Chapter 0211 Hua Qiandai's singing

Xingtian didn't ask any more, because he also felt that there were too many secrets in his robbed apprentice. In addition to the secrets he already knows, there seem to be many secrets that he doesn't know. Xing Tian casually took out the basic booklet from his bosom and handed it to the auctioneer, who handed it over to the original person of the treasure. The appearance of that person is about fifty years old, and his cultivation is around the age of the first infancy. It should be a loose practice with no sect and no sect, and these loose practices are extremely difficult. However, they were helpless, and the big sect couldn't get in, but the small sect couldn't look down on it. These casual cultivators often practice exercises that have been passed down from the family, and most of these exercises cannot lead to immortality, but they can also make people have some cultivation. The man was lucky, and found a sword. The sword was held in Mo Sang's arms, and the exercises and formation atlases that Xingtian used to trade were all snatched by him when he was young, and this guy was very arrogant when he was young. When you are practicing outside, you can find people to fight around, which is also notorious. Later, his cultivation gradually improved, and his temperament was a little more restrained. But even so, he didn't cause trouble for the Heavenly Demon Sect, if it weren't for Wu Mian being his fellow brother, I am afraid that he would have been dissatisfied with him a long time ago. The original owner of the treasure looked at the atlas of exercises and formations given to him by Xingtian, and held it with tears in his eyes and refused to let go. Mo Sang held back his mouth, it seems that he is still a little blessed and does not know the blessing. These things can be obtained at any time if Mo Sang wants, and it is almost more difficult for those loose cultivators to get these than to ascend to the heavens. Putting such an excellent cultivation resource without it, it is simply a tyrannical thing! Mo Sang looked at that person and decided to cultivate hard from today onwards. After all the handover formalities were completed, Xingtian took Mo Sang back to the stage on the third floor. At this time, the stands were already full, but there was no one in the front row for a long time. Mo Sang was wondering why these people didn't sit in such a good position? Xing Tian had already pulled him over and sat down in the middle. As soon as he and Master sat down, they heard someone behind him talking. "The big guys have finally arrived. "Yes, the time of this performance has been delayed for half an hour. "Shhhhhh It's terrible to be heard, we can't afford to mess with such a character. Mo Sang heard the discussion of those people in his ears at all, most of these people were officials of the Tongtian Empire. Usually it is considered to be a bit powerful, but it is much worse than those who practice Mossan. Listening to those people's discussions, Mo San's heart suddenly became clear. It turned out that this seat was specially set up for the master and himself, so no wonder no one dared to sit on it. The time of the performance was set back by half an hour because of the master's belation, and it seems that power is really a good thing. With power, people naturally abound. Mo Sang didn't know any of this, only following the master would naturally have someone take care of everything for them. With Mo Sang and Xingtian seated, the performance finally began. As soon as the curtain opened, I heard a thunderous applause from the audience. From this applause, Mo Sang could also hear how hot Hua Qiandai was, and Mo Sang gradually became full of curiosity about Hua Qiandai. With the end of the first few warm-up shows, the protagonist finally appeared. Although the high platform is far away from the viewing seat, it is not difficult for people like Mo Sang to see the appearance of the protagonist. Even if she wears a very thick makeup today, it is difficult to hide the face of the country and the city under the makeup. Mo Sang looked at it a little strangely, this person always gave him a very familiar feeling, but he could never think of where he had seen it, or where he was familiar with it. As soon as Hua Qiandai settled, it attracted extremely warm applause from the audience. The applause was behind, and the audience was surprisingly quiet, as if everyone was waiting for the horn to sing. Hua Qiandai's eyes moved slightly, and her lips opened slightly. The sound of heaven and throat resounded in the sky, as if the sound did not come from her body at all, and there was always a shock that shocked her heart. Regardless of the tune, this sound alone is extremely beautiful. Mo Sang couldn't help but sigh, no wonder it was so popular, its timbre has already occupied the top, coupled with the wonderful dancing and Alluring appearance, it is difficult not to be popular. However, after listening to this tune for a long time, Moissan's sleepiness began. Mo Sang was afraid of being rude, but he didn't dare to really close his eyes. The master was listening with great interest at this time, and when he was excited, he would applaud along with the audience behind him, and it seemed that there was no such strange sleepiness of Mo Sang at all. Mo Sang didn't notice anything strange, it was just a visceral sleepiness, not the result of exertion. Mo Sang didn't know when he didn't feel sleepy, he rarely needed sleep since he became a pill, why did he suddenly feel this sleepiness at this time? Mo Sang tried hard to open his eyelids, but the more he resisted, the more fierce this sleepiness became. Before he knew it, Mo Sang had closed his eyes and his mind was groggy. When he woke up again, he found that he had returned to the Inner World. At this time, the Sword Immortal and the Sword God were guarding his side, and Mo Sang jumped up vigilantly, but this sudden action startled them. "Little brother, you're finally awake. It was the sword god who spoke, and he was looking at himself with a worried expression on his face. "yes, you've been asleep for days. I don't dare to disturb you, so I have to protect you in the heart of the earth. Mo Sang rubbed his head, he didn't understand how he had suddenly arrived here. It stands to reason that the center of the earth has been fused by him, and this world no longer exists. But he returned here in a daze, and Mo Sang looked at the two and asked. "How did I get here, and how long have I been here?" replied the sword god with a smile. "What nonsense, haven't you been here all along? Our two brothers said that we would protect the Dharma for you until you came out. Then you flew out of the molten slurry and burst into red flames. But you collapsed and slept for days. The Sword Immortal also explained. "Yes, what the eldest brother said is true. Look, isn't your Fire Rock Turtle here?" Mo Sang looked in surprise in the direction pointed by the Sword Immortal, and sure enough, he found that the Fire Rock Turtle was lying on the ground with a docile face and staring at him. Mo Sang reached out and patted his head, by which point he was already confused. What the hell is going on? Could it be that the thing I just watched with the master was a dream? I never left here at all? But this is unlikely? I remember that I was very affectionate, and I remember that he saved a Luolan girl. Are all of these things fake? Maybe it's just an imaginary imagination in my own mind? >