Qinglian smiled and said: "Isn't this good for him? He has given up his worries and cut off the cause and effect, so his cultivation speed will naturally be faster."
"It's just that I took advantage of Ye Xuance, acted as a showman and acted as an official, and all the benefits were taken by him!" Patriarch Jin frowned.
"Are there any benefits?"
Qinglian sneered and said: "This is not a benefit to Lu Xuanji. If you give up one and become two, you can sleep together and be hugged on both sides. Isn't that what men are good at?"
Patriarch Jin was silent.
But many times, silence is the answer.
"Jin Xi, you should understand that we have no way out. If we want revenge, we can't have too much love as children!" Qinglian said: "Love, for us, is not only luxurious but also superfluous and useless.
Those opponents have never given up their pursuit of the remnants of the Jin family!"
"Maybe, tomorrow, a Nascent Soul Daxiu will come to Ziyang Mountain and exterminate us. If you have anything to do with him, you will harm him!"
"I see!"
Jin Xi said.
"Jin Xi, you don't understand at all!" Qinglian sneered: "After breaking through the golden elixir, your life span is 1,200 years. But because of that incident, your life span has been directly changed to 800 years, and you have to make some calculations.
The thing has been damaged for three hundred years, plus your bone age is more than three hundred years old, and you have less than two hundred years left to live!"
"It will be so difficult to break through the ninth level in less than two hundred years!"
"If you don't break through the ninth revolution, why do you want to take revenge?"
Jin Xi said: "He has outstanding talents and unparalleled qualifications. If he grows up, he can help us get revenge! He is the reincarnation of a god!"
Hearing this, Qinglian fell silent, and said after a long time: "He was once an incarnation of a god. After his death, he was reincarnated and re-cultivated. He may be faster than ordinary monks, and his combat power is much stronger than that of monks in the same realm. But if there are no resources, there is no
It is still difficult for a strong person to protect the Tao and become a god again!"
"We can give him a certain amount of investment, but we don't have many resources!"
"This is natural!"
Jin Xi nodded.
At this moment, the token on his waist rang.
News came from Long Xuan.
[Miss, I lost you, Lu Xuanji disappeared. 】
Jin Xi was slightly surprised when she saw the news.
[Disappeared, how could you disappear! You are a half-step golden elixir, how could you lose track of a foundation-building monk?]
[I don’t know either. He walked out of the Danyang Sect, paid homage to Ye Linglong, and then disappeared.]
Jin Xi's heart was slightly confused.
Qinglian instead said: "It's normal to lose track of him. Because he is the reincarnation of a god. No one knows how many cards he has and how many killer moves he has. Everything that happens is natural."
In her eyes, the power of the transformed spirit cannot be estimated by just a mere golden elixir.
[Come back, there is no need to protect him!]
[Why is this? He is just building a foundation, it is not safe outside]
[On the way to the rise of a strong man, there are bound to be various dangers. No one can practice hard in seclusion and become invincible. Come back! He has his own way and his destiny.]
Jin Xi responded.
【Come back!】
…
The wind was blowing, and Lu Xuanji threw away Long Xuan and the protector on the road.
There is no trace of this person on [Baidu Map].
Then, closing [Baidu Map] and leaving it open for a long time is too much for my body.
"Xiaoxue is gone, Linglong is dead, am I a little bit harsh on my wife, two Taoists in a row have met unknown fate!"
Lu Xuanji smiled bitterly and was speechless.
I was in a bad mood and didn't want to go home or practice.
Started outside, wandering aimlessly.
Walking casually, a city appeared in front of me. This city was called Jiulongfang City, and it was a city directly under the Danyang Sect.
Holding back his breath, he arrived at the gate of Fangshi.
On the stone tablet in front of the door, there was an aura flashing, probing his identity.
In the city, it is forbidden for demon cultivators to enter, it is forbidden for demon cultivators to enter, and it is forbidden for monks listed on the wanted order to enter.
After confirming that the aura was correct, the stone tablet restrained its aura.
Lu Xuanji entered the city.
This market seems to be quite lively. There are various stalls on both sides of the street. There are monks displaying spiritual minerals, spiritual talismans, jade slips, elixirs, etc. for sale at will.
A monk came up and asked about the price, and then kept haggling, and the owner of the small business kept responding.
Both sides of the street seemed very lively.
Lu Xuanji looked at it casually. The monks setting up the stalls were mainly in the Qi training period.
There are very few foundation-building monks setting up stalls anymore.
Because after reaching Foundation Establishment, one is considered to be a middle-to-upper-class figure in the world of cultivation. Whether it is joining some cultivating families to become guest ministers, or directly opening a cultivating family, it is a good way out. There is no need to set up stalls on the roadside to sell some items.
I searched, searched, and took a general look at the stall.
The items for sale are mainly cheap elixirs, low-level talismans, low-level exercises, low-level monsters, etc. Most of them are of uneven quality, and there are many fakes among them. There are also some items that were found in tombs.
They were searched among them, or found in some ancient caves.
I spent half a day wandering on the street, trying to pick up things and find some opportunities.
As a result, after walking for half a day, I encountered many strange encounters and encountered many fakes.
Then, I started to enter some stores and started asking.
Among these shops, there are Baiyang rice, hemostatic pills, Tianling pills, etc., as well as first-grade spiritual weapons, second-grade spiritual weapons, etc. The quantity and quality of the products are better than those at street stalls.
There are a lot of them, and there are basically no fakes. However, the price is one to two levels higher than the stalls outside.
The product is aimed at the crowd, mainly casual cultivators, and is aimed at lower-level Qi-training monks.
As for casual cultivators, the most needed Foundation Building Pill is not available on the counters of many stores.
At this point, many stores seem to have a tacit understanding.
Foundation Building Pill is a strategic material.
Many families only dislike too much and not too much. Even if they don't need it, they can sell it to other families to earn favors.
After walking, we arrived in front of Wanbao Tower.
This is a chamber of commerce established by the Zifu family. There is a small auction every three years and a major auction every thirty years.
When the big auction occurs, there will be Zifu Pills, Pure Yang Pills, third-grade spiritual weapons, third-grade spiritual talismans, third-grade formations, etc., and there will be Zifu monks coming to barter.
The small auction held every three years is much duller. The items sold are mainly items useful to Qi training monks and foundation building monks.
"It's interesting, why don't you go in and take a look!"
Lu Xuanji made up his mind.
…
Three days later, Wanbao Tower’s triennial auction began.
The moment Lu Xuanji showed the Danyang Order, he was immediately warmly received by a maid. He climbed up to the private room on the second floor and looked down at everything.
There are about twenty such private rooms.
If it were a conference held every thirty years, only the Zifu monks could enter it, but now the Foundation Establishment monks could enter it.
Lu Xuanji was sitting in a private room, and with his spiritual perception, only five of the twenty private rooms were occupied, while the rest were empty.
This auction seemed very deserted.
Looking down again, Qi-training monks were crowded together, about three hundred people, sitting in the living room on the first floor. Some of them wore masks, and some simply showed their true colors.
At this moment, a female foundation-building cultivator walked onto the stage, with a graceful figure, graceful curves, and a hint of coercion, and said: "The auction begins now!"
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