Chapter Sixty-Eight: There may be a lot of people killed today!
"I only have 5,000 high-grade spirit stones out of Juxianmen, if anyone wants to increase the price, they can do so at will. There was a hint of coldness in the old man's words, which made everyone present tremble.
"Isn't there some bad rules in your Gathering Immortal Sect!" The old man with dry bones stared at the direction from which the voice came with a gloomy face.
There was no further sound coming from the private room of Juxianmen, but the scene fell silent for a while.
Just kidding, who would risk their lives to grab food!
After a moment of silence, just when the thin old man thought that the dust had settled, an abrupt cry broke the silence.
"Five thousand and one hundred high-grade spirit stones!"
Everyone who heard the shouting raised their eyes and saw that it was the mysterious room where Xiang Jiadaozi and the law enforcement elders of the Qingjian Sect were photographed.
In the room, a sly smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Fan's mouth.
"Fortunately, the offer didn't exceed six thousand high-grade spirit stones, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to grab them. ”
Jiang Fan was talking to himself, and at the same time he was sneering in his heart:
"I really didn't expect these forces to be so rich, presumably the seven thousand high-grade spirit stones that compensated me before probably didn't even blink their eyes!"
At the same time that Jiang Fan was thinking nonsense, the pot had exploded in the private room of Juxian Gate at this moment.
"Who dares to rob me of what I like!!" the young man commanded with a sinister face.
Just as the two disciples were about to go out to investigate, the black-robed old man interrupted:
"No need!"
"From the moment the guy in charge of the auction explained why he left suddenly, I sent someone to find out who he was. It's just that the auction hall is very tight, so trying to find out the identity of that other party from here is tantamount to whimsical!"
"Then what should I do, do I have to suffer this dumb loss? You must know that I have even reported the name of the sect, if I lose face here, I may be held accountable by the master when I go back!" the young man said angrily.
"It doesn't matter. Generally, important customers in the auction hall will leave through the internal teleportation array if they want to leave, and we only need to know in advance where the teleportation will arrive. At that point, are you still afraid that you won't find anyone?"
The young man's eyes lit up when he heard the words of the black-robed old man, and he couldn't wait to say:
"So what are you waiting for! Let's find out where the teleportation came out first!"
After the young man finished speaking, he took the lead and left the private room with his subordinates. It's just that what he didn't see was that after he left, the eyes of the black-robed old man standing in place gradually changed!
Inside the private room. Jiang Fan waited for the delivery of the Meizu Taoist girl as he wished.
Jiang Fan stepped forward and carefully looked at the woman who was still scratching her head in front of her and others, and said in her heart: "Isn't she afraid that she and others will persecute her?"
With the punching of a divine sense, Jiang Fan easily knocked out the daughter of the Meizu who had not yet broken the seal.
"Young master, let's hurry up and finish things and leave immediately, I feel that those people in Juxian Sect will not give up!" The old woman came to Jiang Fan and said:
Jiang Fan nodded slightly. With his current cultivation and the blessings within the Heavenly Dao, he easily displayed his skills in his sleeves, and put the unconscious three people into his big sleeves in turn.
As soon as Jiang Fan and the others went out, the two maids guarding the door bowed down and said, "Do you need anything for your guests?"
"We need to buy some slavery. The old woman replied to the maid's question instead of Jiang Fan.
"Yes, ladies and gentlemen, please come with me. After a maid finished speaking, she led Jiang Fan and the others to the stairs.
After going down a few stairs and walking for a long time, Jiang Fan and the others were taken to a dim dungeon.
"Do you have any requirements for enslavement?" the maid asked politely at Jiang Fan and the others.
"Is there any difference between your enslavements here?" Jiang Fan said curiously, looking at the endless prison in front of him.
"With us you can choose mortals, monks, spirit animals, alien beasts, and so on..."
"And the mortals here are divided into ordinary mortals and mortals eliminated from the evil battlefield. ”
"Needless to say, the latter is the mortals recruited by the various sects of the Prison Pass before, just because of the closed relationship of the Wu Evil Battlefield, many forces don't want to waste resources to feed so many mortals, so many sects choose to sell such people to my auction house."
"And the monks are also divided into the Middle Regions Monks, the Northern Regions Monks, and so on... The higher the realm, the more expensive it is. ”
After hearing the maid's introduction, Jiang Fan decisively chose a mortal who had been nourished by aura.
Because these people themselves have an incomparable yearning for cultivating immortals, and have experienced the baptism of the evil battlefield, not only are their physical fitness stronger than ordinary people, but their awe of monks is far beyond that of ordinary mortals, and such a person is exactly what Jiang Fan wants.
Everyone came to the row of wide prison cells, and the maid introduced them in turn: "The first prison cell is sold by the Yantian Sect, and the second is Kuixiang Pavilion..."
The maid patiently introduced to Jiang Fan and the others in turn.
"Is there any one from the Qingjian Sect?" Jiang Fan suddenly interrupted the maid's words.
The interrupted maid was obviously stunned, and then reacted.
"Of course there is, in the seventy-sixth, seventy-seventh, seventy-eighth, three cells. ”
"Huh, so much?" Jiang Fan was a little surprised. Because when he listened to the maid's introduction, he learned that the mortals sold by each sect could accommodate one prison cell, and there was even a situation where the mortals of two sects shared a prison cell, so Jiang Fan was so surprised.
The maid explained: "There is no way, now the Qingjian Sect itself is difficult to protect, so there are not only mortals who have been eliminated from the Wu Evil Battlefield here, but even some registered disciples and outer disciples who are doing business or training outside. ”
Outside the cell of the Qingjian Gate. As soon as he stopped, Jiang Fan looked inward and was taken aback.
There were estimated to be about 300 people in the three cells, and like the people in the other rooms, each stood in place with blank eyes.
And looking at their clothes, Jiang Fan can probably guess everyone's identity.
Most of the people in the room were wearing ordinary people's clothes, and Jiang Fan guessed that they should be mortals who had been eliminated from the Wu Evil Battlefield. And there were more than a dozen monks wearing uniform gray robes inside, Jiang Fan estimated that he should be a registered disciple of the Qingjian Sect.
Needless to say, the last few people in blue shirts should be the outer disciples of the Blue Sword Sect.
And what surprised Jiang Fan the most was that among the mortals eliminated in the prison cell, a small number of them turned out to be the same group of comrades-in-arms who entered the Wu Evil Battlefield as him, which made a trace of cold sweat ooze from his forehead.
You must know that there are many people in the prison cell who know Jiang Fan, and even a few of them have been with him for more than ten days, if they are allowed to expose their identities, the consequences will be unimaginable!
"I want all the people from the Qingjian Gate, and then bring out all the people in the first five rooms, I have to choose. ”
Hearing Jiang Fan's words, an imperceptible light flashed in the maid's eyes, and then she hid it well.
In a moment, Jiang Fan's front was full of stunned-looking prisoners.
Obviously, these people must have been given some means, and now they are in a comatose state, relying only on some instinct to maintain their movements.
The power of the Heavenly Dao operated, and Jiang Fan used the special ability of the Heavenly Technique to remember the locations of some ill-intentioned people inside, and then waved his sleeves.
"Bang, bang!!" Countless crackling sounds sounded in the chests of these people.
For a time, the scene was a scene of stumps and broken arms.
Jiang Fan looked at the maid standing aside and said, "Give me the price for the rest of these people." Of course, if you can't be the master of those who die, I can marry them all together. ”
Under Jiang Fan's fierce gaze, the maid's legs trembled a little.
"The distinguished guest said with a smile, these mortals should be given to you by this auction house, thank you for coming. ”
Jiang Fan snorted coldly and didn't say much, and with another wave of his big sleeves, he put all the living slaves present into his sleeve robe.
"Do you have a large secret room here, I have some things to do. ”
Hearing Jiang Fan's words, the maid hurriedly agreed, and then took Jiang Fan and the others there.
Before coming to the secret room, Jiang Fan ordered everyone to guard outside, and then strode in.
As soon as he entered the secret room, Jiang Fan used the power of the Heavenly Dao to check it, and after confirming the safety of the surroundings, Jiang Fan released the people of the Qingjian Sect from their sleeve robes.
The appearance of hundreds of Qingjianmen people made the originally spacious secret room a lot more compact in an instant.
The people of Qingjianmen, who were originally confused, began to have a glow in their eyes at this moment.
"What is this place, and where am I?"
"I want to go home, let me go home, I don't cultivate immortals!"
"Where's my storage bag, where is my spirit sword, who stole it!"
"Where is the villain, he actually plotted against me, do you know that I am a disciple of the outer sect of the Qingjian Sect..."
For a while, crying, noisy, and invective continued.
Jiang Fan looked at the chaotic crowd around him, he remembered that he had just arrived at Qingfeng Mountain, and he was as confused and helpless as everyone present.
After recovering his true appearance, Jiang Fan came to a man dressed in tattered black and said leisurely, "Do you still know me?"
The man looked at Jiang Fan in a little confusion, and suddenly shouted: "Brother Fan, why are you here!"
This person is none other than one of Jiang Fan's subordinates who he originally received in Qingfeng Mountain, named 'Chen Yong'.
And with Chen Yong's call, a few more people heard the news and came to Jiang Fan's side, which were three of the ten people who had followed him before.
Jiang Fan looked at these familiar faces in turn, and a trace of sigh and pity arose in his heart.
"Have you seen Zhu Fatzi, where is he now?" Jiang Fan asked a few people in front of him.
"Wishing fat?"
"What you're talking about is 'Brother Hangsi, Brother Hangsi and we evacuated together from the Evil Battlefield to return to Qingfeng Mountain. But since Brother Hangsi is not here, he must be better talented and left in Qingfeng Mountain. ”
The answer to Jiang Fan's question was a man named 'Xu Tong', who also betrayed himself before entering the Wu Evil Battlefield.
Jiang Fan didn't embarrass him, but nodded, indicating that he knew.
"Brother Fan, what is the situation now, do I still have a chance to follow you?" The scheming Chen Yong had long seen the difference between Jiang Fan, after all, everyone present was dressed in tatters, but Jiang Fan was the only one who was clean and spotless.
Looking at Chen Yong who was asking, and then turned his head to look at the few people who were looking forward to it, Jiang Fan shook his head helplessly.
Then, with a wry smile, Jiang Fan's body slowly flew upwards in the air.
Seeing that there was someone who could take off, everyone present was very surprised.
"It depends on your state, whether you have resumed your cultivation. Hurry up and help us unblock together!"
"That's right, don't waste your aura and put on some shows, help us break the seal!
Seeing that everyone present seemed to see hope, looking at himself excitedly, Jiang Fan felt a sense of colic in his heart.
"I guess I killed more people today than I have in the past few months combined!" Jiang Fan laughed at himself in his heart!