"I have never seen this fellow Taoist, I am Tuoba Han, from the Tuoba family of Donghai."

Li Ping'an calmly held up his hands and said directly: "I am determined to win the beauty tonight. Please come back as soon as possible."

"Isn't it too much for you to say that?"

A young-looking Rogue Cultivator Yuan Xian hummed:

"Today we are all here to celebrate the beautiful lady. In the end, the one with the highest bid will be entitled to the spring breeze!"

Another young-looking casual cultivator Yuan Xian said: "Who can sit here without a few squares of spiritual stones?"

"Ha," Li Ping'an sneered, "I advise you not to humiliate yourself."

"Good boy!"

Linhai Sanren Xiao Minzi's eyes burst out with a cold light, and he said with a smile:

"I like your character. Let's see if your wallet is so bulging. I can't let you do it tonight."

Most of the others just looked at the masked black-robed Taoist like a spectator.

Wei Yanzi groaned a few times and spoke to the immortal elder in his sleeve:

"Elder Yan...Why do I feel that our Ping An is the most like a demon here?"

"Nonsense! Go back and copy the rules three hundred times!"

Wei Yanzi's body trembled, but at this moment he was addicted to drama. He put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a wry smile: "I am just a little butler. I'm afraid I can only look at the beauty tonight."

Sun Yingying smiled sweetly and said: "Master Yan, you are joking. Who doesn't know your importance in Dong'an City? Although it cannot be said that you can cover the sky with one hand, your words can make Dong'an City shake three times."

Wei Yanzi secretly thought something was wrong, but before he could speak, his forearm was kicked hard by the little bee from the fairyland.

Wei Yanzi hurriedly said: "I don't dare to say that, I don't dare to say that!"

That Tuoba Han was also a veteran of the entertainment industry. He took the initiative to change the topic, raised his hands and said with a smile: "This is the deacon Wei Yanzi of Wanyun Sect? I have admired you for a long time, does your sect still accept disciples? Can I go to practice?"

The old man in blood-robed clothes at the door sneered: "Wanyun Sect is really lucky that the Immortal of Great Fortune and the Quasi-immortal of Great Enlightenment appeared in your sect at the same time."

A person with good intentions asked: "When will Wan Yun Sect become the number one sect?"

"It's a pity that the quasi-immortal Dawu is not here, otherwise what would we be fighting for?"

"Hahaha! If Dawu Quasi-immortal comes here, Pindao is willing to spend all his wealth to hire all the beauties that Zuiyue Tower will arrange to leave the palace in the next ten years and send them to Dawu Quasi-immortal! I only ask Dawu Quasi-immortal to accept my useless son.

Become a disciple!"

These sixteen people said something to each other, and the atmosphere at the table suddenly became much more cheerful.

Sun Yingying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look at Tuoba Han.

She clapped her hands gently, the musicians began to play slowly, and several women wearing only bellybands and gauze skirts entered and danced.

In the corner, Li Ping'an closed his eyes and rested, continuing to maintain his cold and arrogant persona.

It's quite satisfying to be a demon cultivator who directly attacks people.

This is the joy of life that Li Pingan has never experienced before.

…

'There were three big fishes at the small wedding banquet.'

Li Ping'an observed in the corner for a long time. Relying on his 10% spiritual sense, 90% insight, and 90% help from the Heavenly Craftsman Vientiane Picture and Artifact Spirit, he has locked the range of the evil demon of the Blood Evil Sect.

among the three.

The old sword slave behind Tuoba Han is a second-grade true immortal. The immortal power in his body seems to be immortal magic, but it actually hides magic power.

The old man in blood-robed clothes at the door had put on several disguises, was a fourth-level true immortal, practiced poison skills, and was the most difficult master present.

A middle-aged man with an aquiline nose, Xiao Mianzi, a seventh-level true immortal. His soul is tainted with the aura of killing evil. On the surface, he looks sanctimonious, but in fact, he kills evil very seriously.

——The others have not been completely freed from suspicion, but these three are more suspicious.

While the music and dancing were playing to warm up the scene, Li Ping'an had already begun to think about how to weigh the background of these three people.

Wei Yanzi and Elder Yan Sheng are on the left. He also has the jade beads transformed by his master in his sleeves, so there will be no problem if he starts directly.

But today, in this Zuiyue Tower, it would be best for Master not to take action.

Otherwise, the vest that he worked so hard on will be scrapped directly.

Li Ping'an already had an idea in his heart, and asked the weapon spirit of Wanxiang Tiangongtu to continue to observe everyone beside Yuanshen, while he continued to perform a big play called "Madman".

The music behind the screen changed its tune, and the dancers bowed their heads and retreated.

Sun Yingying stepped forward again, bowed and saluted everywhere, and said with a smile: "My beautiful son is eighteen years old, and his cultivation aptitude is also very good, but now he is in the state of refining the void."

Li Pingan's Yuanshen curled his lips slightly.

Only ghosts believe it.

After cultivating the void at the age of eighteen, you can directly go to a large sect to become an immortal seedling. It is estimated that it is eighteen years and one hundred and twenty months.

Sun Yingying said with a smile: "Jia'er likes to recite poems and is good at playing the qin. Several luthiers in Zuiyue Tower praised her for her excellent qin skills. However, she doesn't like fighting. She has never learned any fighting skills. She puts her love on the qin.

, I love the piano... Jiaer, how about playing the piano for all of you, sir?"

The curtain behind the screen swayed, and a frail woman in a long skirt came holding a piano.

Through the screen, you can only see her graceful figure, her silky hair, and her delicate and beautiful face.

The woman held the piano and bowed her head in salute, as if the breeze was blowing willows. She slowly took her seat after writing and lowered her head to adjust the strings of the piano.

The more than ten male cultivators present had their eyes shining brightly at this moment.

In such a hazy place, it is most easy to feel the beauty. The three young gentlemen couldn't help but start reciting poems.

Sudden.

The Yuanxian who was sitting next to the screen, wearing a black robe and a black half-face armor, actually leaned forward, held up the screen, and stared at the beauty behind the screen.

After a few bang-dong sounds, the sound of the beauty tuning the piano suddenly became chaotic.

Li Ping'an took a closer look and felt that this 'Jia'er' was not an alluring figure. At most, she had the foundation of Xiaojiabiyu, plus the Qingzheng Immortal Technique to create a worldly temperament. In terms of figure, she was not as good as her own priest sister, with her melon-seed face.

quite pretty.

"It's also wrong. You shouldn't compare your junior sister with the Zuiyuelou girl."

The woman named Jia'er was really stunned. She pursed her lips slightly, frowned and looked at Li Pingan, and whispered: "You, don't look."

"Ah, okay, I'm still shy."

Li Ping'an sat up straight, and then felt the angry eyes of more than a dozen people around him.

If looks could kill, he would be cut to pieces with a thousand cuts.

Li Ping'an secretly laughed, how could he anger these people so easily.

Sun Yingying walked to Li Pingan's side with a smile, took a soft cushion, knelt down between Li Pingan and the screen, spread out her skirt elegantly, and said with a smile:

"Jia'er, play the piano."

The sound of tinkling piano soon came from behind the screen.

Jia'er lowered her head to play the piano, and there were already guests greeting the woman who was waiting behind her, handing over the magical storage tools and magical treasures one by one.

This is where the bidding begins.

Li Ping'an stayed still and watched the battle for the time being.

After the three songs were finished, the screen was moved away, and the female cultivator from Zuiyue Tower named Jiaer stood up and bowed.

All the Taoists at the banquet smiled.

Sun Yingying smiled and said: "Jia'er, go to your boudoir to decorate it."

"Yes, Sister Yingying."

Jia'er responded softly, raised her head and glanced at the male cultivators in the venue, with a bit of timidity and confusion in her eyes, lowered her head and walked away with broken steps.

She didn't go far and went to wait in the small room next door, also listening to the goings on in the banquet hall.

Sun Yingying took the jade talisman on the side and said with a smile: "The one who has the most products now is fellow Taoist Xiaominzi, with a total of one spiritual stone and two immortal treasures."

Li Pingan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He naturally knew that there was a big difference between the Immortal Treasure and the Immortal Treasure. These two Immortal Treasures sounded bluffing, and they were most likely just half-finished products that had been refined.

But is it just a spring breeze and the price is so high?

Happy Valley is definitely the richest demon cultivator. If ASEAN is short of food and grass...

The old man in blood-clothed clothes at the door threw a ring and said calmly: "I am short of a virgin cauldron, so please give in. It will also be of infinite benefit to the beauties."

Sun Yingying took the ring, looked at it, and said with a smile: "This senior gave me one and a half spiritual stones and two fairy treasures."

The maid behind Xiaominzi moved forward and placed the two storage magic weapons next to Xiaominzi.

Xiao Minzi said calmly: "I have two sides."

"Tsk," Tuoba Han chuckled, "I am very fond of Jia'er, but the spring breeze is not beautiful at all. How about I give you five spiritual stones and four fairy treasures to redeem Jia'er's life?"
To be continued...