a little unbelievable.
During the conversation, Xu Qingmu and others were taken to a secret room. There was a small table with tea and food in the middle of the room. In the main seat was a man covered with iron armor, but the woman who was presiding was only standing behind that man.
As soon as Xu Qingmu and others arrived, a warm voice came from behind the armor:
"sit."
Xu Qingmu took the lead and sat opposite the armor. The man held a teapot and poured seven percent of the tea.
The young man relaxed a little.
At the same time, he silently looked at the person in front of him. His body was slender, especially his fingers. He was obviously not a practitioner. He had neither sword-holding calluses nor martial arts fists. There was a hanging jade hanging on the white gown he was wearing.
The voice sounds no more than sixteen or seventy-eight.
student?
While Xu Qingmu was guessing in his mind, the man spoke again: "I have long heard of the reputation of the young master. He is so powerful and unyielding in the face of the Wang family's bones, and has no fear. I really admire him."
Xu Qingmu had doubts in his heart, but did not reveal it: "Is this the reason why Mr. got 70% of the tea?"
If you drink too much wine, you can only drink half of the tea. If you drink too much wine, you will respect others, but if you drink too much tea, you will deceive others.
There was laughter from behind the armor: "No."
The man continued to pour tea, filling all the cups at once.
"It's just that I don't have enough tea, so I shared it."
Xu Qingmu squinted his eyes again.
Ye Qingxian, who was standing next to him, actually laughed out loud and muttered in a low voice: "It's really annoying."
Everyone behind him sat down, and the teacups that were also full of tea were held in front of each person one by one by the woman behind the armor. Through the mist floating out, Xu Qingmu glanced at each cup in turn, thinking a little in his heart.
"About that information..."
"No hurry, let's have a cup of tea first." Tie Jia interrupted Xu Qingmu, and then said: "It is said that Mr. Xu is excellent in both civil and military affairs. Why not, before that, Mr. Xu guess who I am. If you are right, how about the Zhaoshuang Sword?
, and gave it to the young master."
Xu Qingmu spoke: "What if it's wrong?"
Tie Jia picked up the tea cup in front of him and wanted to take a sip, but stopped the moment the tea cup hit Tie Jia, feeling a bit in a dilemma.
Ye Qingxian laughed again, this time without deliberately lowering his voice: "How stupid."
Tie Jia was not angry and put down the tea cup: "If you are wrong, it doesn't matter. Mr. Xu only needs to drink the seven cents of tea in front of you."
Xu Qingmu thought for a moment, and after drinking this tea, he owed a favor according to the rules of the world.
However, he immediately picked up the tea cup, drank it all in one gulp, said "good tea", then looked at Tie Jia and spoke:
"Whether it's correct or not, I'll drink this cup of tea first as a courtesy. I, Xu Qingmu, am honored to be friends with the young master. Right, the third son of the Wang family, a century-old prodigy who can be called an immortal, handsome brother Wang?"
The armor was obviously suffocated.
Then he nodded slowly: "It is said that Mr. Xu has a quick mind and a clear understanding of world affairs. When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation."
Then he ordered: "Red carp, get my key!"
The woman standing behind him was a little embarrassed. After thinking about it again and again, she leaned into the armor's ear and whispered.
"Speak louder, you can't hear clearly through the armor." Wang Shuai was a little depressed.
The woman known as Hong Li looked embarrassed, but then she raised her voice:
"Didn't you say you wanted to take charge of the key yourself? You took the key!"
Hong Jia choked again.
"It's broken. I threw the key into the toilet. In order to let Mr. Xu guess my identity, I was afraid that I couldn't help but open it and deliberately threw the key away."
Seeing the master and servant on the opposite side singing and harmonizing, Ye Qingxian couldn't help it any longer and laughed loudly: "I'm laughing so hard. How can this be 'can be on stage'? This is 'can be on stage'. It would be a pity not to sing in an opera.
Pity."
Ye Qingxian covered her stomach with her hands and laughed non-stop.
Even Lin Xue, who had always been quiet, was smiling.
Xu Qingmu shook his head. Such a handsome Wang was completely different from what he thought in his heart. But he still pulled out Chou Li and struck a sword in the air, shattering the iron armor with nearly eighteen locks. Only then, with the help of Hong Li,
He took off his iron armor with difficulty, revealing a face that was truly delicate and delicate.
"It's funny."
Wang Shuai's face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat, as if it had nothing to do with him. He wasn't embarrassed, only others were embarrassed.
Ye Qingxian laughed like crazy.
If it weren't for Xu Qingmu's prompting, this girl would have almost lost control.
After finally calming down, the third son of the Wang family on the opposite side spoke: "A gentleman's words are hard to catch, so Zhaoshuang belongs to Mr. Xu. But I am very curious, everyone in the world knows that I have disappeared for a long time, how Mr. Xu guessed it
Out of my identity?"
Xu Qingmu raised his cup and the red carp behind him immediately filled the tea cup. After taking another sip of tea, he spoke:
"It's not difficult, but I would like to ask, has the sacrifice been completed?"
Xu Qingmu remembered the Wang family's rather evil sacrificial method very clearly. If Wang Shuai's sacrifice was completed, the person sitting across from him might grow into a terrifying figure in the Thirteenth Realm or even an Earth Immortal.
Wang Shuai was a little disappointed and looked sluggish: "It's done, but I'd rather not."
As soon as he said this, everyone present was shocked.
Xu Qingmu put down the tea cup: "I have understood the method of sacrifice that the Wang family wants to perform, so seeing that your fingers are green and tender, there are no traces of any practice. In addition to the hanging jade beside you, my guess is good, it should be bone restoration."
Is it the 'Protective Langxie Jade' that Zhou refined? Although the form has been changed, the breath cannot be changed. In addition, when the young master pours tea, the tea in the teacups he sees are all the same, exactly the same. Most people don't have such means."
Xu Qingmu looked at Wang Shuai: "As a member of the Wang family, and with no trace of practice, I think the only one who can do it is the third son of the Wang family, Wang Shuai."
"Pah, pah, pah—"
Wang Shuai raised his hands and gave three high-fives: "Young Master Xu is indeed very observant, I admire you. If you don't mind it, how about I respect you as Big Brother Xu?"
Xu Qingmu held up his hands. Although he didn't know what Wang Shuai wanted, he still cupped his fists and said: "Then I will also take advantage of Brother Wang and lick my face and say 'Brother Wang'."
It was fun for a while.
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Lu Sancun was a little sad.
It’s hard to stay in Jinling City.
Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, he had squatted in this familiar "doghouse" for sixteen years. But now, it was unsightly. It was full of feces and urine, and there was also a tattered woman's clothes.
"You will be punished for your wrath!" Looking at the eight big characters left next to him, Lu Sancun's teeth itched with hatred.
"Your Grandma Cai is here for a visit!"
He was so angry that he had an outlet. At that moment, Lu Sancun stamped his feet, and a five-inch-long snake poked its head out from behind the haystack, feeling extremely aggrieved like a human being.
"You idiot, as the mount of one of the Five Emperors of the Immortal Realm, you can't even cure an ordinary person? What use do you have?"
After saying that, with a flying kick, the five-inch snake took off into the air. When it encountered the wind, it swelled up. In an instant, it was over a hundred feet tall, with a majestic head and horns and a shining body.
Are golden scales just a thing in the pond? They transform into dragons when the storm strikes!
Lu Sancun stretched out his hand and made a move, and the giant dragon in the air turned into a small snake again, coiling around the body of the young man whose clothes were more shabby. The man looked far away in the direction of the capital, as if looking at himself and the little snake on his arm.
He opened his mouth and said:
"Let's go, let's go, the wind is blowing."
As soon as he stepped out, the world shook by three thirds.