Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 196 The storm is surging, what the disciples of Yuhuamen have learned
In the sky above the vast sea, a colorful giant painting boat is flying fast in the clouds.

This painting boat is a treasure, called Caiyun Qiboat, which is made by great supernatural beings collecting rainbow clouds from the sky.

Although it doesn't have any attacking power, its flying speed is extremely fast, no different from a real ship, it is as solid as a rock, light as wood, it gathers into a cloud, and disperses like a ship, which is very convenient.

At this moment, in the very center of this colorful air ship, there are eleven young men and women with very different temperaments sitting upright.

There are also many people standing on the bow of the ship, all of them are amazing people wearing various spiritual weapon Taoist robes.

If Yang Xuanzhen were here, he would be able to recognize the origins of several of them, they were Cang Baizi, Yuan Jiankong, Ye Nantian, Xiao Shi... and others.

Fang Qingwei was not on this boat, so she didn't know where she went.

"Wan Gui Hai City!"

At the bow of the boat, Cang Baizi saw the mainland floating on the sea in the distance, and his face immediately showed joy.

He hurriedly turned his head and said respectfully to many young men and women in the center: "Senior Brother Wanluo, Senior Sister Jialan, Senior Brother Lingxiao, Senior Brother Xuantie, Senior Brother Baizhan, Senior Brother Jinshitai, Senior Brother Shilongzi, Senior Brother Wu Li, Senior Sister Ye Piaoling , Senior Sister Luoshui, Senior Sister Sha Qingmei, we have already arrived at the edge of Wanguihai City, at most [-] miles, we will be able to reach Xuangui Pavilion."

Among the names he yelled, three of them were Nan Wanluo, Xi Jialan, and Dong Lingxiao, among the more than 100 true disciples of the Yuhuamen, who were all supernatural beings. The third of the five most accomplished true disciples.

And the other eight people are also strong, and they are all famous people.

Especially that Xuan Tie Daoist, whose strength has reached the peak of Unity Realm, and is only one step away from condensing the Golden Core.

Even more famous is Na Jinshitai, whose deeds of eight people and eight cranes are widely spread.

"Okay, let's speed up."

A woman stood up, and with a wave of her plain hand, the colorful cloud airship suddenly accelerated by [-]%, and galloped towards Wanguihai City in the distance.

This woman's long skirt falls to the ground, her blue hair is like a waterfall, and there are nebula changes all over her body, like a lotus flower. When she speaks, she has a clean feeling of a flower blooming in the sky.

She is Jialan.

"The auction this time, as Senior Brother Hua Tiandu said, has already caused a commotion in the entire cultivation world. There are so many powerful people here at once. We Yuhuamen want to successfully bid for the Xingyue Sword. I'm afraid it will be very difficult, and I may have to live up to Brother Hua Tiandu's entrustment." Another person sighed.

This is a young Taoist priest in good spirits. The Taoist robe on his body is carved with all kinds of rare and exotic animals, with complex patterns, giving people an all-encompassing taste.

He is Wan Luo.

Wan Luo looked at the crowds of people in Wanguihai City in the distance, and streams of light shooting towards Xuangui Pavilion from all directions, just like them, a look of worry flashed across his brows.

Just by talking, he saw countless powerful people, among them there are many small giants in the golden core realm, there are also many strong people with the eighth and ninth levels of supernatural powers, and there are even peak figures in the realm of changing fate from time to time. in.

Although Wan Luo didn't know all of these people, most of them had heard of them, and they were true disciples and elders of various sects and sects in the Xuanhuang Great World.

"This auction is unprecedentedly grand, but it's reasonable to think about it. After all, it is a terrifying treasure such as Dao Artifacts that can change stars, reverse yin and yang, and shock the world. Even Liu Dao League, Tiandao Pavilion, Jiudingxuan, etc. None of the three major chambers of commerce in the world has ever auctioned a Taoist artifact. If this opportunity is missed, there will probably be no next time. I don’t know what that extrajudicial madman Yang Xuanzhen is going to do to bring out this kind of sect background auction?"

The person who spoke was a young man wearing a purple Taoist robe. Nine five-clawed real dragons were embroidered on his Taoist robe. The colors were different, including black, yellow, green, red, gold... nine colors, which made him vaguely There is an air of nobility.

This is very different from the elegance of Immortal Dao, but this Taoist robe complements his temperament perfectly, like a peerless emperor patrolling the mountains and rivers.

He is Ling Xiao.

In Ling Xiao's tone of voice, there was a hint of envy that others could not detect.

Such a heavy weapon as a low-grade Taoist weapon, such as their Yuhuamen, will never let it go to other factions, it should be digested internally.

He has practiced hard for hundreds of years in Lingxiao, but he has not had a low-grade Taoist artifact!
And this time they came to Wangui Haishi from Yuhuamen, they were ordered by senior brother Hua Tiandu to take pictures of the Xingyue Excalibur and bring them back to the sect.

As for returning to the sect, the Xingyue Divine Sword is likely to fall into Wan Luo's hands.

This made Ling Xiao faintly unwilling.

"Who knows? It is rumored that Yang Xuanzhen is unscrupulous, often plays cards not according to common sense, and is greedy. Attract all the sea city of thousands of returnees, gather in one place, and then plunder all the resources they brought to bid for Dao Artifacts? Haha..."

The one who opened the mouth was a man in black. The black on his body was an extremely powerful treasure called the black iron battle robe, which could not be eroded by water, fire, thunder or lightning.

He is Xuan Tie Daoist.

At the end of the real Xuantie's words, he himself laughed, apparently not thinking that Yang Xuan really had the guts to do such a thing.

"Hahaha, Brother Xuan Tie, you really know how to joke."

"Yang Xuanzhen plundered everyone? Brother Xuan Tie, it's thanks to you to think of such absurd and unruly things."

"Even if Yang Xuan really has the guts, it's impossible for him to succeed."

"Don't think I don't know, Yang Xuanzhen is indeed a monster, but he only has the strength equivalent to the eighth level of supernatural powers, how can he do this?"

"That is, this gathering of heroes from all over the world, there is no shortage of top talents on the longevity candidate list. Are they vegetarians?"

"Wangui Xiandao must have sent a master to sit in the auction, at least an invincible character who has changed his life against the sky. If Yang Xuanzhen dares to have such an idea, he will definitely be suppressed on the spot and expelled."

Wan Luo, Ling Xiao, Xuan Tie Zhenren, Jin Shitai, Skink, Wu Li...all laughed.

Master Xuan Tie's guess is so ridiculous that anyone with a little brain would not take it seriously and would just laugh it off.

"Would he really not be able to do that?" Daoist Bai Zhan didn't have a smile on his face, instead his eyes were solemn, and he muttered to himself.

He had personally seen Yang Xuanzhen's ferocious power during the trial of Xuanguixing's help to become a prince, that kind of domineering, domineering spirit who didn't put anyone in his eyes made him still have lingering fears.

Jia Lan didn't laugh either, she didn't think this kind of thing was funny, she even instinctively felt that this matter was not simple, so she felt vigilant.

Cang Baizi, Ye Nantian, Yuan Jiankong, and Xiao Shi didn't laugh either.

They met Yang Xuanzhen not long ago in the Evil Ghost Gorge. The way of turning a deer into a horse, turning a hand into a cloud, and turning a hand into rain left an indelible mark on their hearts.

Dangdang Dangdang!
Just as everyone in the Yuhua Sect was laughing, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the Xuangui Pavilion.

The sound was like a loud bell, spreading in all directions, spreading to every corner of Wanguihai City, and it lifted the spirits of countless monks who flocked here from all over the world after hearing the news.

"It's the Myriad Turtle Bell of Xuangui Pavilion. It is said that it only rang once when the Wanguihai City was created. Now that it has passed sixty years, it rang again. It must be that the auction of Taoist artifacts is about to start. Jialan, Ling Xiao, brothers and sisters, let's go down."

Wan Luo stared at the towering Xuangui Pavilion in the center of Wanguihai City, and his eyes showed incomparable fanaticism.

As long as he bids for the Xingyue Excalibur and brings it back to the Yuhua Gate, then senior brother Hua Tian will most likely bestow it on him.

It's not that Wan Luo has unreasonable thoughts, but that he is Hua Tiandu's number one confidant, and Hua Tiandu even taught him the first seven layers of the supreme avenue of Panwu's great strength and supernatural powers, which is enough to explain the problem.

Once Wan Luo possesses a low-grade Taoist weapon, his strength will increase greatly, completely overpowering Ling Xiao and Jia Lan, and let them call him second senior brother.

That's right, it's the second senior brother.

Because when the time comes, he will only be under the eldest brother Hua Tiandu.

"it is good."

Lingxiao, Jialan, Xuantie Zhenren, Wu Li, Jinshitai, Skink, Cangbaizi, Ye Piaoling, Luoshui... and others agreed, and they all performed their magical powers, wrapped up their physical body brothers and sisters, and headed towards Xuan Landed on the square in front of the Turtle Pavilion.

Arriving at this square, all the disciples of the Yuhua Sect finally deeply felt what it meant to mean that supernatural powers are not as good as dogs, and golden cores are walking all over the ground.

How weak is my own cultivation!
"My God, so many supernatural monks? Stronger than my father!"

Eight people and eight cranes Jinshitai swept casually with their spiritual sense, and their whole body shook involuntarily.

Because he found that there are countless unfathomable people in the square, and he can't see through each of them.

They are all Taiyi Sect, Qunxingmen, Tongtian Sword Sect, Danding Sword Sect, Sun Moon Sword Sect, Linglong Blessed Land, Unity Sect, Daxuan Dynasty, Underground Demon Clan, Wild Demon Sect, Red Dust Demon Sect, Blood Shadow Demon Sect, Xiantian Demon Sect, Six Dao League, Jiudingxuan, Tiandao Pavilion...these are supernatural monks in the first-class forces of the Xuanhuang Great World.

In addition to these people from the big forces, Jinshitai also saw many small faction masters, head teachers, island masters, family masters, famous casual cultivators recorded in the "All Worlds"...

For example, the master of Qingyun sect, the master of Ziqi temple, the master of the Murong family, the master of the Nangong family... and so on.

At this moment, Jinshitai trembled.

He no longer had the arrogance of relying on his father Kim Il-yeol to commit crimes when he was in Yuhuamen.

Because if he offends someone who shouldn't be offended here, even his father may not be able to save him.

"There are more than a hundred thousand supernatural monks here? There are more than a few thousand little giants in the Jindan realm?"

Skink, Cang Baizi, Yuan Jiankong, Ye Nantian, Xu Yue'er... and others were not bad, just like Jinshitai, they were all shocked when they saw so many strong people for the first time.

Especially when they saw a group of true disciples of the Taiyi Sect in the distance, they all shrank their necks, like quails one by one.

Those were Wang Tianyi, Chen Shouyi, Zhou Chuyi, Zhao Xuanyi, Zhu Yangyi... Especially the person in the center was actually Wu Renyi!

Compared with these people, the Yuhuamen who came here are too small.

"Brothers and sisters of Yuhuamen, please come with me. The auction venue is on the eighth floor of No. 90. My Xuangui Pavilion has prepared a VIP room for you."

"Then I would like to thank Junior Brother Wan Hailong."

Fortunately, Wanluo, Lingxiao, and Jialan are all of high status. Soon, they were recognized by a person in charge of the Xuangui Pavilion who maintained order here, and they were led into the Xuangui Pavilion and climbed the ladder. , directly to the auction site, the eighth floor of No.90.

During this period, everyone also met a fellow from the Yuhua sect, who was actually Fang Qingxue's younger sister, Fang Qingwei, who was walking with a man in black.

According to her, the man in black is a casual cultivator from the sea, he hit it off with her, and he admires Yuhuamen very much, and plans to go to Yuhuamen as a guest.

In this regard, everyone in the Yuhua Sect was not surprised. There are too many casual cultivators who admire the great sect of immortality, and it has long been commonplace.

They took Fang Qingwei with them, followed Wan Hailong to the eighth floor of Xuangui Pavilion No. 90, and entered a luxurious VIP room.

"Senior Brother Hai Long, I remember that your Xuangui Pavilion has 99 floors, why don't you set the auction venue at the highest place?"

As soon as he stepped into the VIP room, Xiao Shi pointed up and asked Wan Hailong curiously.

His father was the owner of the Nightless Island in the South China Sea. He grew up in the South China Sea, so he naturally knew many things about Xuangui Pavilion. For an auction ceremony of such unprecedented scale, it should be set as the auction site at the highest level.

This represents the pinnacle.

Otherwise, Wangui Xiandao would be disrespectful and disrespectful to all sects and sects in the world.

"you…"

Wan Hailong was just about to leave the VIP room to receive other distinguished guests. Hearing this, he felt as if he had been touched by some taboo, his complexion turned pale and pale.

Immediately under the astonished gazes of everyone in the Yuhua Sect, Wan Hailong's eyes erupted with hostility, he turned his head and stared at Xiao Shi fiercely and said, "What are you asking, do you deserve to ask? Do you know who is there? It's you Do you understand the terrifying existence that the disciples of Yuhuamen can't afford to offend? If you dare to ask random questions, be careful not to speak out!"

After saying this, Wan Hailong hurriedly left the VIP room.

"This Wan Hailong, it's fine if he doesn't answer the questions well, and he loses his temper, it's just inexplicable."

Xiao Shi was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, and couldn't help casting doubtful glances at the other senior brothers.

"The disciples of Wangui Xiandao don't understand etiquette at all. They are indeed overseas barbarians. I don't know how senior brother Wan Lianshan disciplines these people." Wan Luo snorted coldly.

But after all, the auction was about to start, and he couldn't continue to get angry, so he had to write down the matter, and after the auction was over, he would talk to the person in charge of Xuangui Pavilion.

"Perhaps Junior Brother Hai Long has some difficulties." Ling Xiao pondered for a moment and said something.

Although the rest of the people did not speak, they also felt that Wan Hailong's attitude was not right.

Some people became curious about the terrifying existence that the disciples of Yuhua Sect could not offend, as Wan Hailong said, so they looked up from time to time, as if they wanted to stare through the dome to see who it was.

There is actually a person above who can't even be provoked by the disciples of the Ascension Sect. Could it be that he is the leading figure among the true disciples of the Taiyi Sect?
Stronger than Wu Renyi just met?

"Could it be him?" Daoist Bai Zhan seemed to have thought of something, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"Since you are here, please be safe. Sit down. The auction is about to begin. Brothers and sisters, don't miss the opportunity to see the Dao Artifacts. Maybe you can also see the extremely enchanting Yang Xuanzhen who has not been seen for a thousand years in the Taiyi Sect." Jialan shook her head slightly, calling everyone to sit down.

"Yes, Senior Sister Jialan."

Ye Piaoling, Luoshui, Master Xuantie, Cang Baizi, Xu Yue'er, Yuan Jiankong, and the others restrained their curiosity and chose corresponding seats according to their respective positions.

This VIP room is very luxurious, with all kinds of spiritual fruits, spiritual wine, spiritual tea, and spiritual incense. It has an excellent view. Through the transparent window in front, you can have a panoramic view of the entire auction hall outside.

The hall outside is extremely wide, eighty thousand feet in length and width, with countless seats, which can easily accommodate more than 10 people. At this time, there are no empty seats.

Sitting in the hall are all casual cultivators, masters of small powers. Although these people have high levels of cultivation, they are not eligible to enjoy the VIP room.

Seeing this scene made some Yuhuamen disciples feel superior and forgot the embarrassment just now.

In the center of the hall is a circular platform, three feet high and one hundred feet wide, which is the place to host the auction.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Yuhua Sect saw a beautiful woman in palace attire wearing a phoenix long skirt, looking graceful and luxurious, with a bit of confidence, stepping onto the circular high platform.

The beautiful woman looked around, and said with a smile: "I am Qin Huairu, all fellow daoists can call me Mrs. Qin, and I am the host of this auction. Welcome all fellow daoists to come to my Xuangui Pavilion auction."

As soon as Mrs. Qin appeared, the noisy hall instantly became quiet, and everyone waited with bated breath.

"Elder Wan Huairen of Wangui Immortal Island, unexpectedly, even he was dispatched this time."

Wan Luo stared at the old man who looked like a patron saint behind Mrs. Qin, his pupils shrank.

This person is equivalent to the elder Tiangong of his Ascension Sect, the elder of Chuangong... like an existence.

"Wan Huairen?" Jia Lan and Ling Xiao also narrowed their eyes slightly.

Others are unaware.

"I believe everyone has a clear understanding of the auction items this time. The rules of the auction are still the same as usual. The highest bidder wins. Now I announce that the auction will officially begin!"

Mrs. Qin smiled slightly, and immediately waved her right hand with a flick of her sleeve. In an instant, a three-inch sword as thin as a cicada's wing flew out, suspended in the air, bursting with bright stars, the blade was sharp, and the cold light shone.

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