^_^ ~!wry smile, "Purple Mansion" is still a little bit close, and it is on the total vote list. Today is the last day of "Purple Mansion" to stay on the new book list, and tomorrow it will be off the list, if it can't be on the total vote list, it won't be able to appear on the home page, and the brightness will be greatly reduced. Today, four chapters will be updated, one at noon and one at night. At the moment of life and death, it all depends on the brothers and sisters. - Baili Xi.

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Yaowang Gangzhuqi County Drug Trade Conference, Eve.

A large carriage without any signs, taking advantage of the night and the busy street market, arrived in Zhuqi County in a low-key manner, and drove into the mansion of Caiyaotang. And by Li Pingxi's young helper, he personally arranged to live in the Dongyuan Annex, which is only qualified for the most distinguished guests.

Outside the walls of the entire courtyard, there were as many as thirty or forty of the most capable first-class masters of the Medicine King Gang, arranging open and dark piles to guard them, ensuring that not even a single insect could fly in. But in the courtyard, there was no one, and it was silent.

"The three immortal masters have arrived. I have arranged everything here, all the toiletries are available, all of them are the most high-end gold, silver and jade utensils. There are also beds and seats, all of which are brand new mahogany furniture, without any ordinary atmosphere. ”

Li Pingxi drove the carriage into the courtyard, came to a pavilion, stopped the carriage, and waited in front of the carriage. Li Pingxi was both nervous and excited at this time. His over-drunk, pale and vain face was unexpectedly flushed with excitement.

His father, Li Hong, the current leader of the Medicine King Gang, had told him not long ago that the three immortal masters would come to the Medicine Picking Hall tonight, and he would come forward to greet him. These three immortal masters used to be the masters of Pingzhou, and in the entire territory of Pingzhou, no one could match them. All he has to do is to please them, worship them as teachers, and learn the immortal art of flying to the heavens and the earth, then their Li family will have a possible immortal.

Li Pingxi had seen these immortal masters a few months ago, but he had never seen them perform any flying immortal skills with his own eyes, and some would be skeptical. But his father's words have always been true, so he can't believe it.

The carriage seat curtain opened, and an old man of fifty or sixty years old came down from inside, wearing a white crown, wearing a white robe and robe, soap boots under his feet, holding a ruler-long whisk of dust, carrying a bulging small package behind him, with a long beard fluttering, quite a bit of fairy wind and bones of the Taoist appearance, a sense of majesty spontaneously arises.

The white-robed old man glanced down at Li Pingxi indifferently and walked straight towards the pavilion.

Li Pingxi was swept by the old man's majestic gaze, his heart trembled, and he turned out to be like a mouse meeting a cat, his legs were weak, and he knelt down with a pop. I secretly screamed in my heart, my mother, how can this old man's eyes be sharper than his father.

Later, two more people came out of the carriage, both in ordinary white robes.

One of them, a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, still had a childish face, obviously lacking experience in the rivers and lakes, and looked around curiously about the courtyard.

The other was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a hooked nose and a long, cold face, as if someone owed him money. The young man looked at the environment around the courtyard coldly, and inadvertently saw Li Pingxi kneeling on the ground, snorted contemptuously, and followed the old man into the pavilion.

Li Pingxi woke up in shock, felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly got up and followed them. After entering the lobby of the pavilion, the white-robed old man and the two accompanying people sat down on their chairs.

Only Li Pingxi stood respectfully, not daring to sit down.

The white-robed old man asked in a flat tone: "How are you doing what the old man told you to do?"

"Immortal Master, some of the rare treasures you want me to collect have already been collected below. ”

Li Pingxi immediately moved a large wooden box that had been prepared and placed in the lobby with great effort. opened, and then proudly presented the hundreds of rare treasures inside to the white-robed old man one by one.

"This is a carved jade porcelain vase, the most famous vase in Wan'an Mansion, the manufacturing process is extremely complicated, and it is worth two hundred gold leaves. ”

"This is Zixia Gong, a peerless internal martial arts method, which I bought from the trade fair for six hundred gold leaves. ”

"And this, this is the Huanhua Sword, which is said to be the saber of the famous Huanhua hero in Pingzhou hundreds of years ago, sharpening iron like clay. ”

Li Pingxi was still unsatisfied, chattering about the treasures he had collected, but he didn't notice the faces of the three people in the lobby.

When the white-robed old man heard this, his face was already full of anger.

With a wave of his sleeves, a strong wind rose from the ground, and the entire large wooden box was violently swept by the gale, overturned, and the hundreds of treasures inside were all poured out at once, and they were all over the ground.

The white-robed old man's eyes flashed, he glanced at the so-called treasures on the ground, and suddenly became furious, and shouted: "Rice bucket, the old man asked you to collect spiritual objects, who told you to collect these wastes? Are you fooling the old man?!"

Li Pingxi was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud, dumbfounded, how did he know that the old man in the white robe would be dissatisfied with these treasures, and only shouted that he was wronged: "Immortal Master, don't dare to fool the Immortal Master." However, these are not waste, they are very useful treasures. This raccoon sword that sharpens iron like clay is very powerful, and it can easily cut off other people's iron swords with it, and I have tried it with my own hands. ”

"Shut up, since you said it was very powerful, let the old man see how powerful it really is!"

The white-robed old man snorted coldly, recited the true recipe, and raised the tips of the two fingers of his right hand. His face slowly flushed, as if he was holding back, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Li Pingxi's eyes widened suddenly, not understanding what the white-robed old man was doing.

After a while, a small spark suddenly burst out from the fingertips of the white-robed old man, and the small sparks quickly grew into a small cloud of strange red flames, appearing above the fingertips, and the scorching heat rushed towards the four people in the lobby.

Li Pingxi's eyes were swollen in horror, what is this? This~, this is the fairy fire? Could it be that the old man said that the three people in front of him are all legendary immortals, and they are all true?

Seeing that the fireball finally came out, the white-robed old man couldn't help but exhale secretly: It's really troublesome, it still takes some time to perform this fireball technique with the skill of the second layer of the Qi Refining Period. If you use the fireball talisman, it's much simpler, just trigger it with mana and throw out the rune paper. However, the number of fireball talismans left in his package was too limited, and if he could save one, the family would not be able to squander it now than it was twenty years ago.

The white-robed old man unleashed the fireball, and with a wave of his hand, the red flame of the scorching breath immediately hit the Huanhua Sword in Li Pingxi's hand. The flames hit the sword, and the sword quickly melted into iron at a speed that could be seen by the eye.

Li Pingxi was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly threw the burning sword in his hand to the ground so as not to set himself on fire. In just a few moments, the sword was reduced to ashes by the flames, and not even molten iron was left before the flames were extinguished.

Li Pingxi's mouth opened wide, and he couldn't believe that the power of that flame was so great, even the sword couldn't stop it from burning.

The white-robed old man put his hands on his sleeve and said, "Hmph, this is also worthy of being called a sword? Waste is waste, and it can't bear to be burned." The old man asked you to collect spiritual objects, and you actually used some waste to deal with the old man. If it weren't for the fact that you are the son of the Medicine King to help Li Hong, the Li family used to be the agent of my Nan clan, and he had done a lot of work for my Nan clan, and the old man would have abolished your useless thing today. ”

Li Pingxi's face turned pale, and when he heard the words, he was almost frightened, where did he dare to say more than half a word, he put his head on the ground, and trembled: "Immortal~, Immortal Master, I really don't know what a spiritual thing is, and I ask the Immortal Master to make it clear." ”