Let's say that Wuxu followed Xuanjizi out of the auction hall, glanced at each other, and then separated.

Xuanjizi slowly embellished the group of people standing in the southwest corner of the hall. The group of people, led by a slender young man, because of the mirage, the cultivation is not real, but it looks extraordinary, in a greedy welcome, without smiling to lead everyone to fly straight to the southwest.

This Cloud Mirage Realm, strictly speaking, is a range, and any place affected by the Mirage Demon's corpse cultivation body is the Cloud Mirage Realm. It's more difficult to get in, but when you get out, you just keep going forward, and when you reach a certain distance, you will naturally come out.

Seeing that this group of people was heading towards the southwest, Wu Xuan walked away, and said secretly, "The southwest direction is Yingang Peak, are they demon cultivators? The demon cultivators of the East China Sea Dragon Clan have many masters, and because of their physique, they have strong spiritual power and strange exercises, and they are afraid that it will not be so easy to succeed." Then he smiled secretly, he was worrying blindly. Immediately, holding the bowl, he walked towards the person who took the black dragon flag from a distance.

The man, dressed in an ordinary black suit, walked out of the hall, first walked around the nearby stalls, bought a lot of things at random, and then walked quickly to a small three-story building, and after looking up, he strode in hurriedly.

Wuxu followed the past, only to know that it was originally a place opened by Danmen here to sell pills. When Wuxu entered, the man in black was bargaining with a shopkeeper-like person over a bottle of Soul Rejuvenation Pill.

Wu Xuan put on a yellow face, put on a high-ranking indifferent look, his eyes wandered, and he randomly scanned the labels under the Dan bottles placed on the wooden shelves. A little guy, although he is young, has been observing words and emotions for many years, and he can see at a glance that Wuxu is the kind of person with a strange temperament, his eyes are above the top, and he can't look down on ordinary things, and he catches a mistake and chatters for a long time, so he didn't come forward to sell, but just stood aside politely.

Wuxu listened carefully for a while, and knew that the man in black seemed to want the bottle of Soul Rejuvenation Pill very much, but he felt that the store was sitting on the ground and raising the price, and after saying a few words to the shopkeeper angrily, he directly threw down a sentence, "A bottle of Soul Rejuvenation Pill, five demon blood stones, Lao Tzu bought it." ”

The shopkeeper on the opposite side, with a smile on his face, dressed as a Taoist, gossip robe, cloud pattern boots, almost holding a whisk in his hand, wearing a Taoist crown. He quietly listened to the cruel words of the man in black, and he was not annoyed, just laughed and did not speak.

The man in black trembled with anger, and one after another demonic qi circled and flew like a dragon outside his body, as if he was suppressing the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Don't think that this is the territory of Danmen, so you are so arrogant." You must know that Xue is also the person you sent out an invitation and solemnly invited. After a pause, he said viciously, "Your Excellency, you can't go out of Qiankun Island all the time? On the other day, if you arrive at Ten Thousand Demon Island and Yingang Peak, Xue will naturally return the favor. ”

Wu Xuan smiled secretly, worthy of being a demon cultivator from the East China Sea Dragon Clan, not to mention buying and selling, threatening people, it is also very straightforward and interesting.

I saw the shopkeeper, bowed with one hand slightly, and said with a smile, "It's not easy to refine the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, if Your Excellency really wants it, you can endure the pain and be the master, how about ten good demon blood stones?"

"Ten good demon blood stones?!" the man in black roared at the shopkeeper almost in a roaring tone. A foul smell erupted from its mouth and dispersed in all directions. With the improvement of the cultivation realm, the demon cultivator has turned into a body, and his usual breath is no different from that of an ordinary human monk, but at this moment, he opened his mouth, but the natural fishy aura of the body came out, and he was obviously extremely angry.

The shopkeeper frowned slightly, and was about to make a move, but Wuxu walked out, holding a bowl in his hand, and included the natural fishy aura of the demon cultivator, and then smiled, "Two donors, make money in harmony." Business can be talked about slowly, why bother? Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, the two donors, you might as well give the little monk a thin face, take a step back, and everyone will be happy. ”

The shopkeeper glanced at Wuxu lightly and did not speak. The man in black, his eyes were like lightning, stared at Wuxu with a big piercing look, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Wu Xuan saluted with a single palm, "This soul pill is usually worth a lot of money, and it has its own public opinion." Danmen sells pills here, so naturally he will not make a random price. And this benefactor is obviously in dire need of this. If you don't have so many demon blood stones on your body, you might as well use other things to make it up. ”

The man in black smiled, then glanced at Wuxu like an idiot, then turned around again and stared at the shopkeeper.

Wu Xuan is also like looking at the man in black like an idiot, unless you are a true spiritual monk, do you really want to buy the elixir of the Danmen here? This person, how can he be so brainless? Is there really that kind of idiot monk in the legend who is so sophisticated that his cultivation is not familiar with human feelings, and his mind is blank except for cultivation?

The man in black stared at the shopkeeper in a daze, and his mouth and nose continued to spew out a foul smell.

Wuxu was slightly angry in his heart, and he wanted to watch a good show first. He just took the bowl and collected the fishy smell that drifted in front of him.

The shopkeeper, with a calm face, kept waving his hands, like an immortal picking the clouds and collecting the fishy qi one by one. It's just that he collects and refines quickly, and the man in black sprays faster. After a while, the fishy smell spread, and then, it floated out of the attic, causing a commotion from the people outside.

The shopkeeper took out an elixir from his sleeve again, and slowly dissolved it with the spiritual power of his fingertips, and suddenly a burst of medicinal fragrance floated in the air, dispersing and dissolving the fishy qi. "Haha!" The man in black laughed unbridled and pointed at the shopkeeper, "This smell is brought by Xue's Dao body, just like the nine-tailed fox is born with a beautiful fragrance, endlessly, how many pills do you have, accompany me to consume it like this?"

The shopkeeper finally couldn't help it, his face was blue, and he said coldly, "Is it true that Daoyou deceives me and there is no one in Danmen?" That harmony makes money, and the price can be negotiated slowly. Why should Daoist friends be so angry?" The man in black looked at the shopkeeper opposite, lost his previous arrogance and reserve, and couldn't help but use the words of emptiness and mud to start joking.

This man is really a living treasure, splashing skin. Wuxu on the side listened and watched, wanting to laugh but embarrassed to laugh.

The shopkeeper had lost his usual demeanor, his face was like the bark of an old tree in the frost, cold, wrinkled, and his eyes were gloomy and he looked at the man in black, and he played a rival for a quarter of an hour, before he sighed softly and said, "Five demon blood stones, those are the soul rejuvenation pills used by the people outside." The real Danmen genuine, ten fine demon blood stones, is already at an extremely fair price. After some righteous words, the words turned slightly, "Since Daoist friends are here with an invitation in hand, can you hand it over to the next and let you hold the invitation card of Daoist friends in your hand, and ask the sect to decide?"

The man in black thought for a while, and then flew a jade slip out. The metacarpal bone, took the jade slip, looked at it with his divine sense, and said, "Fellow Daoist, wait a minute." With that, he hurried away.

The man in black, seeing this, smiled again, then turned around and looked at Wuxu, who had never left, still with the same kind of eyes as an idiot.

Wuxu understood that he had encountered a tricky thorn, but said with a smile, "This donor really talks about business." The little monk is ashamed of himself. “

The man in black showed a disgusting smile that was uglier than crying, and said continuously, "It's easy to say." Then, with two eyes, staring at the bowl in Wuxu's hand, shining, and said, "The bowl made of empty fragrant wood is very rare." Master, how are we doing business?"

The smile on Wuxu's face also piled up, "This donor, could it be that he fell in love with the guy who eats with the little monk? The little monk travels to the fate, and it all depends on it. “

The man in black, seeing Wuxu, with a face like yellow paper, standing there short and chubby, talking and laughing, couldn't help but be cautious, looked at Wuxu carefully, and said secretly in his heart, "In the mirage of clouds, the appearance and breath will automatically change. Could it be that this monk is a master who has come down from the Lotus Law Peak?" he snorted and asked, "Haven't you asked the master for the Dharma name yet?"

Wuxu shook his head, "Whether it's the name or the name, everything is just a dream bubble, like dew and electricity." The little monk and Xue Shizhu, since they are in this cloud mirage, acting in a dream bubble, gathering with fate, and leaving no traces, why bother asking about their respective origins and names?"

After laughing wildly, the man in black stared at Wuxu and asked in a deep voice, "The master has been following him all the time, and when he came here, do you want to do business?"

Wuxu bowed slightly, "How dare you?" The little monk is a member of Buddhism, and he can't do business, and as for black eating black, he doesn't dare. "Oh, what is the so-called thing about the master? Could it be that he has a relationship with my Buddha and wants to get close to one or two?" The man in black, although he is in a changing state at the moment, but between his gestures, between his eyebrows, he is full of demonic energy, and from time to time there is a surge of killing intent, where is the fate of the Buddha? After saying this, he let out a strange treacherous smile.

Wu Xuan straightened up, flicked his fingers with his left hand, and clasped it on the bowl of his right hand. The empty fragrant wood made a low and soft sound, with a hint of inexplicable fragrance, like a void Buddha name, interrupting the laughter of the man in black. "Amitabha, the little monk is a member of Buddhism, and following Lord Xue is nothing more than wanting to make a fate. “

Hahaha, the man in black, after hearing this, suddenly burst into laughter again, trembling with laughter, demonic energy, and out of breath. Finally stopped, the man in black stared at Wuxu, and said word by word, "Huayuan! Well, it turns out that I want to do a businessless business on Lao Tzu!"

As soon as the words fell, when he raised his hand, five black fingers flew towards Wuxu. Wuxu put his hands together, turned over the bowl in his hand, buckled his ten fingers at the bottom of the bowl, and secretly formed a lotus **** handprint.

As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one. The man in black, seeing that Wuxu was a person in Buddhism, was using the famous demon owl method finger among the high-level of the demon clan, using the power of Xuanyin and the demon blood in his body to break the Buddhist Dao exercises. At this moment, seeing that the five fingers were instantly ingested into the bowl, and there was no movement, he couldn't help but sigh, changed his previous attitude of laughing and scolding, and began to cautiously examine Wu Xu, and asked quietly, "Master, did you fall in love with the Black Dragon Flag?" But Xue didn't seem to see the master bidding. Besides, this kind of transaction is just a confirmed transaction, and it has not yet been truly delivered, and the original is still elsewhere. “

At the auction conference, some items, because the original owner only needs specific things, often cannot be traded on the spot, but both parties pay a certain deposit to the host, which can be regarded as confirming the intention and commitment of the transaction. The real specific transaction will be carried out through the host party on a separate date.

Wu Xuan naturally knew this, and said with a smile, "Why is the Xue donor so angry? The little monk just wants to make a fortune to the donor, and give the so-called ten-year monopoly of Taihu Lake to the little monk. “

The man in black smiled, "It's so loud." In the past, in the world, Emperor Yuan gave alms to the Buddha Gate for thousands of miles in a radius of Wutai Mountain. Does the master want to draw the gourd in the same way?"

Wu Xuan held the bowl in his hand and said with a smile, "Master Xue, since you are from Yingang Peak, it must be a family of the East China Sea Dragon Palace? Right now, the army of the East China Sea Dragon Palace is sweeping the southeast, and Taihu Lake is in the bag. It's only ten years exclusive, but with a flick of your fingers, why can't you give up?"

The man in black laughed angrily, "It's really just a flick of a finger." Master, wait for a while, wait for Xue to take the soul rejuvenation pill, and then form this good fate with the master. "Amitabha," Wuxu nodded, "the beauty of a gentleman's adulthood." Just now, the little monk also wanted to help Xue Shizhu get the soul rejuvenation pill and make a good fate in advance. “

The man in black snorted coldly, stopped talking, and just waited for the shopkeeper to come back.

After a while, the shopkeeper hurriedly came in again, glanced at the black-clothed man and Wuxu, and then, walked up to the black-clothed man, called a jade bottle to his hand, and then said respectfully, "The door master learned that Senior Xue was in urgent need of the Soul Restoration Pill, and he was going to come to give the Pill in person, but unfortunately, there were monks outside who were robbed and killed, so he had to dare to deal with it, and he was not allowed to be separated, and he asked the seniors to forgive him." “

The man in black let out a slightly surprised sigh, then glanced at Wuxu and asked, "Do you know who was robbed and killed, and who was the person who was robbed and killed?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Wuxu silently.

Wuxu was extremely depressed in his heart, and he knew that it must be a mysterious machine that couldn't wait, so he moved his hand and showed his traces.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper already knew the identity of the man in black at this moment, and when he saw his words and inquire, he replied, "The person who was robbed and killed was robbed and killed not long after he left the Yunhai Mirage from the southwest, and there was no survivor. Someone saw that the person who followed them out was an old Taoist priest with a black face. As for the true identities of the two parties, they don't know. Then, he took a breath, hesitated slightly, and said cautiously, "It is said that the black-faced old Taoist priest is using the magic skills of the Imprisoned Demon Peak, and his cultivation should be at the real person level. “

Wuxu and Xuanjizi, after entering the cloud mirage, have been inseparable, a yellow-faced fat head, a black-faced old Taoist, a monk, has long been seen by many people, remembered in their hearts. At this moment, seeing the look on the shopkeeper looking at him, Wuxu knew that he had already regarded himself as a true monk of the Demon Dao.

The man in black was the same, and smiled directly at Wu Xu, "I said that my demon owl method finger that specializes in breaking the Buddhist Dao exercises, hit the master, why is it like a mud cow entering the sea." It turned out that the master was a real monk of the Imprisoned Demon Peak, and he was disrespectful. “

Demon monks, in the eyes of the righteous path, have long been notorious, and most of them are extremely vicious. At this moment, the man in black realized his identity, and the little shopkeeper next to him was already a little trembling.

This kind of bad debt, Wuxu has always been unrecognized. The dignified Buddhist monks, with clean sleeves, have no quarrel with the world, save the suffering, and are inexplicably and mistakenly regarded as a heinous villain, which is a small misunderstanding, but in fact, it is about Buddhism and their own reputation, and Wuxu has never been taken lightly. Immediately, with a wry smile, he put away the bowl and cup, and said, "Two donors, don't misunderstand." Little monk—"

Before he finished speaking, a cold voice sounded outside, "Misunderstanding? I was kind at the beginning, but I didn't want to wait for the devil to get big, and in broad daylight, do such a thing that has lost my conscience!"

"Don't you tie your hands and wait for it to fall!" another equally cold voice sounded.

Wuxu's face sank, and he saw that Lu Chunsheng and Zhao Mulan both appeared in the attic.

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