Yimu Jinyundou

Wei Long held the little ginseng spirit, and a little toad lay on his left shoulder, followed by a big and thick cow. The white clouds under his feet supported them and flew quickly towards the direction of Youjiafang City. The magic weapon circulating in the Void Immortal Palace has only emerged now.

Moreover, the man from Huangqi has also tracked down the country of Nanwu. Wei Long's first reaction is that this guy wants to lure him out. It is estimated that he cannot sense his position through another half of the exquisite jade bi in the past thousand years. He is already anxious. Now he may have tracked down his head from Nanwu and wants to lure him out.

Wei Long didn't want the other party to involve Qianfu Sect in, and he even brought Nanwu Kingdom not far away. Now he had to go over and check the specific situation in person. The Void Immortal Palace was opened a thousand years ago. Wei Long guessed that only Cansheng would gain something. After this guy was humiliated, he didn't know how to deal with the remaining masters of Baolong Kingdom. Killing people to silence him is the most likely.

Looking at the shadow of Youjiafang City from afar, Wei Long drove the clouds to the ground and walked towards Youjiafang City from the ground. The other party was good at playing this trick. He first sent someone to wander around Nanwu Kingdom, and even tracked down Qianfu Sect. Then he released the magic weapon obtained from the Void Immortal Palace. If Wei Long was hiding in the dark, he would definitely jump out by himself.

Wei Long had to appear, but Wei Long knew clearly that the other party could even abandon his incarnation at any time, and his subordinates regarded him as an ant. The ban on the Nanwu Kingdom probably did not have much deterrence to him. It would be absolutely easy to send people to the Nanwu Kingdom to destroy one or two sects. Wei Long didn't want to bet, and he didn't want the place where he came when he first came would become a place of war.

Looking at Youjiafang City in the distance, a thousand years have passed. Although the scale has not increased much and is still a hundred miles away, it seems even more lively. From time to time, I see rays of light falling from afar to the gate of Youjiafang City. Everyone consciously no longer fly over it, and there are several masters from the God Transformation Stage hidden in the sky above it.

Wei Long sighed lightly. People from thousands of years ago were probably gone. I remembered that he appeared in Youjiafang City a thousand years ago. Even the other party’s head did not recognize him. I guess those acquaintances had ascended or left. He said intimately: “It’s my turn, it’s my old friend. Try not to take action here again this time!”

Walking to an entrance on the edge of the market, two young monks from the Dan-stage stage charged the entry fee there. The two young monks looked at Wei Long holding a bare-butt child in an incongruous manner, and a pet spirit beast lying on his shoulders. Although they couldn't see clearly in their cultivation, they did not have the oppressive power of the masters of the God Transformation Stage. Although they were slandered in their hearts, they saw the big bull behind Wei Long, who was full of pressure and looked at Wei Long respectfully and pointed his hand at Wei Long, saying: "Welcome to Youjia Fangcheng!"

Wei Long smiled secretly, waved his hand, threw down a top-grade spirit stone, and took the big bull into the market. The two young monks behind him secretly sent a message: "Which sect is the second generation ancestor of which sect, but this guard is probably a master in the God Transformation Stage..."

Before he finished speaking, another person interrupted him by voice: "Why do you care about so much? It's not our business anyway. This move is really generous. The entry fee for a low-grade spirit stone actually gave a high-grade spirit stone, which is much more generous than those second-generation ancestors, 10,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

Wei Long shook his head gently. The transmission of the two young monks was no different from Wei Long's face. He suddenly moved in his heart. Second-generation ancestor? Are there many second-generation ancestors here? Do you look like second-generation ancestors? After looking at him, he was wearing a blue Taoist robe, holding a little doll, carrying a pet, and a very intimidating guard behind him. It turned out that he really looked like a second-generation ancestor.

Wei Long suddenly said to Da Niu: "Go and bring that guy here!" He pointed to the last guard. Da Niu walked over without any hesitation and lifted the two whispering guards over. Wei Long threw out a top-grade spirit stone and said casually: "I heard that there are magic weapons circulating in the auction of Void Immortal Palace here. Where is it? Take me here!"

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, put away the spirit stone, smiled, and said, "It turns out that seniors came for the magic weapon of the Void Immortal Palace. Please take you here!" As he said that, he reached out to Wei Long and led Wei Long to the market ahead.

The people around him who had not yet attracted Wei Long's inappropriate look, and some even spat: "Tsk! Another second-generation ancestor!" Seeing Wei Long walking away, no one was paying too much attention. Recently, there were many second-generation ancestors here, and there were a lot of people who could show off their makeup, and no one would pay attention to him at all.

Wei Long followed the young man and said in a slight smile: "It seems that the second generation ancestor is not enough, but this is good, it is ignored, but no one will provoke you at will!" Looking at the careful young man in front of him, Wei Long said: "When will the magic weapon in the Void Immortal Palace start auctioning?"

The young man turned around and smiled, saying, "Go to senior, I started auctioning three months ago, two pieces a month!" Then he saw Wei Long's undeniable look and realized that he had misunderstood. He hurriedly said, "I will start auctioning a new piece at noon today!"

Wei Long nodded slightly, and the young man continued to lead the way ahead. Wei Long thought for a while. Three months ago, it was probably when the people from Huangqi Kingdom fell frequently in Nanwu Kingdom. It seemed that the other party was betting to see if he could lead him out. Three months should be almost at the limit.

There was nothing to say all the way, the young man took Wei Long to a large auction hall, talked to the guards at the door before saying embarrassedly, "Senior, I'm so embarrassed. The private rooms are all full. Now there is only the lobby. How about a seat in the front row for you?"

Wei Long smiled indifferently. This guy really thought he was the kind of guy who was piled up with spiritual medicine. When he entered the hall, Wei Long threw out a top-grade spirit stone to send the young man away, and went to a certain seat in the front row, and the big bull sat next to him.

A faint purple light flashed in his eyes, and Wei Long glanced around, and even the covered boxes on the second and third floors could clearly see it. Then, Wei Long closed his eyes and rested, and said intimately: "The eighteen masters of the God Transformation Stage who manifested the soul and the three masters of the Return to Void Stage, but they are all sects of the Baolong Kingdom. They did not find the people from Huangqi, nor did they find the incarnation of that person. They will no longer be here. Let's wait for this auction to come!"

Then his mind sank into the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, and an ancient scroll flashed in it. Wei Long felt his contractor. Yin Chen was still in the Immortal Palace in the Void, Wu Jizi was in the distant Sirius. Moreover, the total number of contractors under Wu Jizi's subordinates had reached thousands of people like the diffusion of the root system. Greedy Wolf absorbed the power of stars on the moon to practice, and this guy even reached the level of an immortal beast.

The last contractor, Lan Fenghuang, was still in the Void Immortal Palace at this moment. Unlike other contractors, Wei Long did not open any information about the contractor to her. At the beginning, he signed a contract to force him to use the power of the contract to return after he died. This contract is really domineering. Wei Long just thought that there was no such contract, but now his cultivation level is not enough to be lifted. It is quietly lifted when he reaches the high point of his cultivation level.

Just as Wei Long closed his eyes and rested, an old man walked up on the high platform in the hall, and the auction items were loosened. Wei Long slowly opened his eyes. On the platform, the old man had already begun to explain the auction items this time: "This auction item is called Yi Wood Jinyundou, which is a defensive magic weapon, a medium-grade treasure weapon, which is the best for female cultivator to use. Not only is the defense amazing, but it is also beautiful in style, it also has an Yi Wood Transformation Array, and the energy source continuously repairs the body's trauma. The starting price is 10,000 yuan, and the price must not be less than 1,000 yuan in high-grade spirit stones each time it increases!"

Wei Long looked at the magic weapon floating in the air in the high platform. It looked like a square scarf with snow-white body, with strange green patterns printed on it, and a trace of precious light flowed. It was indeed a rare wood-attributed magic weapon, and it had the effect of healing.

However, Wei Long was really not interested in this kind of thing that women use. He came here just to find clues. People around him had already started to shout prices frequently, and several people in the private rooms on the second and third floors began to shout prices, and the price soared to the price of 300,000 top-grade spirit stones.

Just as Wei Long was observing the surroundings secretly, he suddenly felt the little guy in his arms shaking his clothes. When he looked down, Wei Long laughed silently. The little ginseng spirit pouted his mouth and looked at the Yimu Jinyundou, looking at Wei Long pitifully, and his chubby little hands grabbed Wei Long's clothes and kept shaking.

Wei Long chuckled and whispered: "Little guy, do you want that?"

Little ginseng spirit looked at Wei Long with tears in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice as if extremely disappointed: "That was mine..."

Wei Long was suddenly stunned. He forgot where the little guy was before he went to the Netherworld. Calculate the time. The little guy just died recently and his spirit body was sucked into the Netherworld. Thinking of this, Wei Long no longer hesitated and whispered loudly: "Five hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

In an instant, the people around him looked over, and Wei Long realized that the other bidding had stopped. Only two people in the second floor box had snatched this thing. Wei Long smiled indifferently, so he would not care what these people thought. This thing was closely related to the little guy, so let's buy it first.
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