When Meng Yizhu listened to this rule, he also felt both reasonable and contradictory. He had the intention to help Lu Mi compensate, but 50,000 spirit stones was really not a small amount, but he thought that as long as there was no worry about his life, it would not be inappropriate to be here for five years. Alas, it is said that this matter also has its own responsibility, if she chooses the second option, then he will stay here for five years, and she will not be tortured in the Tang family.

Meng Xingyi also whispered to Lu Qiyi: "Why don't you choose the second plan, don't worry, when you stay in the Tang family, I will come every day, they don't dare to do anything to you." ”

"But......" Lu Mi hesitated for a moment and said, "But I still have an urgent need to go to the Northeast Huanque Mountain Range." ”

The Huanque Mountain Range is a large spiritual vein near the sea in the northeast of Yuanzhou, where the spiritual energy is pure and sufficient, especially suitable for monks to cultivate, so many sects choose to open mountains and build sects there, and Tianquan Pavilion is also one of them.

"Are you in a hurry?" Meng Xingyi frowned.

"Hmm. Lu Mi nodded heavily, human life is at stake, can you not be in a hurry.

Meng Xingyi touched his Qiankun bag, there were only a few dozen spirit stones in it, which was considered the body he had saved by saving money in the past few years. Compared to 50,000, it is a drop in the bucket.

"There's another way. Meng Xingyi thought about it and said, "Do you have anything of value on you, you can go to the auction house to auction or pawn it, and you can get 50,000 spirit stones." ”

Meng Xingyi almost didn't report any hope for this plan, like them, little monks, did they say anything extraordinary, but things that could be worth 50,000 spirit stones should be the bottom of the box, used to save their lives.

Who knew that Lu Mi's eyes lit up, and he said almost happily: "Yes, yes, yes, can you sell anything, I have a lot of things that are not useful." ”

As soon as these words came out, even the black-clothed wind made this cold-faced man couldn't help but show a smile.

Meng Xingyi said embarrassedly: "They will appraise it, and they won't accept anything less than a certain value." ”

In business, no matter which line of business is to make money, that is, to collect scrap, the other party also wants to see if it is worth it, and the worthless ones are not taken back indiscriminately.

"Anyway, let's go to the auction house first. As soon as Lu Qiqi pulled Meng Xingyi, she definitely didn't want to go to the Tang family to be a slave and a maid, not to mention that it was imminent to save the grass, just look at Tang Shaowei's eyes that wanted to swallow her alive, she could imagine the days when life would be worse than death in the future.

"The little girl can go to Wanbaolou, where we have no wind damper industry, the price is fair, Tong Su is not bullied, if you have good things, you are welcome to go, and you will definitely not let everyone suffer." The white-clothed wind made it easy to recommend his own auction house, and by the way, he also made a small advertisement.

Lu Qiyi: ......

Meng Xingyi: ......

What exactly does this person do without a damper, and how can he seem to be able to intervene in anything?

In order not to be cleaned up by Tang Shaowei on the way to the auction house, Lu Mi thought about it and decided to go with the two of them on the spot, at least the safety on the road was guaranteed.

Tang Shaowei hated and was angry, and he didn't dare to make a mistake in front of the black and white wind envoy again, hugging his wife, staring at Lu Mi with his eyes like cold nails, no one could see what he was thinking, but the unwillingness could not be suppressed no matter what.

Lu Qiqi trotted to catch up with the black and white wind envoy, for fear that he would be torn to pieces by the angry Tang Shaowei if he was half a step behind. It wasn't until he shook off Tang Shaowei's serpent-like gaze that he let out a long sigh.

The white-clothed wind envoy smiled: "Don't be afraid, he doesn't dare to mess around in Pingchao City." ”

"But I really killed his son, and he should seek revenge on me. Lu Mi said in a sullen voice, Tang Sanbai still appeared in front of her from time to time, looking lifeless, a life was gone, or she ended it with her own hands, she couldn't get over that hurdle in her heart.

The black-clothed wind envoy said coldly: "As a monk, how can you step on the avenue if you are so soft-hearted?"

If a monk does not walk on the road of cultivation, there are so many resources and opportunities, and if others have it, they will not have your share, and if you want to, you must snatch what is in the hands of others. If there is a scramble, fighting is inevitable, and death and injury are commonplace. As a person who has lived in the immortal cultivation world for hundreds of years, he has long seen through life and death, the life and death of others, and his own life and death.

"But......" Lu Qiqi still couldn't let go, if she didn't kick the roof, there wouldn't be such a tragedy.

"If the other party wants to kill you, can you be so merciful?" said the black-clothed wind, "In that case, when Tang Shaowei arrested you, why didn't he arrest him?"

That's different, if she was obediently tied up at that time, it would be equivalent to sitting and waiting to die, she didn't know what Tang Shaowei was planning at that time, so she would suddenly burst out. But she must have bad intentions, let her fall into the hands of a person with bad intentions, I don't know what will happen to her, she will never want to.

Thinking of this, Lu Mi's compassion and self-reproach were a little bit, in the final analysis, it was the white-clothed wind envoy who was right, Tang Sanbai should have such a catastrophe, who would have thought that he would actually come out of the house at that time and happen to be stoned to death by bricks. Even if it is calculated in advance, it may not be so accurate.

Meng Xingyi, who had been following them all the time, listened to the words of the black-clothed wind envoy, and thoughtfully, the aura in his body moved, and the already stable realm seemed to show signs of breakthrough again. With a happy face, he knew that this was an epiphany in his state of mind, which led to the improvement of his realm.

The white-clothed wind envoy, who had been watching and listening to all directions, looked at him and smiled: "It's cheap for you, boy." He turned his head and smiled at the black-clothed wind envoy, "Dial the Meng family boy, turn around and ask Meng Lao'er to invite you to drink, don't forget to bring me." ”

"Hmph!" the black-clothed wind envoy neither agreed nor denied, and answered inexplicably, not knowing what he meant.

The white-clothed wind envoy didn't mind, he was happy to take care of himself, and he was dipped in the light of a meal of wine in vain.

"Wanbao Tower in front?" Lu Qiqi pointed to a three-story building in front of him, unable to believe his eyes.

How should she describe the appearance of Wanbao Tower? She has seen the golden splendor of Fahua Temple, and she has also seen the elegant and beautiful Bixiao Palace of the strange old man, and any one of the two can completely crush the building in front of her.

Compared with these two, it is not to show that Wanbaolou is not built up to the grade, on the contrary, it is too high-grade. The doors and windows are embedded with pearls the size of pigeon's eggs, and the floor is covered with a carpet woven of colorful cloud brocade. The pillars are lined up with moon stones in various fancy patterns, which are bright and dazzling to people's eyes. The plaque on the gate is made of 10,000-year-old black water wood, and the most extravagant thing is that the words on it are actually inlaid with spirit stones, and there are bright red gems around it.

The whole building can only be described in one word: jewels.

If this person is more daring, just go up and dig and leave, won't he just sit on the ground and get rich?

The shy Lu Qiqi's eyes slipped around between the black and white wind envoys, think about it or forget it, she may not have beaten these two people, not to mention that this is still someone's lair, who knows if there are any ghosts and old goblins hidden in it.

The white-clothed wind envoy seemed to see through her thoughts, and said with a smile: "These are spirit stones without aura, they are not worth much." ”

After the monk cultivated with the spirit stone, the spiritual energy in the spirit stone was emptied, and only a stone-like jade remained. Ordinary monks will use these stones to make simple props, but most people will think that it is too frivolous, and send it to the money bank to exchange for a spirit shell, and a stone can only be exchanged for a spirit shell.