"Senior Chu, for the sake of my uncle, you see..." Cui Yinghuan's uncle is the steward of the Bai family and has followed the head of the Bai family for many years. Although he has resigned from his post for three years, he still has some connections in Li Zong. Of course,
, also use it once and less once.
"Even Bai Shizai is dead, what's the use of talking about this, not to mention this is an opportunity, isn't it?" Chu Anlan gave him a soft nail, ending his desire to stay out of the matter.
"died?"
Cui Yinghuan murmured to himself, his face suddenly darkened a bit. If Bai Shi were here at this time, he would indeed give his uncle a face, and at the very least, he would lend himself a good magic weapon. As for giving it away, there is no chance.
Of, however...
"Is there anyone willing to take this precious opportunity? The quality of the magic weapon I have is not high, so I can give it up!" He looked around and shouted in a voice that everyone could hear.
However, no one responded to him. Only Zeng Baojun hesitated to speak, but then gave up. Now, even those who are more belatedly know that this fair transaction is only valuable to people with considerable wealth.
Moreover, one must not be afraid of possible contamination, and the Taoist heart will be inexplicably contaminated by Yuanchu Taoyan and become dusty.
"I'll go first!"
Jiang Feng thought for a while and came up with an idea. He stopped Cui Yinghuan who looked hesitant and said, "Fellow Daoist Cui, let me try it first. You can observe it for a while."
"Thank you, thank you so much." Although it is inevitable to get stabbed, it is always better to be able to do it later. Besides, Jiang Feng may have exchanged the good things, and the value of the remaining magic weapons may be lower. With this kind of luck, Cui Yinghuan,
I took a step back and chose to wait and see for the time being.
Jiang Feng now has two third-level magic weapons on hand, both of which are low-grade: one is the "Naifeng Ruyi Flying Boat" and the other is the "Mo Di" long sword. In addition, the only items of higher value are the "Song Hu Sect Inheritance Golden Book" and
"Zhengqi League Token" is a relative value. In terms of pure value, "Zhengqi League Token" must be eliminated first. This is just a precious opportunity to participate in the auction. The token itself will not use more than one
Level 2: The Golden Book of Inheritance may have some value, but it should only be targeted at a few people, so the only ones that can be chosen are Feizhou and Mo Di.
There is still a big value gap between the third-level magic weapon and the fourth-level magic weapon. If compensation is really needed, I am afraid that a lot of life will be sacrificed like the Xuan-level monk before. However, Jiang Feng guessed that this is just one of them.
This possibility is not very tragic, and it may be even worse.
After hesitating for a moment, he cast a Water Shield Talisman on himself, activating the silver shield that came with the Cold Light Hairpin Demon Bracelet. Although this magic weapon could not be used to detect opportunities again because the 'Rangyan Curse' had been lifted,
But the protective effect is still there.
"There's no need." Chu Anlan's urging voice came from behind.
Jiang Feng turned around and smiled, then turned around and took out Mo Di's sword, held it tightly in his hand, and used the cover of his body to gently place it in the groove of the altar. But he saw a sudden flash of light in the groove, and he quickly
Rushing onto Mo Di's long sword, along the sharp blade, it went straight to Jiang Feng's wrist. Suddenly, Jiang Feng's entire arm became paralyzed and out of control, almost losing all consciousness. I believe that it only takes a moment, and the wrist will be healed.
It will break into powder on the spot.
The surging power of this spiritual light is as sharp as a sharp edge.
Hide yourself!
At the moment when his wrist could not hold on to the limit, Jiang Feng triggered the built-in skill of Mo Di's sword. His figure instantly disappeared and fell into the groove along with Mo Di.
Um?
Chu Anlan was startled. The first thing he saw was a long sword with a slightly familiar aura and a similar shape. He immediately determined that this object was Chu Yiming's personal magical weapon. Of course he knew that Jiang Feng went to borrow the magical weapon.
, but he didn't expect that Chu Yiming would lend him this one; this was nothing, Jiang Feng disappeared out of thin air, what happened?
The most important thing is that this magic weapon also changed its shape under his eyes, from a long sword to a short knife. Why?
He hurriedly took two steps forward, trying to withdraw the magic weapon, but another dazzling light lit up on the altar, making him fail. His right hand that touched the groove of the altar was hit by a burst of light.
The force bounced away, and he had to retreat sharply. The damage was nothing to him, he just didn't want to get involved with anything related to Venerable Yuanchu.
Jiang Feng only felt that he had fallen into chaos. There was no sky, no earth, no light, and everything he saw was hazy and white. He knew that he was currently in the special space formed by Mo Di, so
When his thoughts are clear enough, he can leave at any time, or he can wait for half an hour before the self-hiding effect is automatically lifted.
But now is not the time to leave. He doesn't know where Mo Di is at this time, but after observing the previous exchanges by several monks, most of the magic weapons they received will float towards him. Now, whether the things he exchanged are in Mo Di
Wandering around Di? Or is he, who violated the rules, already imprisoned in an unknown place?
Jiang Feng desperately wanted to know the answer to this question, but his reason told him that he couldn't move yet, otherwise, there would probably be a disaster waiting for him.
…………
Outside the Taoist Palace of Venerable Yuan Chu, in the wasteland area, a group of people were repairing.
Although they were said to be a team, there are actually only four people left now. The casual cultivators in this Chixiamen team have all taken advantage of the opportunity when Yan Shujia detonated the magic weapon to escape. Of course, there is one person who cannot escape, Wu Shengsun
Because it was too close to the center of the explosion, it died on the spot and was broken into two pieces.
"Those two took his storage bag away!"
Xie Kerong was also seriously injured, but it was not fatal. He was taking the recovery elixir, and his black face was full of resentment. He said bitterly, "Don't let me meet them."
"Fix it first." Liu Zhengchun's beard and hair were messy, and the Taoist robe on his body was in pieces. "I just underestimated my enemy. I didn't expect that this golden elixir monk would still be able to fight when his spiritual power was empty. But she was not much better.
If we encounter it again, we will definitely win it easily."
"That makes sense, we will find her sooner or later!" Xie Kerong glanced at Long Zaixing, who was on the ground with a weak breath, "Old man
The dragon is dying, why don't you give him a happy life and let me take care of his family!"
"Maybe there's still hope."
Liu Zhengchun rolled his eyelids, and his pupils seemed to have not yet dilated, "Now there are not many people left in the canyon. Even if I, you and Shi Yin take Lao Long, it won't be a big problem to walk sideways. Those
I am afraid that the earth-level monks have already gone to the Taoist palace of Yuanchu like Elder Zeng, so there is no need to worry."
"Okay! I'm going to explore the way!" Zeng Shiyin, who had been silent until now, stood up and flew a hundred steps away, feeling the breath of the wind, "There seems to be something strange over there."
"Walk!"
The three of them took Long Zaixing, who was almost crippled, and headed straight for the direction pointed by Zeng Shiyin. A quarter of an hour later, they arrived at an endless cliff.
This cliff is completely covered by withered vines. The roots of these vines are as thick as the mouth of a bowl, hanging down on the cliff like a solidified waterfall. Almost all the leaves on it have fallen off, and occasionally a few are scattered among them, blowing in the breeze.
It was fluttering up and down, extremely lonely.
Liu Zhengchun stopped everyone and carefully cut off a vine with a dagger. Looking at the cut, it was completely dry. The vine seemed to have been dead for a long time.
"It doesn't seem like there's any danger."
Although he said so, Liu Zhengchun still carefully avoided the area where the vines were concentrated, and came to the cliff to wait and see. He saw that in the endless rift valley, the white mist was thick, drifting in the wind, lifeless, and lifeless.
.He thought for a while, and a canary lark flew out of his sleeve.
The golden skylark immediately flew into the rift valley and soon disappeared. Liu Zheng closed his eyes and concentrated, his spiritual power surged around his body, and he seemed to be connecting his vision with the distant skylark. After half a stick of incense, the skylark was safe.
After returning, it fell on his shoulders, and he opened his eyes. While sitting quietly to recover the spiritual power he had just consumed, he quickly took out a figurative talisman and showed what he just saw through the talisman to everyone present.
This is a rift valley nearly a hundred feet deep. The hanging vines can reach close to the ground. In the rift valley, there are many ground-covering vegetation that have never been seen outside the valley, but no monsters have been found.
Traces of activity. In the center of the rift valley, there is a clear spring that has not yet dried up. There are spiritual stone mines outcropping nearby. Judging from the grade, it can be regarded as a small piece of third-level spiritual land, but the scope is extremely small, with a radius of no more than a hundred steps.
"Equipe's natal magic weapon or inheritance should be in the valley." Liu Zhengchun made his own speculation, "Let's take a short break and then enter the rift valley to explore."
"Although those casual cultivators ran away because of that bitch Yan Shujia, our luck seems to be much better."
…………
"Are you still waiting, Fellow Daoist Chu?"
In the Yuanchu Taoist Palace, everyone waited quietly for a long time until the light on the altar disappeared, and no magic weapon was seen popping up. After waiting for half a stick of incense, Mu Qianxue was the first to
asked.
"Strange thing, maybe his price is death." A smile appeared on Chu Anlan's lips. He didn't believe this answer himself, but there was little value in finding out about it, at least for now.
"Cui Yinghuan, come here!"
"yes!"
Jiang Feng disappeared suddenly and said he was swallowed by the altar. He didn't believe it. Maybe he used some kind of teleportation method to leave. However, Cui Yinghuan also didn't believe this answer because he had two escape tools in his hand, two with short-distance teleportation skills.
He had just secretly tried to use the third-level magic weapon, but it was completely unable to activate it. This also stopped him from thinking about escaping. After thinking about it, he took out a third-level medium-level magic weapon that he had hidden at the bottom of the box. This was an ancestral weapon.
longbow.
After weighing it in his mind, he put a bunch of second-level mid-grade quivers into the sunken altar together with the long bow. Although these are two kinds of magic weapons, according to conventional understanding, they are also
It can be considered as a set of magical instruments. Therefore, he believes that the rules that exist in the dark will recognize the rationality of this combination of items.
Sure enough, as he expected, a black bead chain flew out and floated in front of him. He grabbed it and quickly put it into his storage bag, thanking God in his heart that no sound came from it.
He took a few steps back happily and hid in Chu Anlan's shadow again. He was complacent in his heart and had good luck. This was like a peace of mind magic weapon, which just made up for his shortcomings. As a long-range attack weapon, the long bow was relatively
It is relatively easy to obtain.
"Every time you use this magic weapon, remember to recite my honorable name first."
Before he could be happy for too long, he heard a mysterious voice whispering a warning in his ear. He was so excited that he almost lost his position. When his eyes wandered, he found that no one else noticed him, so he calmed down.
Make up your mind.
What's the point of reciting the honorable name? He planned to check it carefully after escaping from the ruins, but fortunately, his life was saved for the time being.
"You guys come first. If the exchange just now did not take effect, I will make up for it later."
Chu Anlan glanced at the frightened Cui Yinghuan behind him, but did not force him to exchange it a second time. After all, this was against the rules. As for whether Jiang Feng's exchange counted, everyone present was undecided. They could only wait for others to finish the exchange and observe the passage.
Whether to open it and then evaluate it.
Zeng Baojun's side, Tianlimen monk Zhou Zhenglian who followed him, Leng Tingtao's side, and Jincheng sect monk Zuo Fengting who followed him came forward to exchange the money one after another. The former had average luck, and the magic weapon shattered the natal magic weapon in his hand.
In fact, it is equivalent to forming a symbiosis with the magic weapon, and he can no longer change his natal magic weapon throughout his life; although the latter's wealth is average, he is lucky, and the magic weapon ejected is only the third-level high-grade magic weapon, and it did not suffer any damage.
However, there was no sign of the expected secret door being opened. It was just shrouded in red light and seemed to be just a hair away.
"It seems that there is still one person missing." Mu Qianxue looked at Chu Anlan who looked hesitant, "Your person ran away, so I still need one more person from you."
"good!"
Chu Anlan looked around, stopped for a moment at the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce, which had the largest number of people, and finally gave up. Then he looked at Li Xianshen who was hiding on Leng Tingtao's side, "Fellow Daoist Leng, are you willing to protect the people of Yufeng Sect?"
"What are these words?" Leng Tingtao was a little unhappy. He had already guessed what Chu Anlan meant.
"I want to give this opportunity to this fellow Taoist." He pointed to Li Xianshen.
"You" Li Xianshen took a step back.
"Friend Leng, I owe you a favor," Chu Anlan said, "If you need assistance later, I can help you." He could see that among the many forces present, judging from the number of earth-level monks alone, Mo was the strongest.
Beyond the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce, the remaining four forces each only have one prefecture-level monk. If they fight later, they may be at a disadvantage. Therefore, he takes this opportunity to not only eliminate the risk of Yuan Chu Dao Yan being dusted, but also to take advantage of it.
Gain an ally.
Leng Tingtao originally wanted to refuse. This was a matter of face for a prefecture-level monk. If word spread, it would greatly affect his face in the Jincheng Sect. Although Zuo Fengting belonged to the Jincheng Sect, the Zuo family was not close to him, most likely
He will not keep secrets for himself, but he is not good at fighting alone, and in the subsequent stages, he does have one less ally.
"Fengting, what do you think?"
He deliberately handed this issue to Zuo Fengting, who had nothing to do with the matter and whose opinion was not important at all. Obviously, if Zuo Fengting agreed, he would naturally not be able to make the matter public afterward.
Zuo Fengting was in a state of confusion. He naturally knew that this was a trap. His exchange just now was just due to good luck. Moreover, he also heard a mysterious being asking him to do something.
This so-called fair transaction can easily have an adverse impact on the Taoist heart. However, there are many monks at the field level, and it is useless for him to insist on it alone. Besides, he has no friendship with Li Xianshen. He secretly thinks that Leng Tingtao is cunning.
If your escape route is blocked, forget it. People are under the eaves, so just keep your head down.
"Young Daoist Li, you might as well give it a try, it might be a good opportunity."
"you"
Li Xianshen's brows were filled with anger, but he had no choice but to step forward, think for a moment, and place a round jade seal-like magic weapon in the groove.
The spiritual light appeared again, more intense, rushing out like a stream. The jade seal suddenly disappeared. At the same time, a golden divine light volleyed over Li Xianshen's body, allowing him to bathe in it. The spiritual power fluctuations on Li Xianshen's body suddenly strengthened, and there was a faint hint of cultivation.
Signs of breakthrough.
call!
As the golden light dissipated, his whole aura strengthened by three points, and he seemed to be close to the perfect state of Xuan Level. It must be said that Li Xianshen was the luckiest person in the field.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chu, for the opportunity. Li took note of it." He deliberately did not call the other party a senior, as if he had a sure chance of breaking through to the prefecture level in the near future.
"Congratulations, fellow Taoist." Zeng Baojun stepped forward with a smile and congratulated, "The road is in sight, I'm so happy to congratulate you." He took out a jade talisman and handed it over, "It's a small gift, please accept it."
"Where is it?" Li Xianshen didn't expect that an olive branch would be handed out so soon. He was still angry because Leng Tingtao had added insult to injury. He was even more angry that fellow monk Mu Qianxue didn't say a word, although he was also angry because Mu Qianxue and Mu Qianxue
Ling Feidu has an extraordinary relationship and deliberately did not defect to Mu Qianxue when he entered this place. It is not surprising that the other party just stood aside and watched.
However, now I have extraordinary luck. Not only has my foundation been solidified by Venerable Yuanchu's "Divine Light Initiation", I have also been secretly given the opportunity to study elixirs. Although there are some ulterior conditions, my promotion to the prefecture level is just around the corner.
"No merit will be tolerated..." Before he could finish his words, he saw Zeng Baojun's hand shape change, and the jade talisman instantly burst into a frightening flame. He subconsciously retreated, but he felt a dagger stab behind him.
Hold it on your back and insert it into your heart.
snort!
The dagger scratched his skin, and he grunted in pain. He straightened his body, and his whole body became as hard as a rock. His upper body robe was torn by the bulging muscles, excluding the dagger that tried to penetrate further, and the movements of his hands were also affected by this.
It became sluggish, but a hoarse and heavy sigh came from his mouth.
Sonic skills?
Zeng Baojun, who was facing him, immediately understood. His spiritual power bloomed and transformed into the shape of a copper bell covering his whole body. It flowed viscously, and the countless blue particles inside were like substance.
As Li Xian Shen's sound wave with the aura of decay and destruction approached, the copper bell resonated and trembled, the particles shattered, and turned into wisps of smoke and dust floating in it, becoming lighter and thinner, offsetting most of the damage. At the same time,
, Zeng Baojun's unfinished jade talisman ignited an even more violent pale fire, hitting Li Xianshen's hard chest, shining with the light of black crystal.
boom!
The pale fire failed to invade Li Xianshen's body, but burned quietly in his chest, turning into a blooming evil white flame that could neither penetrate deep nor show any signs of extinguishing.
Chu Anlan moved. Although the dagger just failed to kill his opponent, this farce that started with him would ultimately rely on him to end it. This was his realization and the "downwind situation" he liked.
Loud thunder and lightning wrapped around his arm. With a slight shake, the lightning turned into a leaping thunderbird and flew towards Li Xianshen's unshielded back.
The lightning quickly dispersed, like a swimming dragon, Li Xianshen's hardened black stone defense instantly collapsed, and the white flames on his chest took the opportunity to quickly invade without any hindrance.
Liao Shenchang from the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce suddenly moved, but Qiu Nanjia stopped him and scolded, "This matter has nothing to do with us, please pay attention to your identity."
"Yes." His arms softened and he took a step back expressionlessly.
"Okay, now everyone can move forward honestly." Zeng Baojun collected the storage bag on the ground. Li Xianshen was undoubtedly dead, and the secret door behind the altar showed signs of being opened soon.
"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it's just a thin line, hehe." Zeng Baojun looked around and showed a kind smile. Just now, it was worth the risk to kill someone. The aura that made the Taoist heart dust has completely dissipated. He has been the first
He completed the dusty words that Master Yuan Chu threw to him.
Ziga
The heavy, distant, yet familiar voice sounded in my ears again, and there were several steep stairs going upward.