Chapter 212: The Four Princes (continued)
As soon as Li Xiuzhu's words fell, Zhang Shengkun had already "giggled" and laughed: "Sister Li is always so unkind, no wonder my eldest brother has a deep love for my sister, but it is always difficult for my sister to smile." ”
The monk beside Zhang Shengkun turned red, and scolded with a smile: "You girl, can you have a sister like you who ridicules her brother?"
Wang Yishan didn't expect that a mimosa actually attracted all the four young monks who were the most powerful in the three cities, and when he heard Li Xiuzhu's words, his face changed, the Zhang family in the three cities was powerful, and the Wang and Li families had always joined forces to fight, in the past, although Li Xiuzhu was arrogant, he was still afraid of his own face, and today it seemed that he was targeting the Zhang family brothers and sisters, but in fact, his face was also refuted between words.
Wang Yishan glanced thoughtfully at the silver-shirted monk next to him, just in time to see that the silver-shirted monk was also looking at him, and hurriedly changed his smiling face to nod to the silver-shirted monk, and Wang Yishan, who had calmed down, finally regained his ability to think.
The aura of the four people was divided into three groups, and they did not give in to each other, and the market suddenly surged, and everyone avoided it, unwilling to participate in the battle between the three major forces on Sanjia Island.
The Zhang family brothers and sisters joined forces, and naturally had the upper hand in the war, in the past, Wang Yishan and Li Xiuzhu would choose to join forces to compete with the Zhang family brothers and sisters, and today Li Xiuzhu came up alone, and there was no sign of joining forces with Wang Yishan.
Wang Yishan was already the weakest among the four, but after a while, he fell behind, and was blushing by the momentum of the three, and took a step back.
The alchemist of the Wang family was a little anxious, after all, Wang Yishan represented the face of the Wang family, if he made a fool of himself in front of people, it would be the Wang family who was embarrassed, but he was considered an older generation in the Wang family, and it was not good to meddle in the battle between the juniors, so he looked at the silver-shirted monk for help.
The silver-shirted monk chuckled lightly, took a step forward, and the mana in his body suddenly skyrocketed, and he was actually a monk at the peak of hemolysis, and the two of them joined forces to immediately push back the oppressive momentum.
The brothers and sisters of the Zhang family all looked at the silver-shirted monk with a solemn face, the silver-shirted monk obviously did not do his best, but now Li Xiuzhu has become the weakest link, the Zhang family brothers and sisters naturally don't mind letting her suffer some hardships, Wang Yishan also has a gloomy face, and secretly hates Li Xiuzhu for refuting his face.
The mortal old man beside Lu Ping was already trembling with fright, for him, it could really be regarded as a fight between immortals, and mortals had suffered.
Lu Ping knew that this mimosa was really not something that a mortal should have, thought about it, and then whispered two words to the old man, and then handed him a few spirit stones, although the old man was a mortal, but he also knew that he was afraid that the things in his hands had become a terrible object, and he was wandering for no time, and after listening to Lu Ping's words, he hurriedly took the spirit stone, happily handed the jade box in his hand to Lu Ping, and trotted away all the way, but he couldn't see a trace of old age.
The four princes who were comparing their aura saw Lu Ping put the mimosa into a jade box and put it away, and the faces of the monks of Zhang and Wang suddenly changed.
At this time, the most difficult thing on the field became Li Xiuzhu, this capable woman was quite tough, under the pressure of the momentum of the four people, she was already sweating, and when she ran out of oil, she never took a step back.
Lu Ping sighed, knowing that since he accepted the invitation of the Li family that day, in the eyes of the other two families, he has already been counted as a member of the Li family, not to mention that he has been living in the Li family's inn, and in the future, in order to refine the seven-step pattern pill, it is indispensable to enter and leave the Li family.
Although the three cities are large, for the monks, the distance is not far away, everything that happened in the mortal market spread throughout the market in the blink of an eye, and many monks rushed to the mortal market to see the excitement.
Lu Ping took a step in the direction of Li Xiuzhu, and finally decided to help Li Xiuzhu.
"It turned out to be from the Li family. ”
"This person is too self-conscious, this is a competition between five peak masters of hemolysis, and he is a seventh-level monk of hemolysis joining it, isn't he looking for abuse?"
"That's not necessarily, maybe this person wants to be a hero to save the United States!"
"You don't know this, this person often haunts the shops that sell spirit grass in the city, and often goes to this mortal market to exchange spirit grass, he should be an alchemist. ”
"Yes, this person has a good reputation in the mortal market, he never deliberately lowers the price of spirit grass, and often points out some knowledge of spirit grass, and the price is fair. ”
"This person has already joined the Li family, and some people saw that he once accepted the invitation of the Li family and went to the Li family's manor. ”
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The Zhang brothers and sisters and Wang Yishan saw that Lu Ping was overwhelmed, and actually wanted to intervene in their game, so they all looked at Lu Ping with mocking eyes, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.
Li Xiuzhu saw Lu Ping like this, and had the heart to remind him, but the Zhang and Wang families seemed to want to see Lu Ping's jokes, and they invariably strengthened the oppression of the momentum, Li Xiuzhu opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.
Lu Ping really didn't have much interest in these game-like fighting spirits, not to mention his perverted divine consciousness cultivation and pure mana accumulation, he could even face the momentum oppression of Xuanjing Zhenren in the middle stage of forging pills at the apprenticeship ceremony, and he could still speak, what are a few monks at the peak of hemolysis.
Just when everyone was waiting to see Lu Ping's joke, the monks on the two sides of Zhang Wang gradually put away their playful attitude, in the sense of their divine sense, after Lu Ping stepped into Li Xiuzhu's side, the momentum of the Li family's side suddenly turned into an unfathomable lake, no matter how the monks on both sides squeezed, at most they could only blow a few ripples on the surface of the lake.
Li Xiuzhu was also quite surprised at this time, looking at the monk in front of him who looked younger than himself, just when Lu Ping stepped into the range of his momentum, his depleted momentum seemed to be injected with a stream of living water at once, and Li Xiuzhu, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, was suddenly pulled back, looking at the cliff behind him only with a burst of fear.
After seeing that Lu Ping had joined, the many monks around were able to resist under the joint pressure of the two parties, intentionally or unintentionally, and they all changed their expressions of amazement.
In Lu Ping's view, although these people are all at the peak of the hemolysis period, only the strength of Li Xiuzhu and the silver-shirted monk may reach the level of the "Eighteen Generals of the Beihai", although the Zhang family brothers and sisters are good, compared with Li Xiuzhu, they are still somewhat behind; Wang Yishan's strength is the weakest, obviously because the foundation is not firmly rooted, such a peak monk of hemolysis, when he encounters Lu Ping, he can only find abuse.
Lu Ping didn't expose his strength too much, and seeing that both parties knew the difficulty and retreated, he turned around and smiled at Miss Li, and walked in the direction of his cave without looking back, and there was a little kid behind him who followed from a distance.
Li Xiuzhu looked at Lu Ping's back with his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, then turned around and glanced coldly at the Zhang family and the Wang family, and left.
Wang Yishan gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but when he saw that the Yinshan VIP beside him finally put away his previous light expression, turned around and walked towards the Wang family, Wang Yishan was stunned, and hurriedly beckoned his own Danshi to catch up.
The brothers and sisters of the Zhang family glanced at each other, their eyes flickered, they didn't know what they were communicating, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only the lively monks talking nonsense, and then dispersed.
Only a few monks with a heart looked at the rather strange scene in today's casual cultivation market and had their own thoughts, and for a while, there were undercurrents surging in the three cities, the visible and the invisible, and the black hands inside and outside the island were secretly pushing the waves, playing with each other, and even mortals gradually noticed that the atmosphere in the city began to become weird.
At the same time, an alchemist named Lu Jiu, whom Li Jiaxin accepted, also began to enter the field of vision of all parties on Sanjia Island.
After another half a month, Lu Ping, under the leadership of the capable and neat lady of the Li family like a man in front of him, came to an inconspicuous shop in the center of Sanjia City.
There is also an alchemist cultivated by the Li family themselves, a middle-aged monk with a fiery red face, and he didn't have much communication with Lu Ping along the way, obviously he was extremely skeptical about this young age, only a monk with a seventh-layer cultivation of hemolysis could refine a half-step forging pill, just because he was valued by the head of the family and the eldest lady, he didn't have much to say himself, after all, he could only skillfully refine the mid-stage of the pill of hemolysis, and the success rate of the late-stage pill of the late-stage of hemolysis was only two to three layers, far from reaching the level of refining the half-step forging pill.
"This is the place where the underground trade fair is held?" Lu Ping looked at the dilapidated little shop in front of him with some uncertainty, if Li Xiuzhu hadn't brought him here, he would never have noticed that such a shop was actually the entrance to the underground trade fair.
Most of the people who come and go on Sanjia Island are casual cultivators, and most of them are brave monks who often venture out to sea and roll on the tip of a knife, although there are three forces on the island, but these three monk families obviously can't have absolute deterrent power on Sanjia Island like some big families of the big sect sect, so whenever an auction is held in Sanjia City, it will always be accompanied by a bloody storm.
In the end, Sanjiacheng canceled the auction, but established such a secret underground trade fair, Lu Ping followed Li Xiuzhu into the shop, and took over three cloaks from a hunchbacked old monk, Li Xiuzhu took one and draped it on his body, not only to hide his appearance, but when Lu Ping used his divine sense to investigate, he found that there was a huge mana on the cloak that hindered Lu Ping's divine sense.
This is a good thing, Lu Ping took the cloak and put it on his body, the only pity is that this cloak can only hide people's identities, but they can't hide people's deeds.
The three of them came to an empty room behind the store, the ground of the empty room had already carved a complex formation, Lu Ping knew that this was a short-distance teleportation array, it seemed that the place where the trade fair was held was still a secret place, but I think the three major families should know where the trade fair is.
Li Xiuzhu embedded dozens of spirit stones into the formation, and the hunchbacked old man launched the formation, white light flashed, and the three of them had disappeared into the empty room.
The hunchbacked old man walked slowly out of the room and into the shop, waiting for the next group of monks to participate in the underground fair.
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