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According to the depth of internal strength and the subtlety of the beckon, martial arts masters can be divided into the realm of third-rate to first-class, and even grandmasters.

For Dao cultivators, there are four stages, namely refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning voids, and refining voids and merging the Dao. The first realm is trapped by the vast majority of cultivators today. Nowadays, there are very few people who can reach the second realm, and as for reaching the third realm, they are equivalent to martial arts masters, which is very rare in history.

Qiao Mu is in the first realm, and all the Dao techniques used at this stage have obvious "qi" trajectories.

After practicing the "Maoshan Taoism", the arbor can easily capture this "qi". He gathered his mind and found that the "qi" was connected with the yellow millet.

Huang Xiaomi, who was talking to Tang Wei, suddenly flashed a trace of dazedness in his eyes and raised his hand.

"Five hundred thousand." She spoke.

"You're crazy! Why do you cheer for that kind of person? Zhang Yunqi, who has not yet found an abnormality, said.

A hint of pride flashed on Song Feifei's face not far away, and she raised the sign on the table and said, "One million." ”

"Two million." Yellow millet without thinking.

"Three million."

"Four million."

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Even Tang Wei noticed that something was wrong at this moment.

Others watched in amazement.

Although An Nuoxi felt that something was wrong, he also thought that these rich second generations were deliberately comparing, with a smile on his face.

When the price was raised to 10 million by Song Feifei, and when Huang Xiaomi was about to speak, Qiao Mu suddenly stretched out his hand and patted Huang Xiaomi's shoulder.

On the palm of Qiao Mu, there is a talisman that he simply drew with his hand, if Uncle Jiu is here, he can tell that it is the meditation mantra in "Maoshan Taoism".

The meditation mantra in "Maoshan Taoism" is not the same as the meditation mantra in Buddhism, but the function is similar, which can make people abide by their own heart and not be disturbed by external objects.

Qiao Mu's hand fell on Huang Xiaomi's shoulder, an invisible light flashed, Huang Xiaomi's body trembled, and his eyes instantly returned to clarity.

Her open mouth was closed, and her eyes were filled with horror.

"Are you alright?" Tang Wei asked.

Zhang Yunqi glanced at Qiao Mu and said with concern: "Do you feel unwell?" ”

Huang Xiaomi's face gradually appeared bloody, and she shook her head and said, "It's okay." ”

"Thank you." She turned her head to look at Qiao Mu.

Only she knew best what she had just experienced.

"Have you ever revealed your birth date to others?" Qiao Mu asked.

As far as he knew, in traditional Taoism, if you want to directly control others with spells like "ecstasy", you need some special means, and the birth date of the person being cast is very important.

Huang Xiaomi recalled: "Yes, some time ago I had a lot of things going wrong, and I was introduced to a fortune teller, but what he said was really accurate......"

"Don't tell anyone about it in the future." Qiao Mu said.

"As for the fortune tellers, they can see through the heavens to a certain extent, but ...... The trajectory of life is the most unpredictable, and instead of pinning your hopes on that kind of ethereal thing, it is better to work hard and take your destiny into your hands. ”

"What's more, there are no good people in this world for no reason."

Huang Xiaomi nodded busily, and Tang Wei had a proud smile on the corner of her mouth.

With a rich smile on his face, An Nuoxi on the stage announced: "Since no one has bid, then this magic prop card will be sold for 10 million Hong Kong dollars!" Congratulations to Miss Song. ”

Song Feifei's face was almost green.

As for Song Chengfeng, he looked at Huang Xiaomi on this side, saw the other party's submissive appearance in the face of Qiao Mu, recalled Qiao Mu's previous behavior, and realized the source of the matter.

"It turned out to be a peer." His face was gloomy.

When the next guest came to the stage, Qiao Mu got up and went to the bathroom.

After he left, Song Chengfeng's eyes flashed and he followed.

In the bathroom, Arbor rinses his palms in front of the faucet.

"Don't meddle with things." A mournful voice came from behind him.

Qiao Mu looked up and looked in the mirror in front of him, reflecting a figure behind him.

It was a pale-faced young man, dressed in a black tuxedo, with long, narrow eyes and a gloomy expression.

Song Chengfeng...... You're a little too arrogant, aren't you? Qiao Mu said lightly.

Song Chengfeng smiled coldly: "Don't forget what kind of place this is." ”

"Are you threatening me?" Qiao Mu asked.

"You can understand it that way." Song Chengfeng spoke.

Qiao Mu shrugged his shoulders, missed the other party and walked out, and shook his head towards the rice balls at the door.

"What's going on?" Back in the hall, Tang Wei asked in a low voice.

"It's fine." Qiao Mu gently squeezed her palm.

"You two don't show affection like this, okay, it's time for us to play." Zhang Yunqi pretended to look disgusted.

Three women, collaboratively performed a song.

Tang Wei is a drummer, Zhang Yunqi plays the electronic piano, and Huang Xiaomi......

Qiao Mu had to change his opinion of this woman, and her voice was completely worthy of the title of "Ghost Crying Wolf Howl".

Qiao Mu could clearly see that not only those local people on Hong Kong Island were covering their ears one by one, but also some guys from the mainland who had been communicating warmly with him and others before, all of them frowned and looked disgusted.

But Qiao Mu's more energy was on Song Chengfeng, and he didn't think that this guy would give up easily.

Sure enough, when Huang Xiaomi's "song" was in the second half, a black cat suddenly appeared from the side and jumped towards the stage.

"Corpse cat?" The arbor looked surprised.

The Corpse Cat is not an ordinary cat, it is a very evil creature. However, there are always those who nurture this creature in order to gain power.

If an ordinary person is scratched by a corpse cat, he will inevitably be poisoned by the corpse, and if he is not treated in time, he will die within three days.

Qiao Mu's face was a little unsightly, he turned his head sideways, and just met Song Chengfeng's eyes, and the other party made a motion to wipe his neck with smugness on his face.

Seeing that the corpse cat was about to rush to the stage, a "meow" sound suddenly sounded.

This cat's meow was not loud, but it carried a special power, which made everyone in the hall who originally felt inexplicably uncomfortable feel a sense of comfort like breaking free from the quagmire.

On the other hand, the corpse cat, its body turned strangely in the air, and rushed towards Song Chengfeng not far away.

Song Chengfeng's complexion changed suddenly, and he quickly retreated, and at the same time took out a yellow talisman seal, recited a spell, and threw the talisman seal out.

Rumble!

As soon as the corpse cat arrived in front of him, he was struck by the talisman, and flames burst into flames.

The audience was shocked, and many people followed the prestige.

"A little magic." Song Feifei explained with a smile, but there was horror in the depths of her eyes.

The pungent stench came, causing many people to cover their noses and look disgusted, and some people had flashing eyes.

Song Chengfeng's face was extremely ugly, but he was shocked in his heart.

He heard the meow, but he didn't know what was happening.

This corpse cat is the one he raised, and he knows that it is terrible, but he suddenly loses control and wants to eat himself.

"The cat's meow...... Could it be ......" A trace of doubt and jealousy flashed on Song Chengfeng's face.

Suspicious, he took out his phone and dialed a number, only to calm down a little after a while.

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