The most powerful system in history

Chapter 181 The Bastard Sovereign Wu Liang

On the last day before the start of the official competition of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, the trading square was full of hustle and bustle.

Most monks want their own face, so even if they set up a stall, they all look like volunteers taking the bait, clearly marked the price, and do not negotiate with customers at all, let alone sell their own things.

The few monks are thick-skinned, and there is no psychological burden to sell them.

But at this time, a scene that had never appeared on the trading square, even a scene that had never appeared in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

A booth in the corner suddenly attracted the attention of all monks on the square at this moment.

The stall owner was a beautiful female nun, as cold as snow, sitting cross-legged behind the stall with a blank face, and what attracted the attention of all the monks was a strange jade stone in front of her.

This jade is trumpet-shaped.

The sound waves inside are vibrating, and one after another sounds resounding through the trading square are being transmitted from it, but the content...

"Shenyuan Qingzhou, Shenyuan Qingzhou."

"The Nine Cauldron Sect, the most powerful sect in Shenyuan Qingzhou Zhenwu County, has closed down. Wu Liang, the bastard's sect master, eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles. He owes 100 million high-grade spirit stones and runs away with his little junior sister."

"We have no choice but to use the Zongmen Lingku to pay for the spiritual salary. All the treasures originally cost [-], [-], and the ancient swords with [-] top-grade spirit stones are all sold for only [-] now, and all of them are only sold for [-]."

"Sect Master Wu Liang, you bastard, you are not human. We worked so hard to worship the Nine Cauldrons, but you ran away with your junior sister. You give me back my spirit stone, and my blood and sweat spirit stone."

Every time the jade horn uttered a sentence, the trading square became quieter, and the voice became louder.

Lu Xue behind the booth, in order to keep her complexion unchanged, had already sealed the acupoints and muscles on her face with her real energy and spiritual power.

If he didn't do this, Lu Xue should have gone after Wu Liang with his sword.

That's right, this is Wu Liang's plan.

He exchanged a bunch of real tattered swords from the [Ranshi District] of the head mall, and then treated them all as treasures in the sect's spiritual library, and placed them on the booth in a grandiose manner.

Of course, although these swords are tattered, they look very good.

It seems that there is a feeling of precious light inside, but it is just dusty, waiting for someone who is destined to appear.

In order to sell, Wu Liang came up with this trick.

Nuoda has a booth, and the most valuable thing is the joyous jade horn that is being called at this time.

[Jade Horn: Black iron-level rare treasure, this thing can record the monk's voice, and then release it again, in a cycle, piercing the heart and entering the brain, irresistible. 】

[Remarks: The creator of this thing is an aunt who accidentally broke into the world of monks. She has only one hobby in her life, and that is dancing.So, let's get dry, fellow Taoists. 】

The jade horn continued, and the magic sound enveloped the entire trading square.

Breathe!
Two breaths!

Three breaths!

……

Just when a kind of "honey juice embarrassment" lingered above Lu Xue's booth, suddenly there was a "crash", and a large number of monks surrounded him.

"Hey, this little thing is not bad, it can play the sound by itself, it is delicate."

"Fellow Daoist, your focus is wrong, shouldn't you be asking when the most powerful sect in Zhenwu County became the Nine Cauldron Sect? I remember it was the Poison Dragon Sect!"

"You fellow daoist are really wrong. They said they were the best, but they didn't say they were the strongest."

"Ahem, I think you are all wrong. What really deserves attention is why Sect Master Wu only took his junior sister to run away. Is there any junior junior sister who is more beautiful than this female Taoist friend?"

"Chong!"

Lu Xue finally drew her sword, and when the icy breath of Xue Nu's sword intent overflowed, these strange people finally chose to shut up.

At this moment, many monks set their eyes on the "treasures" on the booth in front of Lu Xue.

And just when everyone was a little confused, suddenly there was a strange monk in the crowd. After listening to the jade horn for a while, a look of enlightenment suddenly appeared on his face.

Then he explained loudly: "Hey, I remembered, I heard in Wanxian Casino that there was a fourth-rank sect master who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and he even bet on 100 million top-rank spirit stones, directly tying the record of the young patriarch of the Lu family." .”

"As soon as you said it, I remembered it too. That sect seems to be called Jiudingzong. I heard that that person is crazy and even bet on himself to win all four competitions. The 100 million spirit stones were just in vain."

"That's no wonder. With such a large debt, it's normal for this person to run away."

"So, this girl is pitiful, she has been reduced to setting up a stall."

"Hey, fellow daoist, please take a look at yourself before you say this, you are just a stall."

Under the guidance of that sentence, everyone immediately completed the ins and outs of Lu Xue's stall.

Suddenly, all the monks looked at Lu Xue with sympathy.

At this time, the monk who was the first to speak suddenly seemed to have seen something, bent down suddenly, and picked up something from Lu Xue's booth.

It was a broken sword, rusty, and looked very old.

The monk picked it up and looked at it for a few breaths, then opened his eyes wide, as if he felt something incredible.

Subconsciously said: "Hey, this is not the sword intent of a sword sect [Wan Jianmen] ten thousand years ago, Wan Jian returned to the sect, and it is unbelievable that the sword intent still exists today."

As soon as he finished speaking, this person suddenly "suddenly realized", and a bad look appeared on his face, as if he knew that he had slipped up.

"I want this sword, the spirit stone is here."

Throwing away these words, this person carried the broken sword and left.

This scene appeared, and the expressions of the cultivators in the field suddenly became subtle.

Which one of the monks hanging out here is not well-informed, at least in terms of intelligence and news, he thinks that he will not lose to others.

Ever since someone uttered the words "Nine Cauldrons", everyone remembered it one after another.

During this period of time, Zhenwu County is very lively, it seems that it is because of a new fourth-rank sect called Jiudingzong.

And this sect was originally a low-level existence, but the sudden prosperity seems to be because the sect master obtained an inheritance of ancient swordsmanship.

"buzz"

As soon as everyone thought about it, the scene in front of them suddenly became flawless.

The young suzerain, who had a sudden encounter, was accidentally infected with the viciousness of gambling. After he owed a huge debt, he had to run away with the most beautiful little junior sister. The poor beautiful female cultivator had to open the sect spiritual library to raise spiritual salary.

And in the spirit storehouse, there are obviously many things that the young suzerain obtained from the relics of the way of the sword.

The treasure is right in front of you, it's just covered in dust.

"Here, who is destined, of course it is me."

At this moment, all the monks had this thought in their minds.

Thus, a looting began.

(End of this chapter)