City tour of the master of cultivation

However, Zhou Yi has only 200000 Lingjing in his hand at present, and he can't help but look at the VIP room where Jianyu is.

Zhou Yi just looked at him, but he was surprised to find that the other side showed a kind look at him. Then Xiao er said, "dear guests, the guests on the 19th have already delivered Lingjing."

"OK, I see. Go ahead."

Zhou Yi is slightly a Leng at first, then took over the broken skill in his hand, waved and said.

Small two seconds understand, nodded respectfully left.

The auction is still going on, until the final immortal grass, yanghuncao, comes out. The auction, which has been gradually depressed, has attracted a boom again.

The spirit and the body are the two ways of cultivation. It is hard to find the elixir to enhance the physical strength, and the herb to enhance the spirit is even more difficult to find, let alone the herb that can not only enhance the power of the spirit, but also nourish the spirit.

In other words, the bidding for raising soul grass will be more intense than the bidding for advanced Dan.

The starting price of yanghuncao is 300000 Lingjing. Zhou Yi's Lingjing is less than that, which makes him speechless.

He wanted to sell the broken rank danlai and bid for the soul raising grass, but the old man shook his head and said, "if you bid for that skill, it's enough. You don't need to spend any more Lingjing."

"Lingjing is something out of the body. If you don't bring it to life or to death, how can it compare with your spirit of the old man?"

Zhou Yi frowned and, regardless of dissuasion, made a direct bid.

However, Zhou Yi underestimated other friars' desire to cultivate soul grass.

Not only Peng Jingyu, the young and old of Peng family, but also the friar of Zifu period in VIP room 27.

Soon, the price of yanghuncao soared to 700000 Lingjing, and even went up.

"One million Lingjing!"

When the price appeared, the whole audience was in an uproar and turned their eyes to the VIP room.

And the VIP room is just for Zhou Yi to pay 250000 Lingjing for the free repair, sword language!

After discovering that the bidder was the casual sword language of VIP room No.19, how happy and how worried he was.

Peng Jingyu in VIP room 13's pupils shrink sharply, and an ominous premonition rises in his heart. He always feels that he has provoked people he shouldn't have... Can the people who can afford nearly 1.25 million Lingjing be ordinary people?

I don't know if there are 1.25 million Lingjing in the Peng family where they are!

And 27 and other more than a dozen VIP room people, eyes, is full of greed.

Those who can afford 1.25 million Lingjing will not only have these Lingjing...

"one million Lingjing, is there anything higher than this price?"

Shopkeeper Li Yuli's eyes were full of excitement. The charming smile on his pretty face swept around and seemed to induce others to continue bidding.

Although one million Lingjing is still beyond her expectation, the so-called merchant nature is greedy. Since there is a price of one million Lingjing, there will be a price of 1.1 million or even 1.2 million.

But it's a pity that she has made three voices in a row, and no one has bid for the spirit grass any more. Shopkeeper Li Yuli can only beat the mallet to fix the sound. Congratulations on the price of one million Lingjing in VIP room 19.

At this point, the auction of tianwai pavilion has ended. Even Zhou Yi didn't expect that the 200000 Lingjing he brought could not afford to buy the soul raising grass. He even said that the 200000 Lingjing didn't work, so he replaced it with a broken skill book.

It was unexpected to him.

But just as Zhou Yi was about to leave tianwaige, the door of the VIP room was pushed open, and Xiao Er came in again and said respectfully to Zhou Yi, "guest, welcome to the 19th. Do you have a look?"

Zhou Yi, of course, knew that there was no free lunch in the world, so he nodded to the sophomore and said, "lead the way."

Following Xiao Er to a banquet hall in tianwaige, there are two luxurious boxes on the third floor of the hall. With the sign of Xiao Er, Zhou Yi steps into the box on the right.

It seems that those who can hold a banquet in tianwai pavilion are very talented.

After seeing Jianyu, Jianyu smiles at Zhouyi, shakes his hand and says, "Daoyou, please sit down."

Zhou Yi nodded, said thank you, and sat down.

"To introduce myself, my name is Jianyu, the sword of sanchiqing sword, the language of language. I haven't consulted Daoyou yet..." Sword language very polite self introduction way.

"Zhou Yi."

Zhou Yi simply reported his name, and no matter what the other party's reaction was, he immediately took out 200000 Lingjing and a pill and put them in front of Jianyu. He politely said, "here are 200000 Lingjing and a broken step pill that can break through the zhizifu period. I will take it as 50000 Lingjing and give it back to brother Jianyu."

"You don't need to be so polite. I helped you just because you were predestined." Sword language pushes it back to Zhou Yi with a smile and says.A glimmer of light flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. Just as he stepped into the box, he found that although the man in front of him was a human, he also had a little unreachable evil spirit around him, which made Zhou Yi guess that the purpose of sword language was probably this.

"No merit, no salary. Brother Jian, you'd better take these. It's hard to be ungrateful. " Zhou yiruo points out.

"Ha ha, Zhou Daoyou, it's not human feelings, but I just want to make a friend." Sword language changed the subject and said, "by the way, Zhou Daoyou, where do you learn from? Why do I always feel that you are so kind?"

Here we go. Back to business.

With a smile in his heart, Zhou Yi said, "I'm just a casual practitioner, and I don't have a school."

"Oh?" Sword language eyebrows pick, just want to say something more, but outside the door came a startling roar.

"Rats die!"

As soon as the words fell, a huge force lifted up the whole box. Zhou Yi and sword language both dodged to the distance to avoid the blow.

They fixed their eyes and found that there were nearly ten people coming, including six monks who were full of gold elixirs and four monks in the early days of Zifu.

Among them are Peng Jingyu, the eldest and youngest of Peng family, and the friar of Zifu period in box 27!

"Taoist friend Zhou, just wait for me. I'll come when I go to meet them."

Sword language smile, even in the face of nearly ten monks, he just flashed through his eyes, and then he put three feet green peak in his hand, ready to move.

Zhou Yi chuckled and said, "brother Jian, if you want to make friends with me, why should you treat me as an outsider? Well, you deal with five, I deal with five, we are better than one. "

"OK, according to Zhou Daoyou." Sword language in the eyes flash a silk surprised, slightly a smile way.

Seeing the reply from the sword, Zhou Yi put his eyes on the Taoist robe old man in VIP room 27 and sneered: "old man, let me see what you can do. You dare to compete with me!"

When the Taoist priest heard the words, he almost didn't get angry by Zhou Yi's words.

Clearly you have photographed that treasure, but you still have a face that hasn't been photographed. How can you be so hateful?

"That broken skill is not something you can own. If you hand it in now, I may consider letting you go. If you don't, ha ha."

"Have you finished?" Zhou Yi said with a light smile, "when you finish speaking, come and give the first prize."

Zhou Yi's understatement made the Taoist priest sneer and shout: "you have seed. You dare to challenge me as a monk of Zifu period. Let me see what your strength is."

At the end of the speech, a sword, which is different from the realm of the golden elixir, cuts to Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi's pupil shrinks, and suddenly avoids. However, he sees that the sword cuts directly into the banquet hall of tianwaige below and cuts it clean.

"Boy, what are you hiding from?" The old Taoist priest sneered.

Zhou Yi pretended not to hear this, but touched his chin and said to himself, "it's interesting that a sword is divided into hundreds of swords."

"Let's see if your swordsmanship is better or mine is better!"

After Zhou Yi's words, his Lingxiao sword threw a sword flower and took the initiative to chop the old Taoist robe.

The old Taoist priest was surprised. He didn't understand what the boy had to rely on. How dare he take the initiative to attack himself?

In a flash of mind, the Taoist priest will not miss this wonderful opportunity to welcome him.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the Taoist priest felt a strong force coming along his sword to his right arm. He felt paralyzed and almost threw the sword out of his hand.

"Why is the boy who is full of gold elixirs so terrifying in his body that he is not his opponent in cultivating his superior body refining skills?"

The old Taoist priest was shocked, and suddenly he felt that he had encountered a hard stubble. Subconsciously, he wanted to run away.

He didn't even have the mind to use Shentong and Zhou Yi to fight the enemy. He turned around and flew away.

"Want to escape? Where do you think you're going? "

Although Zhou Yi was surprised that his physical strength could resist the Taoist robe elder of Zifu period, he knew that it was not the time to be distracted. Seeing that the Taoist robe elder wanted to escape, Zhou Yi's eyes turned white, and his white eyes with magical power suddenly launched. Several strange white needles shot out of Zhou Yi's white pupils and hit the Taoist robe elder in an instant.

After hearing the old Taoist robe scream, he was shot to the ground by Zhou Yi's attack. Zifu was destroyed, and his accomplishments were wasted. He was in a coma on the spot.

All of a sudden, the people around were surprised.

The fight between Zhou Yi and the Taoist robe elder was only in a flash. He didn't even think of the sword language. It was just a breath. Zhou Yi abandoned the Taoist robe elder, a monk of Zifu period, with his perfect cultivation!

"I didn't expect that it was Zhou Daoyou who cut off the top. It seems that I'm going to work hard."Although Jianyu was a little surprised by Zhou Yi's strength and was able to kill the friars of Zifu period, he didn't seem to be very surprised. He just glanced at Zhou Yi and focused on the remaining nine friars.

"Let me see, who should die first...

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