The three of them sat around, drinking tea and chatting.
Regarding Zhang Ke's performance in today's auction, Banjuan Zhenren and Sihai Zhenren were full of praise.
Although some talisman seeds were lost, a lot of treasures were brought back to the sect.
You must know that if you don't show determination, you won't be able to get so many treasures from the transaction.
When the transaction is completed in seven days, the sect's strength will surely increase a lot.
It should be noted that these 3,600 merit instruments are not easy to refine.
The required materials would not have been assembled if Tiantai Shanfang City had not collected them this time.
The three of them were a little reluctant to give away half of the treasures of heaven, materials and earth.
Zhang Kedao: "I hope our sect can be promoted to the sixth grade sect as soon as possible. Strength is the foundation!"
Master Sihai sighed: "It's easier said than done! There are still more than sixty years until the sect is promoted to a higher level and the ban is lifted."
"According to the new rules, even if all the requirements are met by then, we will still have to compete with the established sixth-grade sect!"
"It's not easy!"
Hanjuan Zhenren nodded.
In a few decades, when the sect advances, there will definitely be a fight between dragons and tigers!
Zhang Ke looked at half a roll of real people and suddenly remembered something.
"Uncle Master! Disciple, do you want to ask someone for advice?"
Banjuan Zhenren has a clear appearance and a gentle temperament, with a gentle and jade-like temperament.
After hearing Zhang Ke's words, he asked curiously: "Would you like to hear the details?"
"I wonder if my uncle recognizes my uncle Jinghong?"
Banjuan Zhenren was a little surprised and looked Zhang Ke up and down.
"Do you recognize Junior Brother Jinghong?"
He asked.
Zhang Ke nodded: "In the past, I had the opportunity to enter the Chuanfa Pavilion and have a chance encounter with Master Jinghong."
Banjuan Zhenren was thinking and suddenly remembered something.
"Could it be that you are the disciple who chose the "first attack" secret method back then?"
Zhang Ke smiled and nodded.
Half Juan Zhenren chuckled twice.
"Haha! Junior Brother Jinghong often told me that decades ago he persuaded a Taoist disciple to choose a secret technique that no one could learn."
"For this reason, he often felt a little regretful, and he also specifically told me to hand something over to him if I encountered him."
"It's something I promised back then!"
After saying that, he reached out and looked for it in his space wrist wheel.
He rarely goes out, so most of his things are kept at home.
After searching for a while, I couldn't find it.
"I guess I'll keep it at home. You can go to my place when you're done."
Zhang Ke shook his head: "I agreed with Uncle Jinghong at that time that once you learn it, you don't have to change it!"
"By the way, Master Jinghong, he..."
Banjuan Zhenren smiled and said: "Don't get me wrong, Junior Brother Jinghong is very good."
"It's just that his place is special and there are few opportunities to come out, so he asked me to help him!"
Zhang Ke breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Uncle Jinghong was gone?
He opened his mouth and said: "I will definitely visit my uncle when I have the opportunity. I'm afraid I don't have much time recently!"
"When Master Uncle Wang Yang comes, I'm going to leave here for a while!"
Just as he was talking, a roar of laughter came from outside the door.
Then the door opened and Wang Yang walked in.
"Haha! Zhang Ke! What do you want from me?"
Tiantai Shanfang Market has been open for eight days, bringing more wealth and resources to the sect than those accumulated over ten years of hard work.
It is foreseeable that Tiantai Shanfang City will definitely become the pocketbook of Xiantian Yiqizong.
As the director here, Master Wang Yang has risen with the tide, and his status in the sect is far higher than before.
For this leader who planned the market single-handedly and has super abilities.
He admired and was close to her in his heart.
Zhang Ke smiled slightly: "I was about to say goodbye to my uncle, now the market is on the right track."
"There is no point in being here, disciple. It happens that a friend needs help and needs to leave for a while!"
Master Wang Yang said "Oh".
"That's right. Do you need uncle's help?"
Zhang Ke smiled and shook his head.
"Okay, if you have anything to do, just come to Uncle Master!"
Zhang Ke chatted with the three of them for a few more words, said goodbye, stood up and left.
Master Ban Juan looked at Master Wang Yang reluctantly.
He teased: "Looking at you like that, you might have thought that the Taoist companion had run away?"
Master Wang Yang sighed and shook his head.
"Senior brother, I don't know something. This Ke is not around, and I suddenly feel unsure and empty!"
Master Banjuan and Master Sihai looked at each other and couldn't help laughing loudly.
The night is already deep.
The sixth floor of the terrace.
Zhang Ke came to Qingmei Gate and saw darkness inside.
After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and was about to leave.
Suddenly, through the window lattice, a bright light ignited.
"Is it Zhang Ke?"
Qingmei's voice came from the room.
"Ahem! Well! Exactly! Well...I'll come see you tomorrow!"
He answered somewhat stutteringly.
"Hold on!"
Then I heard Qingmei whisper: "Lan Ying! Lan Ying! Get up and get dressed!"
"Ouch! Where are my clothes?"
Lan Ying's Nunuo voice sounded.
Several scenes that were inappropriate for children suddenly flashed through Zhang Ke's mind.
My heart skipped a beat, I felt my heart beat a little faster, and I couldn't help but have random thoughts in my mind.
After a while, the door creaked open.
The green-browed man came out with his hair disheveled. He seemed to be wearing only a small coat underneath and a large cloak wrapped around his body.
All the exquisite silhouettes are revealed.
"Gudu!"
Zhang Ke swallowed his saliva dissatisfiedly.
"come in!"
"Ah?...Oh!"
Zhang Ke entered the room with a hint of apprehension.
Lan Ying was dozing off in front of the table with a confused look on her face!
Zhang Ke is a little strange. He has known Lan Ying for many years, but his level has been improving.
In other respects he looks like an ordinary person.
It's time to eat, it's time to sleep, it's not like a monk at all.
Sitting at the table, Zhang Ke picked up the tea and took a sip.
Apologizing: "I came to see you so late, I'm a little disturbed!"
"I just fell asleep, it doesn't matter!"
"The Tiantai Shanfang City was very successful and the auction was also very good. Congratulations!"
She looked at Zhang Ke with a smile.
"There have been a lot of things going on in our school these days, and I haven't had time to talk to you and Lan Ying. I'm really sorry!"
Lan Ying said impatiently: "Oh! Why are you two so polite?
If you’re talking about this, then go back quickly, I’m already dozing off!”
Zhang Ke and Qingmei were startled at first, then chuckled together.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The long-standing gap was instantly eliminated with laughter.
Zhang Ke got straight to the point and asked: "Qingmei! Are you in trouble?"
Qingmei knew that Zhang Ke was hosting the auction today, and he obviously came over after finishing the auction matters.
I must have kept this in mind.
Lan Ying chuckled, her eyes turning into crescent moons.
"You have some conscience, you still remember this!"
"Zhang Ke! We are being bullied by bad guys! You have to help us!"
Lan Ying said pitifully.
Qingmei saw Zhang Ke turning to face her.
He said softly: "I want to kill a soul!"
Zhang Ke said "Oh": "When will we do it?"
Lan Ying exclaimed in surprise: "Zhang Ke! Don't you even ask why?"
Zhang Ke smiled and said nothing.
That year, when he was wrongly accused, everyone was shaken and did not believe in him.
Only Qingmei took advantage of her reputation without reservation and risked her life to help herself.
Do I need to explain anything else?
Qingmei was a little surprised by Zhang Ke's answer.
She knew Zhang Ke would help her, but she didn't expect that he would not even ask.
Feeling a little moved in my heart, I stared at Zhang Ke's face for a while.
Suddenly said: "Zhang Ke! I seem to really like you!"
Her words are as sharp as her sword, and they always hit the point.
"Cough cough cough!"
Zhang Ke almost coughed out the tea in his mouth.
His heart was pounding and he blurted out: "Qingmei! Me too...me too...!"
Suddenly, Ding Xiaoxiao's appearance flashed through his mind, and he retracted the words he blurted out.
His mind was in a mess, and he suddenly realized.
I don't know when I fell in love with two women.
He was at a loss as to whether he was the legendary "scumbag"!
The vocabulary learned in this dream suddenly emerged.
what to do?
Give up Ding Xiaoxiao and choose Qingmei!
Or choose Qingmei and give up Ding Xiaoxiao!
I feel reluctant to give up one of them.
This is a choice he absolutely doesn't want to make.
He murmured: "Only elementary school students make choices, adults all want it!"
Lan Ying asked curiously: "What elementary school student? What do you want?"
Zhang Ke came back to his senses and laughed.
A dark cloud dispersed in my heart.
Maybe I have been aware of this problem for a long time, but have always chosen to avoid it.
Now that he has made up his mind, he will naturally not hesitate.
"Qingmei! I like you too!"
The tone is gentle, but it reveals firmness!
As for how Qingmei and Ding Xiaoxiao will get along in the future, that is a matter for the future. At most, you can just work harder.
"Wow!"
Lan Ying opened her mouth with envy.
Qingmei's face turned slightly red, her words were sincere.
She knew that Zhang Ke had always liked another person.
But that’s her character. If she likes it, she’ll say it.
Seeing Zhang Ke's words, she suddenly understood that Zhang Ke also liked her.
But his hesitant movements were obviously thinking of that woman.
I feel a little sad!
Never mind him, just like him.
As for whether he likes me or not, I will slowly figure it out.
Then Zhang Ke's performance surprised her.
I didn't expect Zhang Ke to speak directly.
Qingmei smiled slyly: "What about your senior sister?"
Zhang Ke also risked his life and said shamelessly: "I like them all! I won't leave you anyway!"
A scumbag will be a scumbag!
Qingmei was a little speechless and said: "You are quite capable. You have two boats. Tomorrow I will go to Ding Xiaoxiao to ask clearly."
Zhang Keqi said: "Qingmei! Aren't you angry?"
Qingmei chuckled lightly.
"I am determined to be on the road, but walking alone is a bit lonely. It's also a good thing to have more than one person!"
Zhang Ke said with a shy face: "I knew Qingmei was the best!"
Lan Ying couldn't stand the disgusting look of the two of them and shuddered.
"Oh! We still have business to do! I want to bite my ears and give you a chance!"
"Ha ha!"
Zhang Keqian laughed, a little embarrassed.
"That's right! Which one do you want to kill?"
Qingmei touched her somewhat hot face and took a breath to calm down.
"Deng Fengshan!"
Zhang Ke thought about it carefully and couldn't remember which sect it belonged to.
Qingmei explained: "Deng Fengshan, nicknamed "Blood-devouring True Monarch", is not a monk in this area!"
"This person practices the magic technique "Blood Nerve" and can transform into 48,000 Blood God Sons! He is extremely powerful!"
"In addition, it may be because of practicing demonic skills that my mind is not very clear!"
"Nowadays, most human emotions have been lost, and they are only interested in women!"
Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows and remained silent as Qingmei continued to speak.
"I guess he may have accidentally entered this domain when he was fighting with people in the southern domain!"
"Maybe he escaped after being beaten!"
Zhang Ke was a little surprised: "How did he get here?"
This is very important. If there is such a passage connecting the two domains, then this place must be controlled.
Qingmei shook his head: "It's not clear yet!"
Zhang Ke pondered for a moment and asked: "Besides the Blood God Son, what other practices does he have?"
"I have fought with him several times, and he also has a magic of blood shadow and Xuanyin Demonic Flame!"
"There is also a spell that can turn ordinary monks into blood slaves!"
Zhang Ke pondered: "What are the characteristics of these spells?"
Lan Ying shouted from the side: "It's so awesome. Because I dragged senior sister down, I almost got caught by the bad guy last time."
Qingmei chuckled and said: "Without you, I don't know where I would have gone?"
Thinking of her crazy look, the two of them wanted to laugh.
Qingmei said sternly: "The "blood nerve" cultivated by Deng Fengshan is very scary. It is said that it was passed down by the devil from outside the territory."
"The Blood God Son is a transformed, unconscious puppet that requires blood sacrifice!"
"Deng Fengshan has 48,000 Blood God Sons, and there may be hundreds of thousands of blood sacrifices!"
Zhang Ke was shocked and lost his voice: "Hundreds of thousands of people?"
Qingmei nodded: "At least!"
A wave of hatred rose in Zhang Ke's heart.
Qingmei continued: "Although the Blood God Son is a puppet, he is not bad in strength. He is powerful, fast, and is not afraid of death."
"And it can be improved by sucking blood. It is the enemy of all living things!"
"If you are bitten by it, if you cannot withstand the erosion of the blood poison, you will turn into the son of the blood god."
"And the most terrifying thing is that the Blood God Son can also be used as a carrier, and he is connected with Deng Fengshan!"
"After Deng Fengshan's body is damaged, he can regenerate in any Blood God Son!"
Zhang Ke understands that demonic techniques have always been extremely weird, but this is the first time he has heard of such a terrifying technique.
Qingmei continued: "There is also the Blood Shadow Dafa. I have consulted an expert and learned that this Dafa practice is extremely cruel!"
"You need to peel off all your skin and flesh, and then melt yourself away bit by bit. The process is very painful!"
"Until I finally turn myself into a blood shadow that gathers and disperses as desired!"
"When attacking, the speed is as fast as lightning!"
"As long as you hit any living being, you can transform and absorb its flesh and blood, and at the same time, you can hide it in that person's body!"
"And when he attacks another person, the original person will only leave a piece of human skin."
"..."
Zhang Ke took a breath, so terrifying and weird.
"As for the Xuanyin Demonic Flame, it is an extremely polluting and sinister flame."
"As long as it gets a little bit of it, it will burn out the life like a maggot attached to the bone!"
"The most terrifying thing is the magic dyeing technique, which can quietly transform monks into obedient blood slaves!"
Zhang Ke murmured: "How scary!"
Qingmei nodded and told her experience.
"Do you still remember what happened in Zhongzhou that year?"
Zhang Ke was stunned: "Zhongzhou?"
"Yeah! About fifty years ago, there were rumors that there was an invasion of foreign evil spirits in Zhongzhou!"
Zhang Ke thought carefully and suddenly remembered something.
More than fifty years ago, he learned that Ding Xiaoxiao was in trouble overseas and wanted to rescue him.
But the Kyushu teleportation array was closed at that time. The reason seemed to be that there was an invasion of foreign enemies in Zhongzhou, so we had to rush there.