Mortal Ascension Record

Qin Tian's eyes flashed coldly when he heard this, and then he said calmly:

"Notify Jin Zhengyang not to leave any survivors, be polite, and have the style of a big sect!"

"In addition, you lead the garrison troops to stay put and continue to maintain the order of the fairy city, and try not to let the outside world notice any abnormalities! If there is any change in the city, you can directly activate the city defense formation to suppress it by force!"

"I will obey the law~!"

Hearing this, Qi Mo couldn't help but look solemn, and immediately respectfully accepted the order and left.

However, Fairy Yun Xin on the side looked a little strange.

As the head of the Taoist sect, she always felt that the words "polite" and "the style of a big sect" sounded a little wrong when spoken by the shameless demon.

But at this moment, Qin Tian suddenly turned around and said to Fairy Yun Xin who was close at hand:

"Please trouble you, Master Sister, to stay at the ceremony for a while. Qin will be back soon!"

For some reason, under the deep gaze, Fairy Yun Xin, who had been in a high position for many years, was inexplicably flustered. Her jade fingers were tugging at the corner of her clothes nervously, and she no longer had the dignity of a master.

Then she nodded almost subconsciously, and two blushes quietly flew on her face. She dodged her eyes and said softly in a mosquito-like voice:

"Don't worry, Junior Brother, Senior Sister will help you take good care of it, you... be careful yourself!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Tian's eyes were full of strangeness. Then he first glanced at this big-breasted and brainless person with a puzzled look, and then turned to Ao Ling'er and ordered:

"Little girl, let's go, I'll take you to a big meal!"

Hearing this, Ao Ling'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and her pink little face was full of excitement that was difficult to conceal. She quickly showed two increasingly sharp little tiger teeth and responded:

"Okay~! Finally, I can eat meat again!"

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At the same time, on the wide platform of the venue below, Fatty Jin, who was working hard to promote the treasure, seemed to have received some instructions, and a gleam of brilliance flashed quietly in his eyes.

Then he bowed to all four directions, put his hand on his waist, and said with a pale face:

"Ahem~~! Please forgive me, distinguished guests. I need to rest for a while because I am not feeling well. Next, the first treasure appraiser of the Jin's Chamber of Commerce will continue to host the auction for you!"

"If I am rude, I hope you will forgive me!"

After that, an old man in the Jindan stage appeared in the backstage and took over Jin Ruyu's task.

The latter smiled apologetically and bowed to all four directions.

It's just that his action of holding his waist with his hand, coupled with his weak face, looks like he has lost a lot of energy and his yang energy has been greatly depleted.

Seeing this situation, many people in the field reacted immediately and burst into laughter.

Even in a certain A-shaped private room, there were unscrupulous words of tigers and wolves, which teased Fatty Jin and made him blush and run away in embarrassment.

However, what no one knew was that in a hidden place backstage, a full twenty Golden Feather Guards were already ready to go. They were all fierce and dressed in black robes that covered their faces. It was obvious that they had been waiting for a long time.

And after Jin Ruyu left the stage, the paleness on his face disappeared instantly, and his waist was straightened again. He even murmured proudly:

"Hehe~! I, Fatty Jin, am strong and healthy. What can a mere witch do to me?"

"But this old aunt in the Nascent Soul stage is really skilled! When I get rich in the future, I will definitely buy Baihua Valley! Yes, yes, this method is wonderful! I am worthy of being a business genius!"

While speaking, Fatty Jin did not stop, put on a wide black robe, and walked straight to the back door of the auction venue.

As for the Golden Feather Guards, they also followed quietly.

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It was noon, and the sky was sunny.

To the north of Fengming Immortal City, about 2,000 miles away, the white-haired and white-bearded Nanli Venerable, dressed in a purple robe, was quietly flying at low altitude.

Not far behind him, there were more than a dozen masters with different clothes but cultivation levels above the Golden Core Stage, and dozens of Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, who also turned into escaping lights and followed quietly.

But everyone looked solemn, and from time to time they would vigilantly release their spiritual sense to guard the surroundings, as if they were secretly on guard against something.

There is no doubt that the people who came were the forces left in the Immortal City by the Bixiao Sword Sect, who escaped here by leaving the city in batches.

Even from the bulging storage bags on the waists of the people, it is not difficult to see that the escape of the Venerable Nanli was premeditated, and almost all the wealth in the Immortal City was swept away. Obviously, he was well prepared.

In this way, another cup of tea passed quickly.

However, just as everyone was secretly on guard, a large piece of golden light suddenly appeared in the sky ahead, rushing over with a fierce and murderous momentum, just blocking the way.

At the same time, a rebellious voice suddenly sounded in the air:

"May I ask Daoist Nanli, why are you in such a hurry? Where are you going?"

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