In Xiao Feng's cognition, the King of Lingzhi needs the blue Ganoderma lucidum to be reproduced many times before it can be conceived after more than 100,000 years. And the King of Ganoderma lucidum is also extremely demanding on growth, and it may be a little insufficient to describe the King of Ganoderma lucidum as rare.

The palm trembled and pointed to the Lingzhi King with huge leaves in front of him, Xiao Yue's white cheeks not only added a little ruddy, but he couldn't imagine it: "Is this really the Lingzhi King?"

Hearing his question, Yang Qianming nodded affirmatively and said: "The goods are genuine, if you don't believe it, you can invite your Lingbao master to come out and check it." ”

Seeing Yang Qianming say this, Xiao Yue immediately waved his hand and said, "No, no, no! Ge Laozi, how can I not trust you, I just feel that it is still like a dream now." ”

The reason why I am so excited is entirely because of the rarity and rarity of the Lingzhi King, so that countless people have only heard of its name, but they may not be able to see it in their lifetime.

If Xiao Yue's hand* this Lingzhi King is auctioned off, then Xiao Yue's status in this Wanbao Pavilion and the Inquisition Court will definitely rise.

"Ge Laozi, the second child, Qianming, you wait for me here, this Lingzhi King is not a small object, and the auction can be arranged casually. After a pause, he looked at Yang Qianming Xiao Yue and continued extremely seriously: "I'll go and talk to the respected steward, I don't have the right to arrange this rare thing." ”

After listening to this, Yang Qianming expressed his understanding, and at the same time, he also had some knowledge of the spiritual level in front of his stewardship.

Looking at Xiao Yue, who left in a hurry, Xiao Feng smacked his lips and said: "Lao Yang, you can do it, you have known my eldest brother for a long time and didn't say a word to me, but I don't know until now." ”

Glancing at him inexplicably, Yang Qianming said innocently: "Then I also have to know your relationship, how can I tell you if I don't know, just when you said that Xiao was in charge at the door, I guessed in my mind, would it be Xiao Yue." After a pause, Yang Qianming continued: "But he is only a first-level sanctioner of the Inquisition, no matter how I think about it, I can't equate him with this Wanbao Pavilion, who can know in advance that this Wanbao Pavilion is under the banner of the Inquisition." ”

In the kung fu that Yang Qianming and Xiao Feng were waiting for, let's first talk about a principality that is tens of thousands of miles away from here.

In the main hall of the palace, Xiao Yanliang sat on the gilded dragon chair, looking at the envoy in front of him, a trace of violence flashed in his eyes: "Your envoy, didn't Xiao Wang send someone to send all the offerings to your country some time ago?

When the messenger heard this, he said with a proud face: "Bold, what do you mean by begging? Do you want to rebel?"

Seeing that one of his little envoys dared to speak like this, Xiao Yanliang was almost angry, and after a long time, he suppressed his anger and said calmly: "Xiao Wang doesn't dare, please calm your anger." ”

Looking at Xiao Yanliang, the envoy said coldly: "Fart, you fucking the king of a small sweet potato country, you dare to speak so disrespectfully?

Seeing that Xiao Yanliang was silent, the envoy continued: "Within three days, you can load ten carts of spirit weapon-grade spars, otherwise our army will definitely set foot in your small sweet potato country!"

After speaking, the envoy turned around and left proudly, and his figure disappeared in a flash, and his strength could reach the realm of the king.

After seeing him leave, the civil and military officials below gritted their teeth one after another.

"Damn! I dare to bully people and bully them home. ”

"This principality, which is nothing more than an ant in the eyes of those empires, dares to call itself a big country, it really laughs off its big teeth!"

"Damn! If you can't fight with them, I'm afraid he's a bird!"

Looking at the boiling discussion below, Xiao Yanliang waved his hand with a headache and said in a deep voice: "Ferrotungsten." ”

"The minister is here!" a strong man as tall as an iron tower stood up, his armor shining.

Looking at him, Xiao Yanliang said slowly: "Do what he says." ”

Without saying a word, Tungsten Iron bowed his head and said, "Yes!" and then retreated with heavy steps.

Looking at the king who was treated like this, the hundred officials below immediately admonished: "Your Majesty, no, the corpses of the people starving to death in the city have caused a plague, and now the city needs this batch of newly dug spars to go to the empire in exchange for food and medicinal materials for healing diseases!"

Listening to what they said, Xiao Yanliang frowned, how could he not know this, but what could he do now?

Isn't it possible to refuse them, and then wait for them to lead the army to attack, and then cause the city to be full of corpses and bones, and the situation of ten thousand undead will happen?

Xiao Yanliang is doing this now, just to keep Qingshan here.

Since the death of his sister, without anyone to assist him, he has lost his eternal peace, either being oppressed by other countries, or thousands of people have died.

In the face of these, Xiao Yanliang was almost exhausted, if it weren't for the fact that he still had two competing sons under his knees, maybe he wouldn't have survived today.

Thinking of the past, Xiao Yanliang's eyes once again surged with the surging fire of revenge, and he gritted his teeth and said secretly in his heart: "It's you who caused this qiē, Xiao Yan!"

In the evening, he called Tungsten Iron to his side, and Xiao Yanliang said earnestly: "My two sons are kind-hearted, if you tell them to kill an inexplicable person with their own hands, they may not be willing to be ruthless, so at that time, your role will be reflected." ”

Listening to Xiao Yanliang's words, it was strange that a person like ferro-tungsten, who seemed to be simple-minded on the surface, actually understood.

With both hands clenched into fists, Tungsten Iron lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "The king can rest assured, Tungsten Iron will definitely do his best to complete the task." ”

Seeing the tungsten iron comprehension, Xiao Yanliang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of your wife and children." ”

After hearing the words of his wife and children, the originally cold eyes of ferro-tungsten unconsciously revealed a touch of warmth.

At the Shura Gate headquarters, listening to the information reported by the man in black, Xiao Yan, who was sitting at the top, nodded slightly.

After a while, Xiao Yan said slowly: "So, Dark Fragrance has a conflict with Qianming?"

When the man in black heard this, he immediately clenched his fists and replied: "Yes, as far as the subordinates know, it is because the young lady and another girl forced the woman who is liked by the thousand young masters down the cliff that the thousand young masters have a grudge against the young lady." ”

Nodding, Xiao Yan thought for a while, and then said aloud: "Well, I understand, do you mean that the reason why Qianren participated in the Inquisition Court Competition in the first place was not to avenge his father, but because of the rich daughter who was killed by mistake before?"

"Well, that's right, after that Fujia was mistakenly killed by the young master, the young master took his daughter Zhang Ruoxue all the way, and when the young master was ambushed and almost killed, Zhang Ruoxue got up and helped the young master block the fatal blow. After a slight pause, the man in black continued: "Therefore, the young master wants to participate in the competition of the Inquisition, and then obtain the qualification to enter the Plane Arena, and obtain the Phantom God Pill that can only be obtained in the Plane Arena. ”

After expressing his understanding, Xiao Yan then said to himself: "It is not a problem to enter the War Pavilion with the qualifications of a thousand people, but it is inevitably a little difficult to obtain the qualifications to enter the Plane Arena from the War Pavilion. In that battle pavilion, it is not only our Changtian Continent, the inquisition court of this plane can enter, it is the place where the inquisition court of thousands of planes gathers. ”

After a pause, Xiao Yan continued: "The purpose of these people squeezing their heads is nothing more than the same, that is, to enter the plane arena, and the difficulty in this is no less than climbing to the sky. ”

The man in black nodded, and continued, "It's inevitable, but they are all very good, and I think they will definitely stand out among those tens of millions of talented people." And not only is the young sect master, but the young lady has also awakened the fire god inheritance in her body, so the chance of entering the arena should not be low. ”

After expressing his understanding, Xiao Yan sighed and said: "I hope so, what young people lack is experience, after all, they are still very weak, and that matter has not yet come to know." ”

Looking at Xiao Yue who walked in, Yang Qianming asked out loud, "How is it?"

"This Lingzhi King is the most heavyweight heavenly treasure that has been received since the opening of this Wanbao Pavilion, so the honorable-level steward is not qualified to arrange it, so I found the saint-level steward again, and this matter was also handed over to him to be responsible. Xiao Yue said with an excited face: "Old Yang, because the level of the saint-level steward is too high, I can't deal with him, so you must not be sloppy in this part, don't be taken advantage of." ”

Yang Qianming nodded in understanding, and then with a wave of his hand, he put away the Lingzhi King lying on the wooden table again.

"Let's go, Lao Yang, I'll take you to see the saint-level steward. Xiao Yue said, glanced at Xiao Feng and said, "Second brother, you are waiting for me here, let's drink some first when we come back, Lao Yang doesn't know when to talk about it." ”

Xiao Feng lay on the big animal skin bed, stretched comfortably and said, "Go ahead, I'll squint first." ”

Seeing this, Yang Qianming followed Xiao Yue and walked out.

Turning around all the way, Yang Qianming only felt that he was constantly walking upward, and the floors were getting higher and higher.

It seems that the higher the position in this Wanbao Pavilion, it also represents a symbol of status and power, Yang Qianming thought so boredly.

It wasn't until I went up to the fourth floor that I walked to the end of a corridor and looked at the same black door frame, which read: Holy Steward's Room.

When Yang Qianming saw this, he knew that he had arrived at his destination.

Sure enough, Xiao Yue was stable and organized the language for a long time, and Yang Qianming, who watched it, wanted to laugh, I really had never seen him pass by like this.

"Knock knock!" Xiao Yue raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times, and then an old-fashioned voice came from inside: "Who?"

"Dear Old Liu, it's me, Xiao Xiao. Xiao Yue's tone was respectful, and the body outside the door was even bent by a certain margin.

There was no movement inside for a long time, and Yang Qianming and Xiao Yue outside the door were a little apprehensive.

When the two were a little irritable, the door was slowly opened, and a sexy woman with heavy makeup hurriedly glanced at Yang Qianming and the two of them a few times, and then walked away with her plump ass.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qianming could naturally guess what had just happened inside.

After walking in, looking at a bald old man sitting inside, Xiao Yue introduced Yang Qianming: "This is the saint-level steward Liu Lao." After that, he pointed to Yang Qianming and introduced: "Liu Lao, this is Yang Qianming, the owner of the Lingzhi King." ”

Liu Lao had dark skin, and a plain elder looked a bit like a fairy wind and bones, and after listening to Xiao Yue's introduction, he finally leaked a few smiles: "Well, you go down first, I'll talk to Little Brother Yang." ”

When Xiao Yue heard this, he glanced at Yang Qianming with some unease, and then retreated stupidly, and closed the door again casually.

Looking at Liu Lao, Yang Qianming sat on the chair opposite him very casually, and there was only a wooden table between the two.

Seeing that there was a cup of tea on the wooden table, Yang Qianming, who was thirsty, didn't care about anything else, and took a sip of it in his hand.

Seeing that Yang Qianming was so casual in the face of himself, without a trace of nervousness or impetuousness, Liu Lao not only nodded appreciatively.