Qi Wuji was grabbed by his uncle and flew out of the painting boat, and the wind blew slowly, and the Lingtai was clear.

"Mowgli and reckless, disturbing the uncle Qingxiu ......"

Xiuzhen twelve-story building, step by step to the sky. Although Qi Tulong is the peak master of the Xiuzhen Triple Building, he has been trapped in this realm for many years, and in addition to being a rookie in the guardian clan in the past few years, he is also aiming to use the red world to cleanse his Zen heart, in a vain attempt to make a breakthrough.

Qi Tulong stopped at the end of the armor on the opposite side, the monk's robe was hunting, the two wide sleeves fluttered away with the wind, and the broken gray cloth was like a butterfly flying in the sky, dancing.

Qi Wuji's heart was shocked, and he heard his uncle muttering to himself:

"The years are not forgiving, this Kyushu belongs to young people after all, cough cough!"

Then he coughed up a puddle of blood.

"Uncle Ancestor was actually injured in the Inner Mansion!" Qi Wuji was secretly shocked, Zhuge Hong's shadow flashed in his mind, and a faint chill felt in his heart.

"Uncle, you ...... It's okay!" Saying these words with a dry mouth, Qi Wuji realized his insignificance for the first time.

Although the uncle in front of him is not the highest cultivation person in the clan, he is also the top person, and today he was hit hard by a young man of the same age as himself, and there are so many heroes in the world. Corresponding to the yearning of the cultivation realm, he was more eager than any time, but when he thought of such an amazing and brilliant character as Zhuge Hong, he was at a loss for a while.

Qi Tulong saw his expression in his eyes, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "The world is full of ups and downs, although the children of the Xiuzhen family are much more than the people in the rivers and lakes at the starting point, but they may not be able to win at the end, in fact, among the strongest people in the cultivation realm in the world, not even half of them are really from the Xiuzhen family!"

A noble son from a poor family, this sentence is also applicable in the cultivation world, not to mention anything else, Qi Wuji knows that the most amazing and brilliant cultivator in the world, Ram Hong, is the one who ascended to the throne of the Fantasy Sea Alliance with the body of a micro end. Thinking of this, the strange light in his eyes bloomed, "I have seen a wisp of dragon slaying chessboard Zen rhyme, I should only make persistent efforts in the future, and finally one day, I can ......" But he didn't know that the person he took as an example in his heart was the object he wanted to crush at the moment!

Qi Tulong nodded secretly, but also had to sigh that the years were unforgiving. The ancestor of the Qi family once comprehended the true meaning of the twelve-story building, which made the entire cultivation world look sideways, although this brilliance is only fleeting, but the disciples of the Qi family have all taken it as their responsibility to reproduce the glory of the ancestors. Hundreds of years ago, he was as confident as Qi Wuji now, but now, he had to sigh that the road was difficult, thinking, his eyes suddenly became firm: "Wuji, then you will follow me to practice!"

He was about to end his life, but he didn't want to accept this fact, trying in vain to get a glimpse of the true meaning of Zen Taoism from this vast red dust, and he just lingered. Now that he is fighting against Zhuge Hong for a few moves, it has hurt the foundation, so that he has completely cut off hope, and he has to accept this fact, and instead pin his hope on Qi Wuji, who is very optimistic about him.

Qi Wuji was overjoyed, bowed respectfully a few times, and when he got up, his nose twitched, but he was attracted by a burst of fish fragrance wafting in the wind, and subconsciously looked over, and was dumbfounded: "What a big gold and silver eel!"

The background of the Xiuzhen family is really extraordinary! Qi Tulong also saw the huge grilled fish clearly, and his eyes were even more vicious, this turned out to be a gold and silver eel that was more than a hundred years old. You must know that the golden silk silver eel was originally the rarest fish species in Dongting Lake, and it has always been used as a tribute to the palace for the first-class natural treasures.

Qi Wuji unceremoniously brought up the grilled fish, "Borrow flowers to offer Buddha, the Zhuge family is rich, I don't think I will care about these fish!"

Qi Tulong laughed, the grilled fish of this year was just used to repair his injuries.

The two laughed and walked away against the wind.

Mo Che didn't realize that the grilled fish he had worked hard for a long time had been taken by others, and when Zhuge Hong and Duyue agreed on a trip to the Seven Stars Jubao Zhai, Xiao Zhuying had already sent the maid to bring all kinds of fresh fruit and delicacies. In Mo Che's eyes, the attraction of these delicious fruits is much more attractive than that of an inexplicable big fish. As for Zhuge Hong himself, God knows how many such silverfish essences he has devoured, and at this moment, he will not take it to heart even if there is only one fish that slips through the net. Of course, when the master and servant returned to the boat and found that they had lost the grilled fish, it was always inevitable to scold a few times.

The decennial seven-star Jubaozhai auction was held in Yueyang Building, the first building in the world.

On that day, on Dongting Lake, there were snowflakes floating in the sky, adding a lot of immortal interest to this 800-mile famous lake.

Yueyang Tower, which is covered in silver, is even more crowded.

There are a mix of people coming and going, including the powerful of the current dynasty, the giants of the rivers and lakes, and the disciples of Xiuzhen who have the intention of picking up leaks, although they are noisy, but they are orderly.

"Sure enough, it's the handiwork of the Falling Star Cliff!"

Zhuge Hong saw this piece of incompatible but unique snow tower from afar, the falling star cliff is good at acting in the sky, and it is not difficult to change the weather of a corner with mana.

Although there is a great deviation between the historical records of this world and another world, the fame of this Yueyang Tower is even better. Such a fairy scene also attracted countless literati to pour their pen and ink for it, and with the approach of the Miaoyin attic ship, these literati and ink writers went crazy, talking loudly, chanting poems, as if they had the potential to overwhelm the hustle and bustle of the auction.

However, when the merry men saw Xiao Zhuying, who had always been lonely, smiling like a flower accompanying a gray-clothed man, they couldn't help frowning, and the enthusiastic scene was almost stagnant.

Xiao Zhuying didn't care about everyone's reaction at all, and invited Zhuge Hong to come to Yueyang Tower with a smile.

Since discovering that the boat was stolen, Zhuge Hong and the others completely abandoned the boat, although they walked with Duyue and others along the way, he knew that he could make Duyue so cautious, and the situation he would face next might not be easy, so he found a quiet room to recuperate from his injuries and improve his state to the peak as much as possible.

For Xiao Zhuying to accompany him personally, he didn't feel anything wrong, but he didn't know what a blow the head of the group of Fang Spectrum and strange men came out together, giving those self-proclaimed and suave celebrities and sons.

After the shock, there was a burst of anger in everyone's hearts, although the appearance of the gray-robed boy in front of him was better than what Song Yu, Pan Anwei, Zhou Lang, and Zhou Lang were afraid of, but since ancient times, they have only heard of talented and beautiful women, who have ever heard of the theory of handsome and beautiful women, when it comes to talent, they all boast of having a good fortune, not to mention, at this moment, the crowd is excited.