As time flies, the trial in the Luoxia Valley is getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere in the sect is quietly changing, and the disciples are all gearing up and stepping up their cultivation, and the topics of the three or five groups are always inseparable from this, and the atmosphere is becoming more and more solemn. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Judging from the information currently circulating, the number of applicants for this trial far exceeded that of previous sessions, and the reason was that both the Gu Peak Lord himself was in charge, and there were also many elders and senior uncles and other high-level cultivators in the sect accompanying him.

The fact that many high-level monks went to inspect was indeed a rare opportunity for disciples who wanted to worship a famous teacher, or to get the respect of a certain senior in the sect.

In the past sect trials, from time to time, it was rumored that a certain disciple with superior talent was taken by the elders of the sect and taken away for training, or a person who was unlucky enough to be able to worship a high-level monk as a teacher, and so on topics emerged endlessly, and it was easiest to arouse the nerves of all disciples.

And this year, the high-ranking monks in the sect were intensively dispatched, which undoubtedly boosted the enthusiasm of the disciples to sign up.

Tiankui Peak Artifact Pavilion, Yun Fan walked casually on the street, a clearly marked price of the lower grade treasure Breaking Heaven Knife caused him to think, but the price of up to 5,000 yuan stone discouraged him, and he shook his head helplessly and left, there are many treasures in the Artifact Pavilion, but the premise is that there must be enough Yuan Stone.

There were only a day or two left before the trial, and it was mostly useless to practice behind closed doors, but fortunately, he came to the Artifact Pavilion to buy some healing medicines and items to repel insects and avoid beasts.

Not long after, a shop selling weapons came into Yun Fan's sight, and dozens of people were surrounded by the door, and several of them could be vaguely identified as official disciples, who had more or less dealt with in the past.

After some inquiry, it turned out that this place was auctioning off the Qingming Sword, a treasure weapon, and this news had been spread to Tiankui Peak a few days ago, but because his news was blocked, he had never heard of it.

In the bustling crowd, standing at the forefront were three disciples, one of whom was a young man with a tall and thin face and a handsome appearance, it was Hao Feng who had sneered at Yun Fan, oppressed people with power, and limited him to quit the sect in three months.

There is another young man with a hard face, several terrible scars on his face like insects, if he is not mistaken, this person is the famous cultivation madman Mu Qianxing in Tiankui Peak, I heard that this person has no background, with countless life and death fights, he has today's strength and status, he has always been a loner, almost all disciples respect him far away.

In addition, there is also a young woman wearing a fiery red tight skirt, tall, pink and ruddy skin, white and red, only to see her short skirt gently swaying with the breeze, swinging people's hearts, a pair of jade feet slender and round, people can't help but swallow saliva secretly.

Yun Fan's face flashed with surprise, this woman was the well-known Ling Cai'er in the Tianqian Sect, but it was a thorny rose, and there were already many male disciples who fell under his pomegranate skirt, and he didn't know how miserable it was.

The relationship between the three seems to be quite delicate, Haofeng's gaze is uncertain between Mu Qianxing and Ling Cai'er, the difference is that for Mu Qianxing, his face is full of disdain and contempt, but he is faintly a little jealous, but for Ling Cai'er, he has a naked desire for possession, and his fiery gaze stays on this woman's bumpy figure from time to time, secretly swallowing saliva.

Mu Qianxing's expression was indifferent, he only cared about the sword on the stage, and he didn't even look at Haofeng, and he treated him as air.

Ling Cai'er looked arrogant, straightened her already towering breasts, and her delicate red lips were full of smiles, as if she didn't notice Haofeng's naked gaze.

It didn't take long for this small auction to begin, and a middle-aged man came up on a makeshift simple wooden platform, and after a brief introduction to the sword, he announced a starting price of 3,000 yuan stones.

The auction officially began, but there was silence in the audience, and everyone couldn't help but look at the three people in front of them, they were just here to watch the play, and the competition would only take place between the three elite disciples.

Seeing that the scene was deserted, Haofeng glanced at Ling Cai'er, straightened his chest, took a step forward, and said with a graceful smile: "I didn't expect Senior Sister Cai'er to come, I wonder if Senior Sister is interested in this sword?"

"Whatever, junior sister is just too boring, come out to take a breath", Ling Cai'er looked lazy, stretched her waist, and the hot curve suddenly made Haofeng's eyes burst into flames, and an evil thought arose in her lower abdomen, which rushed straight to her head, and her breath even became rapid.

"Hehe, since this is the case, then the senior brother will help the junior sister take this sword, so as to chat about friendship", after speaking, Haofeng looked proud, and generously asked for four thousand yuan stones, and secretly said in his heart that this time he must show his strength in front of the beauty, so as to win the heart.

"Idiot!", Yun Fan sneered in his heart, this person is really a fool with a good brain, he boasted about Haikou like this, obviously there is no way out, as long as someone stands up and makes a hindrance, he will definitely bleed heavily.

Although the other disciples might be afraid of his ruthlessness, there was an even more ruthless character next to him, Mu Qianxing, and Yun Fan didn't think that this person would be afraid of Haofeng.

Sure enough, the crowd was silent for a while, and Mu Qianxing suddenly opened his mouth and shouted out five thousand yuan stones.

Haofeng's face tightened, and he immediately asked for five thousand five hundred yuan stones, the beauty is current, he can't weaken his momentum.

"Six thousand yuan stones!", Mu Qianxing snorted coldly, raised the price again, and kicked the ball back to Haofeng by the way.

"You!", Haofeng's face moved, obviously finding that something was wrong, although this sword was worth a lot of money, but it was only five or six thousand yuan stones, with Mu Qianxing's current performance, it was clear that he wanted to eat himself, thinking of this, he suddenly felt remorse in his heart, his expression was hideous, and he said viciously: "Six thousand five hundred yuan stones!"

Facing a gaze full of threat, Mu Qianxing didn't eat this, he wrapped his hands around him, and pushed the price to seven thousand yuan stone again.

After only a while, Haofeng's face swelled like pig's liver, he glanced at Ling Cai'er, who was giggling beside him, gritted his teeth fiercely, and shouted almost tremblingly: "Eight... Eight thousand yuan stone!".

"It's yours!", Mu Qianxing smiled, and then closed his mouth in a witty manner, he knew in his heart that he had reached the psychological bottom line that the other party could bear, and if he pulled it up, he might put himself at a disadvantage.

Although he slapped the Qingming Sword, Hao Feng was almost burned by anger, his eyes glared at Mu Qianxing, and he opened his mouth, which clearly meant that he wanted to settle accounts after the autumn.

Mu Qianxing's eyes were cold, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and left this place directly.

At this time, fools can see that these two must have had an enmity before, and if they meet outside in the future, it is estimated that they will not be good.

Next, Haofeng took out a large amount of Yuan Shi painfully, and finally got the Qingming Sword in his hand, thinking that the beauty was on the side, he immediately put on a flattering smile, like a warm spring breeze: "Senior Sister Cai'er, Senior Brother has gone through a lot of hardships to win this sword, which is enough to prove sincerity, what do you think of the last time I mentioned a trial?"

Hearing this, Ling Cai'er covered her mouth and smiled, and said in a trembling manner: "Senior sister doesn't like to dance with swords, so I can only thank Senior Brother for his kindness."

Haofeng's face suddenly turned pale, but Ling Cai'er cheered and rushed to the outside of the Artifact Pavilion, and the laughter like a silver bell caused everyone to reverie.

Seeing that the show was over, the crowd of onlookers dispersed in a hurry, leaving Haofeng in the heart of the place like a drop of blood.

After the farce ended, Yun Fan went straight back to Xiaozhulou, guessing in his heart that these two people must have had a grudge, from his point of view, he was naturally on Mu Qianxing's side, but this matter was not something he could participate in for the time being, and the top priority was to concentrate on preparing for the sect trial.

Time flies, and in the early morning of this day, Yun Fan had just gone out when he was frightened by a wolf howl.

"Senior Sister Liu Yu, I'm Cheng Hu here", Fat Tiger opened his loud voice, roared hoarsely, and smiled at him by the way, almost making him vomit out his breakfast.

"Come on, stop yelling", Yun Fan felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly stopped him.

Finally, the sect trial was about to begin, and the two of them walked out of the small bamboo building with hope.