Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 115 The Battle of the Sword Bag
Yun Zheng stood up and said, "I will offer [-] spirit stones."

"Oh?" Seeing that it was Yun Zheng again, Luo Zhen couldn't help but look at him a few more times, then she turned her head and asked, "Is there anyone else bidding?"

This time, it was no different than the unpopular long-distance teleportation circle, and another male cultivator stood up and said, "Twenty-one thousand."

Yun Zheng looked over and said slowly, "Twenty-two thousand."

"Twenty-three thousand." The man was wearing the Shaoyang School costume, and he looked like he was determined to win.

Liu Qinghuan frowned.He thought for a while, searched the field, and moved his lips slightly.

Yun Zheng's face turned cold: "Twenty-four thousand."

"Twenty-five thousand." The other party refused to give up an inch.

Yun Zheng stood with no expression on his face.Including Liu Qinghuan's, he only had [-] spirit stones in total.Taking another look at the black translucent sword pouch, it seemed that he had no choice but to give up.

Yun Zheng sat down without saying a word, and Shaoyang sent the male cultivator to show a triumphant expression: "Fellow Daoist Luo, this sword pouch is mine..."

"Thirty thousand." Before he could finish speaking, a cold voice interrupted him.

"Wow, it's [-]! Boy, I support you, continue to increase the price." Someone booed.

The male cultivator of the Shaoyang sect looked over with fierce eyes, and found that it was the disciple of the Wenshi sect sitting next to the kid who had just grabbed the sword pouch with him, his expression became ugly.He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Thirty thousand and one."

Liu Qinghuan stood up under Yun Zheng's astonished eyes, and said calmly, "Thirty-five thousand."

Sweat dripped from the forehead of the male cultivator of the Shaoyang School, hesitating for a long time, causing the people around to boo: "Do you want more? If you want it, increase the price quickly, why are you dawdling?"

"Three...thirty-six thousand..." The male cultivator of the Shaoyang School said with difficulty.

Just as Liu Qinghuan was about to speak, Yun Zheng tugged at his sleeve and shook his head.

Liu Qinghuan smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Forty thousand!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall erupted.

"Mom, forty thousand! My little heart can't take it anymore."

The male cultivator of the Shaoyang School sat down with a dark face.

Luo Zhen asked with a cunning smile: "Is there anyone raising the price? If no one raises the price, it's this fellow Taoist."

No one bid at the scene, Liu Qinghuan took the storage bag Yunzheng handed over, and said: "Please wait a moment."

He walked out of his seat and came to another Wenshi Sect monk: "Senior Brother Yin, thank you!"

"Why are you being polite to me!" Yin Ba said with a smile, and he handed a storage bag containing [-] spirit stones to Liu Qinghuan: "Junior Brother Liu, great job! Seeing that you hate the people of the Shaoyang faction, I feel so good!"

"Haha!" Liu Qing laughed happily, "The spirit stone can only be returned to senior brother after returning to the sect."

Yin Ba waved his hand indifferently: "No rush, you can pay it back whenever you have it."

Liu Qinghuan nodded gratefully, returned to the stage, handed the [-] spirit stones to Luo Zhen, picked up the sword pouch and returned to her seat.

Yun Zheng took the sword pouch he handed over with a complicated expression, finally sighed, and said nothing.

Because of such a climax, the subsequent auctions will be even more enthusiastic.But Liu Qinghuan and Yunzheng didn't have spirit stones on them anymore, so they just wanted to watch the excitement.

The auction continued until dawn, and when everyone came out of the hall, everyone was both excited and tired.

Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng parted ways at the intersection, and he whispered, "Don't leave Ziwei Jiange's residence these few days."

Yun Zheng nodded: "Well, I have my own measure."

But that afternoon, he ran to Liu Qinghuan's residence again and threw him a storage bag.

Liu Qinghuan took it in surprise, and found that it contained 2 low-grade spirit stones.He smiled lightly and didn't refuse, just brought out the food and wine, and the two chatted nonsense.

The Jindan real people finally pulled out all the skins after two days, and finally decided that the eleven sects would distribute resources and spirit stones in proportion, and the four major sects would send people to major in the defensive measures of Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, sealing the demons and the heart.

Although the seven small and medium sects have suffered a lot of blood, they have won the qualification to send monks from their own sects to the death ground of Duanyuan every year according to the proportion of their capital contributions. Everyone is very happy.

After the matter is settled, the sect will send another person to build it, and the monks in the Qi training period here will go back home.

At the beginning, some sects left Duanyuan's death place, the Shaoyang sect who was farthest away was the first to leave, and the Huangshan sect naturally followed them.Other sects also left one after another.

Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng walked side by side on the desolate Burial Wind Tundra.

"I'm going back to Ziwei Jiange tomorrow." Yun Zheng said, "I'm going to attack the foundation building when I go back."

Liu Qinghuan nodded, and asked with some worry: "Is there any problem?"

"Is there any problem?" Yun Zheng shrugged, showing full confidence: "It's you, I hope the next time we meet, you have already succeeded in building the foundation."

"I hope." Liu Qing laughed happily.

Yun Zheng thought of something, and said, "By the way, did Mu Yinyin come to say goodbye to you before leaving?"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed, he kicked away the stones at his feet, and said: "Yes, but we didn't say anything, we just chatted for a while."

He turned his head to look at the gray sky, feeling a little melancholy and relaxed at the same time, and when he turned back, he had recovered his calm expression: "It's just a coincidence, people who don't exist in the first place, even if they have the same appearance, they are still another person .”

Yun Zheng hooked his shoulder: "It's good that you can think like this."

Liu Qing smiled happily, but she didn't know that after all, there was a mark in her heart.

The word love, born for no reason, maybe it was just a look at each other in the previous life, or maybe it was a dream in this life, so a seed was planted, and then germinated and grew without realizing it, until it grew into a towering tree, and then Difficult to remove.

When we were young, the emotions that flowed through our hearts seemed fragile and inadvertent, but they would be constantly remembered and reminisced in later life, with the touch and sweetness that is hard to find after growing up.

Yun Zheng left with the people from Ziwei Jiange on the second day, and the Wenshi faction also set off on their way home on the third day.

All the way without words.A month later, the spirit boat landed in front of the Supreme One Hall, and the 87 surviving Wenshi Sect disciples were taken to the side hall, each of them was given a jade bottle and rewarded with two thousand sect contribution points.

The hearts of the disciples finally fell into their stomachs.They were worried along the way, fearing that the sect would cancel the rewards of the Foundation Establishment Pill because of the change of the corpse.

Everyone smiled, and quickly put away after just one glance.

Xuan Bo and others came to say goodbye to Liu Qinghuan.We have experienced life and death together, and our fellowship has increased a lot, and we all agreed to come and go often in the future.

On the way to Zhulin Mountain, Bai Fengming curiously asked Liu Qinghuan about the dead body.

Bai Fengming also reached the third floor of the underground palace at that time, but he was dragged into the cave by a group of Yin spiders. Although he also experienced many dangers, he was lucky to escape the capture of the corpse general.

The two chatted all the way, and broke up at the intersection, Liu Qinghuan flew back to Zizhu courtyard.

It's just been away for a few months, everything in the Zizhu small courtyard is as usual, because of the dust removal array, the courtyard is still extremely clean.

Liu Qinghuan released the little hoofhorn, walked to the quiet room at the back, arranged the four-element and eight-trigram formation, and then took out the jade bottle that was just distributed by the sect.

Pulling out the cork, the mouth of the bottle was facing down, and a dark green elixir full of spiritual power fell into his palm.

This is the famous Foundation Establishment Pill!
With warm eyes, he brought Zhu Jidan to his eyes for a closer look.

I saw that the dark green elixir was the size of a longan, and there were some small patterns on the surface like meridians, all over the elixir.The refreshing fragrance keeps coming out, and you will feel refreshed just by smelling it.

Satisfied with putting away the Foundation Establishment Pill, Liu Qinghuan took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and entered the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

(End of this chapter)