Chapter 30 The Crossing of the Misfortune

Ye Tingcheng casually put his storage bag on it, and suddenly a cyan light lit up, and there seemed to be a trace of a faint purple in the blue light.

Servant~~

Everyone who was originally silent took a deep breath of cold air.

"Bang!"

The other tray of the treasure selection device let out a roar, and a one-piece cyan treasure robe appeared on the tray.

"Top-grade treasure clothes!"

A female disciple in Xiaoxiang Valley screamed in surprise. The top-grade treasure is a three-series universal treasure weapon, which can greatly improve the monk's defensive ability, and its value is several times more expensive than the high-grade treasure of the same level. But Ye Chengcheng's net worth is estimated to be a little more than one million taels of gold tickets, and it stands to reason that there should be no such treasure as a high-grade treasure clothes.

"Haha! The poor monk has finally arrived!"

At this moment, an arrogant voice appeared here loudly, interrupting the silent scene, everyone turned their heads with a little annoyance, only to see a monk with clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, looking quite stupid and honest, shaved head monk ran over with an excited face, and along the way kept stretching out his hand to greet the female disciples of the surrounding Xiaoxiang Valley enthusiastically.

"Hey, this female benefactor, you have a relationship with my Buddha, how about you join the poor monks to understand the Dharma!"

"This girl, have you found it, your wisdom is amazing, the Buddha nature is amazing, you must be the reincarnation of my Buddha, and I also asked the female benefactor to go to the meditation room with the poor monk, treat the poor monk's practice, and awaken the wisdom of the female benefactor. ”

Of course, the response either scared the girl from Xiaoxiang Valley away, or was driven over. Walked all the way, the little Lori who came out of nowhere looked at the monk and said with disgust:

"You monk, why did you come to my Xiaoxiang Valley, do you know what day it is?"

The monk folded his hands, looked around with a solemn face, and said in a sonorous voice:

"I smell the filth, I see the hideous fangs of sin, in this filthy world, in this Xiaoxiang Valley, they wantonly erode the air and soul. The poor monk wants to make the sky clear, the earth bright, and the sentient beings pure!"

Everyone was silent at first, and then they all covered their stomachs and laughed, where did this fool come from.

Qing Chan glanced at this person, turned his head to look at Su Yuqing, and there was a hint of solemnity in his voice:

"Miss Su, this person's strength may be one line higher than Ye Chengcheng, Miss Su has an impression of this person. ”

Su Yuqing shook her head:

"The three strongest people in this generation of the Great Leiyin Temple are Huijue, Huiyin, and Huiqing, and I suspect that this person is not from the Great Leiyin Temple at all. The rules of the Da Lei Yin Temple are strict, and it is impossible to produce this kind of disciple. ”

"Hahaha!!"

The silver bell-like laughter of several women around resounded throughout Xiaoxiang Valley, and they laughed and joked one by one:

"Little monk, my sister actually wants to join you in the Dharma enlightenment! ”

It turned out that the monk took out the storage bag on his body, but there was no movement in this treasure weapon. Rao was a monk's face, and he couldn't help but blush on his face, and said a little embarrassed:

"No, no, this machine is broken, definitely this machine is broken!"

There was another silver bell-like laughter around them, and the eyes of these women once again moved to the four sons of Fenghua Xueyue and some rich sons, of course, including Luo Xue and the four of them, and they never looked at the little monk again.

After that, everyone also walked through the red carpet corridor and officially entered the Xiaoxiang Valley. Qing Chan's net worth is less than 100,000, so he is naturally not very conspicuous here.

It's still morning, and the auction and Xiaoxiang Festival in Xiaoxiang Valley won't start until near dusk, so everyone is arranged to rest and wait outside the hall of Xiaoxiang Valley.

"Miss Su, I heard that there is a stall here in Xiaoxiang Valley every year when the auction is held, and I heard that there are some unknown treasures among them, so I want to try my luck. ”

Su Yuqing nodded, people who come to this hall to rest will naturally not stay here all the time, with a lot of money, it is naturally a good choice to go out to Taobao.

Taobao Hall is a rectangular hall, next to which are stalls set up by some Xiaoxiang Valley women in their thirties. The uproar gave Qing Chan the illusion of entering the vegetable market.

As soon as Qingchan and a few people came in, the female disciples who set up the stalls immediately greeted them:

"Several, come and take a look, the top-grade magic weapons, the top-grade pills, everything!"

"How many ... ”

Qing Chan searched for several stalls and found one hundred and eighty pieces of mutated ore, of which only six pieces of mutated pure gold, and bought thirty pieces of jasper, spending a total of 30,000 taels of gold tickets and one thousand taels of one.

At this moment, the originally noisy market fell silent, and dozens of people gathered in one stall. Qing Chan followed the gaze of the crowd and saw a monk with a shiny scalp, staring solemnly at three things in a stall with a precious face.

A letter paper with an extremely strange style, a black copper sheet, and a broken soldier.

This monk is the same monk today. At this time, Yun Lan Gongzi, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, looked at the copper piece, his face was calm, and asked the trembling stall owner:

"Where did you get this black piece of copper?"

The stall owner glanced at the crowd, with a little emptiness on his face:

"Yes. . . Be.. Nanjia!"

Yun Lan's face became even more solemn, and there was three points of anxiety in his voice:

"It's the Nan family of Lord Nan Xiu!"

Qing Chan suddenly raised his head and stared at this side.

The stall owner's face became even more frightened, and he knelt down with a thud, and said tremblingly:

"Young Master Yunlan, the death of everyone in the Nan family really has nothing to do with me!"

Qing Chan suddenly appeared in the field, and his voice was cold:

"Tell me how you got them?"

Yun Lan Gongzi shouted: "Say it quickly!"

The stall owner lowered his head, thought about it for a while, and then organized his words and said:

"The Nan family, the Chen family, and the Li family in Luoshui County are the strongest, and although the Nan family is the weakest, they have a backstage like Lord Nanxiu, so over the years. Although the Chen family and the Li family have monks in the early Yuan and Ding dynasties, Nan Xiu is a monk in the middle of the Yuan and Ding dynasties, even if he is far away in the Yunlan Monastery, even if the Nan family does not have a second Yuan Ding monk. But the Nan family is still the well-deserved overlord of Luoshui County! My daughter is the daughter-in-law of the Chen family, and two days ago, the news of Nan Xiu's death came. The Chen family and the Li family joined forces to fight into the Nan family.

But I don't want to... But I didn't want that night, there was no one in Nan's house, and everyone seemed to have evaporated temporarily. ”

Yun Lan Gongzi asked again:

"Did they know the fate of losing the Nan family, Lord Nan Xiu, and the whole clan fled!"

An uncontrollable horror appeared on the stall owner's face, and one face was almost distorted:

"No, no, it's really all gone. With such a big family as the Nan family, if the whole family wants to transfer, it is impossible to hide it from our ears and eyes. And the things of the Chen family are not missing at all! And these three things were placed squarely in the center of the hall of the Nanjia at that time, and it seems. It seems!"

The monk looked at the stall owner and tried his best to think about what kind of scene would make these three things be placed like this, his hands folded, his eyes slightly closed, and his voice was a little trembling with excitement or nervous fear:

"It's a bunch of people around these three things, and then ... All of a sudden, it's gone, right?"

The stall owner's eyes were round, his face was so white that there was no trace of blood, and the fear on his body was like a tide, like the scarlet tide that was brighter than blood, surging everyone into it:

"You... How do you know?"