The Jindan male cultivator seemed to be very confident in his own things, and when the others handed the treasures to Wan Qingping to watch, his face still looked unhurried.

After the last monk handed over the contents in his hand, the man slowly took out a wooden box from his sleeve.

"This is ......" opened the corner of the wooden box, and just glanced at the thing, Wan Qingping was stunned, with a look of disbelief.

"Fellow Daoist, how's it going?" the male cultivator asked.

Sniffed the contents of the box again, and confirmed that it was that thing, Wan Qingping was very excited and said: "The thing is good!" and then a little puzzled: "Why is this thing ...... Daoyou?"

"I've been practicing for more than three hundred and seventy years now, what's the use of asking for this thing at such an age?" the man replied with some unwillingness and some relief, and then sighed in a low voice: "It's better to have fun in time!"

Wan Qingping nodded, the maximum lifespan of Monk Jindan was only more than four hundred and fifty years, and according to this person's current cultivation and age, the chances of not being able to use this thing were indeed not very large.

"I changed this thing!" said him, and without hesitation, he handed over the glow crape myrtle.

Seeing that the things they liked were replaced, many female cultivators suddenly became anxious: "Fellow Daoist, if you are not satisfied with what we are waiting for, you can discuss it again......"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Wan Qingping had a fake smile on his face, hugged his fist at the female cultivators, and walked straight off the stage, as for whether the female cultivators would scold themselves in their hearts, he didn't care.

"Master, you are so good to others!" As soon as the male cultivator returned to his seat, the bewitching woman snatched the box containing the immortal mushroom and grabbed it in her hand, as if the thing would run away.

The male cultivator wiped a handful on the bewitching woman's chest fiercely: "It's so good to be a teacher, and the thing that promised to be a teacher ......"

Obsessively looking at the contents of the box, the woman carefully put the things away, and said angrily: "Master will bully people!

"As a teacher, I don't bully people, I will only bully my manzhu!" Seeing that the woman was so delicate and charming, the male cultivator smiled on his face, and he couldn't wait for what kind of wilderness this place was, so that he could immediately correct the woman on the spot.

When the pair of masters and apprentices were slimy, the secret meeting was still going on slowly, I don't know if it was affected by the glow of crape myrtle, and when the secret meeting was about to end, there was actually a good-looking female cultivator on the stage, selling herself like a label to sell herself, and the thing she asked for was the treasure that could fix her face.

"It's a pity!" Looking at the female cultivator with a convex front and a concave back, Wan Qingping pursed her lips with a look of regret. If the Immortal Immortal Zhi is still in his hands now, maybe he will buy this woman, since the last time he and Yu Min turned over the clouds, he hasn't done that for a long time, and he is really a little panicked.

"Squeak-squeak-" Both doors were opened at the same time.

The masked monk who presided over the auction stepped forward to the stage: "Fellow Daoists, this secret meeting is here, thank you for coming to the court!

Wan Qingping secretly praised in his heart, with these forty breaths of time, it must be enough for the people who participated in the secret meeting to walk out of the hall and blend into the crowd on the street, and he also suspected that the street to which these two doors lead must not be the same street.

When it was his turn, he chose a door at random and walked out along the passage, but halfway through, his body fluctuated, and the aura of the Jindan monk disappeared, and he turned into the little monk in the early stage of foundation building again.

The little monk of Tsukiji seemed to be very cautious, constantly burrowing through the crowd, which made the pair of master and apprentice who came after him secretly laugh, and the pair of master and apprentice at this time also wore veils and hats.

After more than half an hour, the little monk seemed to feel safe, so he walked out of the city in a hurry.

"Good apprentice, do you need to do something for the teacher?" After following for such a long time, Jin Dan male cultivator was a little impatient, isn't this a good thing to delay him?

"Master, you're too anxious!" The bewitching woman hugged the male cultivator's arm and shook it vigorously a few times, and then said: "A small thing in the early stage of foundation building, if you still use the master's hand, wouldn't the apprentice be too useless? The apprentice wants to catch and humiliate this person with his own hands!"

"That's good, the teacher is on the side!" The male cultivator didn't feel anything, the bewitching woman was a foundation building great perfection cultivator, dealing with a young monk in the early stage of foundation building?

As the distance between the two and the little monk of Tsukiji got closer and closer, the little monk of Tsukiji also seemed to notice something, and changed the direction at once, and after the two of them also changed directions, the little monk of Zhuji was so frightened that he hurriedly urged the flying magic weapon under his feet to become more and more rapid.

"I only realized it now, it's too late!" Seeing the appearance of the little monk Zhuji fleeing in the wilderness, the bewitching woman sneered, and then broke away from the side of the Jindan male cultivator and chased after him unabashedly.

The woman's flying magic weapon was slightly better than that of the Tsukiji Minor Monk, and the cultivation was much higher, so the distance between the two was quickly narrowed.

"Why are you chasing after me?" said Monk Tsuki, turning his head as he ran, his voice trembling with a look of fear.

"Hmph, little rabbit, don't you know the old lady?" said the bewitching woman, and took off the scarf.

"Ahh......h

Seeing him like this, the bewitching woman became more and more proud, and a sense of revenge rose in her heart: "Why, I finally recognized it, you little rabbit cub, isn't your mouth very sharp at the secret meeting, doesn't it mean that the old lady's ass is big? Why are you dumb now?"

"Daoyou spare your life, Daoyou spare!"

"Spare your life, it's too late!" The bewitching woman was like a tiger that had caught its prey, not in a hurry to kill it, but to play first.

"It's not too late!" Friar Tsukiki suddenly stopped flying and turned around.

"What do you mean?" the abnormality of the prey caused an inexplicable unease to flash through the bewitching woman's heart.

The little monk took off the hat and showed a pair of white teeth: "Hehe, your good master is two miles away from us now, right? This time must be enough to send you on your way!"

"It's just a pre-foundation building monk, what a big breath!" the bewitching woman swept her prey with her divine sense again, and laughed angrily.

"Let's not talk about it first, the immortal immortal is in your hand, right?" said the little monk with a squint.

"Immortal Xianzhi, why do you ......" The bewitching woman didn't know what to think, and immediately changed color drastically, just when she wanted to turn around and fly away, she saw the little monk on the opposite side smiled, and with one mouth, twelve blue lights flew out.