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Chapter 72 A surprise in ten days (twelve)
In the main hall, Wu Shibin was chatting and laughing, talking about some strange things in the world of immortality.

Jiang Youyue interjected a few words from time to time, and seemed to have a very good conversation.

Jian Fusheng couldn't say anything, and didn't want to talk much. He buried his head in looking at his toes.

The middle-aged monk lowered his eyes and said nothing, as if he was rejecting others.

Not long after, shopkeeper Meng came up with a waiter carrying a long box.

Jiang Youyue raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Shopkeeper, what kind of spiritual treasure is this? Is it so big?"

The waiter took the box off his shoulders and placed it on the floor with a thud.

Shopkeeper Meng glanced at everyone, smiled slightly and said:

"Everyone, please see!"

With that said, Shopkeeper Meng opened the lid of the box himself.

As soon as the lid was opened, a ball of radiant light suddenly overflowed from the box. When everyone stood up and took a look, they saw an exquisite Zen staff engraved with lotus patterns lying in the box. Its shape was simple and solemn, and its color was golden!
Just listen to Shopkeeper Meng’s introduction:

"This treasure has no name. It is a Zen staff inlaid with gold and meteorite iron with a lotus pattern. The specific origin is unknown. I only know that it came from the Western Regions! The Zen staff is nine feet long and weighs six hundred kilograms. It has the power to suppress evil spirits and ward off evil spirits. With the ability to sweep through thousands of armies, it is a rare foundation-building spiritual treasure!"

Jiang Youyue looked at the baby, frowned slightly, and asked:

"This Zen staff should be a Buddhist ritual weapon. Most of us Taoist monks are not familiar with Buddhism. Even if we get this treasure, we may not be able to make full use of it, right?"

Shopkeeper Meng shook his head and said with a smile:

"No, no, according to the original owner, there is no carving on this Zen stick. It is inlaid with a golden lotus pattern. It is a huge force that hits the magic circle. It was later carved by Taoist monks. As long as the true circle is full, each Any monk can do it."

As soon as Shopkeeper Meng finished speaking, Wu Shibin said to Jiang Youyue:
"Miss, can Shibin try it first?"

Jiang Youyue nodded and saw Wu Shibin step forward and lift the Zen staff with both hands.

Wu Shibin held the Zen staff and danced several times above his head. Sweat appeared on his forehead, and the muscles on his arms were twitching, which could be seen through the brocade clothes.

Looking at Jiang Youyue, Wu Shibin asked:

"Miss, have you ever thought about taking action?"

Jiang Youyue nodded, took the Zen staff from Wu Shibin with one hand, weighed it lightly, then looked at Jian Fusheng who had his head lowered, and said with a smile:
"Master Jian, come and try too!"

Just when Jian Fusheng was about to refuse, he saw Jiang Youyue throw the Zen staff and hit him directly.

Cursing silently in his heart, Jian Fusheng raised his whole body's energy, put his hands flat on his body, and held the Zen staff in his arms.

Deng Deng Deng!
Jian Fusheng took three steps back and sat down on the chair, barely able to remove Jiang Youyue's strength from the Zen staff.

Jian Fusheng raised his head and glared at Jiang Youyue, his eyes angry.

You little kid, you just want to make me look embarrassed, right?
Wu Shibin glanced at Jiang Youyue and then at Jian Fusheng, thoughtfully.

Jian Fusheng held the Zen staff in both hands and made two slow strokes, feeling quite strenuous.

In fact, the average ninth-level Qi refining person can only use four hundred kilograms of weapons at most. Jian Fusheng can use this Zen staff, and his strength is almost the same as that of a monk who has just established the foundation.

The middle-aged monk had been silent before, but now he looked at Jian Fusheng twice and said:

"Master Jian, can you show this Zen staff to Mr. Yang?"

Jian Fusheng nodded and handed over the Zen staff.

The middle-aged monk took the Zen stick with one hand and tossed it gently, and the Zen stick spun wildly above his head. After a moment, he stretched out his hand again and returned the Zen stick to the box.

After looking at Shopkeeper Meng, the middle-aged monk asked:
"How to sell?"

Shopkeeper Meng stretched out two fingers and said with a smile on his face:

"The three of you are all distinguished guests. We don't want to make any money just for friendship. Twenty spiritual crystals!"

The spiritual stones in the Linglong Realm are roughly divided into three levels according to the purity and concentration of the spiritual energy contained within them, namely low-grade spiritual stones, medium-grade spiritual crystals, and high-grade spiritual marrow. The exchange ratio for each level is one to one thousand. As for the top-grade spiritual stones further up, they are extremely rare and are often called holy stones.

Twenty spiritual crystals are equivalent to twenty thousand low-grade spiritual stones. When Jian Fusheng heard this, he couldn't help but gasp.

Jiang Youyue had a calm expression on her face, sat down on the chair, and said with a smile:

"I want this treasure, Peony. You go home and get the spiritual crystal!"

Wu Shibin saluted Jiang Youyue and smiled:
"Miss, I'm sorry, my Wu family also wants to compete for this treasure!"

The middle-aged monk looked at Shopkeeper Wu and said:

"Yang wants to try the power of this treasure. It's not very convenient here. I wonder if shopkeeper Wu can arrange a place?"

Shopkeeper Meng thought for a moment, hugged everyone present and said with a smile:
"Since the three of you are interested in this treasure, why not let me treat you all to lunch first, and then we will go to the school grounds in the western suburbs together, where you can try to bid on the treasure on the spot!"

Jiang Youyue watched the three people performing there, knowing that this round had already come.

Standing up and cupping her hands towards Shopkeeper Meng, Jiang Youyue said:
"I won't bother Shopkeeper Meng about lunch. I've made an appointment with someone else. I'll just go to the school yard to bid in the afternoon."

Shopkeeper Meng and Wu Shibin offered a few words of apology. Seeing that Jiang Youyue had decided to leave, they had no choice but to make an appointment to meet at the school grounds later.

After coming out of Baibing Pavilion, Jiang Youyue led Jian Fusheng and his party to Banyue Tower next to the City Lord's Mansion.

The Banyue Building has red walls and green tiles, it is magnificent and elegantly built. It has five floors in total, with dining on the first floor, private rooms on the second floor, inns on the third and fourth floors, and a terrace for banquets and views on the fifth floor.

As soon as Jiang Youyue entered the door, a waiter came up to her and led the group of people up to the second floor.

Jian Fusheng looked around and found that most of the diners here were monks. Many people stood up and said hello when they saw Jiang Youyue, obviously they all knew him.

Following the stairs to the second floor, the waiter introduced everyone into a private room called "Tingtao Pavilion".

In the private room, Shen Mubai sat calmly on the main seat, waving the folding fan in his hand.

Jian Fusheng was not surprised when he met Shen Mubai. When Jiang Youyue asked the maid to buy tea, she must have gone to inform this guy.

After the twelve dishes were served, Shen Mubai raised his chin at Jiang Youyue.

Jiang Youyue understood immediately, turned away the waiter waiting at the door, and asked the three maids to guard the door.

As soon as the door of the room was closed, Shen Mubai waved his folding fan, and four white lights adhered to the four walls, blocking out the sounds inside and outside.

Shen Mubai looked at Jiang Youyue and said calmly:

"Let me tell you some news first. As expected, Yunxi Sect is surrounded!"

Jiang Youyue's expression changed. Although she had already expected this fate, she was still a little worried.

Shen Mubai looked calm and continued:

"Baoyao Sect brought more than a dozen sects and blocked several important roads going down the mountain. However, the sects have already activated the mountain protection formation, and the other party has no intention of attacking by force. It will be no problem to hold on for another ten days and a half. Wait. We have taken care of Xiaoxiao here, and it’s not too late to go to the rescue again.”

Jiang Youyue sighed and asked:

"What's the origin of the middle-aged monk?"

Shen Mubai sneered and said disdainfully:
"The ninth level of the golden elixir, the ability to use the Hidden Qi Kung Fu, is not worth mentioning. Most likely, he is here to explore the reality."

Jiang Youyue nodded and suddenly frowned:
"What if they didn't activate the Immortal Miao Association the day after tomorrow?"

Shen Mubai lowered his eyes and said calmly:
"Just find any excuse and kill both families!"

When Jian Fusheng heard this, he was surprised and said:
"Sir, there is... something wrong with this. The masterminds of the two families should certainly die, but most of the women and children in the family are innocent, right?"

Jiang Youyue rolled her eyes at Jian Fusheng and scolded:

"Cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, and the consequences will be endless. A woman's benevolence, what kind of immortality are you cultivating?"

Shen Mubai nodded towards Jian Fusheng and said with a smile:
"Being compassionate is not a bad thing for you. Killing less may delay the time."

Jiang Youyue was confused when she heard this, and she pouted and said:
"What's the delay? Senior brother, are you and Mr. Jian hiding something from me?"

Shen Mubai shook his folding fan and said calmly:

"Don't ask any more questions about Mr. Jian from now on!"

Jiang Youyue lowered her head and tugged at the skirt of her clothes, her expression not very good.

Jian Fusheng also sighed. When he thought about his situation, his mood naturally didn't get better.

Shen Mubai comforted Jiang Youyue for a few words, briefly explained the arrangements for the school grounds in the afternoon, and then called the maids in to serve the three of them.

The rules of the Linglong World family are strict. The three maids waited on the masters until they finished their meal, and then stood and started eating some leftovers.

When Jian Fusheng saw this, he couldn't bear it and said to Jiang Youyue:
"Miss, can you order a few more dishes for the maids and charge it to my account?" After hearing this, everyone looked at Jian Fusheng in surprise.

Peony was the first to speak:

"Master, don't try to harm your slaves. The masters have left so many dishes, which is enough for the slaves to have a good meal!"

Dongmei and Qiuju also echoed with panicked expressions.

Jiang Youyue frowned and asked Jian Fusheng:
"Mr. Jian, hasn't your mansion taught you etiquette and dignity?"

Jian Fusheng looked unhappy and said angrily:

"My parents never taught me that maids can only eat leftovers!"

Shen Mubai looked at Jian Fusheng thoughtfully, pondered for a moment, and then ordered to Jiang Youyue:
"Junior sister, please take the maids to the first floor to order some dishes. I have something to talk to Mr. Jian alone!"

Jiang Youyue bit her lip and nodded, not forgetting to give Jian Fusheng a hard look when she went out.

Jian Fusheng just didn't see it, closed the door, and sat next to Shen Mubai.

Shen Mubai cut off the sound again and asked Jian Fusheng:

"In your Pangu world, is there no distinction between master and servant?"

Jian Fusheng thought for a while, organized his words and said:
"Of course there is a distinction between superiority and inferiority, but the national law says that all people are created equal, and I take it for granted!"

Shen Mubai was stunned for a moment, then frowned and fell silent.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, Jian Fusheng asked proactively:

"Didn't Mr. Jing tell you about the situation in Pangu Realm?"

After a long time, Shen Mubai spoke:

"I have never asked about such a small matter, but if I have the chance, I would like to visit you!"

When Jian Fusheng heard this, he looked happy and hurriedly said to Shen Mubai:

"Sir, if you can go to Pangu Realm, I will definitely sweep up your bed to welcome you!"

Shen Mubai waved his hand and said to Jian Fusheng:
"That Zen staff has some origins. It's not just a foundation-building spiritual treasure. Later I will ask Youyue to buy it and give it to you for use. This treasure has the ability to ward off evil spirits and has some effect on your Immortal Devouring Technique. .”

Jian Fusheng stood up quickly and gave a big salute, feeling more and more respect for Shen Mubai in his heart.

……

Soon after arriving, the group arrived at the school grounds in the western suburbs.

This place belongs to the city lord's palace. It was originally a training ground for the local garrison. However, due to its infrequent use, it was transformed into a place for monks to test the spiritual treasure weapons. On the fifteenth day of every month, there are many monks. They will gather here to exchange what they have.

Shopkeeper Meng and others had arrived a long time ago. When Jiang Youyue and others entered the venue, they saw the middle-aged monk waving his Zen staff and smashing a row of puppets in the air.

Wu Shibin was the first to come over and saluted Shen Mubai:

"Is this Mr. Chen of Yunxi Zong?"

Shen Mubai nodded with a smile and praised:
"Junior sister told me about you, you are indeed a young talent!"

Shopkeeper Meng arrived shortly after, exchanged a few words with everyone, and said:

"Master Wu and Mr. Yang have tried the Zen staff just now, now it's your turn."

Jiang Youyue looked at Shen Mubai and saw him patting Jian Fusheng on the shoulder and commanding:

"Master Jian, go try it!"

Jian Fusheng nodded, took the Zen staff from the middle-aged monk, poured some real energy into it, but still found it very difficult to wield it.

Thinking of Shen Mubai's instructions in the afternoon, Jian Fusheng performed "Nine Layers of Mountain" and stacked the true essence to the third level.

Together with the Immortal Technique, the feeling is suddenly different!

Not only did the [-]-pound Zen staff become light and airy in his hands, Jian Fusheng also felt a vague sense of Zen that penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness along his meridians.

That Zen spirit glowed with a shimmering Buddha's light, changing in Jian Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness, and faintly appeared the appearance of several runes. At this moment, the two characters "Eating Immortals" above suddenly burst into blood and shot out several streaks. The blood line tore the unformed runes into powder!

Jian Fusheng was frowning when he suddenly heard a vague roar. The Zen staff in his hand suddenly turned upside down and hit him directly between the eyebrows.

Boom!
With a muffled sound, Jian Fusheng fell to the sky and was pinned firmly to the ground by the Zen staff.

On the school field, everyone looked at each other, and then laughed together.

Jiang Youyue quickly rushed to Jian Fusheng's side, picked up the Zen staff, and said with contempt:

"When you go out from now on, you are not allowed to call yourself a guest of my Jiang family. Our family cannot afford to lose this person!"

The middle-aged monk glanced at Jian Fusheng with contempt, walked up to Shen Mubai, raised his hands to him and said:

"Yang Zongcan, nice to meet you!"

Shen Mubai didn't return the greeting, he just smiled and said:
"You can call me Mr. Shen!"

Yang Zongcan raised his eyebrows, but did not have an attack. Instead, he looked directly into Shen Mubai's eyes and said word by word:

"Long-awaited! Long-awaited!"

The old god Shen Mubai was there, and he waved the folding fan in his hand, almost hitting Yang Zongcan in the face.

Yang Zongcan snorted coldly, turned around and rolled his sleeves, going to Shopkeeper Meng's side.

While Jiang Youyue was trying out the Zen staff, Shopkeeper Meng took out several sets of tables and chairs from his storage bag and ordered his servants to place them in the school grounds.

After the three parties were seated, Shopkeeper Meng cleared his throat and said:
"My dear, you have all tried it. If everyone is satisfied, you can bid now."

Wu Shibin was the first to say:

"25 spirit crystals!"

Jiang Youyue said nothing.

Yang Zongcan glanced at Wu Shibin and said:

"This treasure is not simple, I will give you thirty spiritual crystals!"

Jiang Youyue still didn't speak.

Wu Shibin frowned and looked at Jiang Youyue and asked:

"Miss, are you not going to bid?"

Jiang Youyue lowered her eyes, curled her lips and said:
"I haven't decided whether to do it or not."

Wu Shibin was stunned when he heard this. There is something wrong with this script!

But since everyone was here, it would be impossible not to perform, so he could only bite the bullet and bid with Yang Zongcan.

"35 spirit crystals!"

"Forty spiritual crystals!"

"...I'll give 41!"

"...I'll give 42!"

Wu Shibin and Yang Zongcan initially increased the price in units of five spirit crystals. Later, perhaps because they were afraid that Jiang Youyue thought it was too expensive, they simply changed the price to one spirit crystal. While increasing the price, the two of them glanced at Jiang Youyue from the corner of their eyes from time to time, thinking about the small price. The girl's thoughts.

When Yang Zongcan increased the price to fifty spirit crystals, Wu Shibin stopped increasing the price and asked Jiang Youyue again:
"Miss, do you really don't want it anymore?"

Jiang Youyue glanced at the two of them, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and asked:

"Are you shouting enough?"

Without waiting for the two to answer, Jiang Youyue slapped the table and said boldly:
"This girl will give you one hundred spiritual crystals!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Shibin's face immediately lit up, and then he pretended to struggle for a while, then he cupped his hands towards Jiang Youyue and said:

"Miss, I really like this baby, so I have no choice but to offend you...I'll pay you 150 spiritual crystals!"

Jiang Youyue chuckled, nodded and said:
"In this case, I won't take away people's beauty. 150 spiritual crystals, you can take this treasure!"

When Wu Shibin heard this, the smile on his face instantly solidified...

　Post some in advance, and correct typos later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)