At a corner of the auction house, Chi Xin saw Wei Buer looking around alertly, and suddenly withdrew his body and hid behind the corner. The update was fast and no advertisements.

Yi Xuan sneered, "What's wrong, are you scared?"

"I'm afraid of a human monk in the psychic realm?"

Chi Xin said with a funny look: "I'm not so timid yet."

As he said that, Yu Guang looked over there again: "But, you captain really have two tricks. My spiritual talent is rare in my own clan. He actually made him notice it. It was a miscalculation."

Yi Xuan's face was slightly radiant, "Do you think he killed so many horned demons in the wilderness and was relying on luck?"

After hearing this, Chi Xin looked a little unfavorable, "That's because he is lucky and has not met a member of the horn tribe like me who stimulates the power of his blood."

As he said that, he suddenly remembered the horns of the tribe members who appeared in the auction hall, and his face was even more gloomy, "What's the use of buying and selling magic horns?"

He looks hippie all day long and rarely has such serious expressions.

Yi Xuan couldn't help but feel her heart sank and replied, "How did I know? It's not what I sold."

Of course she knew the reason, but she couldn't say it.

As he said that, he remembered what had happened just now and quickly changed the topic, "Are you sure that the bead is on Wei Buer?"

"You have seen my skills," Chi Xin raised her mouth, "When did something I sensed go wrong."

"You're so arrogant," Yi Xuan looked very serious, and threatened the other party with a cold face, "I warn you, if you dare to touch a hair of Wei Buer, I promise you will die in the Soul-Suppressing Tower."

"Soul-Suppressing Tower?" After hearing this, Chi Xin suddenly thought of something, looked back directly, and said sarcastically, "Is it like the lord of this clan who is now being pressed on the Soul-Suppressing Tower?"

Yi Xuan couldn't help but look a little surprised on her face, and she stared at Chi Xin in a daze.

She had probably heard of the story of the master of the Kung Patriarch. She was said to be a purple-horned three-patterned Heavenly Lord, and she was one of the few fighting geniuses in the Kung Patriarch. Her experience of being arrested was a bit bizarre. She seemed to have fallen into the jump of a human female cultivator, and was arrested without any defense or resistance. She is still under the Soul-Suppressing Tower.

This incident caused an uproar at the time and almost caused an extremely fierce battle between the two tribes of human horns.

It was only later that the human female cultivator advanced to the realm of enlightenment and became the top-level existence in this world. The rumors gradually dissipated and few people mentioned it.

"You're thinking too much."

Thinking of this, she looked annoyed on her face, "As long as you don't provoke Wei Buer, I'm not interested in dealing with you."

"Why?" Chi Xin looked up at her, with a look of resentment and confusion in her eyes.

Yi Xuan knew what he was thinking and replied, "He saved my life."

"I've saved it, too."

"So, you are still talking in front of me right now." Yi Xuan pointed at Chi Xin's chest.

"This is not fair?" Chi Xin smiled bitterly.

"Is there any fairness in this world? Why are you here to fight with us?" Yi Xuan replied seriously, "Wei Buer saved me three times, you only once; Wei Buer is a human race, you are a horn demon. What's more, you are going to deal with him, not he is going to deal with you. From me, it's very fair."

"Okay," Chi Xin's face was full of bitterness, "I promise to just take away the soul bead..."

...

After agreeing to go to Li Yunjing's turn to the temple, Buer first went to the Zongmeng Lecture Hall and used the location of the temple.

Afterwards, he was taken by Li Han and others to a restaurant specially provided for monks in Longnan City by half-broken and half-deception.

Li Han ordered some wine and food, which was a little helpful in practicing cultivation. I thought it would take a lot of money to settle the bill.

Given their shabby situation in the northwest, this meal gave him a lot of face.

While drinking and eating, Li Han and others chatted in a habit, and did not deliberately show off their best care to avoid making him feel uncomfortable.

When talking about the situation in the northwest, the Dunhuang Biography, the situation of the Yunyin Sect in the descending camp, etc., we will ask Buer's opinion.

I can only talk about politely and briefly, and I usually listen carefully when I spend time.

It is strange that since he entered the monk, he has been dealing with women most of the time.

Wan'er, Mu Wanfeng, Xiuxiu, Time, Li Ran.

After coming to the northwest, he even brought a group of girls, and was entangled by the old devil Li Yunjing.

There are so few interactions between fellow disciples, or male cultivators.

This is the result of fate, and it is also due to going with the flow.

He watched Li Han and others chat and laugh, and he occasionally yearned for it, and wanted to sing with them in his life and drink with them.

But after a little calming down, what I care about most is the way of cultivation.

He had already thought about this truth thousands of times in his mind.

All dreams, the freedom you love, and the freedom you want can only be obtained by reaching the top of the Great Avenue of Eternal Life.

It is precisely because of such persistence in his heart that he has spent almost all his time in practice in the past few years.

When the banquet is halfway through, the initial organized and regular topic ends.

The drunken people present began to play their own way and picked up their glasses to find someone to talk to.

At the chaotic wine table, Buer remembered the strangeness of his soul rising out of thin air outside the auction hall.

He had already driven his magical powers to detect it before, but the situation he saw this time was a bit strange.

In the chaotic world of consciousness, an uninvited guest broke into it.

Who is eyeing me?

He was a little curious, but he was not panicked.

According to the induction, this is not a terrible disaster.

Just as he was thinking, Du Wenguang from Jiuxianyuan then came over with alcohol, "Junior Brother Wei, you should take care of our Tangxian on weekdays."

Fuji immediately remembered the rumors in the sect and nodded in a funny way.

"happy!"

Du Wenguang laughed loudly.

The meaning of his words was of course to imply that Wei Buer should not take advantage of the opportunity to get close to the water tower and have any thoughts about Tang Xian.

He came forward when he met Mo Shen and guessed that Li Yunjing's rotating dojo was about to start entering.

Then everyone greeted each other and walked to the Zongmeng Lecture Hall.

After leaving the restaurant, he used his magic power to dispel all his drunkenness and alcohol.

After all, this place is in the Northwest Army. I will go to Li Yunjing Dojo to attend classes later. I am afraid that I will cause trouble.

Seeing the way everyone was driving the wine, I thought that I finally enjoyed the wine and was indulging in my heart, and turned my head and was about to disperse. It was not that I could not be free as I wanted, so I was helpless.

Zongmeng Lecture Hall is located in the west of Longnan City center, and is next to it with a large market and business store dedicated to monks' trading. It is the most prosperous and densely populated area in the city.

As the news of the competition spread rapidly, more and more monks have been in Longnan City recently.

They mainly purchase preparatory supplies and come to watch the fun.

The business of markets, commercial banks, and auction houses is getting better and better, and the streets are crowded.

When Li Han and others were rushing to the road, they did not forget to check the shops along the street. When they saw the goods they liked, they bargained to buy them back.

There are flying swords and magic weapons, enhancement pills, and auxiliary talismans; there are some for their own use, and some for the disciples of our squad.

There is no such expense on weekdays, it can be seen that everyone attaches great importance to the big game.

Buer and others finally arrived outside the lecture hall while the crowd was flowing, and only then did they realize that the lecture hall was very large.

The appearance looks like a huge palace, jade palaces, flying pavilions, and the projection of sunlight slanting sunlight has been drooping several thousand feet wide. I think it is more than enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.

As the city is bustling lately, the monks who came to participate in the temple are crowded with people. Outside the lecture hall, they are filled with dizziness.

Li Yunjing has been fighting in the northwest for many years, and some of his own little secret roots have long been known to people.

Bu Er also heard about it. It is said that her Sea-Shenhai Beast and Chu Yue are both sword owls.

This is a kind of spiritual beast that lives in the wilderness, with a small number and extremely intelligent nature.

According to legend, all sword owls are born to control swords. They are born with a sword in their womb, and each has its own unique magical powers. As the sword owl grows up, the power of natural magical powers becomes more and more terrifying, and spiritual beasts of the same level rarely have rivals.

Therefore, the cultivator who is a sword owl is best at understanding the sword control method, and his attack power is amazing. He is often the top combat power among the cultivators of the same level, and may even fight above the level.

Li Yunjing was able to become the only commander in the early stage of the Heavenly Man Realm within the six camps of Changyuan Sect, because of the terrifying magical powers given by Jian Xiao.

Many people speculated that the great way Li Yunjing taught today should be a path of swordsmanship. Therefore, nearly half of the sword cultivators are waiting outside the hall at this moment.

At this point, the location of the dojo has been sold out.

The scalpers from the underground went out to do a high-priced business secretly.

The consumption is already outrageous, but some are still in short supply.

The Yunyin Sect had already exchanged seats, so they found a quieter corner outside the lobby, and watched leisurely as others bargain with the scalpers.

Du Wenguang whispered to everyone, "Since I came to the Northwest Camp, I have never seen Marshal Li's true face with my own eyes... According to rumors in the army of the World Camp, Marshal seems to be a superb beauty..." When he spoke, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but make people suspect that he came to listen to the lecture this time, for fear that the motive was impure.

Li Han quickly interrupted him, "How many heads do you have? Dare you think of Li Dashui? A cultivator in the Heavenly Realm has great skills. Maybe the words you say here will be heard by the Grand Marshui..."

After hearing this, Du Wenguang only laughed awkwardly.
To be continued...