Chapter 125: One Hundred Thousand Spirit Stones

Seeing that the carriage was gradually moving away, one person glanced at Xiahou Zhen puzzled, frowned and puzzled, "Why tell them? There are already many people who know the rumors, isn't there another strong enemy now?"

Xiahou Zhen shook his head and smiled, his face was pale, "These people are not weak, if they get the Spring and Autumn Lock Fragment, then we just need to use the method you are best at getting it." ”

"What do you mean...... Steal?" the man smiled, "Clever!

............

In the carriage.

Feng Qihan glanced at her, and there was a rare hint of ridicule in his tone, "What??Qiuqiu is interested?"

He only heard such legends, and the rumors that he had had been met were nothing more than rumors. The cultivation of immortals focuses on being down-to-earth, and it is difficult to become a climate after all.

"Uh-huh!"

She nodded desperately, if she hadn't crossed such an experience, she would definitely not believe it if someone told her about it, but all this has been experienced, maybe the Spring and Autumn Lock does have something?

She suddenly came to this world, the original body does not know what the state is, in case there are three long and two short, she is an only child, it is estimated that her mother can cry the Great Wall for the second time.

If she can get the Spring and Autumn Lock, then she can go back......

"What are you thinking? I can't even hear what I say. ”

He came back to his senses violently, saw a magnified white jade hand in front of him, and hurriedly stepped back a little, and then met a pair of smiling eyes. Feng Qihan thought it was funny, how could this girl be so reluctant to give up after hearing the Spring and Autumn Lock, did she really want to become an immortal through this method?

She blinked, hiding a trace of tangled in her eyes, and lowered her eyes to the white hairs of the hairball.

"I didn't think about anything, I just wanted to know if the Spring and Autumn Lock was really that powerful. ”

She can't say that she actually came through, and now she wants to see if the Spring and Autumn Lock can let her go back, which is too strange.

Feng Qi bowed his head, "Then go and see." ”

Martyrdom City. Wind Picking Building.

The wind picking building is in the middle of a mountain, the mountain is very steep, and the local area is called the slope of the horse. If you want to go up, you can only walk on foot, and no matter how good a horse is, it is difficult to walk on the vertical cliff. Therefore, there is also a little more mystery in the wind picking building, just ask how such a magnificent and exquisite building was built on such a difficult terrain?

The sound of horses' hooves falls crisply on the stone road outside the inn, and as long as you raise your head, you can see the towering floors, and the roof is heavy and the slope is very small, which is different from the Jiangnan water town.

The horse stopped, and out of the carriage came a little girl, half-clad with a hat, the tulle lifted aside, and a little white hand grasping her, looking around. The eyes are like autumn water, a pool of radiant water, the peach blossom face is light and smoky, and the red lips are lightly opened.

"Master, it's not bad here, come down quickly. ”

The inn looks clean, the table has no grease stains, and a five-star rating is not afraid of its pride, which is much stronger than the inns that live these days.

Lu Miao grabbed the white yarn that blocked his vision with one hand, and grabbed the car curtain with the other, but he didn't see Feng Qihan get out of the car for a long time, so he urged.

As soon as Luo Bei'an got out of the car with long legs, the horse moved his ears, and was unwillingly led to the stable by the shopkeeper to graze.

After eating, he stretched out his legs and sat down to take Feng Qihan's tea, but he heard that the people around him were discussing the matter of picking up the wind building.

"Is the news from the Wind Picking Building accurate, I've heard that many organizations are ready to move, but such a mysterious thing, who can be sure that it must be true?"

The sound of pouring wine.

"You haven't heard of the Spring and Autumn Lock?

"I'm not questioning. The man frowned and put down his chopsticks, feeling uneasy, "I don't believe it at all, how can there be such a thing in the world?"

The person next to him laughed, "Brother Wang, don't you think it's strange to see the spirit stones in our pockets?"

The so-called brother Wang was unhappy, "I'm from Saibei, what's the matter? Besides, what's the rudeness?"

"Haha, isn't it rude to question the Spring and Autumn Lock? This is an artifact, you and I may not be able to get it, and we don't have to worry about it, but this excitement must be made up, don't you say, hahaha!"

Hearing this, he shook his head, they were all a group of monks who wanted to see the dignity of the Spring and Autumn Lock.

"Anyway, tomorrow is the time for the opening of the Wind Picking Building, and we still need to prepare earlier. ”

"Prepare what?"

"Bone-bone, such a high mountain, what should I do if I fall?"

"......"

A certain royal brother: "......"

I stayed in the inn at the foot of the mountain and got up early in the morning, the sky was not yet bright, and it was dark.

In order to go to the wind building early, she deliberately got up early in the morning.

I put on my clothes by the light of the candlestick, and when I opened the door, I saw a group of people rushing out of the door, and the soles of my feet were like flying, and in an instant there were only afterimages left, and I had already gone in the direction of the Wind Picking Building.

The doors of the inn's countless rooms were wide open, and the whereabouts of the guests inside were very obvious.

With a wooden face, she turned around and saw the senior brother who opened the door and only revealed half of his body to check what was going on outside, and there were countless grass and mud horses rushing through her heart.

How did they do it so early??She thought it was early enough, okay!!

Suppressing a little anxiety and anticipation in his heart, he finally cleaned up properly, and the group arrived at the foot of the mountain.

This is true on all sides, because the mountain is extremely tall, so the overall appearance is still a certain curvature. The rocks of the mountain are exposed, the soil is crisp, and it will roll down when you step on it, which can not be described as dangerous.

"Zhengβ€”"

Luo Bei'an and Liu Mingfei both drew their swords and threw them in front of them, the two swords and the snow seemed to be magnets with the same magnetic poles, and the swords were suspended low on the ground, waiting in the lowest posture.

She also knows a little bit of the sword, but it's not that she practices hard, she has to rely on Feng Qihan's painstaking teaching, so she can understand it a little in a daze. But if you go up the mountain like this, you still can't rely on your own edgeworth.

The senior brother and the junior brother stepped on the sword with one foot, their eyes did not squint, and the ink hair became a disciple's bun, tied high above their heads, and they were even more handsome. Liu Mingfei's forehead hair is braided, and the two pearls adorned are quietly hanging on her cheeks, with a new dress, like a fairyland.

Luo Bei'an sensed her embarrassment, so he said, "If the junior sister is not familiar with the sword, how can I take you?" His Juque sword body is wide, let alone bring a junior sister, even if it is another junior brother, there is no problem. But if you bring Liu Mingfei, forget it......

Before she could speak, a sword sound sounded over there, and it turned out that Feng Qihan pulled out her sword, threw it in front of her, and stretched out her hand towards her, "Come up." ”

Senior Brother's Sword and Master's Sword......

That must be Master's, without saying a word, he took his hand on the flying sword, turned around and smiled at Luo Bei'an.

Feng Qi snorted coldly, and Luo Bei An's heart was furious when he heard it.

The mountain wall is vertical. Halfway up the mountain, there is an octagonal tower, which is the Wind Picking Tower. The wind picking building is built according to the cliff, and it makes people feel frightened when they look at it, and the two are trembling.

The high spire gathered the eight corners into one point, and on the top was a pearl of the town tower, with a rich aura, obviously not ordinary. There is a copper bell hanging on the cornice, and when the wind blows, it makes an ancient bell.

The monks who came here looked up and couldn't see the whole picture of the tower, and when they entered the first floor of the tower, they found that it was originally built by hollowing out part of the mountain wall. The building is warm in winter and cool in summer, gathering the aura of mountains and rivers, and some high-quality sect buildings are just afraid that they are more than that.

When they arrived, the building was already crowded with people, and they were making noise, not knowing what they were talking about.

But a large wind chime rang, and everyone looked over in silence, only to see that in the first floor, which had been empty, a spiraling ladder slowly fell from the ceiling, and the caisson on the ceiling swirled and retracted inside, revealing a hole for passage.

A man went down the stairs, smiling and glancing at everyone, the fan in his hand turned upside down, "snapped" and unfolded, fanning a few times on his chest.

"It's the landlord!"

In the boundless silence, everyone looked up at the man in white standing on the staircase, and suddenly someone shouted loudly.

"Who doesn't know?

"What's the matter, you can't talk yet? It's not your house!"

As if he hadn't seen these disputes, the man in white smiled and said, "Everyone came here, they should have done their best to be a landlord, but it was really inconvenient, so let's start directly." ”

With that, he turned around and walked up the stairs step by step.

The people next to him were stunned, and the smart ones hurriedly followed. They came late, so they naturally stood a little behind, so they ended up following the crowd. Before she finished climbing the stairs, she felt as if the stairs under her feet were moving, and when she looked down, the stairs were already slowly retracting!

She took a few steps up to the second floor, and the stairs and ceiling were restored to their original state, and the floor looked unblemished. I don't know what kind of mechanism there is here.

The man in white sat down on the main seat, and several attendants behind him walked lightly and quickly brought a box.

"Not much to say, the rule of our Wind Picking Building is that the law of the jungle eats the strong. As long as the benefits are enough, the thing can be taken. As for whether you can keep it well, that's your own business. Well, the first treasure, the Qiankun Mirror. ”

His words are extremely unkind, no one knows when there is a wind picking building here, if it weren't for the news of this Spring and Autumn Lock, I'm afraid no one would run to this remote polar region. But this person just looked like he was beaten up, sitting alone, and it didn't matter if so many people came standing with sore legs, whether they needed to arrange a guest seat.

Just listened to the last words of the man in white, and before everyone had time to get angry, their eyes widened in shock. Qiankun Mirror! Isn't that the magic weapon used by Ziling Zhenren before his ascension! But it is a top-grade artifact, I didn't expect it to be seen in the world a hundred years later!

The ascension mentioned here is actually death, and there has not been a monk in the Yaoxian Continent who has really ascended to the Tao for thousands of years, but no one has questioned the matter of cultivating immortals, so the death is euphemistically called ascension, which can be regarded as a kind of psychological comfort.

The man in white opened the box, and a stream of aura mixed with bloody qi rushed out in an extremely domineering manner, and those who did not carry the aura to protect their bodies were all sweet in their throats, and their eyes were almost rushed to death by the sky-high aura.

She only cares about sticking her head out to see the contents of the box, where does she know how to ask for luck? But she is still dignified, and there is nothing to do.

Feng Qihan put down his hand to pinch the trick, and the transparent enchantment blocked all the aura impact for several apprentices.

"I, I'll give out 30,000 medium-grade spirit stones!" A green-clothed monk squeezed to the front, there was still scarlet blood at the corner of his mouth, he took his sleeve and wiped it casually, his eyes were full of amazement.

He couldn't have imagined this kind of treasure before, let alone see it with his own eyes.

The attendant blocked him out and couldn't touch the Qiankun mirror in the box, so the man had to give up and take out the mustard sac from his waist.

There were a few laughs from the side.

Only then did he realize that these people were reacting a little strangely.

"You're just a little spirit stone, so don't stand in the way of others here. ”

A young man dressed in satin, wearing a golden crown, and holding a dusty hand finished laughing, turned his head to the man in white and said, "I will give 10,000 high-grade spirit stones!"

10,000 high-grade spirit stones are equal to 10 million medium-grade spirit stones.

The gap is self-evident.

The man in white listened to this astronomical figure, his eyelids just lifted slightly, and he smiled slightly, "Is there anyone else who wants to ask for a price?"

The man raised his chin with a look of ambition on his face, and looked at the monk in Tsing Yi, who was reluctant to give up, but did not have many spirit stones, and said, "I'm afraid there is no more." ”

took out the mustard sac and poured out a heavy pile of spirit stones, "The spirit stones are all here, you don't need to install the Qiankun mirror, just give it to me!"

The man in white was silent and closed the box.

"You don't have to pretend, I'm just going to see what the Qiankun Mirror is!" he reached for it, but was blocked by the attendant.

"What does this mean! I obviously gave you all the spirit stones, 10,000!"

The man in white lifted his eyelids and said unhurriedly, "When did I receive the spirit stone?"

"Then what do you mean!"

"If it is less than 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, it will not participate in the auction. After saying that, the box in the man in white had been relocked and thrown into the spirit array on the side.

The man was stunned, and his heart was shocked. 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, even if it is a big sect for a while, it can't share so much cash!

But no one can say that he is a lion with a big mouth.

The first treasure that throws bricks and leads to jade is the treasure Qiankun Mirror, which has been in full bloom for a while and has been buried for many years, which not only has extremely strong mana, but also is the natal magic weapon of the famous Ziling Zhenren. How can this be measured by money?

There was a mess on the ground and a spirit stone rolled down, yellow and clear.

He crouched down and picked it up little by little, put it back in the mustard sac, and stood silently in the crowd.

Ten thousand is already the limit, no matter how much, he can't take it out.

The poor little man who only had a few high-grade spirit stones in his pocket money felt a little out of place when he stared at the high-grade spirit stones on the floor that could buy a high-grade carriage by picking up a piece at random.

Fuck, did she stumble into some fancy clubhouse?

100,000 high-grade spirit stones! Then you have to empty the treasury, right?

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