After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

Chapter 68: If you can’t beat it, join it
Of course Zhu Yan will not lack the spiritual stone, but does she want a sword?What she wanted was the attitude of Pei Xingmo—and even the entire Qing Hongzong.

Pei Xingmo couldn't help but Zhu Yan's expression was a little broken. He gently ground his molar teeth, and there was a bit of danger in his eyes: "Pei Xingmo? Are you really going to go against me?"

The latter casually brushed the fallen leaves on his shoulders. He looked directly into Zhu Yan's eyes for the first time since they met: "You and I are not the same." How could we talk to each other?
One day the demons will attack, and the Qinghong Sect will not be able to survive alone. As the leader of the Qinghong Sect, he will not abandon the sect and face the demons no matter what.

"Okay, okay!" Zhu Yan laughed angrily, and there was a bit of ferocity on his beautiful face. His eyes swept over Pei Xingmo like a poisonous snake, "I want to see when the demon army comes to the territory in the future. , how will you and your so-called Tao resist?"

She snorted coldly, glanced in the direction of Shu Jue and others again, then turned around and left.

The empty mid-air was like walking on flat ground, and it was obvious that she had just taken a small step, but when she looked again, she found that she had gone far away.

Walking in the air is the sign of a powerful person at the god level.

Zhu Yan's strength was clearly at the bottom among the twelve generals of the Demon Clan, but he was already at the top of the human race in terms of cultivation.

Shu Jue looked at the direction she was leaving and her heart froze.

Judging from her intentions, it seemed that she did not intend to massacre the monks at the auction, and she felt slightly relieved.

But when she thought of the existence of a ninth-level formation mage among the demons, Shujue felt a little overwhelmed.

We can't delay it any longer. When the auction is over, we have to quickly find the formation and destroy it.

"You guys go and have a rest. We'll be busy tomorrow." Pei Xingmo's voice sounded in the ears of the three melon-eating trio at the same time. They looked at each other, said goodbye in a tacit understanding, and returned to their own yard.

The auction was held in the auction hall of the Ninth Peak, and at Mao hour someone set off to the auction hall.

The locations in the auction hall have already been divided according to the value of the auction items brought. Since there are no private rooms, the sects and casual cultivators with high-value auction items sit relatively near the front.

When Shu Jue arrived, many people were already sitting in their seats.

The left and right are still waiting, with nothing to do. Everyone is browsing the forum with their own messenger jade.

Earlier, Qing Hongzong released the news that the magic sword was going to be auctioned, which aroused many people's doubts - the magic sword will not be used if it is auctioned, and it may suffer a counterattack from the demonic energy. Your Qing Hongzong has nothing to put up for auction. So just take it and deal with it?
Some people also speculate that Qing Hongzong wanted to catch big fish with his sword. Whether there is a big fish is another matter.

Shu Jue looked through the forum and thought: Isn’t this a big fish?Not only that, but he could also slap most of the people present to death.

In addition to the Qiongqi Sword, the most eye-catching thing this time is a jade slip, which is said to be accidentally obtained in a secret realm and can open a certain powerful tomb hundreds of years ago.

The person who auctioned this jade slip was a casual cultivator, and the post was posted anonymously.

The monks below were talking a lot.

There is no one who can be called a powerful person in the current world of immortality, so the tomb must have been at least 200 years ago.

Although I don’t know how that person was so sure that the jade slip was the key to the tomb and that it was Da Neng’s tomb, but if it were true, the value of the things in Da Neng’s tomb might be more than the total value of the items in the auction.

It is said that more than 200 years ago, a certain aristocratic family survived the war between the two clans by relying on the things found in Da Neng's tomb.

Everyone from Feiyue Sect came last, Zhu Yan walked at the front, still dressed as yesterday, barefoot, and his silver bells jingled as he walked.

Her appearance attracted many people to look at her, and naturally some people stared at her white feet.

Apparently because he and Pei Xingmo failed to reach an agreement yesterday, Zhu Yan was not in a good mood today. The corners of his lips were slightly raised as usual, but his eyes were filled with coldness and hostility.

Sensing some unfavorable looks, Zhu Yan snorted, and some people flew out of their positions with a groan and smashed against the surrounding walls.Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect her to take action without saying a word.

Looking around with cold eyes, Zhu Yan's voice was still as charming as yesterday, but it made people feel chills in the back for no reason: "If you can't control your eyes and mouth, you have to pay the price."

The monks who originally wanted to speak for those people hesitated.

Even people from the same sect were secretly complaining at this time: What are you looking at when you have nothing to do?Can they afford the Feiyue Sect?

The smell of blood faintly reached the tip of his nose. Zhu Yan took a deep breath, and the smile on his lips deepened.

What a wonderful smell?It's just a pity that she still overestimated this group of humans, and no one dared to stand up and say "fair words".

Just as he was sighing like this, a righteous and awe-inspiring voice rang out: "Sect Master Xue, isn't it bad to casually injure people at the auction?"

Everyone followed the sound and saw a man dressed in Qing Hongzong clothing striding towards him, and soon he was in front of Zhu Yan.

"...6" Yu Mingli: The male protagonist is so upright and upright that she almost cried.

It's not touching, it's annoying.

Can you please not take her with you if you are being cool?When Zhu Yan is not looking at anyone, his eyes are about to turn into knives?
Although she has a system that prevents her from dying, she still hasn't earned enough points. She won't be able to earn enough points if Zhu Yan slaps her to death!
Looking at the man who spoke to stop him, the smile on Zhu Yan's lips seemed to become more and more obvious. He stretched out his hand to comb his long hair, and said as if he was praising or mocking:
"As expected of Sect Master Pei's disciple, he looks just like him when he was young. But, didn't your master teach you that the strong should be respected?"

Chu Yunchen's shoulders suddenly sank, as if there were an extra pair of hands pressing on his shoulders.

"If your master doesn't teach you, I will teach you for him today."

As soon as the coercion of the transformed god comes out, even if it is not directed at others, those who are closer will be affected to some extent.

Yu Mingli was no exception. Fortunately, the system acted in time and solved most of the problems for her.

Chu Yunchen, who was at the center of the pressure, was not so lucky. He could only suffer the pain and coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he was stubborn and did not kneel down.

Seeing this, Yu Mingli was amazed.

As expected of the male protagonist of a fairy tale, he will not lose his ambition no matter what he loses.

Look at the way his veins are popping out and his face is so congested that he's even vomiting blood from the pressure and hasn't even knelt down yet.

The most outrageous thing is that the pressure of the transformed god only made him vomit blood?If it had been anyone else, they would have already reopened it, right?

Complaints are complaints, but she still has to put on a good show. After all, she is just a weak alchemy cultivator, and she forcefully forced herself to cough up blood.

She even dared to touch the disciples of the Qing Hong Sect leader, and no one present dared to step forward to stop Zhu Yan.

"Huh? The auction hasn't started yet? It seems I'm not too late." Shu Jue yawned and walked in sleepily. Seeing a group of people looking at her, and then looking at Chu Yunchen who seemed to be enduring great pain, she wiped Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he said with a surprised look on his face: "Who made Sister Xue Miao angry so early in the morning? Sister Xue Miao, don't be angry. Come on, let's sit down and vent our anger with some unscrupulous people. Why bother?" "

Xue Miao, sister?
Yumingli cracked.

Thinking of what Shu Jue said on the summons yesterday, "Join if you can't beat him", he suddenly understood what he meant.

(End of this chapter)