"A high-level defensive magic weapon, or a rare high-level defensive magic weapon that carries a range attack!" Lu Lao's words caused the audience to fall into chaos again, and everyone's eyes were staring at the pink handkerchief-like magic weapon in Lu Lao's hand, even the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect and the Diyan Sect were vulgar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

High-level magic weapons, none of the monks present had high-level defensive magic weapons. Even Xu Shu, whose ancestor was the Supreme Elder of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, now only had a high-level magic weapon, and it was also the most common flying sword!

As for the few foundation building monks in the front row, none of them also had three or five high-level magic weapons in their hands, and there were very few high-level magic weapons.

"This fellow Daoist, do you really want to exchange this high-level defensive magic weapon for this token?" Old Lu Lao's eyes changed slightly, and he shouted towards the private room on the second floor.

"Not bad!" In the private room on the second floor, Qin Ziyang suppressed the excitement in his heart and said lightly.

"Okay, this fellow Daoist, please wait a moment, I'll ask the owner of the goods first, if he agrees, the transaction between the two of you will be completed!" Old Lu said loudly, and then walked quickly towards the backstage.

"Second brother, you're crazy!" Qin Fengyang next to him hurriedly grabbed Qin Ziyang's hand and said eagerly: "This is a high-level defensive magic weapon, you went to Qingyang Sect this time to protect your safety, how can you use it to exchange for a stone!"

"Big brother, don't worry, I know it in my heart!" Qin Ziyang felt the eldest brother's sincere concern, although he couldn't say it explicitly, but there was still a trace of emotion in his heart.

"You ......" Qin Fengyang shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Eighth brother, it seems that you have really changed, I didn't believe the changes my father told me about you during this time, but now I see that you actually used a high-level defensive magic weapon to exchange for a stone that I don't know the purpose, and it is really not the eighth brother who was only willing to make promises before." ”

"Big brother!"

"Don't worry, eighth brother, I won't say anything about this matter, after all, we are brothers! My father is old, and my fourteenth brother unfortunately died, this Qin family still has to rely on you and me!"

"Big brother, don't worry, I won't do anything stupid. The appearance of this stone was told to me by a senior, and I think his vision is definitely better than these people!"

"Senior?" Qin Fengyang's eyes lit up and asked, "What kind of cultivation did that senior?" build a foundation, or ...... Jindan!"

"I don't know. Qin Ziyang shook his head and said helplessly: "I have only seen two sides of that senior, but he gives me a much stronger feeling than my father, as if he is very similar to that Elder Zhang of Qingyang Sect." ”

"You mean Elder Zhang Hongxi, Elder Jindan!" Qin Fengyang's eyes widened, and his breath couldn't help but be three points faster. The eighth brother can know a late Jindan monk, it is definitely a creation!

"Don't tell anyone about this, that senior doesn't like other people to bother. Qin Ziyang shook his head helplessly and commanded.

"Don't worry, I know. ”

At this time, Lu Lao's figure reappeared on the stage, and arched his hand towards the private room where Qin Ziyang was: "Congratulations to this fellow Daoist, this stone token belongs to you!"

Watching the servants of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion walk into the private room with the brocade box containing the stone token in both hands, there are many monks present who have deep greed in their eyes, and a few monks keep looking at the private room, and the diffraction continues to flash.

The people who can afford to rent the private room of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion auction are more of an identity in addition to the restrictions on cultivation, such as this Xu Shu son of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, he entered the private room completely by his ability and qualifications, but today he entered the auction as an ordinary monk.

Many of the monks present were doing things like licking blood, and a private room for the Hundred Treasure Pavilion auction could not make them extinguish some thoughts, but it was difficult to do anything here, so they could only wait until there was no one.

"Big brother, wait a minute, don't go out yet, you will take Qing'er out in a quarter of an hour after I go out. Remember, don't rush back to your home before you go out, go to Qingyang Sect's stronghold in Wolong City, and wait for me to pick you up. Qin Ziyang looked at at the auction venue, at least a dozen monks with unkind eyes towards the private room, and even more, many of the foundation building monks in the front row also swept towards them with divine thoughts.

Fortunately, the private room of this Hundred Treasure Pavilion is made of special materials, coupled with the isolation of the formation, these ordinary foundation building monks are short-lived

"Eighth brother, what about you!" Qin Fengyang hurriedly asked.

"Young master, I want to be with you!" Qing'er behind her also hurriedly took Qin Ziyang's hand, and said with a red face.

"Don't worry. Qin Ziyang pinched Qing'er's little hand and said, "I have a way to get rid of them, big brother, Qing'er will ask you!"

Looking at Qin Ziyang with a serious face, Qin Fengyang had no choice but to nod and said, "Don't worry, as long as I don't die, Qing'er will definitely have no problems." Remember, you must come back safely. ”

"Don't worry......"

After speaking, Qin Ziyang suddenly took out a finger-long flying sword from the storage bag and drew it towards his face.

This flying sword is a mid-level magic weapon given to him by his father before leaving, not only depicting a fixed flying sword sword move, but also accompanied by a low-level spell wind blade technique, which can shoot three wind blades with spiritual power stimulation to kill the enemy.

I saw Qin Ziyang holding a flying sword in his right hand, and made a shallow wound on his left wrist, and a trace of Yin Hong's blood remained along the wound.

"Ah, young master, ...... you" Qing'er subconsciously shouted, but was immediately stopped by Qin Fengyang, and said in a low voice: "Eighth brother is performing a blood sacrifice technique, you and I should not disturb him." ”

At the same time, he thought in his heart: "The eighth brother is becoming more and more familiar with the use of blood sacrifice techniques during this time, and it is very close to what my father guessed, someone must be teaching him behind the back of the eighth brother." Most likely, it's the senior he was talking about!"

"If that senior can teach me, if I also learn this blood sacrifice technique......" Thinking about it, Qin Fengyang's eyes looking at Qin Ziyang couldn't help but be a little eager, but he began to think crankily in his heart.

The blood of his left hand drew lines on his face, and Qin Ziyang also began to chant words in his mouth, and spiritual power flowed out of the dantian and flowed towards his face.

After a while, in the stunned eyes of Qing'er and Qin Fengyang, Qin Ziyang, who originally had a beautiful face, actually changed, his originally pale skin began to turn yellow, a few wrinkles appeared on his forehead, and gray hair appeared on both sideburns.

In just a few minutes, Qin Ziyang changed from a fourteen-year-old boy to a forty-fifty-year-old dwarf!

This is not a profound secret method, but a special use of qi and blood, as one of the super sects of the evil way, the use of qi and blood has reached its peak.

This kind of spell that uses qi and blood to change one's appearance and body is only one of the most basic spells in the Barbarian Mountain Road, and it is very simple to learn.

After the disguise was completed, Qin Ziyang nodded to the eldest brother and Qing'er, lifted the curtain of the private room, took a deep breath and walked out directly!

As soon as Qin Ziyang appeared, there were not many people at the auction site, only a few servants of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion remained. But as soon as Qin Ziyang's figure appeared, several figures appeared in the surrounding shadows.

Along with it, there is also a looming divine thought.

Monk Tsukiki!