The other person was a black-faced old man with gray hair and beard. It was this person who spoke just now. Before the laughter came, he followed Xie Xinger and entered from the palace gate.

When Yin Qianxi saw this person, his face changed and said in a lost voice: "Elder Zhang, is Feiyunmen also going to bid for the secret book "Sword-Observation"?"

The man was Zhang Haiyun, the elder of Feiyun Sect’s internal affairs. He quickly stepped into the meteor and suddenly stood in front of the Dingtang Hall. He turned around and smiled: “If it were just the secret book of "Sword Control", I would naturally not take it seriously, but it was accompanied by the foundation-building insights of the leader Zhao. Now that Junior Sister Xie is about to build the foundation, she can’t let go of anything.”

Yin Qianxi's face was ashamed. Seeing that Zhao Zhengyang's foundation-building insight was about to be obtained, Feiyun Sect was inserted into it. Even though he had enough spirit stones, the things that Feiyun Sect had taken a fancy to him and went forward to fight for him without knowing what he saw, which was completely a way to seek death and ruin his ancestors' foundation.

When Lu Guisheng saw the two, he immediately went forward and said happily with his face: "Elder Zhang, Senior Sister Xie, Junior Brother Lu Guisheng is polite."

Although Lu Guisheng is nearly 60 years old and is even older than Xie Yunliu, the cultivation world has always regarded strength as the most respected. In the sect, who has a high level of cultivation is the senior brother and sister. On the contrary, he can only be the junior brother and sister. Lu Guisheng's fifth level of Qi Refining, and calling Xie Xinger the senior sister is extremely normal.

Zhang Haiyun nodded and smiled, "Junior Brother Lu, the secret book "Sword Control" with the foundation-building experience of Master Zhao, what price has he auctioned just now?"

Lu Guisheng, who was originally proud, seemed to have changed his hand, stood with his hands down and reported respectfully: "Elder Zhang, the Qixuan Sect has just bid for 410 low-grade spirit stones."

"Is that right?" Zhang Haiyun looked coldly and sneered: "President Yin, I bid for 411 low-grade spirit stones, do you still have to continue bidding?"

Although Yin Qianxi was arrogant in front of other gangs, he had to be a human being with his tail between his tail, and immediately squeezed out an ugly smile and said in a bitter voice: "Since Elder Zhang is interested in this thing, how can I not be polite? Qixuan Sect gave up the auction of this thing."

Zhang Haiyun seemed to have expected him to react like this, and suddenly laughed: "President Yin, it's not that I intentionally make things difficult for me, but it's because Junior Sister Xie is about to build a foundation. I need this thing to increase the success rate. I can't force you to offend you."

Having said this, what else can Yin Qianxi do? Xie Xing'er is the dual-cultural partner of Jiang Zhengming, a great disciple of Feiyun Sect. Jiang Zhengming is a monk in the early stage of foundation building. He is a person who will never be provoked. He waved his hands repeatedly and replied repeatedly, indicating that he didn't care.

Mo Wentian, who was sitting in the corner, couldn't help but sigh. If Xie Xing'er succeeded in building the foundation and ascends to the sky in one step, if she wanted to kill her and complete Cheng Xiaolan's instructions, I wonder when and when will she go?

At this time, Lu Guisheng had already put away the bamboo slips and carefully brought them forward.

Zhang Haiyun laughed loudly, took a quick inventory of the spirit stones from the storage bag, and completed the transaction happily. After using magic to check the bamboo slips, he then served them with both hands and sent them forward and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister, this attachment to the secret book of "Sword-Observation" does indeed have Zhao Zhengyang's foundation-building insights."

Xie Xing'er nodded, silently took the bamboo slips, put them in the storage bag, looked around with beautiful eyes, suddenly waved her long sleeves, and left gracefully. She didn't say a word from beginning to end, extremely arrogant, as if these monks in the hall were not worthy of her speaking.

Zhang Haiyun bowed to everyone, apologized repeatedly, and followed Xie Xing'er, and left the sect hall.

After Lu Guisheng counted the spirit stones, he took out ninety low-grade spirit stones from it, and put them in a storage bag. He didn't even look at it. He threw them at Zhao Zhengyang's feet, laughing wildly on his back, as if he was happy, and walked out of the hall door with a high apology. He took 20% of the proceeds from this auction, and he gained a lot and was in a good mood.

However, Zhao Zhengyang still looked depressed. He silently picked up the storage bag from the ground and staggered away from the sect hall. The sun shone on him, illuminating a hunched figure, gradually moving away from the snow-stacked road, leaving rows of deep footprints. No one knew where he went?

In the hall of Lianqing Sect, the heads of the sects looked at each other, and they all saw disappointment on each other's faces. They came with hope, but returned empty-handed, especially Yin Qianxi. The thing that was about to be obtained was snatched away by Feiyun Sect, which was not pleasant.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the Qingqing Sect continued to be deserted. The snow on the ground was uncleared, and groups of birds were jumping on it. A short-tailed animal with unknown meaning came out of the snow, searching left and right, preparing to settle down here.

But at this moment, a violent mountain wind gushed over, and the plaque hanging on the main gate of Lianqing Sect fell to the ground with a "bang". The birds were frightened, flapped their wings, and fled to the distance like clouds. The unknown animal also jumped in panic, holding its round belly and crawling in the snow.

In Qinghe County, the powerful Qiqing Sect disappeared like this.

After going down to Yanshan, Mo Wentian and Ye Wuying rushed towards Huangni Town without stopping. It was not until the evening that they could vaguely see a small village. The two of them were delighted, and they accelerated their steps and rushed over. But before they arrived, they found that there was a strange atmosphere inside. The whole village seemed to have no signs of life, no smoke from cooking, no dog barking, and some were just dead.

The two of them slowed down and walked to the entrance of the village. The scene in front of them was shocked. They lay horizontally on the big bluestone at the entrance of the village. A dead man with only half of his body was lying in a reclining blood stretched from his body to the village. Under a collapsed half-dirt wall at the entrance of the village, a pair of feet without shoes were exposed...

"Qua, quack, quack!" Several crows flew up from the village. The cold wind blew, and a bloody smell came to the nose. This was a small village full of burning and bloody smell. There was no complete house. There were many broken limbs and broken arms on the ground and walls, as well as corpses in disarray. It seemed that they had been dead for a long time. The doors of each yard were destroyed, and the traces of looting could be seen everywhere in the village!

"This is a small village in Huangni Town. It seems that he has lost the protection of the Qingqing Sect and was looted by bandits." Ye Wuying looked carefully and found that there was no living in the entire village.

Mo Wentian nodded in a heavy mood, but at this moment, the task prompt sounded. He was puzzled and quickly communicated with the stone tablet, and saw a task refreshing on it.

Sect side mission: Eliminate Yanshan bandits

The bandits are not strong in combat, and after being eliminated in their own territory, they can increase the reputation of the sect. Even if the task is not refreshed, they still need to be wiped out.

Speaking of this thought, Mo Wentian immediately made a decision and said in a deep voice: "Elder Ye, let's chase you and take a look."

Ye Wuying nodded silently and followed the traces of burning, killing and looting. The two of them caught up with each other and used the magical technique to rush forward very quickly. They crossed a turbid river along the Yanshan Mountains. The more they walked westward, the more they felt the dull atmosphere. There was no escapee on the road. When asked, they only knew that a group of bandits burning, killing, looting and looting along the village, heading towards Huangni Town.

The two of them accelerated their pace. The more they walked forward, the more people fled. In the dark night, people and cars were fighting for the road, rushing to escape east, calling their children along the way and crying all day long.

Mo Wentian frowned. It seemed that this was a group of habitual bandits who did everything and did not go much. Suddenly, the hooves in front were loudly sounded. Looking along the hazy moonlight, two cavalrymen were rushing towards him, followed by a small group of cavalry, screaming strangely, everyone was wearing soft armor, holding a big sword in their hands, and wearing a vicious bronze mask on their heads. Under the moonlight, it was indescribable, like a little ghost in the underworld, which made people feel heartbroken.

PS: Thank you Brother Ling again for the reward, thank you Brother Lazy and Loose!

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