"Fellow Daoists, this auction is here, first of all, congratulations to the Daoists who have harvested what they want, thank you for your continued support to Xingchen Pavilion, and secondly, Daoists who have not harvested what they want, we will see you in the next auction, I believe that we Xingchen Pavilion will bring the best shopping experience to you with the best service and the best quality goods. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" The old man opened his mouth with a smile, this auction is enough to auction out the goods worth about three million spirit crystals, and the Star Pavilion can make a profit of one million from it, which is the most profitable in the recent auctions.

Although the auction was over, the crowd began to leave one after another, Mo Xian stayed in the Tianzi room and did not come out, waiting for the Heavenly Court shopping system to send the goods over, in addition to the spirit puppet of the Yuan Infant Stage, he also bought ten pots of high-grade solid qi pills, with a total price of almost 50,000 spirit crystals, and because this spirit puppet is a one-time spirit puppet of a self-detonation nature, if you buy the kind that can be charged for long-term use, I am afraid that 200,000 spirit crystals will not be able to get down.

After the list was placed, the spirit crystal in the sky card was already empty, and soon after, a ripple suddenly spread in the air, this kind of space-time static function automatically opened by the system during the transaction process is really extremely appetizing to Mo Xian, at least he is absolutely safe in the transaction process, no one in the mortal world can involve the space-time realm.

After the goods were delivered, Mo Xian looked at the spirit puppet lying on the ground, almost one person tall, at first glance it looked like a real person, but the eyes were very hollow, lifeless, and the terrifying aura that naturally escaped from the body made Mo Xian feel frightened, this is the strength of the Yuan Infant Period, although the spirit puppet itself is a one-time consumable, there must be a gap between the strength and the Yuan Infant Old Monster, fortunately, I bought a self-detonating Spirit Golem, and the power of the explosion moment is enough to make a Yuan Infant Old Monster tired to deal with, and if you are not careful, you will be injured, It's a great way to save your life.

When Mo Xian clearly felt that time was beginning to flow, he instantly put the spirit puppet and the elixir into the storage ring, and the square space inside the ring suddenly seemed quite crowded.

Outside the door, the old man has been waiting for a long time, Mo Xian, as the largest financier of this auction, spent 850,000 spirit crystals, but they are all worth the money, not to mention the girl of the Nine-Tailed Clan, even the death talisman has given him an extra means of saving his life against the sky.

"Daoyou is really a young talent, let the old Taoist students admire!" The old man smiled slightly, with an expectant look on his face.

"Where's the one I bought?" Mo Xian asked.

"Please come with me!" Lao Dao turned around, and Mo Xian immediately followed.

Walking out of the auction hall, I went up to a hidden room on the third floor, opened the room, there was only one table, the walls around were cyan, and her own spiritual spring liquid and a stand-in charm were placed on the table, and the girl of the Nine-Tails clan shrank in the corner in horror, looking nervously at the two people who entered the room.

"Hey, little girl, it's your luck, go over and see your new master!" The old man greeted the girl.

The girl's clear eyes looked at the old man, then at Mo Xian, and shook her head desperately, her beautiful face was full of helplessness.

"Hehe, this girl is afraid of life, Daoyou will take it to the bed and train it well, and she will be obedient!" The old man smiled slightly, and his tone revealed a cold meaning, as if standing opposite was not a flesh-and-blood creature, but a cold artifact for people to drive.

When Mo Xian heard this tone, his eyebrows furrowed, and he asked, "Does this girl have a name?" ”

"I don't know, when we found her, it was just her and a kitten, and then the cat died on the road, and she didn't say anything, she always looked like this." The old man said truthfully.

Mo Xian sneered, you take people from where you live and sell them as commodities, it's strange not to be stupid by you, such a hard-hearted heart should really destroy human nature.

Mo Xian thinks so, he is not the kind of mother who wants to save the world at every turn like Zhang Zixiu, and takes the common people as his own responsibility, he is actually just a little selfish, but there is a moral bottom line, and he has his own principles, his wish is very simple, he cultivates to save his sister during the Dan period, although fate is impermanent, and he is given the magic weapon of the mobile phone, but his original intention has not changed since he stepped into the cultivation journey.

There is a saying: If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world. When people are weak, there is no way to live, on the basis of adhering to principles, do not violate the moral bottom line, live for themselves as much as possible, only if they live well, can they really have the ability to protect the people they care about, such as their own sister, such as the girl in front of whom she looks like her sister.

Mo Xian took out ten pots of solid qi pills from the storage ring, and suddenly the majestic medicinal power escaped outward like boiling water, and the old man couldn't help but straighten his eyes when he saw hundreds of crystal clear commercial pills, and in an instant, he had the intention of killing people and overselling goods, but thinking of the pavilion master's advice, he still put away his thoughts, and with a wave of his big hand, the ten pots of pills disappeared in an instant.

"According to the Pavilion Master's entrustment, the clothing, food, housing and transportation of Daoist friends will be guaranteed by our Xingchen Pavilion throughout the whole process until Daoist friends leave Qingshan City safely." Lao Dao's eyes rolled, as if he suddenly thought of something, and said so.

Hearing this, Mo Xian was stunned at first, and then his worried heart suddenly settled down, after all, the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage is unimaginable, if you don't break the net, you don't want to break the net, thinking of this, Mo Xian suddenly had a little more good impression of this Xingchen Pavilion.

In fact, Mo Xian didn't know that this Xingchen Pavilion Pavilion Master and Shangguan Yuanhong generally belonged to the kind of people who were extremely cautious in temperament, and they were used to counting a hexagram to look at the number of days, and they could only say that Mo Xian was lucky when they met this kind of eye-opening Yuan Infant Stage Old Monster in a row, but there were eye-opening old monsters in the Cultivation Realm Yuan Infant Period, and there were not a few people who didn't open their eyes, and sooner or later their luck would run out.

Mo Xian nodded, the girl shrank in the corner, the frightened look on her face never dropped, the old man burst into a shout, his time was delayed is a trivial matter, if he provokes Mo Xian, the big gold lord, he is afraid that it will be difficult to explain to the pavilion master.

Frightened like this, looking at the old man's hideous face as if he was about to eat people, the girl actually cried out, and her tears kept flowing down like beads with broken threads, which made people feel infinite pity.

For a while, Mo Xian was very unhappy, looking at the girl who looked like his sister in front of him, as if his sister was being bullied and complaining to himself, his heart was suddenly soft, he stepped forward, gently brushed away the tears for the girl, and said gently: "Nizi, be good, don't cry, I will be your home in the future!" ”

The old man looked confused, his face was confused, in his opinion, this girl is a superb chicken to put it bluntly, looking at the scene where Mo Xian gently brushed away the tears for the girl, he suddenly slandered in his heart: It's disgusting, it's really hypocritical, and it's a virgin, are you saving so many beauties in the world?

I don't know if it touched the heart of the girl Rouran or what, Mo Xian cried even more after speaking, tears with snot bubbles, hanging on the delicate face, indescribably cute, just like when my sister was a child.

Mo Xian gently pulled up the girl's little hand, as delicate and soft as a soft condensing jade, the strange thing is that the girl did not struggle, if it was replaced by the old man and these people from the Star Pavilion, it would have been a cry and kicking his hands and feet.

In fact, it's not that I don't understand human nature, maybe it's that my spirituality is extraordinary, but it's just that I'm too deeply injured and deeply obsessed.

The sleeping place is in a small building opposite the Star Pavilion, which is exquisitely decorated, ingenious, and full of poetic flavor.

The old man helped Mo Xian arrange a house, and he set up a house next door to Mo Xian, but unfortunately, the pavilion master arranged for him to ensure Mo Xian's safety in Qingshan City.

In fact, with Mo Xian's temperament, he originally wanted to live separately, but he was afraid that something would happen to the girl, so he thought about it and decided to go to a room.

The joy between men and women, he really didn't have half a thought about this little girl, as soon as he saw this face, he thought of his sister, if he had a wrong thought, then his conscience was really eaten by a dog.

Closing the door, the girl habitually shrunk in the corner, leaning against the wall behind her, this real touch can make her feel a sense of security for a short time, she looked at Mo Xian, this person is a little different from those people in the Star Pavilion, looking at her eyes are clear and clean, and there is no half evil thought.

Mo Xian didn't care about her, this little girl was probably scared these days, so let her take it slow and calm down alone.

Unconsciously, twilight fell, lonely men and widows were in the same room, the atmosphere was somewhat awkward, Mo Xian suddenly began: "I have a younger sister, the same age as you, you look very similar to her, her name is Mo Shiyin." ”