Cultivation is too difficult, and people will die if they do the tasks.

Chapter 57 Winning the Bid

When Bai Wan'er was pulled by someone, she leaned back, and a red figure blocked the front.

"Dang..." The lingering sound lingered.

Ding Qitong had already taken action, and the silver chain turned into a silver shield to block Lu Shuiyao's sword.

"How dare you touch Wan'er!"

Ding Qitong is the best at guarding her shortcomings and doesn't want others to hurt her fellow students.He shouted sharply and was about to take action.

The silver chain on Ding Qitong's hand has not yet flown out.

A flash of light flashed, and Lu Shuiyao's sword shook, broke into two pieces, and fell to the ground.

Lu Shuiyao was stunned for a moment. After a long while, her face was as white as a piece of paper. She looked at the half-broken sword in her hand, her whole body shaking like a fallen leaf in the wind.

"who is it!"

The trembling scream stung the eardrums.

All the monks present were also stunned.

No one discovered how Lu Shuiyao's sword was broken.

"Fairy, don't be angry." A shopkeeper from Jubaozhai came over.

The shopkeeper bowed his hands to Lu Shuiyao and said with a smile on his face: "You cannot use martial arts in Jubaozhai. Please forgive me, Fairy. If you have anything to do, we will go out."

Lu Shuiyao gritted his teeth: "Jubao Zhai is so powerful. I wonder if the immortal taught me such a lesson. Can I meet him?"

The shopkeeper's smile remained unchanged: "The fairy is serious, the shop is just protecting itself."

It is worthy of being an old shop that has stood in the world of immortality for hundreds of years, and its methods are really impressive.

Lu Shuiyao glared at Ding Qitong and was about to speak.

"Shui Yao must not be rude!" A monk hurriedly walked in from outside.

"Brother Qingfeng!"

Lu Shuiyao's call was full of flavor.

Bai Wan'er immediately looked at Lu Shuiyao.

The originally angry face suddenly looked filled with tears.Suddenly she looked pitiful.

Bai Wan'er raised her eyes to look at the monk who came in.

The slender man is handsome and elegant.Among monks, it can be regarded as an average figure.

Bai Wan'er looked at Lu Shuiyao's pear blossoms with rain.My heart started to move...

"Shui Yao, the conference is over, you should take everyone back first." Lu Qingfeng advised Lu Shuiyao.

"But……"

"We still have to go to Xiaoyao Pavilion, so don't delay your business."

Lu Qingfeng stopped Lu Shuiyao's words, turned around and nodded to the shopkeeper: "I was rude just now, please don't take offense."

The shopkeeper still had the same smile on his face: "How could you be so strange to the fairy? The fairy is really a villain."

This attitude, these words.Hearing this from Lin Yanqiu, a fellow comrade, was extremely cordial.

He is indeed a person who knows how to do business.

Bai Wan'er couldn't help but smile at the corner of her eyes when she looked at the shopkeeper, feeling extremely cordial.

Lu Qingfeng turned around and saluted Ding Qitong: "I was offended a lot just now. Lu Qingfeng will confess to fellow Taoist Ding on Shuiyao's behalf."

Ding Qitong turned slightly to avoid it: "Friend Lu Dao, your words are serious." She bowed her head and remained silent.

There is a situation!
Bai Wan'er could see clearly from behind Ding Qitong.

Lu Qingfeng looked at Ding Qitong with a complicated expression, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Although Ding Qitong's expression was not visible, it was not her style to bow her head and remain silent after speaking.

The fire of gossip burned in Bai Wan'er's heart, and she was thinking of stepping forward to take a look to see what was going on.

A servant hurried over and saluted: "The Immortal of Wujinchan invites Qing'emen to come inside to talk."

Ding Qitong looked at Bai Wan'er with surprise on her face, and Bai Wan'er looked excited.

I succeeded, and I really have money to do things easily!
Ding Qitong nodded to Bai Wan'er, turned around, and followed the servant to the back of the hall.The crowd remaining in the hall began to whisper, and their eyes turned towards the people at Qing'e Gate.

Fortunately, servants kept coming out to report.

One by one, the successful bidders followed the servants to the back hall.The rest of the people saw that they had no chance, so they left.

After a while, there were only a dozen people left in the hall, all of whom were traveling with the winner of the lottery.

Lu Shuiyao also followed Lu Qingfeng.But before leaving, he gave Bai Wan'er a fierce look.

Bai Wan'er sent a smile.

It doesn't matter!Make her mad!
Bai Wan'er and the Zhuang sisters found a place to sit there and wait.

The Zhuang sisters looked at Bai Wan'er, their eyes shining.

"Wan'er is so amazing!" Zhuang Cailing's eyes almost burst into laughter.

"Look, Lu Shuiyao was so angry that he even broke his sword." Zhuang Caiwei said with a smile.

"After Lu Shuiyao's experience this time, he will definitely hate Qing'emen even more in the future." Bai Wan'er was a little worried.

"So what, she asked for it this time. She deliberately finds trouble every time we meet. This time she even broke her sword. It's a real loss." Zhuang Cailing disagreed.

Zhuang Caiwei nodded and said: "Jubaozhai is so powerful. She immediately lost Lu Shuiyao's face. She is the top disciple of Qingxia Sect, and Qingxia Sect is much more powerful than us. But Jubaozhai doesn't give her any face."

The three of them were chatting lively when Zhuang Cailing suddenly asked: "Why did Senior Sister buy Wu Jin Chan? When was it taken?"

The Zhuang sisters looked at Bai Wan'er with curiosity.

"This……"

Bai Wan'er was hesitating whether to tell them or not when she saw Ding Qitong coming out.

"Sister"

Bai Wan'er stepped forward to say hello, and Ding Qitong nodded without saying a word.

Bai Wan'er wanted to ask what the result was, but found that Ding Qitong looked strange, neither happy nor sad, nor angry, and seemed to be in a trance.

Just as Bai Wan'er was about to step forward to ask, a servant behind Ding Qitong spoke.

"Excuse me, the one who just wrote down the price is the fairy?"

Bai Waner looked up at Ding Qitong and saw a confused look on her face.Turning around to look at the servant, he was still waiting for an answer.Nodding: "It's me."

"The immortal chief of Wu Jin Chan said that he wants to see the person who wrote the pen. Please come with the fairy and the younger one."

Why do you want to see yourself?
Bai Wan'er felt strange. Seeing that Ding Qitong didn't respond, the servant was waiting again.All he could do was follow the servant and go back.

Go through the doorway, along a long corridor, and up the stairs.Turning back the door, we came to the second house we entered.

There are carved beams and painted buildings here, and there are flowers in the garden, and the fragrance of flowers is fragrant.

Bai Wan'er came to a house, and the servant stretched out his hand to lift the door curtain: "Fairy, please come in, the immortal is waiting inside."

Bai Wan'er composed herself and stepped into the room.

As soon as you come in, the door closes.The room seemed completely cut off from the outside world.

It was clearly a sunny day outside, but not a ray of sunlight penetrated into the room.There wasn't a single crack in the room, let alone a window.

There was no candlelight or luminous pearls in the room, but it was bright.

Bai Wan'er took a closer look and saw that the wall was glowing with light, illuminating the room.

This scene reminded me of the situation I encountered in the passage in the secret realm.

Bai Wan'er's heartbeat gradually accelerated. She swallowed her saliva and saw a table in front of her with chairs at both ends.

The chair is empty!Where are people?

Bai Wan'er looked at the chair, and suddenly a shaking scene appeared, like looking at the reflection in water, shaking constantly.

Gradually, the picture stabilized, and a person's figure appeared!
Is this a ghost?

Bai Wan'er was so frightened that she opened her mouth wide and screamed.

No sound, no screams heard!
Are you deaf?
Bai Wan'er turned around to run, but the surrounding air pressed over her, as if her whole body was immersed in a swimming pool.But the water pressure was a hundred times stronger, and I couldn't move my limbs.

(End of this chapter)