Jing Wuming sighed, pulled Jing Ge, turned around and left.

Lan Xueyan said "ah" and walked over and said, "Hey, I'm doing you so much, don't you know how to repay me?"

Jing Wuming knew her meaning and said, "Actually, you are just trying to solve your own hatred. The heart disaster has been resolved. I think you have reached the mid-stage threshold now! The benefits are no different from the position of my sect leader."

"But you got that ancient treasure! Although other things are also very good, they are not as good as ancient treasures!"

When Jing Ge heard this, he thought to himself: "So it's Feng Lie!"

Jing Wuming argued: "I died two puppets, and the loss is too great. It's not wrong to have the ancient treasure belonged to me! Haven't we already agreed? Why are you talking about this now?"

"Okay!" Lan Xueyan said: "What conditions do you have? Tell me out and let's discuss it!"

Jing Wuming said: "Not yet, and this is not a place to talk. Let's talk about it after returning to the sect! Jing Ge, go to an auction with me."

"Auction? I'll go too!" Lan Xueyan shouted, "Axiang, keep up!"

Jing Ge and Lin Fuxiang followed behind them, looking at each other without saying a word.

After leaving the square, I walked for a while and came to a tower-shaped building. Immediately someone came out to greet me.

Jing Wuming reported the names of the four people, handed over the spirit stone, and then walked in with the jade plaque.

This tower is the place where treasures are auctioned. There are six floors in total. Jing Wuming and others went directly to the top floor and found a place to sit down silently.

Lan Xueyan smiled and said, "It just so happens that I don't have any spirit stones anymore, so I have to sell something." So she stood up and walked backstage.

As soon as Lan Xueyan left, Lin Fuxiang faced Jing Ge and the others, and became a little restrained, lowered her head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Jing Ge whispered: "Don't do this, you will have a mental disaster."

Lin Fuxiang was shocked, looked at Jing Ge, and said, "What's the secret disaster? What's nonsense?"

Seeing that she was like this, Jing Ge had nothing to say.

A moment later, Lan Xueyan walked back and sat down, looked at Lin Fuxiang, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Fuxiang shook her head, forced a smile, and said, "Nothing is wrong."

The auction conference has already begun. At this moment, a spiritual herb is being auctioned. Jing Ge looked over and recalled it and knew that it was called Huang Amaranth, which is effective in healing wounds and refining elixirs.

The price was clamored, finalized, paid the bill, and then the next treasure came on. There were less than fifty people on the sixth floor, almost all high-level monks. The things auctioned here were not ordinary goods. The ordinary goods were all downstairs! If Jing Ge and Lin Fuxiang were not brought by their master, they would have been driven down before they even came up.

Jing Ge remembered everything he saw and heard in his heart. He knew that if nothing unexpected happened in his future life, these things were indispensable. Even if he got rid of Jing Wuming, Jing Ge was inseparable from the realm of cultivation.

After auctioning more than a dozen items, Jing Wuming just closed his eyes and rested.

Finally, the next thing attracted Jing Wuming's attention.

On the auction table, a female monk in a palace dress stood in a gray bag and introduced in a crisp and pleasant voice: "This thing is called a spirit storage bag, which imitates the fine ancient spiritual treasures, and can store life. The disadvantage is that the creatures must be voluntarily, otherwise, even mortals and beasts cannot be loaded. The second is that the space is limited, only about twenty square meters, and it cannot store too many large creatures. The base price is 20,000 high-level spirit stones. Each bid is required to exceed one thousand high-level spirit stones, and now it is auctioned."

"I finally found such a magic weapon!" Jing Wuming was overjoyed. The biggest feature of the living dead and other puppets is that the living dead are alive! The storage magic weapon cannot be loaded!

Immediately, Jing Wuming sent a message to Lan Xueyan and said, "Are you really no spirit stones on you? Lend me some, I must want this magic weapon!"

Lan Xueyan was stunned and said, "What do you mean-"

"That's right! As long as you have it, the living dead can carry it with you!" Jing Wuming's breathing was a little quicker.

"Thirty thousand!" a fat monk shouted loudly.

"Thirty thousand!" Another voice came.

Lan Xueyan chuckled and said in a voice transmission: "Since that's the case, will you go to Qianlai Lake?"

Jing Wuming glanced at her and said, "I have room for discussion after returning to the sect."

Lan Xueyan knew that she could not force her, so she said, "I only have 50,000 spirit stones on me."

Jing Wuming nodded and immediately bid: "Fifty thousand!"

"You--" Lan Xueyan glared at her eyes.

Everyone came to watch, calmed down for several seconds, and a thick voice came out: "Fifty thousand spirit stones!"

Jing Wuming was moved and shouted: "Eighty thousand!"

Everyone was silent.

High-level spirit stones are not as precious as intermediate. They are much more precious. After comparing, everyone felt that the spirit storage bag is far less worth 80,000 spirit stones, so they all chose to give up.

Lan Xueyan sent a message and said, "If you report 60,000, most of the time, no one will rob you. Why do you report 80,000? What a pity!"

Jing Wuming glanced at her without an answer.

As soon as the time limit passed, the woman on the stage saw that no one bid again, she finalized it and said, "Trade is completed!"

Jing Wuming scraped away all the 50,000 spirit stones in Lan Xueyan, took out another 30,000, and replaced the spirit storage bag. After recognizing the master, he said to Jing Ge: "Don't resist!"

Jing Ge was stunned, and then a suction force came. The next moment, he felt like he had come to a dark world. A purple light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't see everything around him. Just as he was about to take a few steps, he shook his whole body and returned to the original world.

Jing Wuming played with the spirit storage bag in his hand. Seeing its effect, he couldn't help laughing. Then, when he saw everyone's eyes, he felt a little embarrassed. He sat down and said to Jing Ge who was standing in a daze: "Sit down!"

Lan Xueyan said: "Remember, you borrowed me 50,000 spirit stones!"

Jing Wuming was in a good mood and nodded, "I will give you an explanation, don't worry!" Then he said to himself, "I have to sell a few items, and there are no spirit stones on him." After that, he stood up and walked backstage.

The items auctioned on the sixth floor were rare treasures. Although Jing Wuming and Lan Xueyan were very concerned about some of the things that appeared later, they could only smile helplessly. Therefore, they sat for a while and waited for their own things to be sold, and the two left.

The fairy spirit conference for ten consecutive days was very lively and bustling, just like a mortal market, adding a bit of popularity.

On the last day of the Fairy Conference, just as the sky was dawn, all major forces ordered their troops to gather in a square behind the main hall of the Zhengdao Alliance.

From west of the Hut Mountains, there are eighteen major major forces in Huangjilu Cultivation Immortals. Fuyun Sect ranks first, and Weiling Sect ranks sixth because of Wang Xian's support. In addition, there are some small forces, either casual cultivators, small sects, or some powerful characters who do not show up in the world, such as Su Xiaoyue's master, Old Man Kumu, or Old Man Tianshi with Five-colored Divine Sand, etc.

As for the large-scale force of Xiewo Island, it is a religion and likes to appear in the mortal world. Its headquarters is on the Green Fire Island, and it does not occupy a single area of ​​the Cultivation Continent.

The eighteen sects each stood in a team, forming a semicircle shape. Jing Wuming and his disciples of the Weiling Sect stood on the spotless carpet.

After a while, Lu Tianlai came over from one direction with his disciples of the righteous alliance. After standing still, Lu Tianlai walked to the center, looked around, glanced around, glanced at the thousands of people, smiled faintly, and said, "Thank you for your appreciation, Lu is not very grateful for this gathering. This gathering, first, the conference is about to end, everyone can communicate with each other on the method of cultivating immortals. Secondly, everyone knows that before March, a river appeared in the sky above the West Sea for some reason.

The space cracks constantly devour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although they have been sealed now, they are ultimately a hidden danger. Not to mention this, the key is that the cornerstone of the formation, the Thunder Domain disappeared out of thin air. Most of the demonic forces have known this and will definitely not be content with the status quo and are ready to move. As far as I think, the demonic monks will attempt to enter the continent and provoke a war of cultivation again. Here, for the sake of peace in the world, I hope you can discuss together how to face this serious problem."

After saying that, Lu Tianlai waved his hand and the first Yuanying cultivator stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, my righteous alliance has now prepared the Red Refining Immortal Fruit and Qixiang Wine. Although it is not very precious, it is quite refreshing. I hope everyone can accept it and taste it with a smile."

A large number of low-level monks had already prepared, but as soon as he spoke, he walked out and drove the huge pallets and distributed them.

Jing Ge took a wine pot and three red fruits, sniffed it with his nose, and felt that the fragrance was refreshing and adorable. He opened his mouth unceremoniously and ate the fruit in a few bites. As the mouth left the fragrance, Jing Ge felt hot all over, and all his pores were opened, and he couldn't help but hum comfortably. Seeing this, Lan Xueyan giggled, stuffed the fruit in his hand to him, and said with a smile: "Even if I eat a thousand of this thing, it will be of little use. It will be of some benefit to you."

Jing Ge looked at her, then looked at Lin Fuxiang, smiled and said, "Axiang, you should eat more!"

Lin Fuxiang shook her head and said, "Since my master gave it to you, don't be rude, just eat it!"

After hearing this, Jing Ge had no choice but to nod and ate it all in a hurry. His whole body felt hot again, like taking a bath in a sauna, very comfortable.

Suddenly, the blood beads that had originally been silent trembled slightly. Jing Ge immediately felt this and thought that he was not good. He hurriedly used the technique of breath-catching, and his spiritual sense wrapped around his body and hid his breath.

Jing Wuming, who was closest to him, seemed to have a sense of response. He secretly looked at Jing Ge, and a transparent light cover penetrated Jing Ge's body.
Chapter completed!