"You deserve to let Senior Brother Zhao wait!" One of Zhao Haitian's subordinates scolded angrily.

"W-"

The monk's neck instantly shot blood, and then he fell to the ground and struggled with his neck, and there was no movement for a few breaths.

Ahh

One of the friars screamed when she saw the blood splattering.

Zhao Haitian immediately stood up and rushed towards Bai Yuqing, wanting to break Bai Yuqing's body into pieces.

"Zhao Haitian! This is Jubao Zhai, not Haishan Hall! Fang Chunyan said in a cold tone.

When Zhao Haitian heard this, his face was gloomy, and then he stopped and said coldly to Bai Yuqing: "Okay! Very good! Zhao wrote down this matter! ”

Putting down the cruel words, Zhao Haitian glared at Bai Yuqing viciously, and then returned to his seat, no longer having the arrogance he had before.

Bai Yuqing's face was contemptuous, he didn't take Zhao Haitian's cruel words to heart, and then said coldly: "Who else do you have any opinions?" But just ask! ”

As soon as Bai Yuqing's words came out, the meaning of deterrence and threat was full, causing many figures hidden in the shadows to disappear with them.

For a while, the crows in the square were silent, Bai Yuqing's ferocity was like a nightmare, shrouded in the hearts of this group of monks, others would be afraid of the identity of Jubaozhai, and they didn't dare to come nonsense, but Bai Yuqing was different, he was a ruthless master, and he killed people and burned corpses at every turn.

Fang Chunyan's bright eyes wandered around, and when she saw that no one was responding, she immediately said in a deep voice: "Don't leave this matter here, let's start!" ”

Knock - Knock - Knock -

Three drums sounded, the sound was like muffled thunder, and one of the guards shouted: The banquet of heroes has officially begun!

With the sound of beautiful music, the banquet of the heroes officially began, and some performing dancers danced in the middle of the high platform, as if the gods had descended to earth, hooking the eyes of the monks.

The sound of singing and dancing, drinking, and laughter blended with each other for a while, and sounded in the square, so lively, so happy.

Bai Yuqing lifted the wine glass in his hand and took a sip, the wine smoothed from his throat to his stomach, and the faint fruity aroma was transmitted to his brain through the sense of touch.

For a moment, he frowned, and then lifted the wine glass suddenly, and all the wine entered Bai Yuqing's stomach, and the spicy burning sensation was transmitted in the stomach wall, and the fruity aroma in the wine impacted Bai Yuqing's memory, making him smile bitterly.

This wine is not a peerless wine, but for Bai Yuqing, it is an unforgettable memory. The name of this wine is monkey wine, it is a macaque in the high mountains and dense forests, picking spiritual fruits to brew by itself, but it is not a peerless wine, but it is also a high-quality wine.

The wine is crystal clear, fruity and elegant, slightly sweet in the mouth, spicy in the abdomen, not like a mortal thing in the world, but this wine is the love of Lin Shangyang's life, whenever he drinks, Lin Shangyang is emotional: this wine is not like a mortal, it can be described as a heavenly immortal wine.

When Bai Yuqing and Liang Shi were children, they often secretly drank Lin Shangyang's monkey wine, and every time they were chased and beaten by Lin Shangyang with a rattan, like a red mortal world.

Now that things are wrong, Liang Shi was killed by his own hands, and Lin Lao has also become a grave, Bai Yuqing's heart was sour, and then he directly picked up the wine jug and slammed a can into his mouth, "grunt" a few times, and a pot of wine was so delicious.

A few hours later, the banquet was in full swing, and many of the young monks blushed and had a hazy drunkenness.

"Everyone? Isn't it boring for us to drink like this, but to have no other activities to help us! Fang Chunyan blushed and said.

"Oh, Miss Fang, do you have any arrangements?" Zhao Haitian responded, and then the group of people coaxed together with the help of wine.

"This banquet is originally held by my Jubao Zhai, Jubao Zhai, I Jubao Zhai naturally has no shortage of treasures, but Bao Zhai has collected a lot of treasures in recent days, and today I borrowed the group banquet to take the lead for you to conduct a treasure appreciation conference!" Fang Chunyan shouted loudly.

Hearing this, the underground monks opened their chatterbox one after another and expressed their opinions one after another.

Fang Chunyan stood up, patted her hands lightly, and the maid on the ground slowly came to the stage with a plate containing treasures, these treasures are not lacking in knives, guns, sticks, and even have little-known hidden weapons, dazzling, various, all kinds of magic weapons and spiritual weapons.

Fang Chunyan smiled and said: "Everyone, you can boldly appreciate these treasures, if you are tempted, you can buy them directly, miss this opportunity, I don't know when and when there will be such an opportunity again!" ”

"What, isn't this the fire gun, legend..."

Seeing the appearance of the magic weapon, many monks let out emotional cries, shouting from time to time, Bai Yuqing saw this, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and scolded Chunyan in his heart: profiteer.

Those who can participate in the group banquet must be the head and face of the Fengyou Mountain Range, and the spirit stone on the body must be a family wealth, this group is the lord of the generous hand, and will compete for a reputation in this kind of large-scale banquet, and then show their status, saying that it is a treasure appraisal conference, but it is actually a disguised auction of Jubao Zhai.

Bai Yuqing smiled bitterly and shook his head, he couldn't use these magic weapons for the time being, and now his body was comparable to a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and waving his hand at will was a blow of the spiritual weapon, so he didn't need the help of these magic weapons.

After a while, Fang Chunyan saw that the magic weapon she took out was almost sold, and then said happily:

"If you also have your own treasures that you have treasured for a long time, you can also take them out for other Taoist friends to take a look at and increase your horizons!"

At this time, a man drunkenly walked to the center of the high platform, and then took out a yellowed ancient book, and sold his treasure with a loud voice.

For a while, the square was as noisy as a vegetable market, Bai Yuqing shook his head when he saw this, got up and wanted to leave the banquet.

"Wait, boy!" At this time, the voice of the Green Shell Ancestor sounded in Bai Yuqing's Mud Pill Palace.

Bai Yuqing frowned, surprised in her heart, and teased: "Ancestor, what's wrong?" Can't get enough of those beauties! ”

"Go, go, go! Don't ridicule the ancestor! Let's go and buy the bronze bricks in the hands of the monk in the southwest corner! The voice of the Green Shell Ancestor sounded again.

Hearing this, Bai Yuqing looked curiously at the cultivator, who was no more than forty or fifty years old, and in the middle of the Yutai realm, the monk was holding a piece of bronze iron in his hand, wanting to pass through the crowd and run up to the high platform to display the bronze iron block.

Bai Yuqing closed her eyes and felt it, and found that there was nothing wonderful about this piece of iron, so she immediately asked, "Is this piece of iron?" ”

"Without further ado, buy it!" The Green Shell Ancestor urged.

Bai Yuqing got up and walked towards the man, and the crowded group of monks in the southwest corner saw Bai Yuqing walking towards these people, and they were so frightened that they scattered in all directions, as if they had seen a plague god, and they didn't dare to approach Bai Yuqing.

The middle-aged monk panicked and hurriedly walked away with the flow of people, for fear that he would block Bai Yuqing's path.

Bai Yuqing frowned when she saw the man walking away with the flow of people, and then raised her hand and pointed at the man: "You stop!" ”

When the man heard this, his soul was about to fly away, and then he collapsed to the ground, and after a few breaths, he kowtowed to Bai Yuqing and said: "Ask the ghost master to spare his life, the small one is old, and the one is small, I am the pillar of the family, please ask the ghost master to spare my life!"

For a while, the monks on the high platform were attracted by this scene, and they were all curious about why this person would provoke Bai Yuqing.

Zhao Haitian was also attracted by that person, his eyes squinted slightly at Bai Yuqing, and he didn't know what he was planning in his heart.

[The author kowtows to everyone, the new month, please be great, give a monthly pass, give a recommendation, give a lot of rewards, and rush]