Ye Ting and the others are not wronged, so naturally they will not spend money to buy tea for mortals.

The waiting time was not long, just about two minutes, the Baifu Hall was opened, and there were servants on both sides to greet him, and the environment in the hall made Ye Ting smile.

Looking through the main door, the hall turned out to be a small garden.

Is this a flaunting of wealth or an intellectual problem?

Ye Ting thought of the various sect layouts he saw along the way, and he was a little disappointed in his heart, although there were many whimsical ideas, but compared with the door, these sects all belonged to the category of brain pumping.

Entering the Baifu Hall, the garden itself is not large, but there is a peach blossom forest at the edge, growing tall and lush, and it does not look like an ordinary species.

There is a bluestone platform under the peach blossom forest, which is cut into an irregular shape, and the area is large enough, and jade boxes are placed one by one.

There is nothing new, the jade box has the name of the item, the attribute, the grade, almost all the details, and the last is the price. Ye Ting looked at a jade box and was quite disappointed.

The Yin and Yang Fan, a low-grade magic weapon, can release the two types of Dao attacks of water and fire, and can increase the power of the Dao attacks of the two attributes of water and fire. This kind of ordinary magic weapon actually costs ten purple jade talismans?

The only thing that made Ye Ting feel that it was not too bad was the equipment of Baifu, which marked in detail what materials were added to the refining process of this magic weapon.

Then compare the level of the artifact to deduce how durable the equipment is.

The fan bone of this yin and yang fan was actually made of evil gold, that is, the metal part of the invalid low-level equipment was dissolved, recycled and then poured out. In the case of the fan, the other four properties of the materials are basically recycled. Although this kind of equipment is a magic weapon, at most, it can be used by monks below the five tribulations of Jindan, and the mana it bears is too strong. You will collapse yourself.

Ye Ting's gaze stayed on the Yin Yang Fan for a breath before moving away, and he walked to the very edge of the platform, where there was a red jade box, the material was much more high-end than the other jade boxes.

"This, I want it. Ye Ting pointed to the jade box, on top of the jade box. There is no marking, and no one knows what is in the jade box.

"This thing, it's mine!" said a diminutive monk behind him, furious.

"There are rules, I'll speak first. If you are not satisfied, you can increase the price. Ye Ting pointed to the red jade box and said, "It is marked on it, fifty purple gold rune coins, which is five thousand white jade rune coins." ”

"I'll give you ten thousand!" said the diminutive monk, who was determined to win.

"It's yours. Ye Ting turned sideways and gave way. Walk towards Ye Qinglian. The monk was stunned and stood there not knowing what to do.

If he said that he didn't buy it, he wouldn't do it, because before entering the city, his talisman money had already been exchanged for gold medals, and if he didn't give it, the gold medals would not be recovered, and he would lose it completely. And that gold medal is something that no one will want to trade, don't say anything about offending the Bai family. At any time, it will lose the effectiveness of the formation and become worthless.

The monk was angry. Drink to: "You come back for me!"

Ye Ting really turned around, returned to him, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?"

The monk was stunned for a moment, wanting to observe Ye Ting's level, but found that Ye Ting's whole body was blocked by a force, and he couldn't see any of the other party's monk characteristics at all.

Ye Ting: This is deliberate. He could have disguised himself as a monk of Jiedan, but that would be tantamount to a suspicion of trouble.

"It's fine. The monk was discouraged.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not a disciple of your family, I'm here to drink, are you trying to provoke the dignity of my sect?" Ye Ting's words. Among the monks is tantamount to war. If the other party doesn't give him an explanation, then he will announce to the other party that the two sects are in a state of war.

The short monk couldn't be stimulated, and said coldly, "So what?"

Ye Ting nodded and said, "Very good, report to your sect." ”

"Flying Sword!" the monk said viciously, shaking his shoulders as he made the sword box he was carrying behind his back stand out.

Ye Ting almost couldn't hold back his laughter, such a strong and inward-looking, is it also a sword cultivator?

"I'm Dragon City, Ye Ting. From today on, the Dragon City and the Flying Sword will continue to die until one side is destroyed. On the territory of the Bai family, I will let you go, as long as you get out of the city......"

Ye Ting laughed and turned away.

When he turned around, Ye Qinglian had already walked out of the door, and Ye Ting was behind Ye Qinglian, his face tense, looking very angry.

If you want to sleep, someone will send you a pillow, and you don't know how to settle on this continent.

It is justifiable to start a war with the Flying Sword Stream, it doesn't matter if it succeeds or not, if it does, annex the Flying Sword Stream, and if someone persuades and mediates, sell it to the middleman a face, and also have an identity on this continent.

If the character of the Flying Sword Flow is too poor and no one rescues him, Ye Ting will rob it by the way.

In any case, this gesture will inevitably cause a series of reactions.

Sure enough, a monk from the White Mansion came out, blocked Ye Ting and the others in their way, and said, "Fellow Daoist, about the matter of the Flying Heavenly Sword Stream, please take three breaths." ”

"The sect is humiliated, what is there to think twice?" Ye Qinglian always looked cold, and her words were also angular, not giving the other party a chance to relax.

In the cultivation world, if the sect is humiliated, it must seek justice. It's not a big deal for you to insult a monk, but if you insult his sect, then wait for a long war.

Ye Ting's strong words were true, but the short monk really didn't make a good response.

The monk of the Bai family was bumped into by Ye Qinglian, and he was unhappy, the problem was that Ye Qinglian's attitude made him understand that this matter could no longer be good, and he could only go through another procedure.

The monk reluctantly smiled and said, "Even if you start a war, you can't start it immediately, the Flying Sword Stream always has an alliance, and it has to be considered in the long run." ”

"Dragon City also has an alliance and is willing to go to war for this matter. Ye Qinglian said.

Brother Baifu's heart sank, the other party was looking for trouble. The Flying Blade Stream was probably just an opportunity, and they had been looking for someone who was more stupid to bump into the tip of their sword.

The monk was embarrassed, and a boy ran in from outside the courtyard gate, beckoned to Ye Ting and the others from a distance, and said, "Don't go, gentlemen, my lord is invited." ”

"Lead the way. Ye Qinglian ignored the Baifu monk, followed the boy, walked through the two courtyards, walked through a narrow alley, and came to a tall building.

This high-rise building is more than 30 zhang, and it stands to reason that you can see it from a distance, but when you are outside the White Mansion, you have never found such a high-rise building.

The boy directly led the five people into the tall building, and when he turned to the stairs, the boy said: "There is a formation in this building, which restricts spell attacks." ”

"I know. Ye Qinglian replied coldly. There are no exceptions to the formations in this building, as long as you enter, you can't cast spells, not for outsiders.

The gloves on Ye Qinglian's hands were all restricted, and she couldn't change the sword weapon at will.

However, this couldn't limit the Qinglian Sword Spectrum in Ye Ting's hand, at least Ye Ting was not suppressed much in this building. As long as Ye Qinglian herself can have a sword weapon in her hand, her combat effectiveness will not be weakened, so she is not worried about whether the other party is going to turn her face or what, at a critical time, Ye Ting can break the ban and leave this high-rise building as long as she releases the law of heaven and earth.

The building is one hundred and eight floors high, and the internal space is quite cleverly compressed. The boy led everyone up layer by layer, and Ye Ting's karmic eye also saw the mystery, the formation in this building is a bit of an endless corridor, but the level is too low-level, using a circular way to save vitality, relying on the huge underground formation to restrict the monks in the building.

In fact, as long as you reach the virtual realm, this formation will automatically be invalid against you, so as not to damage the layout of the underground formation.

Walking to the top of the building, the boy brought the five people to the door and called out outside the door: "Master, someone has been invited." ”

"Invite them in, and you wait outside. An old voice came out.

Ye Ting and the others entered proudly, only to see that the spacious room was empty, and there was an old man sitting under the window, his face filled with the smell of death. This is an infant realm monk, Shou Yuan is coming to an end, and there are probably only a few decades left to live.

Seeing this old monk, Ye Ting and the others were quite shocked, this was the first time they had seen such a person.

No matter how powerful you are, above 10,000 people, when your longevity comes to an end, it will be like this. In an empty room, waiting for death to come.

"Troubled times......" The old monk suddenly spoke, as if a sigh, with endless sadness.

"Hello, senior. Ye Ting took the initiative to say hello, the title of senior can be a person who is higher than his own cultivation realm, or it can be said to a person who is about to die.

"Sit. "I always pointed to the ground, the spotless floor glowed dimly, and it was already dusk outside.

Ye Ting and the others sat down, and the old monk introduced himself: "I am the White Armor of the Thick Earth Sect, and I have no hope of crossing the four tribulations of the Advanced Infant Realm, and I can only live for two thousand and one hundred years at most. It's a pity that I've been practicing all my life, and I can't even reach the goal of being 8,000 years old, let alone immortality. ”

Ye Ting and the others just listened to Bai Jia silently, without interjecting.

"What's the saddest thing? It's my whole life, I've been busy for my family, even before I die, I invite you to come over, it's also for my family, not for myself. ”

Ye Ting's eyes flashed with divine light, and with the help of the power of the Ten Heavenly Gods, he took a serious look at Bai Jia.

This person is hopeless, and there is no way to improve his longevity.

Unless, he crosses the tribulation by himself and achieves the four tribulations of the infant realm.

"Do you think it's worth it?" Ye Ting took the initiative to ask after reading it.

"It's not worth it!" said Bai Jia, with a fierce voice, "I have many opportunities, but they have been taken away by the family and given to my brothers and sisters to enjoy. It's a pity that they still died in front of me, this is injustice!" (to be continued......)