Chapter Seventy-Five: Treasure Hunting

Monk Liang thought that he had the chance to win, but he didn't expect someone to intervene halfway, but he still didn't care about hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

"600,000"

"700,000" Nangong Minyue laughed.

"800,000," Monk Liang gritted his teeth. ”

At this time, Nangong Minyue gritted her teeth, as if she was fighting for the last time, "910,000." ”

Hearing the price that Nangong Minyue broke out, Monk Shiliang smiled, this price is the last fight of the other party.

"1 million."

Sure enough, Nangong Minyue shook her head and raised her hand, meaning that you have won.

Chong Yiyun looked at her superb acting skills and admired her greatly.

Monk Liang couldn't help but be proud, sure enough, who could beat the Lingbao Sect.

"Congratulations to this immortal for winning this thing."

After the auction, Chong Yiyun followed Nangong Minyue and hid in a corner, and Nangong Minyue had already set up a formation around her, and others could not find the two of them.

Chong Yiyun looked at the secluded path, and there was no figure on the path, "Senior Aunt, what are we waiting for?" ”

"Look at the fun, shhh Here it comes. ”

Chong Yiyun hurriedly silenced, seeing that this person was the monk who bought her comic book at the auction.

He looked a little flustered, walked up to them, and looked in their direction with some suspicion.

Chong Yiyun felt as if she had been seen through, and her palms were slightly sweaty.

At this moment, two masked black-clothed men suddenly appeared, and without saying a word, they picked up their swords and rushed towards Monk Liang.

With the sound of a bell, the tip of the sword pressed against the monk's waist, and it did not go in a single bit, but the whole sword was bent, as if it had pierced a hard steel plate.

Monk Shiliang went out alone, how could he not bring a talisman magic weapon, and a jade piece on his chest, others only thought that it was a simple decoration on his clothes, which was one of his magic weapons.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and the monk seized the opportunity to send a lotus flower from his arms, and the lotus kept rotating in the air, only to hear the monk Shiliang's mouth "out." ”

The petals of the lotus flower flew out one by one and stabbed at the two men in black.

One of the men in black couldn't dodge and was stabbed in the shoulder, he covered his shoulder, only to find that the blood coming out of his body turned black.

"It's not good, it's toxic."

These two people just wanted to kill people and grab treasures, but they didn't expect the other party to have such a magic weapon, the two of them missed a blow, and another person was injured and poisoned, so they had to evacuate first.

"Want to run? Since you have come, you will stay alive. ”

After the monk finished speaking, he chuckled lightly, took out a talisman treasure in his hand, and flew towards the two who were about to escape.

The rune treasure flew out and suddenly changed into countless small swords, like a tornado, trapping the two of them in the middle.

Countless blades divided the protection of the people trapped inside, but no matter how the two men in black resisted, they couldn't escape, and in the end, they weighed several knives, stained with blood, and half-knelt on the ground, and soon, they could no longer support it, and fell to the ground and died.

Monk Shiliang smiled, although her three magic weapons were lost, but she could kill the two of them, these were nothing, as long as she could save her life and treasures, it was enough.

Monk Shiliang walked up to the bodies of the two men in black.

Peeling off their masks, one of these two people actually had Henglu that Chong Yiyun had seen, and the other one was a little older, but Chong Yiyun had never seen it.

Monk Shiliang touched the two of them for a long time, and finally touched the two small bags with satisfaction.

Chong Yiyun had seen it in the hands of the real sword, it was the Qiankun bag.

Monk Shiliang stood up and looked at Chong Yiyun and them again, "If the two of you don't show up, don't blame the immortals for being polite."

Nangong Minyue was taken aback, and really looked down on the other party, and was able to find their aura through the magic circle.

In fact, Monk Shiliang also half-guessed, because Chong Yiyun's cultivation is too low, even if there is a magic circle, he can feel the breath of the other party, and those who have the courage to stay here to watch the excitement will never be an extremely humble Chong Yiyun, there must be a master who has set up a formation, so Monk Liang guessed that there are two people on the other side.

Monk Liang walked towards them step by step, and Nangong Minyue had already sacrificed the red whip and was ready to fight.

At this moment, a figure flashed, and after that, there was an extra sack on the monk's head.

There was a moment of frustration in front of his eyes.

The man raised his palm and slammed it on the monk's neck.

The monk secretly screamed that it was not good, and then mixed up.

Chong Yiyun thought that she was going to give an account of her life like Henglu.

But he was stunned by the sudden situation in front of him.

Nangong Minyue waved her hand, withdrew the magic circle, and kicked Monk Shiliang's arm.

"Senior brother, what a good means. actually used my junior sister as bait? ”

"Hehe, isn't that also the two of you cooperating!"

Chong Yiyun looked at the strange man in front of him and said, "Master? ”

Zhenjian smiled, "Good apprentice, how does the teacher look like this, handsome or not." ”

"Master......... You owe me an explanation," Chong Yiyun gritted her teeth.

When Zhenjian heard her words, he pretended to be stupid and said, "What explanation, what are you talking about?" ”

"Pretend, pretend, master, didn't you say that you took all those things in my cave to pay off the debt?"

"Why do I see my murals in the crystal market, and why do my comic books become auction items, and what mysterious immortal magic has it become?" Chong Yiyun walked up to the real sword and nodded.

Damn, hasn't she grown a lot taller, why do she still have to look up to others?

"Hehe, good apprentice, you listen to the teacher's explanation."

"Master, in fact, it's okay not to explain, then you can always give me half of the spirit stone in the auction, after all, it's my book."

At this time, Nangong Minyue had already "cleaned up" the monk Shiliang, his body was clean at the moment, the entire shirt was gone, and only a pair of pants were left lying on the ground.

"If it weren't for me, would your broken comic book be sold for such a high price?" Nangong Minyue appeared beside the real sword and said.

At this time, the face of the real sword was distorted, how could he be so ruthless, is it easy for him to earn some spirit stones, even if the apprentice is forgotten, he must owe her, this Nangong Minyue also has the face to share the spirit stones with him?

Look at the monk on the ground, his body is about to be stripped clean, he is more ruthless than him, and the magic weapons on that person's body are worth a lot of money.

But Nangong Minyue didn't seem to have done anything, and looked at him bitterly.

"Senior brother, you also know that I practice the most difficult spirit stone, and the Baiqinglu that you took from me some time ago ......"

"Okay, just promise you, go quickly, if you don't leave, Monk Shiliang will wake up."

After saying that, the real sword raised his foot and ran.

Nangong Minyue was stunned for a moment and looked at the disappeared real sword, then chopped off her foot, and said to Chong Yiyun, who was still in a daze, "What else are you looking at, chase it cleanly!" ”

"Oh! Yes? Good! But..."But how did she chase...

Nangong Minyue took out the gourd and threw it into the sky, and the gourd conjured up the form of a magic weapon.

Nangong Minyue didn't say a word, dragged the weight of Yiyun, stood on the gourd and flew out in the direction where the real sword disappeared.

As soon as Chong Yiyun and the others left, the monk Shiliang was startled by the cool breeze.

He touched his arm, and suddenly found that his clothes were missing, and then found that all the magic weapons were gone, including himself and the Qiankun bag that he had previously scavenged from Henglu and the others.

But fortunately, the immortal law book he photographed was still at his feet.

This made Monk Liang a little puzzled, why did that person only rob him of his magic weapon and finances, shouldn't he have come for the immortal law book? Could it be that the other party does not know the goods.

And the other party didn't kill him after grabbing the treasure, as long as the life and the book are there, Monk Shiliang will be at ease, at least the most important thing is still there.

Monk Liang stood up tremblingly, looked at the two black-clothed men who had died, and ripped off their clothes, although the clothes had been torn by his magic weapon, at least they could still cover their bodies......