Chapter 248 Master is kind and disciple is filial

Chapter 248 Master is kind and disciple is filial

The auction of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce has begun.

I heard that it was a large scale event and many interested people were present.

Not only the monks from the Xuanyang Sect, but also local small and medium-sized sects, family monks at the Golden Core realm and above, casual cultivators, and the true kings from the neighboring countries such as the Beast Control Sect, Tianjian Sect, and Xuanyin Sect will also come together. Come.

It is said that the Moya San people in Moyafang City rarely moved out of their homes and went to the auction, which made some of the recent small actions in Fangfang City almost come to light.

Fortunately, the Moya scattered people were just out and not really gone.

Basic rules are still maintained in the city. No one dares to bear the wrath of a true king, but it is just a little more chaotic than before.

But Yu Xian had only heard about these news.

He himself is very interested in the auction and is qualified to participate.

But he thought about it and still didn't join in the fun.

Now he is just a small character who can barely count as a Yuanying warrior. When he is in a place where big guys gather, his words really have no weight. When he sees a baby he likes but can't afford it, he can only enjoy it for a while. go.

As mentioned above, this advanced copy is not suitable for him yet.

But he is still concerned about this news.

Bystanders were watching the auction just to watch the fun.

But once enough big guys appear, it can't simply be regarded as a business gathering, it also has strong political attributes.

The rise and fall of a place's forces, the struggles between sects and factions, Xuanyang Sect's external diplomatic methods, the development direction in the future, etc...

There are enough that Yu Xian can think of, not to mention the hidden influences, which may involve all aspects.

It's a pity that he can't be there to experience it in person.

Of course, he should be there when the next auction is held.

Even if he couldn't sit in the top VIP seats, when he spoke, the venue would definitely remain quiet.

For him, the golden elixir realm was the most difficult period for him.

When the Nascent Soul is completed, he will be able to achieve the goal of becoming a god within the next hundred years.

The time passed peacefully without causing much disturbance.

The chaos in Moyafang City also ended after the auction, and the chaos in Moyafang City quickly subsided after the return of the Moyasan people.

However, there are also a few unlucky ones whose sense of smell is not sensitive enough, and they kill the chickens to scare the monkeys.

Obviously, the sword in the hands of the Moyasan people is still sharp, and it is easy to kill several Jindan Daoist people.

As Zhan Hong, Yu Xian saw Moya Sanren taking action from a distance.

He didn't even show his face, but there was an inscription in the shape of a spiritual talisman flashing in the air, suppressing it with great power.

The dignified Jin Dan Zhenren was killed on the spot by a spiritual talisman outlined in the void.

Only then did Yu Xian realize that Moya Sanren was a brilliant Talisman Master, and at least a fourth-level Talisman Master.

No wonder Lord Yue Yue also wants to give Moya Sanren some face and acknowledge his Moyafang City’s unique rules.

As a high-level Talisman Master, as long as he is given enough time to accumulate, he will be able to burst into strength far beyond his own realm.

No one is willing to fight to the death with a high-level Talisman Master until absolutely necessary.

…

Blood Demon Secret Realm.

A Jindan Thunder Tribulation had just ended.

Yu Xian, who had completely absorbed the spiritual energy of Heaven as his cultivation point, looked at the green panel in front of his field of vision, with a smile on his lips.

[Name: Yu Xian]

[Cultivation: Nascent Soul·Pseudo (8w/890w)]

[Taoist Companions: Magnolia, Luo Han (2/3)]

"In the blink of an eye, I have started my business again for more than three years, and the realm of Nascent Soul is not far away from me."

"Now I can get more than two million practice points a year. It will take up to four years. I am the Nascent Soul Lord. It seems that the ten-year agreement can be brought forward."

"Speaking of which, I really hate the environment here. It's a pity that the leek field has gradually withered. Even if I dig the roots for them, I'm afraid they can only barely be enough for me to break through."

When dealing with demonic cultivators, Yu Xian had no psychological burden at all.

But unfortunately, demonic cultivation is not the mainstream practice direction after all, and Moyafang City is only a stronghold of the True Demonic Association, so the number of demonic cultivators gathered is unlikely to increase significantly in a short period of time.

In fact, as most of the foundation-building later stages, demonic cultivators at the peak of foundation-building were tricked into entering the Blood Demon Secret Realm, and the monks' cultivation level visibly declined, forcing the Soul-Burning Life-Destroying Technique to return to the arena again.

After all, according to his method of cutting leeks, he would have to produce more than 20 Jindan monks in a year.

The magic cultivators at the peak of foundation building are not big cabbage, how can there be so many of them.

In addition, although most of these new real people are fake alchemy people, they have also had a serious impact on the local cultivation ecology.

These monks cannot be killed all at once. They have to show up from time to time to show off their new identities and attract the attention of others.

Although the short story of the great disciple Fei Yi based on himself worked, its popularity gradually dwindled over time, and a new image representative had to appear.

Otherwise, the demon cultivators also have brains. Seeing that the Blood Demon Secret Realm is like a man-eating monster, with no way in or out, how could they be willing to spend a lot of money to buy a Blood Demon Order and obtain the identity of a leek.

Moreover, as the monk's cultivation level dropped, the price of the Blood Demon Token also plummeted, once again falling to one hundred thousand spiritual stones.

There is no way, people really can't afford it if it's too high.

Just as he was thinking about lowering the price, Yu Xian, who had cut away the leek seedlings, suddenly had a look on his face. The formation he had set up in Zhanhong Cave Mansion was touched.

…

Moyafang City

Zhanhong’s healing cave.

Yu Xian, who hurried back, looked at the monk in front of him calmly.

"Junior brother Guan, why are you coming here?"

Seeing the visitor, Yu Xian knew that something new had happened in the peaceful two years.

But life is like this, full of surprises and surprises.

The male monk looks about twenty years old, very young, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a majestic appearance, wearing a blue robe, and has the temperament of a noble boy.

His name is Guan Xuan. He is a disciple of the inner sect of Xuanyang Sect. He is also a member of the demon-slaying team. He is responsible for the demon-slaying work in Changning and Baxia Mansion under the rule of Mingyue Tiancheng.

And these two mansions happen to be adjacent to Linzi mansion.

When Yu Xian saw the menacing attack, he knew that the disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor were probably causing the problem again.

Regarding this matter, Guan Xuan has written to hold him accountable several times before.

He initially apologized for his illness, saying that his injury had not healed, and because Ruan Linlin was participating in the true election, there was a lack of manpower, which led to an increase in the number of demons.

Then he asked the Blood Demon Ancestor to send him a few demon cubs as mission items, which would serve as a warning to the monkeys.

This prevented Guan Xuan from taking the next step.

But paper cannot contain the fire.

The Blood Demon Secret Realm continuously produces fake elixir demon cultivators. The local area cannot digest so many demon cultivators, so they can only flee to other places.

Even though he used the reputation of the Blood Demon Ancestor to force most of his disciples to stay in the secret realm and cultivate.

But after all, the secret realm is not a real secret realm, and it does not have high-level spiritual veins. Moreover, most of these disciples are fake alchemy monks. They only need to stay in seclusion for a few months to become familiar with the magic power.

Unless they are killed on the spot, it can only be delayed for a while.

Now is the time when the problem is erupting.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Yu Xian, Guan Xuan asked unceremoniously:

"Senior Brother Zhan, last time you said that the local demonic disaster has been controlled, I believe it for now, but why are the number of demonic cultivators pouring into my control still increasing?

According to my investigation, these demonic cultivators originally came from a place called the Blood Demon Secret Realm. It is said that there is also a demon king named the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Don't know if this is true or not? "

Yu Xian nodded lightly: "Yes, but the Blood Demon Ancestor never shows up, and I don't know his true identity, so I have been investigating.

As for the blood demon secret realm, I have personally dealt with several golden elixir demon cultivators before and killed them all.

The number of demonic cultivators appearing has been reduced. "

Guan Xuan almost laughed angrily: "Of course you have less here, but I have more here, and they are either golden elixirs or fake elixirs.

I almost thought it was time for the demons to dance again.

Senior Brother Zhan, since you have found the root cause, please report it to the sect as soon as possible and invite the sect’s True Lord to punish the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Although we have a little tolerance for demonic cultivators, we are not like you.

Be careful not to lose the big tail, otherwise you will get burned! "

Raising bandits with self-respect is almost an unspoken rule of the Demon-Slaying Team.

Otherwise, how could the demon-slaying team get so much credit? However, the prerequisite for raising a bandit to respect itself is to ensure that the bandit can be eliminated at any time.

There must be a certain amount of trouble so that the demon-slaying team is needed, but it cannot be too troublesome, otherwise it will be backlashed and the result will be death.

Yu Xian said expressionlessly: "If Junior Brother Guan can invite the True Lord of the sect, then I will be grateful to Junior Brother.

But as a senior fellow student, I also want to remind him.

The Blood Demon Ancestor is extremely cunning and never shows up in person. He has not yet reached the point where he must be eliminated.

What if the True Lord of the sect personally took action, but failed to eliminate the demon, which caused the blood demon ancestor to become ferocious, and personally ended up causing disaster, causing all living beings to be devastated and the land thousands of miles away.

When the time comes for the sect to investigate, the junior brother will be the first person responsible. "

Guan Xuan fell silent immediately, and then asked after a while:

"Junior brother, dare I ask senior brother if there is a solution?"

Yu Xian smiled lightly and said: "Junior brother Guan, those golden elixir demon cultivators are just a plague of scabies. As long as we spend some time and effort, we can eventually eliminate them.

Although the blood demon ancestor didn't know why he had to waste time and effort to cultivate so many demon cultivators.

But in my opinion, this may still be the opportunity I have been waiting for.

You see, although these demon cultivators are called disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor, we have captured or killed quite a few disciples. Does the Blood Demon Ancestor have any intention of taking action?

These demon cultivators have weak inheritance, have just broken through in realm, and do not have suitable magic weapons in their hands. They are perfect prey for us.

And to be honest with his junior brother, Brother Wei has already noticed the news about the Blood Demon Ancestor and has inserted an undercover agent into it.

Not only did he know the traces and actions of those demonic cultivators, but he was pretty much inseparable from them. "

Guan Xuan's solemn expression thawed instantly.

"It turns out that I misunderstood senior brother."

Yu Xian smiled and said: "Junior brother Guan is doing it for official reasons, how can he hold a grudge as a brother?

If junior brother has nothing to do, you can stay for a few days. Regarding the demon cultivators under junior brother's rule, I asked someone to compile a piece of information, which is a little thought for me. "

Since those demon cultivators didn't listen to the ancestor's words, they could only give them out as gifts.

Yu Xian smiled, but he had already sentenced those demon cultivators who escaped to death.

Guan Xuan's face was filled with joy: "Senior Brother's move has really solved Junior Brother's urgent need. Junior Brother really doesn't know how to repay Senior Brother."

Yu Xian waved his hand and said, "I am a disciple, so I don't need to care about these false courtesy."

Guan Xuan couldn't help but be stunned.

He originally thought that Senior Brother Zhan would take advantage of this to tease him, but he didn't expect that he actually did good deeds without asking for anything in return.

He doesn't believe in friendship.

Although Xuanyang Sect is not a demonic sect, the disciples are full of plots and vendettas.

But it can be said that there are many factions, and the relationships are complicated. Disciples from the same lineage are easy to say, but disciples from different peaks are usually very competitive.

And he and Senior Brother Zhan belong to different peaks and have no friendship on weekdays, so why should they give him benefits?

But he showed no expression on his face, thanked him again, and then left.

No matter what Senior Brother Zhan was planning behind his back, he already got what he wanted.

Yu Xian watched Guan Xuan leave, touched his chin and said to himself:

"Disciples, I don't blame Master for not protecting you. It's just that when it was time for you to die, I originally wanted you to stay a little longer."

After all, every disciple has to pay one hundred thousand spirit stones a year for the master to enshrine.

…

A few months later.

Blood Demon Secret Realm, Blood Demon Palace.

A group of injured disciples who had just escaped knelt down at the foot of the steps and cried to their ancestor on the throne.

"Master, you have to make the decision for us!"

"Then Guan Xuan, just because he is a disciple of the Xuanyang Sect, is shouting and killing people like us. He clearly doesn't take you seriously."

"That's right, the disciples all said that they are master's disciples, but Guan Xuan has no intention of stopping."

"The Demon-Slaying Team has gone too far to bully others. Master, if you don't take action, they will step on your head, Master."

"Moreover, our actions have been known in advance. Disciples suspect that there is a spy among us. I hope Master will find out!"

…

All the disciples were chattering, looking eagerly at the vague and mysterious figure on the throne.

All of them are over a hundred years old, and by making this childish gesture, they are just counting on their ancestors to take action.

As long as the ancestor is willing to take action for them, then their ability to walk outside will be strengthened.

The Blood Demon Ancestor stood up from the throne and said indifferently under the expectant eyes of everyone:

"It's not easy for you to come back after your hard work. Let's heal your injuries first. We'll discuss the rest later."

"The Master will open the blood demon pool of the past life. How much benefit you can get depends on your luck."

Seeing that their master refused to agree, all the disciples who looked disappointed became excited again when they heard the name of Blood Demon Pool.

Who doesn't know that Master's Blood Demon Pond is infinitely powerful and can hold thousands of blood essences. If you go in there, you can achieve great mastery of magical powers.

It's a pity that there are very few disciples who are favored by their master and are lucky enough to enter the Blood Demon Pond.

But this undoubtedly adds a bit of attraction to the Blood Demon Pond.

The palace door opens.

Seven or eight fake elixir disciples walked in and saw the square blood demon pool in the center, as well as the number of blood cocoons on the pool that had increased to twenty or thirty at some point.

"Master took pity on us for being bullied and gave us the opportunity to bathe in the Blood Demon Pond. We must not let down Master's gift."

A gray-haired disciple took a deep breath and seemed to be intoxicated by the blood energy permeating the blood pool.

"I'm not welcome."

He took a step forward and stepped directly into the pool.

Other disciples were not willing to lag behind and stepped in one after another.

"The pool is very big, don't compete with me!"

"Haha, the blood is so rich, I feel full of strength all over my body."

"If we can practice here every day, even if we are fake alchemy monks, we can temper a powerful body that is comparable to the same level of physical cultivation."

"It's so itchy. Why do I feel like needles are pricking me?"

"Someone's pulling my feet!"

"My magic! My magic can't work!"

"Me too!"

"no, do not want!"

"Master, have mercy on me, have mercy on me, Master!"

But there was no response, and all the voices gradually fell silent.

A series of bubbles emerged from the blood pool, and then seven or eight blood cocoons emerged from the bottom of the pool. They looked densely packed, like demon eggs about to hatch.

Only the soul flags of all beasts flying above the blood pool were once again a little more radiant.

Perhaps in the near future, it will be able to use these sacrifices in the pool to launch an attack on the spiritual treasure level.

The soul flag moved automatically without wind, and an inaudible sigh came from inside. (End of chapter)