Mo Wentian seemed to know his thoughts, glared, and said in a deep voice: "Within seven days, you two must rush back to the sect, if there is a delay, deal with it according to the door rules!" ”

Qian Yucheng immediately complained bitterly, and returned to the sect from Feiyun City, if he returned by flying crane, he would be able to return to the sect in less than a day, but if he used the magic technique to hurry, five or six days may not be enough, and the head of the sect limited the time to seven days, obviously not giving him time to play.

The order of the head has been given, and he can't be disobeyed, although Qian Yucheng is depressed, he still presses his sullen mood, and Lu Youfu stepped forward to salute, respectfully and respectfully.

Seeing the two of them leave the third floor of Wenfeng Tower, Mo Wentian wandered around the shop at will, and after less than an hour, the exit of the fourth floor of Wenfeng Tower was suddenly full of people, and the monks were like a shuttle, swarming out of the passage, as if it was a torrent, rushing towards the entrance of the second floor of Wenfeng Tower, obviously the auction was over.

When they were gone, Mo Wentian appeared from the darkness, he was silent for a moment, turned around and walked into the Liudao Pavilion, where there were indeed a few people scattered in front of the screen, obviously all of them came to receive the spirit stone, among which Wang Dayun in a black cloak was lined up in front of him, he looked left and right, his expression was quite nervous, as if he was afraid that others would recognize him.

When Wang Dayun received the spirit stone and walked out of the Liudao Pavilion happily, Mo Wentian turned the screen, received the 2,640 lower-grade spirit stones obtained from the auction, and gave a gift to the Zhuji Zhenren who was in charge of appreciating the treasure and was about to leave.

"Wait!" The old man who built the foundation suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist, stay here, the old man still has something to discuss!" ”

Mo Wentian stopped in amazement, puzzled: "I don't know what the real person commands?" ”

The old man who built the foundation said with a smile: "According to the regulations of this alliance, if a monk entrusts this alliance to auction items, if the auction price is more than four thousand lower grade spirit stones, he is qualified to become a guest of honor of this alliance. ”

Speaking of this, he paused and continued: "As we all know, the fourth floor of Wenfeng Pagoda is an auction house, in fact, there is another layer up there, which is the top of Wenfeng Tower, in the entire Feiyun City, there are not many monks who can be qualified to the top of the tower?" Don't you want to have such qualifications? ”

Mo Wentian frowned for a long time before he said, "Real person, I don't know what privileges you can enjoy at the top of Wenfeng Tower?" ”

The old man who built the foundation explained: "At the top of the tower of Wenfeng Tower, there are shops opened by the Alliance, specializing in selling rare and rare treasures, and small trade fairs will be held regularly. ”

"Sounds fascinating." Mo Wentian smiled: "But I don't know what price to pay?" ”

The old man said with an indifferent smile: "If you want to enter the top of the Wenfeng Tower, you must become a registered VIP of the Alliance, and you need to pay three hundred lower grade spirit stones to the Alliance every year, but whoever becomes a VIP can not only enter and exit the top of the Wenfeng Tower at will, but also have the right to build a shop on the third floor of the Wenfeng Tower without paying the rent of the spirit stone." ”，

"Three hundred lower-grade spirit stones?" Mo Wentian frowned and said nothing, the top of the tower of Wenfeng Pagoda is obviously a trading club for Zhuji Zhenren, and three hundred lower-grade spirit stones per year are extremely expensive, but it is relatively free to buy rare and rare treasures, as well as the right to build a shop on the third floor of Wenfeng Tower, without having to pay an annuity, it is not unreasonable, after all, as far as he knows, all shops built on the third floor of Wenfeng Pagoda must hand over more than two hundred lower-grade spirit stones every year, if you have the intention to build a shop in Wenfeng Tower, three hundred lower-grade spirit stones are worth it.

Speaking of this, Mo Wentian smiled indifferently: "Since this is the case, the kindness of the real person will not be shirked in the future!" ”

The old man smiled indifferently, took out a golden jade plate from his treasure bag, put it in front of his eyes and said: "This thing is only available to the VIPs of the Six Dao Alliance, and I also ask Daoist friends to keep this item in order to exercise the rights of VIPs." ”

Mo Wentian took the golden jade plate, counted out a storage bag containing three hundred lower-grade spirit stones, presented it and said, "Real person, this is three hundred lower-grade spirit stones, please put it away!" ”

The old man took the storage bag over, checked it with his divine sense, put it into his arms with satisfaction, and smiled indifferently: "Okay, you can go down!" ”

Mo Wentian said yes, then he turned around and strode away from the Six Dao Pavilion.

Walking out of Wenfeng Tower, it was already evening, the afterglow of the setting sun plated the entire Feiyun City with a layer of gold, the streets of pedestrians gradually decreased, a team of city guards dressed in gold and sharp walked neatly through the patrol, the golden armor in the reflection of the sunset, folds and shining. ,

Mo Wentian bathed in the afterglow, silent, his eyes were closed, with his mind to sense, in the dark he felt that less than ten miles away from the city, there was a point of light that was moving quickly in the direction of the north, that was the tracking mark of the spell, before the auction of Wenfeng Tower, he used the third-order tracking talisman to mark Pan Yulong, as long as it was within fifty miles, this person could not escape the induction of his divine sense.

Mo Wentian slowly opened his eyes, walked out of the city gate along the street, and hurried away with his magic technique, not far from the official road, he found a place where no one was, he changed into a cloak of breathing, sacrificed a cold light blade, and hung far behind that point of light.

The moving point of light was Pan Yulong, he was hurrying with his magic technique, and in front of him were Zhang Haiyun and other seven disciples of the Feiyun Sect, and the eight figures were flying like flying, like eight fast horses, galloping north.

Pan Yulong hung behind the crowd, his brows were tightly locked, his face was uncertain, and he seemed to be a little uneasy.

But at this moment, Zhang Haiyun, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped, closed his eyes and listened for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, and reprimanded loudly: "Who is in front?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue flying sword suddenly flew in, and several screams suddenly appeared, and after piercing the hearts of three people in a row, the flying sword circled in mid-air, and flew to the end of the woods, where at some point stood a figure, wearing a black cloak, as if it was a ghost in the night.

Zhang Haiyun's face changed greatly, and the person's breath was extremely powerful, as if it was an ocean, which made people unfathomable, like a towering mountain, making people look up and hold their breath.

"It's Tsuki's real person!" Zhang Haiyun immediately made a decision, gritted his teeth and ordered: "Senior disciples, let's go!" ”

But where can you escape? The Tsukiji real person sacrificed a blue flying sword again, and with just one sword, he killed the three again.

Zhang Haiyun was shocked, but he could become an internal affairs elder, naturally not a straw bag, he took out a low-grade magic weapon Xuanjin Shield with his left hand, blocking the front of his body, but his right hand took out the fourth-order earth escape talisman in the storage bag, and secretly clasped it in the palm of his hand, the situation was not good, so he immediately used the talisman to escape, with this talisman in hand, even if he was chased and killed by Zhuji Zhenren, he may not be able to escape his life.

Eight Feiyun Sect disciples, six were killed in an instant, the strength of the Zhuji Zhenren was really terrifying, and it was Pan Yulong who survived, with a strange look on his face, and suddenly stepped forward and saluted the Zhuji Zhenren.

Zhang Haiyun was quite puzzled in the back, and said loudly: "Pan Yulong, what are you doing?" ”

Pan Yulong just ignored him, walked forward quickly behind his back, and bowed to the man.

"Jade Dragon, hard work!" The black-robed man smiled and was about to help him up, but he saw that he looked weird, his eyes were hollow, and there was no look in them, as if he was a puppet manipulated by others.

The black-robed man secretly said that it was not good, but it was too late, and Pan Yulong's mouth suddenly opened, and a golden snake burst out of it, killing it with lightning speed.

Transformed into elbows and armpits, where would the black-robed man be wary? In a hurry, he could only raise his sword to intercept it, but it was already a little late, and the golden snake seemed to have spirituality, making a beautiful arc in mid-air, and with a 'flutter' sound, it penetrated his left shoulder.

The rest of the momentum continued to fly forward, but a person came out at the end of the woods, beckoned towards the golden snake, and landed on his left hand, but it was a golden magic sword.

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