Ding Xing didn't wait too long.

As the deacons and disciples of the Xuanqiong Sect arrived, the doors of the several pavilions on the top of the peak were all opened, welcoming the monks of the seven sects to enter.

Qiao Xiaogong also rushed to the top of the mountain on time, but said to Ding Xing: "The mutual aid association is not interesting, I won't go, I will go to the bidding pavilion to sit down, go to the treasure competition conference, and see what treasures have come out today." ”

The monks of the Seven Sects almost relayed into the 'non-attacking wine array', and almost every day they were able to search for priceless treasures from the wine cellar.

In order to increase the maximum value of these secret treasures, the monks of the Seven Sects would often send the secret treasures to the auction pavilion for everyone to compete for.

Those elders of the Jindan period were just to participate in the treasure competition.

Dan Ding Xing has little interest in this kind of conference, because the Auction Pavilion will never put out a piece of exercise to bid, after all, the authenticity of the exercise must be observed to prove, but the monk will never forget it, and he can write it down after observation, who will buy it.

Therefore, Ding Xing definitely couldn't find the Demon Dao Technique in the Bidding Pavilion, so he didn't follow Qiao Xiaogong, but went to the mutual aid club alone.

The little boy at the door of the attic led him to a secret room.

When he came in, Ding Xing felt like he had entered the conference hall, where there were two rows of seats, with more than ten positions on the left and right, placed in opposite positions.

Ding Xing landed on a seat in the middle in order.

Then the boy brought in a group of monks, and when the twenty-eight chairs were full, the boy withdrew and closed the door of the hall.

At first, the monks present were speechless, they all looked at each other, and each of them nodded and signaled, everyone was basically strangers, but all of them were disciples of the Seven Sects, and the inner sect lineage and the Xianzhuang monks were mixed together, and there was no difference in status and status.

Ding Xing looked at the more than 20 monks in the observation hall, and couldn't help but think, the so-called mutual assistance probably means helping each other among the same doors.

At this moment, the little old man with crane hair and childish face in the first seat got up and left his seat, took a few steps forward, and stood in the middle of the two rows of seats.

He looked around to make sure that his kind gaze fell on the faces of each monk, and then he hugged his fists and smiled: "You are polite, the old man is from the Xuanqiong Sect, and his law name is Sima De!

He said that he took out a table, set up a jar of unknown spirit wine, put a few empty glasses on the side of the wine, and said: "This is a new wine that the old man found in the iceberg, but after the old man tasted it, he couldn't try its medicinal effect, and he also found a lot of fellow disciples these days, but all of them couldn't help, so the old man thought of the mutual aid association, and wanted to ask everyone to give an idea." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an old woman say: "If you can't test the effect, it's probably not a wine for people to drink, you'd better try it with the demon clan or ghosts." ”

Sima De smiled bitterly: "I've tried dozens of them, and the demons have no effect." ”

When everyone heard this, they began to talk about it: "It won't be so evil!"

"It's useless to people, and if it's useless to demons and ghosts, is the spirit wine out of order?"

"There are so many demon races, maybe there are too few attempts?"

Sima De also thinks so, he came to the Mutual Aid Society last month, the whole Mutual Aid Pavilion has five floors, he has attended seven or eight meetings, each with the same rhetoric: "Everyone, please be quiet! Please listen to the old man's ......."

He pressed his hands and stopped for a while before finally suppressing everyone's voices.

This is just the beginning, but Ding Xing has already liked this kind of mutual aid gathering, first of all, the atmosphere is quite relaxed, in fact, you can brainstorm, no matter how evil the problem, if you attend the meeting regularly, you can always find a solution.

Sima De looked at the crowd: "If any of you have raised a little demon and a little ghost, you might as well send it out and come and smell the wine!" If anyone is willing to let the little demon and little ghost taste the wine, no matter whether they can test the medicinal effect or not, the old man will give ten low-grade spirit stones as a wine tasting reward!"

Someone immediately asked, "What if it works?"

Sima De smiled: "The reward is ten medium-grade spirit stones!"

It's the equivalent of multiplying your pay a hundredfold.

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and as soon as Sima De finished speaking, six monks immediately went to taste the wine with the demon slaves and ghost slaves who were raised.

Ding Xing raised a little book demon and a small golden snake, but he didn't lack spirit stones, so he didn't move.

After a while, the six monks shook their heads and returned to their seats, all of them had failed to taste the wine, and Sima De was disappointed, he felt that today's mutual aid meeting was probably going to be in vain again, as usual.

He was about to put away the table of wine, when he heard a middle-aged scribe suddenly ask, "Has Senior Brother Sima tried the Grass Spirit Wood Monster?"

Sima De was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and said, "This kind of demon is too rare, but it has never been used for testing. ”

The middle-aged scribe immediately got up: "It just so happened that I caught a grass silkworm in Binghua Mountain, and when it met the ice and turned into grass, I let it drink a glass of wine and try it." ”

Sima De personally poured the wine and handed it to the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe was very secretive, very protective of his pet treasure, and did not let everyone watch the grass silkworms, he directly sent the wine glass into the beast bag.

When he took out the empty wine glass, his eyebrows lit up and his lips moved, obviously communicating with Sima De.

That Sima De didn't know what good news he had heard, his face twitched excitedly, and he grabbed the arm of the middle-aged scribe: "Thank you for this junior brother! The old man has been working hard for two months in order to test the medicinal effect of this spirit wine, and he has been looking for the help of no less than 100 fellow disciples. ”

The middle-aged scribe refused: "Senior Brother Sima, your spirit wine is of great use to the spiritual roots of plants and trees, if you have more reserves, I want to buy a few jars!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Sima De nodded again and again: "When the mutual aid meeting is over, let's talk about it in private!"

The agreement was completed, the middle-aged scribe returned to his seat with a smile, and Sima De happily put away the table and motioned for the second monk to speak.

This is a palace woman, first self-reported, from the Cangxia faction, and then sacrificed a round black plate.

Ding Xing took a closer look and found that the black plate was more than two feet wide, the whole body was like ink solidification, and there were small seal inscriptions faintly floating on the plate, and he guessed that it was probably a treasure unearthed from the Mohe River.

Everyone is wondering.

The woman in the palace costume suddenly drove the black disk, only to hear the sound of a 'whirring' turntable, and the ink cloud began to spread in the plate, which suddenly filled the hall, and the whole environment fell into darkness in an instant.

It's not that the ink clouds obscure the vision, the change of the environment is like the night falling, and as the palace woman continues to cast spells, the night suddenly turns into day, and they can be freely converted into each other.

After the demonstration, the black disk was restored as before, and the palace woman pointed and said: "This plate is found in the iceberg cellar of the concubine, which belongs to the relics of the Moyu Gate, it is actually a array disk, after it is activated, the area covered by the magic circle can be perfectly integrated with the day and night environment, which can be described as an excellent array weapon for hiding the house and protecting the cave!"

When everyone heard this, they asked her repeatedly: "It's all excellent, what are you doing with it, is there something wrong with this array!"

The palace woman explained with a smile: "Yes! In order to open the wine cellar, the concubine had to damage this array plate, but its material and refining method are novel, I searched all over the refining treasure pavilion of the Cangxia faction of my sect, but I can't restore it, so I thought of you, if anyone has mastered the refining technique of the Moyumen, please help repair this array plate, and the concubine body will be grateful." ”