Cultivation superstar diva

Chapter 1 Ghostly Female Cultivator
"The jade slips that will be auctioned below are leftovers from the ancient times. It is rumored that if you can undo the powerful restrictions on them, you will be the inheritors of destiny. I hope that those who are destined to be in the Baojian building today will be lucky enough to open it. Jade slips must be passed down from ancient times!"

The hostess female nun in the middle of the attic gave this exciting explanation while carefully raising the red curtain, and a crystal clear black jade appeared in front of everyone.

"There is black smoke lingering on it, and my consciousness is completely isolated!"

"The nameless jade slip, the nameless thing must be a treasure among treasures!"

"If it is really a powerful inheritance, if the restriction is lifted..."

The female nun looked at the monks who were suddenly eager to try with satisfaction, and a calculating smile flashed across her eyes.

"It's ridiculous, since when did Baojian Tower fall into a state of desolation and desolation, the inheritance of power? Heh..."

An ethereal and elegant voice suddenly rang out from above the entire Baojian building, and the noisy discussion suddenly fell silent. Even a few low-ranking monks showed a confused look, obviously shocked by the voice.

Jindan monk!

If you haven't seen him, you should hear his voice first, the sound is like a ring, crisp like a bell.

A light green figure appeared in the center of the attic at a speed that everyone couldn't distinguish. The aura was fully opened, and the presiding female cultivator was instantly shocked to the edge of the hall.

It wasn't until she stood still that everyone could see the woman's appearance clearly. Her attire was extremely simple. She only used a hairpin on her head to stand up in the front bun, and her long hair reached her waist in the back, flowing like a waterfall. She was wearing green gauze with wide sleeves and tied with white jade The belt, just standing like this, has a beauty that captivates all living beings, making one unable to hold one's breath.

Her appearance is flamboyant and glamorous. Separately, she is a finely crafted work of art. When combined, she has a unique flavor. Her expression is unparalleled, and her icy muscles and bones reveal a hint of aloofness. Even if her every move is graceful, no one would dare The heart is charming, only full of awe.

"Mo Xiaofu, the eldest disciple of the Xuanqing Sect who entered the house!"

"After the stars of the Xuanqing Sect fell 49 years ago, she is the No.1 of the Xuanqing sect!"

"You're talking about the Xuanqing ghost? It's amazing, and he knows everything about alchemy, weapon refining, formations, and talismans?"

"Exactly, to advance to the Golden Core in just a hundred years, the rumored appearance of a celestial being is truly unparalleled."

Mo Xiaofu didn't seem to have heard the whispers of these monks. His beautiful eyes stared at the dark jade slips, and the jade hands in his wide sleeves moved slightly. When he held up the jade slips, there was a touch of pain. At this moment, no one dared to step forward to stop her, not only because of her cultivation, but also because of her prestige in the Canglu world.

"Who wants this jade slip?"

The eyes were icy sharp, and the monks with lower cultivation bases suddenly fell silent, while several high-ranking monks who were also Jindan glanced at each other, and immediately felt the intention to retreat.

Just snatching the magic weapon from the chief disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, no one with a little sense would do it. Besides, this jade slip appeared in the low-grade auction of Baojian Tower, no matter how valuable it was, it would not be so shocking.

Picking up the leaks, although the auction will sometimes produce some rare treasures, but in fact, the structure of different grades has determined the grades of the magic treasures. They expected that the so-called inheritance of power should be a mystery by the auctioneer. The other party had a conflict.

Her cold eyes swept across the people in the attic, and naturally no one answered. She looked at the jade slip in her hand expressionlessly, as if she was offering sacrifices through it, but after a while, Mo Xiaofu's expression froze, her eyes were determined, and her palms moved. A orchid flame was set off, intending to burn the jade slips to ashes.

"hiss!"

Everyone was stunned. Xuanqing's number one disciple, the most rumored ghost fairy fairy who is most likely to prove the way of heaven, the fire in her hand is Qianming Youhuo, the best will-o'-the-wisp of Infernal Hell, which melts everything invisible!
Some people began to feel sorry for the jade slip, but soon their eyes widened in disbelief. The dark ink color of the jade slip exuded a simple and simple atmosphere, and it was not damaged at all under the blue flames, and they seemed to be shaking with enjoyment. shook.

How could there be treasures that could resist Qianming Youhuo!

Mo Xiaofu's expression flickered slightly, the magic weapon refined by the elder brother was so unusual, so...

She wants to destroy it completely!
49 years.

She has been looking for this jade slip for 49 years since her eldest brother, the stars fell!
As the arrogance of the Xuanqing sect, Mo Xiaofu was born with all the stars holding the moon, and the Xuanqing sect is the most powerful cultivation sect in the Canglu world, so the only person respected by her peers is her big brother Xingchen who came from the pill peak together with her , but 49 years ago, she watched the divine punishment come to the world with her own eyes. The powerful shock brought by the divine power of heaven and earth and the sudden fall of a person whom she had respected in her life caused a great psychological impact on her.

And this jade slip is the culprit who caused the punishment from heaven back then!
She had kept this secret for so many years for her elder brother who died, but the jade slip refined by the stars also disappeared strangely. She searched and searched for it for many years, and finally found it at this little-known auction.

This is not the inheritance of great power at all, it is the last thing her elder brother refined before him, and it is also the evil thing that brought disaster to him, so today, she is bound to use the Infernal Will to completely destroy this nightmare!
Seeing that Yujian had withstood the Qianming Youhuo, Mo Xiaofu couldn't help but feel a little weird, and the vague uneasiness prompted her to bless a flame.

The rare fire of Qianming, which is rare in a thousand years, burns the jade slips, and the jade slips are unscathed!The monks swallowed unconsciously, although Mo Xiaofu just said that Baojianlou was playing tricks, but the facts are in front of them, maybe the jade slip is really a relic of ancient power, "a hundred poisons do not invade"!
The attic was indescribably quiet, everyone was looking forward to what would happen next, but no one expected that just when Mo Xiaofu blessed the flame again, a huge black light beam shot up from the jade slip, seeing There was nothing left in the tower guard formation, and instantly dyed the entire attic black. Such a powerful aura immediately stunned everyone's five senses. At the same time, a huge attraction swept over, making people caught off guard.

"Ah! Ah!"

In an instant, everything in the room was distorted, as if a tornado swept across time and space. No matter how high or low the people were, they were all stirred up by the storm and fled in panic. For a moment, an unprecedented chaotic scene appeared in the attic, and the eye of the hurricane that attracted everything, It's at Mo Seyu Jian's place!

Mo Xiaofu's face was horrified, she had never heard of such a weird scene, she was the closest, the powerful attraction even her Golden Core cultivation base could not resist until her figure was distorted, followed by the vortex of the tornado After entering the jade slip, the chaos subsided.

After three breaths, the black light beam seemed to be cut off from the light source suddenly, and suddenly disappeared, leaving only a mess of monks lying on the ground, overlapping each other, proving that what happened just now was not illusory.

(End of this chapter)