After swallowing the Soul-Evolving Spring Water, Chen Ping let out a sigh of relief.

This spring is colorless and tasteless, as light as ice water.

The ecstatic comfort it can bring is nothing less than a breakthrough in realm.

In an instant, the soul in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly surged.

The limit distance of the divine consciousness has reached 550 feet!

Compared with the six hundred feet of ordinary monks in the middle stage of foundation building, it is only weaker.

"You brat, you're so arrogant!"

Seeing Chen Ping drinking all the water from the Soul-Evolving Spring on the spot, Song Sheng's eyes were on fire and his dry face twitched unconsciously.

He has no use for this stuff, but his most favored concubine has not yet swallowed it.

Before coming to Fangshi, he had sworn to visit this spring and make the beauty smile.

Who knew that a qi-training monk actually cut off Hu.

When he thought of his concubine's unhappy appearance after returning empty-handed, Song Sheng couldn't help but feel angry.

"Heishuo, keep this boy's aura firmly in mind for me!"

Song Sheng's face was grim, and he opened the spirit beast bag, only to see a scaleless python sticking out its head and spitting a snake letter into the air.

Then, a wisp of red smoke as thin as a hair was inhaled into its nostrils.

"hiss"

The giant python shook its tail proudly.

"here you go!"

Song Sheng laughed strangely, grabbed a piece of dried monster meat, and threw it to the python monster.

Although the wind-shooting python he raised was only at the first level, it had a particularly keen sense of smell.

Within a hundred miles, the auras of living beings captured by it cannot escape tracking.

He didn't dare to take action inside the city, but he didn't believe that this kid would huddle in Jinrui City for the rest of his life.

"hey-hey."

Noticing Song Sheng's vague gaze, Chen Ping sneered in his heart, and then closed his eyes calmly.

…

Within the next day, all the remaining thirty-nine ordinary auction items were sold.

"It's just an auction. Did the Jin family spend so much money?"

Looking at the center of the pool, Chen Ping had a strange expression on his face.

After the ordinary auction, the Jin family did not hold the finale auction immediately, but instead invited Xie Wanyi to the stage.

Moreover, the attendant also distributed a plate of fragrant, crispy and soft spiritual food to everyone.

These pieces of purple potato cake contain a touch of spiritual power and should be of high value.

Although he felt something was wrong, Chen Ping did not delve into it.

The monks currently sitting in Qianxiu Hall represent hundreds of forces, large and small, and he doesn't believe that the Jin family dares to have any thoughts.

…

At the end of the corridor on the second floor, there is a large box on the left.

The entire box was wrapped in two layers of silver-shining shields.

A group of solemn-looking monks gathered around a round table and were talking in low voices.

Seven men and three women, all have a blood-red word "gold" tattooed on the sleeves of their Taoist robes. 嘘戅variety literature戅

Those embroidered with red and gold are family elders.

In other words, there are now ten foundation-building monks from the Jin clan gathered here!

Including Jin Wufang, who acted as the auctioneer, and Jin Bihan, who was in the back hall, were all listed.

This seemed extremely strange.

There are only twelve foundation builders in the Jin family.

Doesn't such a large family, such as the Treasure Pavilion, the Ancestral Hall and other core places, need the protection of high-level powers?

"Second brother, is there any news from Ancestor?"

Jin Wufang looked at the monk sitting at the head and said expectantly.

"Not yet, let's delay it for a while."

The person who answered him was an old man with gray hair and a boyish face. It was Jin Siheng, the second elder of the Jin clan who had appeared to warn Song Sheng before.

"There are only six items in the final auction, and we can delay it for another two days at most!"

A middle-aged man with a square face said.

He is Jin Liangji, the third elder of the family, who has cultivated in the late stage of foundation building.

"According to the plan we made, regardless of whether the Ancestor succeeds or not, the Immortal Seeking Alliance and Star Reaching Pavilion will be uprooted at the same time. The difference lies in the method used."

“The benefits of eradicating the root cause or just killing the culprit are very different.”

Jin Siheng patted the chair handle on one side and said in a gloomy tone.

"The ancestor's swordsmanship is superb, and it is rare to encounter an opponent at the same level. It should be safe, not to mention that there is a great elder who followed the ancestor."

When the Great Elder Jin Qizhong, Jin Liangji and others were mentioned, a hint of sadness appeared in their pupils.

"Before the Great Elder left, he had already mastered the magic needle. For the sake of the expansion of the family's hegemony, he was not afraid of death and sacrificed himself."

"He deserves to be remembered forever by us. One day, when we, the Jin clan, attack the Broken Star Gate, we will enshrine the great elder's tablet at the highest point of this sect."

Jin Siheng gritted his teeth and said decisively.

"Gong Lingshan from the Star-Zhaing Pavilion brought two foundation-building monks to attend the auction, as well as the Immortal Seeking Alliance, headed by Mu Yi, with a total of six foundation-building monks from both parties."

The atmosphere froze for a while before a black-crowned monk said seriously.

He is the fifth elder, Jin Tianhao, and the grandfather of Jin Chen, the manager of Quanyuan Paradise.

"That's enough, Mu Yi. Although we are in the realm of Great Perfection, the combat power of alchemists has always been slightly inferior to those of the same level. Tianhao and I are more than capable of defeating him."

Jin Liangji knocked on the table and continued: "The most difficult person to deal with is Gong Lingshan. The Tiansu Yunshui Jue she majors in is a Xuanpin technique. I am afraid that only the second brother can barely stop her."

"Leave Gong Lingshan under my control. Liangji, Tianhao and you two will deal with Mu Yi. The rest of you will first use all your strength to kill his minions, and finally we will work together to kill the enemy leader."

Jin Siheng said without thinking.

"Okay! Just listen to my second brother."

After a pause, Jin Tianhao said with a cautious expression: "There is another key variable that we must also consider."

"Excluding the three Jinrui families, there are more than twenty foundation-building monks from the Wang family, the Zou family, the Liu family, and several outer islands in the Qianxiu Hall."

"Although these forces usually bow to our Jin family, the Broken Star Gate has suppressed the surrounding sea areas for thousands of years, and it is still powerful."

"If Gong Lingshan is here to bewitch her, who can guarantee that they won't turn against each other?"

Jin Siheng's eyes narrowed and he said in agreement: "So, we still have to try to delay as much time as possible. If Gong Sihai falls, there will only be one Yuandan realm monk left in Broken Star Sect."

"At that time, with the ancestor's magical power, it will be a piece of cake to scare those idiots."

"We're almost done. Let's go down and host the final auction. Gong Lingshan is as smart as a fox. Don't let her see any flaws."

"Yes, second brother."

Jin Wufang nodded and walked downstairs, with a bright smile from the heart on his face.

This time, the family has declared war on the Broken Star Gate. To prevent the secret from being leaked, his Taoist companion has been imprisoned in a water prison by the order of ancestor Jin Zhaoheng in advance.

Over the years, he has endured enough of that woman's dominance.

Once this matter was settled, he planned to drive this Taoist monk from Broken Star Sect out of Jinrui Island, and then he could marry Li Miaoqi.

"My beautiful and charming body, I can enjoy it day and night. Miaoqi, wait for me." Xixi Variety Literature Xiuxi

Jin Wufang chanted repeatedly, took one step forward, and flew onto the stage.

"I'm sorry to keep you fellow Taoists waiting for a long time. All the eighty ordinary auction items have just been sold, and the finale auction is about to begin."
Chapter completed!