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Although the cultivation of the Yu clan Sanying was slightly higher than that of the monks who attacked them, the number of these monks made up for the gap between the two sides, accompanied by a large number of spells and spells, so that these monks who shot out suppressed the arrogance of the Yu clan Sanying in a short time.

Qian Lingzi Zhao Yi was also poisoned at this time, and it was becoming more and more difficult to support it, and at this moment, he found a helper in the monk:

"Senior Leng, please help us catch the Yu Sanying sister and brother, and afterwards I am willing to give us a thousand-year-old elixir as a reward!"

Behind the monks on the top of the Spirit Mountain stood a tall middle-aged man with a cold face, and when he heard the distress request of Zhao Yi, the son of a thousand spirits, his hands shook, and a golden rope immediately appeared in his hand.

Yunxiao couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this person's appearance, and sensed the aura emanating from this monk surnamed Leng in his mouth, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice:

"Master!"

"Everyone, step back and watch Leng Mou's wishful rope show its might!"

As the monk surnamed Leng made a move, the golden Ruyi rope flashed, and disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye, and then this Ruyi rope appeared inside the flame giant mountain that Yu Sanying had transformed.

The Ruyi rope itself has the ability to resist fire, and the high temperature of the flame mountain transformed by Yu's Sanying has no effect on this treasure rope, and with a few flashes of this Ruyi rope, Yu Yanran's three sisters and brothers were all tied up in the blink of an eye.

As the monk surnamed Leng subdued the Yu family's Sanying, and many monks who drank tea were poisoned and collapsed, the monk surnamed Leng was afraid that Zhao Yi, the son of Qianlingzi, would die and not only would he not be able to get paid, but it was a question of whether he could get out alive.

So he rushed ahead of everyone and searched for a medicine bottle containing an antidote on Yu Sanying's body, and the medicine bottle was mixed with red, yellow and green pills, each with a different smell: "Yu Yanran, how to use the antidote?"

When Yu Yanran heard the words of the monk surnamed Leng, she ignored it at all, and the monk's face became hideous. As he chanted the incantation, the rope quickly strangled her out of breath.

"Yu Yanran, if Zhao Yi, the Thousand Spirit Son, dies, the Spirit Mountain that exists in his Heavenly Aperture will disintegrate. Are you really not afraid of death and want us to die with you?"

The monk surnamed Leng said that his face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't help but be furious, and knocked off the golden mask on Yu Yanran's face, revealing a beautiful and moving face that did not give in. The monk surnamed Leng saw that even though the other party's face changed drastically, and his face was almost distorted, he was not afraid of his threat, and he was even more angry, and a cyan sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and a sword pierced the chest of the third elder of the Yu family.

"If you don't say anything, I will kill your two younger brothers one by one, and finally put you to death!"

Yu Yanran saw that her brother's life was threatened, and finally nodded, and the monk surnamed Leng hurriedly loosened the Ruyi rope a little. I saw Yu Yanran take a deep breath and said:

"The red pill in the bottle is applied externally, the green pill is taken internally, and the yellow pill is poison!"

When the many monks around heard Yu Yanran's words, they couldn't help but be shocked, and secretly said in their hearts that this woman was too cunning, and those monks who had been poisoned couldn't help but secretly rejoice that when the monk surnamed Leng searched for the antidote, many of them planned to grab the antidote and eat it.

The monk surnamed Leng divided the antidote into dozens of parts and distributed them to the poisoned monks, and he walked in front of Zhao Yi, the son of Qianlingzi, with an antidote:

"Brother Zhao, you owe me another life!"

Qianlingzi Zhao Yi took the antidote. After applying the antidote again, he looked at the monk surnamed Leng and suddenly blinked:

"Senior Leng, Zhao Yi is willing to give this thousand-year-old blood lotus as a reward!"

Someone around saw Qianlingzi Zhao Yi take out a blood lotus that was fragrant and bright red like blood. I couldn't help but secretly exclaim, this thousand-year-old elixir was not a treasure that ordinary monks and immortal cultivators could come up with, and the monks who saw this scene for a while were full of discussions.

"Okay, for the sake of this elixir, I won't care so much, it's just that Leng really wants to know what good things Brother Zhao has come up with for auction this time?"

The monks around them, who were gradually recovering from their strength, also wanted to know this question. For a moment, the monks stopped talking and just looked at Qian Lingzi Zhao Yi quietly.

At the same time, Yun Xiao didn't know that on the third floor of the Qingfeng Restaurant in the Yin Moon Fantasy Territory, Yun Huang drank a glass of spirit wine, and suddenly said to the Northern Xuan Sword Saint:

"I didn't expect that this junior Qian Lingzi not only has a holy body cultivation and is not weak, but also seems to be secretly carrying out some kind of plan, his performance has not the slightest loophole, what a rare talent!"

"What, does Brother Yun want to take this person as an apprentice?"

"Don't you want Brother Li?"

When the Northern Xuan Sword Saint heard his old friend's words, he suddenly said with a straight face: "A gentleman does not take the favor of others, and I made a hexagram a few days ago, and soon, I should receive a disciple with excellent qualifications!"

"Oh, then Yun is here to congratulate Brother Li! Brother Li can now tell Yun why he gave up that spirit sword billet!"

The Northern Xuan Sword Saint still didn't tell the Yun Emperor the reason, but just advised the old friend to be patient and continue to watch.

"Brother Li, isn't it because of Xiao'er, you also underestimate Yun Mou, even if I want to get the psychic sword blank, I won't compete with my own disciples!"

The Northern Xuan Sword Saint looked at the Yun Emperor and didn't say anything, just smiled and drank slowly......

Tonight was destined to be an unusual night, the originally bright crescent moon was gradually obscured by dark clouds, a large demonic aura filled the sky, and then a gust of wind whistled by, followed by heavy rain pouring down.

"Zhong Daoyou, can you find the whereabouts of that kid?"

In a dark palace, a man wearing a skull mask looked coldly at a man with a disheveled head standing in the center of the palace. The man looked at the man sitting on the throne and replied cautiously:

"Venerable Lord Qiqi, that kid has not been heard from since he appeared in Jinyang City of the Great Qin Empire, Zhong guesses that that kid is likely to have left the Great Qin Empire!"

"Left?" said the man in the skull mask after a moment's pause, "Are you sure?"

"Zhong has ordered people to search all the major towns of the Great Qin Empire, but no trace of that kid has been found, Zhong estimates that the kid is likely to go to the Northern Yan Empire to find his master!"

"In that case, you will send most of your men to the Northern Yan Empire, and other parties will also send people to track down that kid's whereabouts!"

"Yes!"

The monk surnamed Zhong left the palace, stepped on a spirit turtle and flew into the sky, looked at the inconspicuous palace hidden in the mountains under his feet, and said to himself: "Hmph, Yingzhen." You hide here as a shrunken turtle and enjoy it, but don't push Zhong Mou, I know that old ghost of the Cloud Emperor really wants to see you......"

Qianlingzi Zhao Yi ordered his subordinates to temporarily take care of the Yu family Sanying, and wait until the auction is over to dispose of the three sisters and brothers. As the top of the Spirit Mountain regained its calm. All the monks paid attention to the auction venue conjured up by Zhao Yi on the stage.

On the auction table, Qianlingzi Zhao Yi first took out a treasure knife with a sheath, and the scabbard was inlaid with three orbs that were the attributes of wind and fire wood, and as a waiter pulled the treasure knife out of the scabbard, a red light crossed the sky above the top of the spirit mountain.

"Look, everybody. This flame dragon sword is a high-grade magic weapon, and it can summon a low-grade fire dragon to help fight by injecting mana, and after completely recognizing the master, the fire dragon can be promoted to a medium grade, and two can be summoned at the same time. If the Dao Friends who obtained this treasure sword can continue to cultivate the fire attribute spirit jade, the essence fire coral, and the fire flame crystal, this flame dragon battle knife is likely to become a spirit treasure!"

When the monks who participated in the auction heard the characteristics of this Yanlong sword, they all showed eager looks, and the monks who knew each other guessed the value of this treasure sword.

The auction held by Zhao Yi of Qianlingzi was different, and the things to be auctioned were not only various treasures. The biggest difference between the auction convened by Zhao Yi and the auctions held by other auction houses is that each treasure here has a reserve price, and those who bid for the auction can get the treasure if the price offered by the monk who bids for the auction is closest to the reserve price of the treasure, and the treasures taken out by Zhao Yi, the son of a thousand spirits, are rare in the outside world, so the auction he held is particularly popular among the monks from all walks of life.

"Zhao has now invited a fellow Daoist who is good at fire attribute Dao to come to the stage to show everyone the power of the Yanlong Battle Knife!"

Following the words of Qianlingzi Zhao Yi, a thin man in a red robe flew to the auction hall, only to see this person take the Yanlong War Sword from the waiter's hand.

"In the Xia Qi Guohua Immortal Sect Protector Fire Wolf Venerable Xiao Jiancheng is here to show you the power of this treasure knife, this Yanlong Battle Knife Fire Attribute Breath is very powerful, if this knife can meet Xiao's requirements, Xiao is willing to bid 30,000 high-grade spirit stones!"

Xiao Jiancheng finished speaking. The red light surging all over his body, and a majestic fire attribute mana was injected into the Yanlong Battle Knife, and all the monks saw that a blazing flame appeared on the surface of the blade of this treasure sword, and then they heard a shocking dragon groan. With the sound of a dragon's groan, a three-foot-long fire dragon shook its head and waged its tail, flying out of the sword's blade.

The fire dragon waved the Yanlong war knife with Xiao Jiancheng, and launched various offensive and defensive means very cooperatively, and all the monks saw that the fire dragon on the stage was extremely agile and cooperated with the knife bearer, and they immediately felt envious, and they all had a certain understanding of the powerful power of this treasure knife.

In the end, as Xiao Jiancheng inserted the Yanlong War Knife into the ground, the fire dragon did not disappear immediately, but automatically hovered around the sword to protect the sword.

Xiao Jiancheng saw this scene. Hurriedly stepped forward to pull out the sword, but saw the fire dragon rushing towards him with a head and tail, so frightened that he hurriedly dodged aside, and at the same time a protective shield against fire appeared on his body.

"Look, everyone, this is a fire dragon that has been psychic, and this treasure knife must have more than 30,000 high-grade spirit stones with such a spirit!"

At this moment, many monks gathered at the top of the Spirit Mountain, many of whom knew the goods, and some of them immediately recognized that the fire dragon was not an ordinary machine spirit. Just as the monks were speculating about the bidding price of the Yanlong Battle Knife, Xiao Jiancheng's face changed slightly, this person was also a decisive person in killing, and immediately spoke again:

"Friend of Qianlingzi, Xiao is willing to bid 10,000 pieces of spirit jade, I don't know if your Excellency can cut your love!"

Xiao Jianwei thought that his bid was already very high, and no one in the audience would compete with him for the Yanlong Battle Knife, but he didn't expect that two more monks would bid to participate in the auction.

"Zheng Guo's Crouching Tiger Mountain White-clothed Ancestor Yang Kang bid 20,000 for the spirit jade!"

When everyone heard this loud bid, they all turned to look at the bidder, only to see that Yang Kang, the white-clothed ancestor of Zheng Guo's Crouching Tiger Mountain, was an old man with long red messy hair, eagle-eyed tiger face, purple face, and a very fierce look.

"Lu Guo's Heavenly Eagle Village's second master, Heavenly Eagle Ancestor Meng Xiaoyi, bid 30,000 lower grade spirit jade!"

As Heavenly Eagle Ancestor Meng Xiaoyi bid 30,000 times for the spirit jade, all the monks present couldn't help but be in an uproar. 30,000 lower grade spirit jade is already equivalent to the income of a medium-sized sect for many years, and even many weaker sects can't come up with so much spirit jade even if they are bankrupt.

In addition to the huge and powerful sect, it is difficult for the monks to imagine that Meng Xiaoyi, who is from such a small place as the Heavenly Eagle Village of the Lu Kingdom, can afford to produce so many spiritual jades, and for a while, the monks are even more discussed, and some people even suspect that this is a trust deliberately found by Zhao Yi, the son of a thousand spirits.

"It turned out to be Meng Dangjia of Lu Country Tianying Village, I don't know how the predecessors of Lingshi Tianxing Palace Xuanfeng Tianzun are at present?

As soon as Qianlingzi Zhao Yi's words came out, many monks in the audience immediately realized that Tianxing Palace was the only major sect in the Lu Kingdom, and its strong strength and rich heritage were not inferior to those giant sects ranked in the top ten of the human monk sects.

Although the Heavenly Star Palace has stopped expanding in recent years, it has integrated the entire Lu Kingdom and its borders, large and small sects and immortal cultivation families into its doors, and because the Heavenly Star Palace is extremely low-key, the monks who are not familiar with the situation of the Lu Kingdom's immortal cultivation forces do not know the specific situation of the Heavenly Eagle Village.

"Thank you Zhao Daoyou for thinking about Master and his old man, Master and his old man have mentioned Zhao Daoyou in front of Meng many times, and I appreciate Zhao Daoyou's behavior very much, I don't know if Zhao Daoyou will have time to go to Tianxing Palace with me after this auction!"

"Zhao hasn't seen the predecessors of Xuanfeng Tianzun for some years, after the matter is over, Zhao Yi will definitely go to the Tianxing Palace with Brother Meng to visit the seniors!"

Many monks in the audience no longer doubted the origin of this Meng's family in Tianying Village, and some cautious monks even found that this Meng's cultivation was already in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Earth Immortal Realm.

The monks who came to participate in the auction this time were mainly casual cultivators, among whom there was a casual cultivator in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm who concealed his identity and mixed with other monks, originally this person planned to bid to participate in the auction of the Yanlong War Knife, but when he heard the origin of Meng Dang's family, he immediately gave up this plan.

Just when all the monks thought that Meng Xiaoyi, the second master of the Heavenly Eagle Village under the Heavenly Star Palace, would obtain the ownership of the Yanlong Battle Knife, a shrill voice that was neither male nor female sounded in the ears of the monks:

"This ancestor is willing to exchange this dzi containing the inferior god general for the Yanlong Battle Knife, I don't know if the Thousand Spirits Daoist can agree!"

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