An Yingwei and Uncle Zhang came to the auction mainly because of their knowledge, and under Rong Yi's illusion, the picture in their eyes has always been that An Yiran fell asleep by Rong Yi, and they didn't bother during the whole process.

It's just that An Yingji, the invisible sister, is still a little jealous in her heart, and her sister has never fallen asleep with him since she was a child. There was still a little bit of disappointment.

This auction is really exciting, looking at the appearance of the rich businessmen who are invited around, I also know the preciousness of this auction.

"Rong Yi, how long do you decide to go back to Haishi?" Uncle Zhang asked politely, after getting along like this for a few days, he really likes this young man like a spring breeze. But Rong Yi is not like a teenager, unexpectedly precocious, "We feel that this time we are traveling abroad, and it is almost time to go back." How often do you plan to go back? ”

Uncle Zhang likes the feeling of talking to Rong Yi, and every sentence just happens to his heart. Although it feels good to talk to the young master, the paralyzed face is a little worse.

An Yingwei didn't know Uncle Zhang's dislike for his expressionless face, in addition to his own displeasure with his sister, he was quite optimistic about Rong Yi, this person is not only strong in force, but also very knowledgeable, and knows a lot. Even the children of the family are rarely as good as him.

Young people always have a little bit of comparison, and Rong Yi is already past this age.

Needless to say, after hearing that he needed to leave now, he couldn't wait to carry Rong Yi with him.

Of course, Rong Yi understood the meaning of Uncle Zhang's words, shook his head and said, "You guys go first, I will leave in a few days." A friend has called me these days, and I still have a little more to do. ”

Although it was a rejection, the words seemed so sincere that people couldn't get angry at all.

Uncle Zhang originally thought that if Rong Yi would go back in a few days, then it would be good for them to 'stay' here for a while, waiting for him to return to Haishi together. But Rong Yi had already said so, and it was obvious that he couldn't go with them.

An Yingji was also a little reluctant in his heart.

Fortunately, we have left each other's mobile phone numbers before, and they are all in Haishi, so it will not be easy to meet in the future?

An Yiran was still a little disappointed, but he could only embark on the return journey and continue to look at the nearly one G of immortal cultivation information.

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The disciples of the Qingshan Sect settled the accounts in the backstage of the auction, put the rain stone into a storage bag, and used a few concealment spells in a row to hide the traces of their own group as much as possible. Their group of disciples are on top of the flying magic weapon, this magic weapon is a rare cultivation weapon, with the decline of the refining weapon, the spiritual weapon is becoming more and more precious. It seems that the Qingshan faction has really invested a lot of money for this rain stone.

The disciple headed by him is Wang Mingyang, the descendant disciple of the head of the Qingshan faction, and this time when the head of the Qingshan faction advanced, there was a demon in his heart, and he urgently needed to suppress the demon.

The group was riding on the flying magic weapon, Wang Mingyang's face was full of caution, but he always felt that there was such an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, their flying magic weapon was hit by something and began to shake. Some of the Qi cultivators began to fall unsteadily on the inner wall of the aircraft.

"Hand over the Rain Stone, or I'll kill you all." Another wave of people and horses stood in front of them, all of them had vague formations on their faces, Wang Yangming couldn't identify the identity of this group of people, and realized that they were probably prepared. A fierce battle is inevitable.

The other group is probably the same group that kept raising prices with them at the auction.

Even if the war started, Wang Yangming felt that his side still had an advantage, he was already a cultivator in the foundation building period, and the master gave him a magic weapon before he left.

The people of the Kunlun Sect had already noticed this rain stone and wanted to buy it. It's a pity that the assets in the human world are not as strong as those of the Qingshan faction. I had to think of robbery.

The conventional rule in the immortal cultivation world is not to shoot at mortals, which is why they will use money to buy the rain stone instead of robbing it directly. What's more, the owner of that auction is also extraordinary. Fights between monks have been endless since ancient times, and murder and treasure are even more common. If your skills are not as good as others, you will consider yourself unlucky.

The Kunlun Sect is now the number one sect in the Xiuzhen Realm, while the Qingshan Sect is the sect outside the three sects. Oh, the Xiuzhen sect on the cash earth can be counted on one hand, so the strength of the Qingshan sect can be imagined.

"If you take the initiative to hand over the Rain Stone, I can still let you go." The man in black threatened that of course, after handing over the rain stones, it would be best to kill this group of people, so as not to leak the news. A hint of fierceness flashed in the black's eyes.

Even if he knew that it wouldn't be of much use, but Wang Yangming still wanted to try again, this was his master's life-saving medicine, if he was taken away by them like this, then what should he do when his master went mad, "We are from the Qingshan faction, are you sure you want to be the enemy of the entire Qingshan faction?" He himself was very unconfident in saying this.

A hideous smile appeared in his blurred face, and the leader coldly ordered, "Do it." "What kind of sect is the Qingshan Sect, they Kunlun Sect will be afraid of these things.

The two sides of the people and horses started a fight, and the mountains and forests were all full of swords and blood, and the Qingshan faction gradually fell into disadvantage. Even if there is Wang Yangming, a monk in the foundation building period, the man in black is also a person in the foundation building period, and there is also a person who practices qi and consummation. Wang Yangming made up his mind that he couldn't let this group of people grab the Rain Stone, and took the Pu Ruodan that the master gave him to take it, so that he could use it for two hours, but the price was that he couldn't cultivate for the next year, and his body would be sore. He, the descendant disciple of the head of the Qingshan Sect, would lie in bed like a waste for a whole year.

Wang Yangming felt that Shizun was so good to him, of course he had to do his best to repay him.

After Wang Yangming subdued Pu Ruodan, his current cultivation is in the middle stage of foundation building, and the people of the Qingshan faction are a little easier, but the two sides are tied at most. The end result is likely to be a lose-lose situation. Even so, both sides did not stop, each using spells to attack the other. Flying vines swayed in the air, tying up a Kunlun sect disciple and lifting him high into the air, the leaves gradually absorbing the blood in his body. Another Kunlun disciple immediately cut it off with a knife, and that disciple had been sucked by the vines so much that he couldn't fight, and his face was bruised. The disciple of the Qingshan Sect who manipulated the vine land was instantly attacked by the cultivator when he cut down the vine land on the other side.

In the end, only Wang Yangming and the black-clothed man led by the two sides were left.

Sun Qi didn't expect that the bones of this Qingshan faction were so hard, and he had resisted for so long and had not fallen. The attack became more and more ferocious, and he attacked directly with a magic weapon.

Wang Yangming is already at the end of the crossbow.