Mo Wentian had some knowledge in his heart, he heard that the Hengjiang real person was originally a loose cultivator of Feiyun City, but five or six years ago, this person learned that all the seven real people in the Lion Camel Ridge had fallen, and he coveted the territory of Qingjiang County in his heart.

It's just that the Xuanmen sect has been established for less than five years, and the foundation of the sect is really poor, and it is not as good as some qi refining sects, and that Hengjiang Zhenren is from a loose cultivation background, and he has always been used to being alone, and he doesn't care about the sect's operation, this person became the suzerain of Qingjiang County, and he only knew that the spirit stone of the Qi refining sect was extorted by Lu Dao, except for being used to curry favor with the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Ascending Immortal Gate, the rest were all used for their own cultivation, and there was no intention for the development of the sect at all, so that the mountain gate array was inferior, and the road up the mountain was rugged and difficult. Moreover, the cultivation of the disciples must not be very good, even the disciples who guard the mountain gate only have the cultivation of the fourth or fifth level of qi refining, so it can be imagined.

Sure enough, when they came to the peak, there were dozens of side rooms scattered along the mountain wall, and in front of it was a simple cultivation dojo, only seven or eight disciples were meditating and cultivating on it, which seemed deserted, and walked up along the dojo, but it was standing

There is a dilapidated attic, on which the bamboo red paint is mottled, the square cypress carving is blurred, and the plaque in the middle is full of dust, engraved with three gilt gold characters of the Xuanmen.

Looking at the sect hall of the Xuanmen in that place, all of them showed a decadent and dilapidated atmosphere, Mo Wentian couldn't help but use the insight to check the sect information.

Sect name: Dixuanmen

Sect Reputation: 4550

Number of disciples: 48

Disciple cultivation is: 1 person above the foundation building, and the highest cultivation is the early stage of foundation building

The Secret Book of the Town School: Ripple Gong

Zhenshan magic weapon: Hengjiang knife

Mountain Protection Array: Seven Swords Array

Mo Wentian's face became a little contemptuous, he had long heard that the strength of the Xuanmen in that place was extremely weak, and it was the bottom existence in the sect master sect of the thirty-six counties, if it were not for the protection of the Xuantian Sword Sect, I am afraid that he would have been cut off by other sects.

Who would have thought that the Xuanmen was even more dilapidated than the rumors, except for having a real person who built the foundation, it was really a little insignificant, I am afraid that even the ordinary Qi Refining Sect was inferior, just the Qingling Sect of Qinghe County could destroy the Xuanmen Sect.

But at this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but ask the disciple of the Dixuanmen who led the way: "Could it be that in front of this seat, there is still a real person from Zhuji visiting your Hengjiang real person?" ”

"Back to the words of the real person!" The disciple immediately said with a respectful expression: "An hour ago, the Demon Breaking True Person of the Xuantian Sword Sect came to visit the head of the sect, and he has not descended the mountain so far, so he should be in the main hall of the sect at this moment. ”

As soon as his words fell, a shout of reprimand came from the main hall of the sect: "Presumptuous, which disciple who is not long-sighted is making noise outside, it is really audacious. ”

With that rough sound, footsteps suddenly sounded, and a strong man with a body like an iron tower walked out of the main hall, and suddenly saw Mo Wentian standing outside with his hands in his hands, and Ye Wuyin standing silently behind him, the anger on his face suddenly turned into shock, and the frightened and inexplicable clay sculpture stood there, unable to speak for a while.

Mo Wentian laughed and said loudly: "Hengjiang Zhenren, don't come to harm!" ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, there was a burst of laughter in the main hall of the sect, and before the voice came, I only heard the man say: "It turned out that it was the real person of Wuji who came, and it was really fortunate to be able to meet Taoist friends in the Dixuanmen." ”

As the voice fell, an old man with an old body came out of it, but it was the true demon breaker of the Xuantian Sword Sect. …,

At this time, the Hengjiang Zhencai reacted, immediately put on a smiling face, stepped forward and said: "Wuji Zhenren's patronage of our gate is really unfortunate, and it is really an unforgivable sin to miss the welcome below." ”

Although he was full of smiles and looked extremely humble, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he faintly revealed a little fear, obviously unable to guess Mo Wentian's intention to come to the door at this time.

Mo Wentian looked at it in his eyes, but he didn't hide it from him, Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and said: "I heard that Hengjiang Zhenren is the head of the fortune, won the second prize of the Immortal Luck of the Six Dao Alliance, and got a soil attribute medium-grade magic weapon Huangsha Sword, but I don't know if this is the case?" ”

"It turns out that Daoyou is here for the Huangsha Sword?" The Hengjiang real person suddenly suddenly, a strange wry smile appeared on his face, and he said with a relaxed expression: "The two Taoist friends of Wujimen are guests from afar, it is better to enter the main hall, sit down and drink a cup of spiritual tea, and enjoy the friendship of the landlord below." ”

As soon as his words fell, a trace of anger swept over the face of the Demon Breaker True Man, and he said helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Wuji, let's go into the hall and talk in detail!" ”

Mo Wentian was not polite, and the two of them strode in front of Ye Wuying, but saw that in the Xuanmen Hall, the stone bricks on the ground were uneven, and dozens of dilapidated stone chairs were placed on them, except for the first two that were still clean, the rest were dusty and half a finger high, and the cobwebs below were criss-crossed, obviously no one had been here for a long time.

Hengjiang Zhenren hurriedly stepped forward, performed a dust removal technique, cleaned up the tables and chairs in front of him, and said with a somewhat embarrassed face: "It has been a long time since there have been guests visiting this sect, so that the main hall of the sect is deserted and useless, but I want the two Taoist friends to laugh." ”

Speaking of this, he instructed the disciple who led Mo to ask the Heavenly Mountain: "Who is that, remember that your name is Xia Jianren!" Go to the internal affairs elder Fan Tong to receive three taels of good spiritual tea, and boil water and serve tea to the three real people. ”

An ugly smile appeared on the disciple's face, and he whispered: "Master, the disciple is not Xia Jianren, but Gao Huagui, and ......."

Speaking of this, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued, "Elder Fan came down the mountain two months ago, and he hasn't come back yet. ”

"What? Fan Tong, the internal affairs elder, doesn't he want to be a person anymore? It is really unreasonable to dare to go down the mountain and not return for two months, so that this seat neglects the guests. ”

Hengjiang Zhenren's expression was difficult to look at, as if he felt that his face was dull, and waved his hand to let the disciple named Gao Huagui go down, and then he said cangranly: "I didn't expect the three real people to come to our door, so that all kinds of supplies are insufficient, and the hospitality is really slow, I hope don't be surprised." ”

Mo Wentian and Ye Wuying glanced at each other, and couldn't help crying and laughing, it was okay that Hengjiang Zhenren couldn't remember the name of the disciple, but he didn't know the movements of the sect elders, it can be seen that he usually doesn't care about the sect, no wonder Dixuanmen has been sitting in Qingjiang County for five or six years, but there has been no development so far.

However, Mo Wentian didn't come here to drink spiritual tea, and he had no intention of making friends with them, so he waved his hand slightly and said: "It's okay, there's no need for spiritual tea or anything, this seat is only here for Huangsha Jian, as long as Hengjiang real people make a price, they will leave immediately if they reach a deal." ”

Hengjiang Zhenren looked strange, peeked at the Demon Breaker Zhenren, and said: "Wuji Daoist, there is nothing wrong with the Yellow Sand Sword obtained in the gambling immortal luck, but after the Demon Breaker Zhenren learned the news, he came to the main door to borrow this sword from Zaixia, and just now the two of us discussed this matter here, and I have already agreed to ...... below."

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Needless to say, Mo Wentian suddenly understood in his heart, the Yellow Sand Sword sounded good that the Demon Breaker True Man wanted to borrow it, but if it was ugly, it was that the Demon Breaker True Person relied on the Xuantian Sword Sect to forcibly seize it, and wanted...,

Asking for the past in vain, after all, the Xuanmen is blessed by the Xuantian Sword Sect, if Hengjiang Zhenren doesn't know each other, I'm afraid that in the future, don't think about being so comfortable in Qingjiang County to continue to be the emperor of the soil.

But at this moment, the Demon Breaker True Man suddenly said: "Hengjiang Zhenren, this real person is not ready to borrow this sword, but Daoyou previously asked for three thousand lower grade spirit stones, and sold the yellow sand sword to this gate, but this seat is ready to buy it." ”

While speaking, as soon as he grabbed the treasure bag on his waist, a half-human-high lower grade spirit stone was piled up on the ground, flashing with crystal light, illuminating the entire hall.

Hengjiang Zhenren's eyes were suddenly attracted, and a greedy look flashed in his eyes, but it was only a moment, his expression was a little hesitant, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Mo Wentian, and the information transmitted in his eyes seemed to hope that he would quote a higher price of spirit stones.

Mo Wentian is bound to obtain the Huangsha Sword, so naturally he will not be stingy with spirit stones, so he said with a smile: "The Huangsha Sword is not an ordinary medium-grade magic weapon, how can 30,000 low-grade spirit stones be equivalent?" This seat is willing to bid 90,000 pieces of low-grade spirit stones to buy this sword, hoping that Hengjiang Daoyou Yucheng will be. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped the treasure bag on his waist, and suddenly a mountain-like spirit stone rose under his feet, and the dazzling white light reflected the entire hall with a brilliant light, which was not at all comparable to the previous pile of spirit stones.

Ninety thousand lower-grade spirit stones? Hengjiang Zhenren's eyes couldn't move away anymore, he just felt that his lips were dry, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva after half a sound, and the two piles of spirit stones were placed there, in terms of the shocking power generated, 90,000 lower-grade spirit stones were naturally more tempting, and even fools might know how to choose?

The face of the Demon Breaker True Person suddenly became ugly, and he said in a cold voice: "Hengjiang Zhenren, you only lose 300 lower grade spirit stones, you can exchange for 30,000 lower grade spirit stones, which is a hundred times the profit, it is simply a windfall, but you have to know how to choose?" But don't be insatiable, or you'll lose more. ”

The threat in his tone was full of threat, Hengjiang Zhenren obviously had scruples, but his expression was hesitant, and his eyes wandered left and right among the two piles of spirit stones, obviously not knowing how to choose?

Mo Wentian said in a deep voice: "Hengjiang Zhenren, for cultivators who have comprehended the way of heaven, the opportunity is really rare and cannot be sought, if it is missed in vain today, I am afraid that there will be no more in the future, think twice before acting." ”