"Alas, why can't you touch a good one?", An Ji was a little bored and picked up the fruit on the table next to him and prepared to eat it to pass the time, he was a little unhappy after not finding his true fire for a long time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Well!

An Ji suddenly exclaimed, "It's delicious, this fruit is so delicious, I haven't eaten such a delicious fruit since I came out of the house!", An Ji muttered with some tears in his eyes as he held the fruit that had been bitten a few times.

Seeing this, Dugu Sheng also found that the fruit in it was edible, so he stretched out his rusty palm and grabbed the fruit on the table next to him, probably realizing that his paws were not very clean, Dugu Sheng took his hand back and wiped it casually on his body and grabbed the fruit again.

With a bite, Dugu Sheng only felt a strong but warm flow of juice rushing into his chest and whole body, "Ah~", Dugu Sheng couldn't help but moan comfortably, a powerful momentum rushed out from all over his body, and Dugu Sheng opened his eyes!

He broke through! He actually broke through! You must know that it was not long after he reached the realm of the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan, and he actually broke through after eating an inconspicuous fruit? This really made Dugu Sheng feel like he was dreaming!

Dugu Sheng is also a pragmatic person, he quickly reacted that this was not a dream, and quickly scavenged all the fruits beside him into his waist bag, propping up his clothes to the brim!

An Ji saw Dugu Sheng's thief-like behavior through a hazy vision, and his tears instantly lost the companionship of sadness, An Ji jumped up and took away all the items in the room, including tables, chairs, stools, floors, plates, tea cups, flower rolls, porcelain, fruits, etc.

"Don't rob me, it's all mine!", An Ji shouted loudly to Dugu Sheng after collecting all the things, although the voice was immature, it made people dare not disobey.

Dugu Sheng touched the cold sweat on his forehead with some embarrassment, "What kind of family can teach such a child with perfect morality and cultivation, it is simply more precious than him to protect resources and protect the environment!"

Thinking that he had just taken a lot of fruit, a burst of white sweat couldn't help but spread over his entire back, and he was hesitating whether to return the fruit in his clothes to An Ji.

"Do you still want these fruits?", carefully looking at An Ji, who kept turning his vigilant eyes on him, Dugu Sheng symbolically took out the two fruits from his clothes and exposed them to An Ji's gaze.

Casting his eyes full of infinite meaning to Dugu Sheng's eyes, An Ji shook his head, "You can keep it for yourself to eat, don't forget to wash it when you eat!", After speaking, An Ji also glanced at his rusty hands and fruits that were grasped by his hands.

This is a flame of righteousness condensed by the death of the Confucian and Taoist powerhouses of the most holy and sage masters, and I don't think I need to say more about its benefits to Confucian and Taoist cultivators, and this Confucianism and Taoism is also the nemesis of cultivators and ghosts such as demons...... I need three soul stones that are at least the size of a thumb from the previous auction!", a white-robed cultivator dressed in countless horizontal and vertical black lines shouted from the stage.

A white flame then appeared in everyone's sight, it was imprisoned in a relic, seemingly gentle but with a terrifying power!

The cultivator in a white horizontal and vertical black line robe, holding the relics illuminated and consumed by the Confucianism and Taoism Wenhu, smiled and placed it in a circle in front of everyone so that people could see it clearly, at this moment, An Ji was attracted!

"Uncle, I want this thing from you, give it to me quickly!", An Ji couldn't wait to shout, and he jumped directly out of the heaven-level wing room and jumped onto the stage, excitedly ready to hold his hands and prepare to receive this relic posture that imprisoned Confucianism and Taoism.

"Uh, uncle......", the cultivator in a white horizontal and vertical black line robe, holding the relics that looked like the sun in An Ji's eyes, was muttered in shock.

"Am I like an uncle?", the cultivator in a white horizontal and vertical black thread robe, withdrew his arm holding the relic, put his face close to An Ji, and asked very seriously.

An Ji wanted to chase after him, but he was blocked by a big face, and replied eagerly, "Like, very similar!"

Boom! Like a thunderbolt from the sky, the cultivator in the white horizontal and vertical black line robes was stunned, and then he seemed to be crazy, "You tell me clearly, where do I look like an uncle, I am only twenty-two years old, I am still so young, how can I be an uncle, impossible, impossible ......"

An Ji took two steps back with some vigilance, this person's strange behavior made him feel uneasy, and after looking carefully, it seemed that he was indeed not old, but he didn't know that there was a small long beard on his chin.

"Where am I old, tell me, I'll sell this flame to you cheaply!", the cultivator in the white horizontal and vertical black thread robes approached An Ji again and blocked his big face in front of An Ji and asked seriously.

"You're smiling obscenely!", An Ji looked at the two longing serious eyes on this big face, and these words popped out of his mouth.

It could be clearly seen that the corners of the cultivator's mouth twitched slightly after hearing this answer, obviously he had experienced this.

"Ahem, do you want to buy this fire?", the cultivator in the white horizontal and vertical black line robes straightened up and asked An Ji with a light face, "Where is the soul stone I want?"

"How much?",

"Three, thumb-sized, didn't I say that!",

"Didn't you say that if I answered your question, it would be cheaper?"

"Did I say it, did I say it?", the cultivator in the white horizontal and vertical black line robes forced An Ji to retreat step by step,

"You said it!", An Ji suddenly stood still and looked at him with firm eyes and said,

"You heard me wrong, I didn't say it!", the cultivator in the white horizontal and vertical black line robes pressed tightly in front of An Ji and looked at him condescendingly and said with a fierce look.

"You just said it, everyone else heard it!", An Ji shouted loudly without losing his momentum, without the slightest concession or fear in his eyes.

The cultivator in the white horizontal and vertical black line robes began to show anger in his eyes, he squinted his eyes and glanced at the people in the audience, and found that they were all looking at him with a look of shock or admiration, and he suddenly felt that something bad was about to happen.

"Brother, you dare to threaten an immortal king's favorite descendant in public like this, shouldn't there be an immortal king-level powerhouse behind you?" a young voice sounded in the hall, his tone was full of his admiration and admiration for the cultivator in the white horizontal and vertical black line robe.

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