Mo Wentian was taken aback, he didn't expect Xue Wuya to be so kind, in order to persuade him to give up the competition of the high-level exercise "Imperial Sword Technique", he took the initiative to send out the secret book, such a benevolent and kind act is rare, he couldn't help crying and laughing in his heart, he didn't covet "Imperial Sword Technique" at all, he just wanted to auction off one or two small towns for recruiting disciples and increasing the prestige of the sect.

Even so, Mo Wentian still accepted the "Imperial Sword Technique" unceremoniously and said with a hearty smile: "Master Xue, rest assured, if the "Imperial Sword Technique" is auctioned tomorrow, he will definitely not participate in it." ”

Xue Wuya's expression softened, as if he remembered something, and suddenly his expression became stunned, and he said in amazement: "Master Mo, do you think that the old man came to collect the Qing Sect and came for the sake of "Imperial Sword Technique"? ”

At this time, Mo Wentian was surprised, and he was puzzled: "Boss Zhao's foundation building perception, but it can increase the success rate of foundation building a little, and its rarity is probably no less than any of the main medicine of the foundation building pill, Xue Zhangmen has stayed in the Great Perfection Realm of Qi Refining for thirty years, isn't he tempted?" ”

Xue Wuya shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "The old man came to collect Qingzong this time, just to see if he could help Master Zhao, after all, we have known each other for nearly 20 years, although we don't have a deep friendship, but just leaving like this is a lot of touching." ”

Mo Wentian secretly thought that Xue Zhangmen was very affectionate, and it was rare and valuable in the cultivation world of today's deceitful cultivation, under the intention of making friends, the two chatted, Xue Wuya had rich experience, and some strange things came at his fingertips, and he also had a lot of insights into the cultivation of wood attribute exercises, Mo Wentian was immersed in it, and he felt that he had gained a lot.

In the evening, only to say goodbye, Mo Wentian returned to the wing, crossed his knees and closed his eyes, and began to practice the exercises, in the past three months, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion refreshed three intermediate exercise cheats, among which "Quicksand" and "Winding" He himself has been successful, but the refreshed book of the "Mist Technique" of the middle-level exercises, but he has not practiced.

The mist technique is a water attribute exercise, although this spell is not aggressive, but if it is cast, a fog is born in a certain area, the creatures are trapped in it, the eyesight is blocked, the scenery is difficult to distinguish, there is a feeling that the clouds are deep and do not know where, whether it is assisted in the fighting method, or used for evasion, it is a good exercise, the size of the range of the generation of fog depends entirely on the level of cultivation, if there is a great magic monk to perform this technique, the boundless thousands of miles are covered by dense fog, and it cannot be dissipated for a long time, with Mo Wentian's cultivation of the eighth layer of qi refining to perform this technique, It can only change the fog within a range of ten feet.

After a whole night of cultivation, the next day the sky had just brightened, and the first rays of sunlight in the early morning shone down, reflecting on the snow, shining with a cold light.

The bell of the main hall of the sect rang, the empty mountains resounded with bursts of echoes, lingering, snow falling from the pine trees, and the plaque on the door of the main hall hung obliquely, covered with dust, dark cobwebs, and indescribable depression and decay.

At this time, the hall is already full of people, the powerful sect minds of Qinghe County are gathered here, sitting on the ground in an orderly manner, although the hall is dusty, but the cultivator does not have to be taboo, as long as a dust-repelling talisman is pasted on the body, it is naturally clean and refreshing.

In the center of the main hall, a sandalwood table and chair are furnished, on which sits an old man in brocade clothes, among the heads of various factions, looking around, very contented.

Mo Wentian used the 'Insight Technique' to check, this person is Lu Guisheng, the county guard of Qinghe County, a fifth-level cultivator of Qi refining, a disciple of the outer sect of Feiyun Gate, entrusted by Zhao Zhengyang, to preside over today's auction.

It wasn't until everyone arrived that Zhao Zhengyang staggered slowly to the sect hall, his body was bent, his face was like ashes, his eyes were cloudy, as if he had lost all his vitality, where was he like a cultivator of the ninth layer of qi refining? is clearly a twilight old man in his last years.

Qixuanzong and Qingzong have always been suspicious, Yin Qianxi couldn't help but gloat at this time, and said with a smile: "Zhao Dazhang, I haven't seen him for half a year, and his demeanor is better than in the past!" ”

Zhao Zhengyang silently found a place to sit down, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Yin is laughing, Zhao failed to build a foundation, and the incense of the sect was cut off, where is there any style to speak of?" ”

Yin Qianxi laughed loudly, looking happy, turned around, pointed at one person and said, "Master Zhao, who do you think this person is?" ”

Zhao Zhengyang raised his cloudy eyes, raised his eyes, and when he saw the person, his pupils shrank suddenly, and Huo Ran got up and said, "Zhao Zisong, why are you?" You actually defected to the Seven Xuanzong? ”,

The middle-aged monk named Zhao Zisong stepped forward, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and said, "Old horseman, you didn't expect it!" You would rather dissolve the Qing Sect than pass on the position of head to me, and you were forced out by you to defect to the Seven Xuanzong. ”

"Bastard, how did your mother die? Have you forgotten? I have a common enmity between the Qing Sect and the Seven Xuan Sects. Zhao Zhengyang's face turned pale, and he pointed angrily: "You rebel son, you actually defected to the Seven Xuanzong, you are simply recognizing a thief as your father." ”

"What Master Zhao said is wrong, what's wrong with the Seven Xuanzong?" Yin Qianxi was displeased and said: "That's right, your lady died because of her own family, but the culprit has fallen for many years, why bother with the grievances of the previous generation?" ”

Zhao Zhengyang's chest rose and fell, his beard trembled, and he hissed: "Zhao Zisong! Zhao Zisong! The old man has long known that you have forgotten your ancestors and your mind is not right. The Qing Sect is in your hands, surrounded by all factions, how to keep the ancestral foundation, the old man disbanded the Qing Sect, why not to save your life. ”

"Phew! It's a nice thing to say, but you just want to sell your sect's property and pay off your debts. Zhao Zisong said with disdain: "Old horseman, now the incense of the Qing Sect is cut off in your hands, and now the limit is approaching, I see you go underground, how to face the heads of the Qing Sect in the past dynasties." ”

His words were extremely vicious, Zhao Zhengyang heard it in his ears, only to feel that his liver and intestines were broken, and he couldn't bear it anymore, a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth with a 'poof', and he fell to his knees in despair, and said with grief: "Sinner! I am a sinner of the Qing Sect. ”

Tears welled up from his cloudy eyes, flowing down his cheeks in the ravines, his hair was tangled, his voice was hoarse, and he was indescribably desolate, the Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivator of Qinghe County's Mighty Earthquake Party had fallen into such a field, and for a while, the entire hall was silent, only Zhao Zhengyang's hoarse voice of sorrow.

Some of the heads of the factions looked at each other and said nothing; Some are cold-eyed and indifferent; Some gloated and looked disdainful; Only a few sect leaders looked sympathetic and sympathetic; The selfishness, indifference and ruthlessness of the cultivation realm are fully displayed.

Zi Yingdong of Jiuye Valley looked disdainful, and said sarcastically: "Zhao Lao'er, don't patronize and cry, you must auction off the foundation building perception you attached to the "Imperial Sword Technique", the old lady's sixty inferior spirit stones, but remember to return them." ”

Xue Wuya frowned and said: "Purple master, you can't be like this, in order to buy solid ginseng, Zhao Zhangmen borrowed sixty lower-grade spirit stones from your family, but didn't he also return you a third-order elixir to turn into a face grass, at that time, he said that the two did not owe each other, how could it be like this at this time?" ”

Zi Yingdong sneered: "Zhao Lao'er used a flower grass that lost its medicinal properties and wanted to get by, at that time, the old lady's cultivation was not as good as him, so he had to swallow his anger and give up, but at this time it was different, so he naturally wanted to ask for it back." ”

"Master Zi has a good kung fu, but he said it bluntly." Xue Wuya said coldly: "Don't worry! Even if you blackmail the head of Zhao, it is only sixty low-grade spirit stones, so what if the old man is on his behalf? ”

Mo Wentian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Xue Zhangmen was kind and generous, which made people admire, turned his head and looked at Zhao Zhengyang again, only to see that he had already dried up his tears at this time, and he couldn't cry, and he was completely unaware of the dispute between Xue Zi and the two.

At this moment, Lu Guisheng, the county guard of Qinghe County, who was sitting in the middle of the main hall and had been watching coldly, suddenly slapped the table and scolded: "Don't talk about it, this official is busy with official business, and I really don't have the time to waste time with you, so calm down and start the auction!" ”

The heads of the sects secretly cursed in their hearts, secretly thinking that you are just a fifth-level cultivator of qi refining, but you are full of official authority, but the other party is a disciple of Feiyun Sect, even if it is a disciple of the outer sect, but he is in an important position, he does not dare to offend, and he is sitting in danger at the moment, silent.

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