Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 762

Song Qing was not interested in these finale items. Of course, even if he was interested, there were no spirit stones to buy.

Therefore, when the auction of the finale was started, Song Qing stood up very comfortably, took the spiritual materials he had just auctioned, and went out of the private room with Duanmu Yao'er.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay."

Just when Song Qing and Duanmu Yao'er were about to leave the auction venue, a voice came from behind, causing Song Qing to raise his eyebrows.

"In this Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce, there seems to be no one I know, why is someone calling me at this time?"

"However, within the jurisdiction of the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce, it is impossible for anyone to block the road and rob."

Song Qing thought about it, turned around to look, but saw an old man in gray robe with gray beard running from not far away.

"What's the matter, sir?"

Since the gray-robed old man transmitted the voice directly to Song Qing, Duanmu Yaoer saw Song Qing suddenly stop, and then turned around again, with crescent eyebrows slightly frowned, and asked in a slightly puzzled manner.

"fine."

Song Qing comforted Duanmu Yao'er first, then slightly cupped his hands at the gray-robed old man who trotted over, and asked, "I don't know what's important, friend?"

While asking this question, Song Qing looked at the gray-robed old man, without any sign of power, he should be a casual cultivator, and a casual cultivator can have the cultivation base of the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, which is already very remarkable.

"Fellow Daoist, can I take a step to speak?"

The old man in gray robe also bowed to Song Qing, but he didn't say his purpose, instead he asked Song Qing like this.

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist? Isn't it convenient to say it here?"

Song Qing's face stern slightly, and he snorted. He didn't know the identity and purpose of this gray-robed old man, so he had to guard against it.

Now if it is said here, no matter what it is, Song Qing is willing to, and he is not willing to leave directly, but if he walks out of the jurisdiction of the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce...

Song Qing understood that he had photographed a lot of spiritual materials at the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce just now, and perhaps in the eyes of most people, he might just be the "entrustment" of the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce.

But if it is in the eyes of caring people, his identity is already clear, and if there are people who covet him... It would be fine if Song Qing was alone, but now that Duanmu Yao'er is still here, it's better to be careful.

"Fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand, I do have something to discuss with you, but there are too many people here, so..."

The gray-robed old man knew about Song Qing's doubts, but he had to do his own business, which could affect the lives of his friends for many years.

"How about this, let's go to the restaurant opposite to discuss, fellow daoist, what do you think?"

The gray-robed old man rolled his eyes, thinking of something, and then asked Song Qing.

Although the restaurant opposite is not owned by the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce, it is owned by the Penglai Immortal Sect. It is still under the command of a powerful force, and outsiders dare not do anything out of the ordinary there.

Song Qing didn't answer, but looked at Duanmu Yao'er. The conversation between Song Qing and the gray-robed old man did not use sound transmission, so Duanmu Yao'er could also hear it.

Duanmu Yao'er pondered for a while, then nodded slightly, and Song Qing immediately replied: "Okay."

Opposite the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce, there is a restaurant in Penglai Xianzong, and it is also the largest and best restaurant in the entire Nine Lights Immortal City.

And in the private room of this restaurant, there are three people sitting now, they are Song Qing, Duanmu Yao'er and the old man in gray robe.

At this time, the old man in gray robe was talking about something, Song Qing and Duanmu Yaoer were listening opposite.

The story was very long, and after about a stick of incense, the gray-robed old man finally finished, and Song Qing understood the ins and outs in his heart.

It turned out that this old man's name was Xiaoyaozi, he was a well-known casual cultivator, and he was only in the middle of the list, but some time ago, when the monster clan attacked the city, he joined forces with his close friends to fight against the enemy.

This best friend was seriously injured because of this Xiaoyaozi, and only the Heitianluolian could be healed. What's more, in this city of Nine Luminaries, the only Heitianluolian was also photographed by Song Qing. Down, so the next thing happened.

"You mean, you now need the Hei Tian Luo Luo Lian in my hand to save your close friend Wu Ya Zi?"

After listening to Xiaoyaozi's narration, Song Qing pondered for a while, and then asked Xiaoyaozi.

"That's right. I also inquired about the price of Heitian Luobalian before. In the end, it only cost 400 million spirit stones, so I prepared 450 million. However, due to the sudden appearance of a fellow daoist, I missed it."

Hearing Song Qingxiang's question, Xiaoyaozi nodded immediately, and then explained like this.

"Hmph! Shameless old man, dare to pretend to be Xiaoyaozi himself, and treat me as a three-year-old child?"

Song Qing's expression changed suddenly, he snorted coldly, and asked how to drink, even Duanmu Yao'er beside him couldn't help frowning slightly, let alone Xiaoyaozi.

"Husband has a good attitude at first, why is he like this all of a sudden? He also said that the person in front of him is pretending to be Xiaoyaozi, but he doesn't look like that." Duanmu Yaoer thought in his heart.

"You even said that the old man is pretending to be Xiaoyaozi, but the old man is not Xiaoyaozi, who else is there in these days?!"

Xiaoyaozi thought so in his heart, but he would ask for something from others, so he would not get angry, so he asked Song Qing:
"Fellow Daoist thinks that the old man is pretending to be... Xiaoyaozi. I don't know how you can judge?"

"Hmph! I only had two reasons before, and it was hard to make a conclusion. Now that I see you like this, I can already complete the conclusion." Song Qing snorted again, disdainful.

"Reason?" Xiaoyaozi's old face turned red and white, and finally he couldn't help uttering two words. Xiaoyaozi himself has lived for hundreds of years, but in the end he was called a fake.

"You want a reason, don't you? Let me tell you, there are three reasons."

He gave Xiaoyaozi a look of disdain, but finally said it out, Song Qing continued:

"First, although I have never met Xiaoyaozi, I also know that Xiaoyaozi is an old man who has lived a happy life, roaming the world proudly, without relatives and friends, and Wuyazi is alone in the world of blood sea cultivation, and he is also alone. What friends? Let alone with Xiaoyaozi, old man, you can't even make up stories."

Listening to Song Qing's words, Xiaoyaozi also nodded. He is from the mainland of China, and he went to the cultivation worlds in the East China Sea just to cultivate immortals and seek Taoism. He is withdrawn by nature and likes freedom, so he has no disciples or friends.

But for this Wu Yazi, it was because he came to the blood sea cultivation world to practice three hundred years ago when he was still in the golden core state, so he got acquainted, and since then he has become a close friend, and outsiders have never known about it.

(End of this chapter)