Chapter 200, Grand Steward?
The turbulent aura in the attic instantly allowed Jun Feili to judge the cultivation of the cultivators inside.
The strong people who can reach the seventh level of the Martial Emperor Realm, in the Western Regions, where the strong are like clouds, are all regarded as famous figures, and they generally hide behind them to enjoy their blessings.
There are very few people who come out to show up and do what they are in charge.
"The powerhouse of the Martial Emperor Realm Sevenfold was actually sent here to be the chief manager?" Feeling the breath of the other party, Jun Feili suddenly felt that this Drunken Dream Pavilion did not seem to be as simple as it seemed.
And the other party obviously felt the breath on Jun Feili's body, and in an instant, the momentum in the attic became sharper!
Feeling the change in the other party's momentum, Jun Feili also stared, and a strong momentum poured out from Jun Feili's body, with the momentum of the power of the Star Emperor, he was not suppressed by the momentum of the cultivator in the attic at all.
"Oh?" Regarding Jun Feili's strength, the cultivator in the attic suddenly let out a surprised soft cry, and the battle between the two was completely carried out in secret.
Bingbing, who was beside Jun Feili, didn't feel the slightest abnormality, which also proved that the momentum control and retraction of the two of them were wonderful, otherwise, just the aftermath of the momentum collision, Bingbing would probably be shocked to death on the spot.
"Excuse me, Chief, this gentleman wants to apply for the VIP status, so I have brought him to see you, Chief. Standing outside the door, Bingbing's sweet voice echoed around, and after a while, a neutral voice came from the attic: "Come in." ”
Led Jun Fei into the attic and came to a vast quiet room, the two saw an old man, sitting in the quiet room, quietly closing his eyes and breathing, in the four corners of the quiet room, there is a thin copper tripod, inside the small tripod, burning a faint sandalwood gas.
For Jun Feili at this moment, this smell Jun Feili is not unfamiliar, this is the fragrance produced when the ambergris wood is burning, this fragrance can calm the mind, reduce the possibility of the cultivator going mad, and this ambergris wood burns when it has a slow healing effect, the most suitable is to help the cultivator treat internal injuries, or that kind of old injury.
Of course, because ambergris wood has so many functions, it can be said that it is also quite rare in the Tianyun Continent, and the price of a palm-sized piece of ambergris is often around a thousand top-grade yuan stones.
And this old man actually lit ambergris incense wood in the corners of the quiet room on all sides, which can be said to be extremely extravagant.
"The old body, the old wounds have not healed, see the smile, please sit down. A pair of eyes opened, and after the old man glanced at Jun Feili, he nodded indifferently at Jun Feili and pointed to the futon in front of him.
"You can step down. After letting Jun Feili sit down, the old man turned his head to look at Bingbing, and Bingbing hurriedly bowed and slowly retreated.
"The Fourfold Peak of the Martial Emperor Realm...... Your Excellency, at such a young age, you have such cultivation, and you don't think you are an unknown person, right?"
After glancing at Jun Feili lightly, the old man nodded slightly.
"Your strength is also good, although you are older, you can barely be considered a strong man. ”
For the old man's praise, Jun Feili only replied coldly.
"The VIP qualification of the Drunken Dream Pavilion not only allows you to enter the auction three days later, but also has the right to enjoy all the information about the ancient ruins.
But this VIP qualification is not so easy to get, if you want VIP qualification, please pay the corresponding price first, Yuanshi these don't have to be taken out.
As a Martial Emperor powerhouse, you should understand that Yuanshi is actually not worth much in the eyes of a real powerhouse. He didn't care about Jun Feili's words, and after the old man slowly closed his eyes, he said indifferently.
The old man's words made Jun Feili silent for a while, closed his eyes and thought for a while, and then Jun Feili took out a Xuanbing from the Qiankun Ring.
This sword is among his Qiankun rings, a ninth-order lower-grade Xuan soldier who has been idle for a long time, named like a flowing year, and the cyan sword body makes this sword look very temperamental.
It should be said that on the Tianyun Continent, all ninth-order refiners must be able to refine Xuan soldiers.
Only if you can refine the water-like years can you be regarded as a true ninth-order refiner.
As soon as the water flow year came out, the old man's originally closed eyes slowly opened, and he saw the old man's hand move, and the water flow year was like being attracted by a magnet, and was sucked by the old man violently.
'Bah!!'
Like water flowing out of the sheath, the crisp and long sound of the sword echoed around, the pale pink sword body trembled gently, and the cold light at the edge of the sword made people feel the indescribable sharpness just by looking at it.
"Ninth Order Lower Rank Xuanbing, I didn't expect your shot to be okay, but this one is still a little worse. With a faint smile, the old man put the sheath in front of him.
"Do you have a very big appetite, the ninth-order low-grade, it's actually a little worse? Do you think that a place will be worth a ninth-order mid-grade Xuanbing, right?" Hearing the old man's words, Jun Feili was not annoyed, but said lightly.
"Huh...... In fact, whether the price is enough or not, it just depends on the old man's words, this ninth-order inferior product is like water, and it is okay to say that it is enough, but it is not enough, and it is okay. ”
"Boss, let's stop playing dumb riddles, let's say, what price do you want?" snorted coldly, Jun Feili said to the old man.
"Young man, don't be too anxious, the old man has said, this is like a sword of the year, you can say enough and you can't say enough.
And the old man, I just hope to attach a little condition to this sword. Smiling slightly, compared to Jun Feili's already a little irritable, the old man was still indifferent.
After all, it is now the old man who holds the initiative.
Looking at the old man's calm appearance, Jun Feili knew that what he was saying was in vain, and now that he had the greatest initiative, he could only accept it.
"Tell me, I'll just listen to what conditions the chief can add. ”
"It's very simple, you and I are sitting here, the old man makes three moves to you, and you, whether you only crack, dodge, or blow up the old man's moves, there is no problem, the only condition is that you have to sit on the futon. With a faint smile, the old man lightly pointed to the futon where Jun Fei was sitting.
"Okay! Three moves are three moves, it's not a harsh condition, I can accept it. ”
Hearing the old man's words, Jun Feili's face did not change much, although the old man's cultivation was three times higher than him, but with his current strength, as long as he was not the peak Martial Emperor, he would not take it seriously.
What's more, it's just three tricks, it's just a piece of cake.