Chapter 36 Qingyun (2)

Chapter 36 Qingyun (2)

Mingze was quite puzzled: "Brother Yan, what were you looking at just now?"

Yan Qing looked away: "Nothing." He asked: "Where is the auction?"

Mingze, who was born and raised in Nanze Prefecture, said with bright eyes and a smile: "Brother Yan, are you interested in this? The auction is right in front. It is the most prosperous place in Nan City. If you are interested, we can go and have a look."

Yan Qing: "Okay, let's go and have a look."

The black market auction is underground, a place where people are mixed, and most people wear masks.They went down the mountain and took off the clothes of the Wangqing Sect disciples. Mingze was dressed in gold and white, and Yan Qing changed into blue clothes.The auction venue was very large, with several levels of seating built around the circular platform in the middle.The auction hasn't started yet, but many people are trading freely next to the venue.

Yan Qing caught a glimpse of a book vendor in the crowd.The vendor crouched sneakily in the corner, with a pile of books with random names in front of him.The point is, business is actually pretty good?Many men and women came over pretending not to care, then quickly secretly dropped a piece of spiritual stone, stuffed it into their sleeves, and strode away.

Yan Qing slowly read out the name of a book.

"Those years I was in the Wangqing Sect?"

The hawker raised his head and said happily: "Oh, my friendly eyes, this book is the best-selling one recently."

Yan Qing was very interested: "What are you talking about?"

The hawker continued: "The protagonist is a casual cultivator who shines in the Qingyun Conference and successfully becomes a disciple of the Wangqing Sect. However, due to his humble background and low spiritual roots, he is bullied by the sect. Later, he accidentally obtains a divine weapon.The story of practicing secretly, striving to become a god step by step, and finally stunning the entire Wangqing Sect!"

Mingze, who came with him, almost choked on his saliva - what is this and what? 1 Not to mention the two venues of the Qingyun Conference, where would it be a casual cultivator's turn to shine?Just say that the protagonist's spiritual roots are inferior, so how can he be qualified to join the Wangqing Sect?

Yan Qing listened with great interest and commented: "Inspirational."

Seeing that there was something going on, the hawker sat up straight and chatted more happily with him: "Sir, would you like a copy?"

Yan Qing asked: "Have you arranged any emotional line for the protagonist?"

Vendor: "Huh?"

Yan Qing said: "Doesn't the protagonist have a fiancée who looks down on him and breaks off the engagement? Or doesn't there be an unruly young lady in the sect who finds trouble with him every day?"

The hawker thought what he said made sense: "Wonderful, sir, I will follow your instructions when placing the order."

Mingze: "..."

Yan Qing stopped him: "Forget it, although it is a novel, it cannot be too divorced from reality." There is no unruly eldest lady in the Wangqing Sect, only the cold Xie Shiyi.

His eyes turned and fell on the other books in front of the vendor, including "The Ranking of the Hundred Years of Elites", "The Book of Beauties in the Cultivation World", "Miscellaneous Talks on Liuxianzhou", and - "Cold Sword Cultivator Falling in Love with Me".

"What is this?" Yan Qing picked up the book "Cold Sword Cultivator Falls in Love with Me" and after flipping through a few pages, he was deeply impressed.

But he is someone who can even read a multi-person pornographic novel like "Love Nightmare" without making a fuss.

Yan Qing was overjoyed: "The ruthless way? A century-old god? The top of the list? Isn't the hero of yours just Xie Ying! Why do you have to make up a fake name like Ghost Murong Motian?"

When the vendor heard those two words from his mouth, he was so frightened that he wanted to rush over and cover his mouth, shouting: "Oh, sir, please keep your voice down! Don't slander me!"

Yan Qing comforted him: "What are you afraid of? Xie Ying can't come here with a sword to kill you specifically for this matter."

"Of course I don't have that ability." The hawker looked left and right, and after making sure no one heard, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, refused to admit it, and repeatedly warned: "Sir, Duweixianzun is not you, I can make fun of you.Yeah, I'm afraid of death even if you don't want your life. Anyway, my protagonist's name is Murong Motian, and it's made up and has nothing to do with Immortal Duwei, so don't mention the real person!"

Yan Qing disliked him for not having three hundred taels of silver here, and did not expose him again.

He flipped through it with his fingers, lowered his head, and saw a passage in the book.

——[The little junior brother’s ears started to heat up and a blush appeared on his pink cheeks. He was just an ordinary disciple in the Qi training period. How could He De have such deep affection as the chief senior brother.His eyes averted, his voice was soft and soft, and he said coquettishly: "I don't believe how could Senior Brother Murong like me because I'm so ordinary, unless..." He bit his lip with his teeth, quickly lowered his head, and whispered with red ears: "UnlessSenior brother, give me a kiss."

Murong Motian stared at him for a long time, smiled, and said dotingly: "How can I bear to refuse you like this?"]

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How can I bear to refuse you like this?

Yan Qing was completely defeated: "Pfft hahahahaha!"

Mingze: "..."

What did he do wrong to deserve this kind of mental and physical torture here?

Yan Qing had enough laughter and asked, "Why is the protagonist a man?"

The hawker took out another book from the stall: "Isn't this taking into account the different needs of customers? In addition, the protagonist of this book is a female nun. Even though the name has been changed, nothing else has changed. Do you want to look at it objectively?"

"No, no, thank you." Yan Qing declined, and did not take the book he handed over. He just discussed with him and said with a smile: "Your protagonist is actually written according to Xie Ying. Isn't it a bit disappointing to write like this?"

The hawker had a tough mouth: "Fart! I created it myself, Murong Motian! Don't talk nonsense!"

Yan Qingxin said, if you directly copied your life experience, you almost put Xie Shiyi's birth date on it, and you created your own?

Yan Qing said: "Oh, okay, I want this one."

When he took out a spiritual stone from the mustard seed, he was so sleepy that he suddenly woke up, his red pupils widened: "What are you going to do?!"

Yan Qing: "Buy a romantic love story."

I was so heartbroken that I couldn't stand it anymore, so I just used my wings to cover my eyes.

The vendor smiled happily and took the spirit stone, and handed the book "Cold Sword Cultivator Falling in Love with Me" to Yan Qing as if it were a treasure: "Your Majesty, you have good taste! Look at it, there will be a surprise."

Mingze felt as if he had seen a ghost. He was so shocked that he could not finish his sentence: "Yan, Brother Yan, are you interested in this kind of book?"

Yan Qing rolled up the book and threw it into his sleeve, smiling lazily at him: "Not interested."

I just think it will be interesting for Xie Shiyi to watch it. I don’t know what my expression will be like when I see it, but it will definitely be exciting.Ha ha ha ha.

Mingze had no idea what was going on with his meaningful smile, but he knew it wasn't a good thing if he thought about it.

Mingze, who was still young, felt that it was immoral after reading two paragraphs of the book, and hesitantly warned Yan Qing: "Brother Yan, you and I have just had a baby and have just entered the avenue, so it is better not to focus on love." He said the word "love" until his ears turned red and he stuttered.

Yan Qing snorted and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry. If it weren't for my lack of talent, I would have cultivated the ruthless path." In his previous life, he was in Shifang City, where the yin and yang old eunuch sent beauties to his eyes every day.He was betrayed a long time ago and deserves to be cut off from love.

Mingze was stunned: "Ah, the ruthless way?"

There are three thousand Taoisms in the world, and everyone is searching for them, going through hundreds of twists and turns in the human world, in order to get a glimpse of the way to becoming a god.Cultivation is never limited to appearances, and few people can specifically tell what kind of Tao they practice.

Only the ruthless path should be the only famous and specific path in the world of cultivation that is closest to the origin of heaven.It actually has extremely high qualification requirements.The so-called "ruthless" means stripping away humanity from the very beginning.Starting to practice from the perspective of "god", the speed is naturally higher than that of all living beings.

But in the entire Shangzhongtian, Xie Shiyi may be the only one who has the true sense of ruthlessness. His heart is like glass, and he can penetrate the ice and snow.

In the mortal world, there have been many monks who killed their wives, children, fathers and mothers to prove their ruthlessness. It would be better to say that they entered the Tao through killing and desire.It's heartless, but it's not really heartless.

Yan Qing used her fingers to pull out the hair that was bitten by Bu Zhi, and said with a crooked smile, "Yes, haven't you seen the speed of Wu Qing Dao's cultivation?"

Mingze suddenly stopped talking.

Indeed... Senior Brother Xie appeared.The word genius was redefined in Nanzezhou.

After they stayed here with the book seller for a while, the auction finally started.In the black market, everyone is anonymous, so there is no distinction between high and low status. The family of casual cultivators all sit together.

Yan Qing and Mingze went early and occupied the front row seats.

Bu Zhi stood on his shoulder, looking left and right: "What are you doing here?"

Yan Qing said casually: "Let's see if there are any handy weapons."

Bu Zhi was shocked: "What? Don't you have a weapon? Aren't you a yarn player?"

"?" God is fucking playing with yarn.

Yan Qing smiled and said, "You are so cute and can talk. Zi Xiao was really blind when he arrested you indiscriminately."

Bu Zhi gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "That's right, Niang Xipi's old age will never die."

Yan Qing: "If Zixiao has a snack, I should roast you on the spot."

Unwilling: "?"

Mingze couldn't hear the communication between their master and servant.Mingze looked at the auction table seriously, his eyes unblinking. He sincerely wanted to get some magical weapons and elixirs suitable for him before the Qingyun Conference, so he clenched his hands into fists and concentrated on them.

Their attitudes are completely different from those of Yan Qing and Bu Zhi: one is out to play and the other is sleepy and just wants to sleep.Most people in Nan City hide their identities, but some people walk in openly, wearing a mask and not even changing their clothes.Those who dare to show off like this are basically disciples of the Nine Sects and are not afraid of being remembered.

A string of Buddhist beads being auctioned on the auction stage was bought by a monk in monk's robes for a high price of six hundred spiritual stones.Yan Qing looked at the Taoist priest, who wore an apricot yellow robe and a long string of blue beads hanging around his neck.Foxiang Temple.

Yan Qing muttered: "Why are Buddhists so rich? Shouldn't they regard money as something external to themselves?"

Feeling frustrated and confused, he made a suggestion: "Yes. Do you want to change your sect and become a disciple of Foxiang Temple?"

Yan Qing categorically refused: "I don't, Buddhism is not suitable for me."

Bu Zhi: "It's not suitable. You go in and even save the step of shaving your hair."

Yan Qing mocked: "Aren't you more suitable? You can practice closed-mouth meditation directly after entering."

Later, two girls from the Spiritual Medicine Sect took away a piece of Ganoderma lucidum.

The Spiritual Medicine Sect, as the best medicine sect in the world, is really superior to the Huichen Sect, which is based on the "Miaoshou Hui Chun" but its upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.The clothes of the Spiritual Medicine Sect are green and light in color, with vines and branches embroidered on the edges.Fresh and natural, exceptionally elegant.

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Bu Zhi rolled his eyes redly: "Are you saying that the Spiritual Medicine Sect is full of fairy grass?"

Yan Qing: "Should."

Wuzhi rolled his eyes again and said confidently: "I'll pay you a visit another day."

Yan Qing sneered: "What? Are you going to let nature take its course again?"

Bu Zhi was very annoyed: "I said this on purpose on Yunzhou to make those people feel at ease and alert. Damn it, you think I am so uneducated? Of course I went to the Spiritual Medicine Sect to take advantage of the situation!"

Yan Qing was too lazy to talk to this idiom master.

At the end of the auction, a strange object was brought up, like a ball of charred ashes.The items that will be auctioned here often have unclear origins, cannot be put in regular auction venues, and cannot be clearly explained to others.

The old man in charge of the auction just said slowly: "The starting price for the last item is thirty thousand spiritual stones."

As soon as the words "30,000 spiritual stones" came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Many people murmured: "Thirty thousand spiritual stones to buy a ball of ashes? What are you doing?"

"Are you crazy about money?"

"How can there be someone who is taken advantage of?"

Faced with these doubts, the old man remained unchanged in the face of danger.

No one will do the appraisal at Nanshi's auction, and the original owner of the item often sets the bid.Everything depends on fate.