Author: Yaluo

A few hours later, Lu Yunze and others appeared at the gate of Tianji Pavilion, turned their heads with a smile on their faces and waved goodbye to the silver-robed monk.

The silver-robed monk was so moved that he burst into tears and kept waving his hands. He only returned to the Tianji Pavilion with a pale face after watching the three of them leave.

Lu Yunze strode forward, holding a jade slip in his hand, and his smile became more kind.

The method of fixed wandering space plus a Tianji Mansion made a total of 1.5 million spirit stones, and most of them were deducted by Lu Yunze using the Galatrons who were pressing the warehouse. The other party was very happy and also provided a set of space folding technology for Tianji Mansion plus two kilograms of Wuyu Spirit Tea.

Lu Yunze was quite satisfied with this transaction, and the other party looked very satisfied. Anyway, the smile on everyone's faces had never been gone, and when talking about the gift, the other party was so moved that tears were almost coming out.

While holding the jade slip in his hand, Lu Yunze walked out of despicable steps on the street, with a smile on his face that could not be suppressed.

The pedestrians around looked at each other, but after sensing the cultivation of the three of them, they immediately looked away.

The three of them arrived almost smoothly in front of Baoguang Hall.

This is a huge palace that looks extremely ancient and divided into three floors, each floor is more than twenty feet high, and it looks like a giant tower.

At the entrance of the hall, several monks from the Foundation Establishment Stage were guarding there, prohibiting ordinary monks from entering the hall, as if they were already preparing for the auction.

Lu Yunze glanced at it, remembered the surrounding terrain, and then turned around and left.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a loud argument in his ear.

Lu Yunze looked in the sound and saw a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and a calm temperament surrounded by several monks, looking at everyone with an angry look on his face.

This middle-aged man also has the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, and his aura is restrained and pure, and his skills are obviously good. But the other few people are not fuel-efficient.

Two of them were monks and Taoists. The old Taoists were gray-haired and rosy in their faces, but they looked like they were furious. The monk looked middle-aged, with an ugly face, a nose that looked unhappy.

Both of them have mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation that is not inferior to middle-aged people. Behind them, there is a young man in the middle-stage stage of the elixir pointing at the middle-aged man and sternly saying: "Two seniors, this person has killed the family master!"

The middle-aged man's expression became even more gloomy. His eyes swept over the two of them in turn, and he snorted coldly with disdain: "Two fellow Taoists, should they also frame Li like this person?"

The old Taoist snorted coldly and said in a stern manner: "Fellow Taoist should understand that Jinxi Fang City strictly prohibits monks from casting spells in the Fang City. If there is any violation, they will be chased by the three major Taoist sects and the four Buddha sects behind the Fang City. Now that this fellow Taoist accused you of killing fellow Taoist Xiao, I will ask for any questions."

Although he didn't say it seriously, looking at the cold face of the old Taoist, you know that this matter might not be so easy to pass.

The middle-aged monk on the side added with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Li, my responsibilities are here, so please be considerate. Since this fellow Taoist accused Fellow Daoist Li and there is enough evidence, we cannot assume that nothing has happened."

"Evidence? What evidence?" The middle-aged monk sneered and asked disdainfully.

The middle-aged monk's face darkened, and then he waved his hand with a smile on his face.

The monk Jiedan understood the gods and quickly took out a yellow wooden block with a faint light, and said in a heavy tone: "This is Mu Kui Dun of the family master, who was cut into pieces by this person's sword. I could see clearly that it was a golden flying sword."

"Hmph! Joke! What is this evidence? Just by just one-sided words, can you dare to slander a Nascent Soul monk?" the middle-aged monk asked back with a sneer.

When the middle-aged monk heard this, his face did not change at all. Instead, he smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist I don't know that there is a red-light beast under him. This beast has no other magical powers, but it is very sensitive to spiritual energy. Even the remaining spiritual energy can be quickly distinguished and found the source. As long as the monk releases this beast and smells it, it will be known immediately."

The middle-aged monk's face suddenly became gloomy. He curled his lips and smiled coldly, "Hmph! You two are so active in supporting this person, I'm afraid it's not just to maintain the order of Jinxifang City?"

The old Taoist face darkened when he heard this, and he said coldly: "If fellow Taoist does not dare, then go with us."

The middle-aged monk's face was gloomy, his eyes glanced around with a faint look, and he sneered: "Why don't you dare? But if you can't prove that this matter has nothing to do with me, so what? Am I going to be framed by you for such a reason?"

A gloomy look flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes and asked coldly: "What? From what fellow Taoist said, are you threatening us?"

"Threat?" the middle-aged monk sneered and said disdainfully: "What if it's a threat? I don't have other magical powers, but I'm a little proficient in escape techniques. Even if the two of you take action together, coupled with the restrictions in Jinxifang City, you're still 60% or 70% sure to escape. But after that, don't blame Li for his unscrupulous measures to deal with the two and the two sects. I'm alone, I'm not afraid of the few taking revenge on the other side."

As the middle-aged monk spoke, a layer of crystal clear green light suddenly rose from his face strangely, and two gloomy cold lights shot out from his eyes.

The middle-aged monk and the old Taoist suddenly changed color, and two spiritual lights of gold and silver were lit on their bodies, and they looked at the middle-aged monk with a fierce look.

At this time, other cultivators such as Jiedan Foundation Building who noticed this situation swept through the cultivation level of several people, and their colors suddenly disappeared, and no one dared to stay nearby to watch.

Near the Stone Hall, there were only a few of them left in a blink of an eye, and some attics also opened protection restrictions as if they were facing a great enemy.

A monk and a Taoist look at all different colors on the surface, but suddenly felt a little regretful.

This person is not only a casual cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but also looks vindictive. This difficult character is the enemy that major sects try hard to avoid provoking. Now, the two of them have been put on fire with just a moment of thought, and it is difficult to step down.

After pondering for a moment, the middle-aged monk suddenly said with a smile: "If the little monk's Red Beast cannot find the fellow Taoist body along the traces of spiritual energy, it proves that this person is deliberately slandering fellow Taoist. Naturally, we will not let him go easily. To apologize, we are willing to pay a spiritual stone to fellow Taoist, or agree to fellow Taoist's unduly request to express our apology."

The middle-aged monk glanced at him expressionlessly, and sneered: "Okay, come over there."

After saying this, the middle-aged monk took the initiative to dissipate the protective light from his body, looking extremely cooperative.

The monks and the old Taoist were both surprised to see this, but now they can't let them think too much. The middle-aged monk immediately slapped the bag of spirit beasts on his waist, and a red little beast that looked like a rabbit suddenly shot out and landed in the monk's palm.

As soon as the little beast appeared, it buried its head in its arms, shrinking into a ball of hair, trembling and motionless.

The middle-aged monk looked shocked and was about to cast a spell to urge him, but suddenly felt the huge pressure behind him.

He turned his head slowly, and a level nine dragon grinned at him.
Chapter completed!