The face of the Holy Son Xunzhen changed slightly. He was a little incredulous that this ordinary cultivator with low cultivation level dared to compete with him for the last wing on the third floor of Leiyinbao Pavilion!
"This guest, please stay!"
"The third floor is not a place you can set foot on. If you want to trade treasures or entrust an auction, please just take a look on the second floor."
The female cultivator stepped forward gracefully and stopped Gu Feng.
There was a hint of disdain in her smile, and she stretched out her right hand as a gesture to ask Gu Feng to leave.
"Don't the rules of Leiyinbao Pavilion emphasize first-come, first-served?"
Gu Feng stopped, his eyes flickered, as if there were two sword-like red clouds shooting out, he stared at the female cultivator blocking the road in front of him, and scolded coldly: "Could it be that you people from Leiyin Pavilion only know how to treat people with dog eyes?"
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"you!"
The female cultivator's face turned red with anger. She was indeed looking down on others, but being exposed like this made her feel extremely ashamed and angry!
All the young geniuses looked surprised.
The Holy Son Xunzhen thought that this stupid young man dared to treat the female cultivator of Leiyinbao Pavilion like this. He did not go up to fight for her, but stopped in front, as if watching a show.
This group of cultivators looked at Gu Feng up and down.
Whether it's breath, state of mind, or clothing.
None of them could see that Gu Feng was the genius of a certain ancient temple, or even that Gu Feng was more like a casual cultivator or ascetic.
"If you want to enter the third level, you must be a descendant of the major ancient temples or a cultivator above the Zifu realm. Of course, if you, my guest, can get a treasure of level nine or above, you can also go up."
"The way you look at it, let alone the ninth-level treasures and above, even the ninth-level spiritual weapon, you can't get it out, right?" The female cultivator sneered, the sarcasm on her face not concealed at all.
The young prodigies around him all laughed unscrupulously and without scruples.
This kind of laughter was harsh, even arrogant and a bit provocative, as if he was trying to humiliate Gu Feng.
In their opinion, it would be good for an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of the Hedao Realm to be able to produce an eighth-level spiritual weapon.
As for the ninth-level spiritual weapon, generally speaking, only cultivators in the Purple Mansion realm can get it.
Of course, the saint sons and geniuses of some ancient temples are naturally different. When they reach the Tribulation Realm and the Hedao Realm, they can often obtain ninth-level spiritual weapons, and even take out the Zixuan Treasure!
"What will you do if I take it out?" Gu Feng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the many young geniuses in front of him, and finally his eyes rested on the female cultivator.
Gu Feng initially had a good impression of Xiaoleiyin Temple. After all, he had a good relationship with the Doufo Saint. When he was in Duhai City, the Doufo Saint was willing to stand up and speak for him despite pressure.
"What's the point of betting with you? An ordinary cultivator really thinks he is an immortal!" A purple-haired boy said disdainfully.
The other young geniuses nodded in agreement. In their opinion, Gu Feng would never get the chance to enter the third level.
"It's okay, let me play with him."
The Holy Son Xunzhen waved his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised in a playful arc: "If you can get any kind of Zixuan treasure, I will give you one hundred eighth-grade spiritual stones."
"If you can't take it out, then just kneel down at the door of Leiyinbao Pavilion and call me 'Grandpa, I'm a waste' in front of many cultivators."
Such a generous handwriting!
Everyone took a breath of spiritual energy, and many cultivators on the second level were attracted.
"It turned out to be the Holy Son of Xunzhen Ancient Temple. He once penetrated into the endless sea alone, killed hundreds of sea beasts in the same realm, and finally completed the slaying of hundreds of beasts!" someone exclaimed.
"Xunzhen Ancient Temple is indeed the second largest ancient temple in the Treasure Territory. The Holy Son can easily produce hundreds of eighth-grade spiritual stones!" Some people were envious.
The cultivators who trade on the second floor of Leiyinbao Pavilion are not very high-level. For them, hundreds of eighth-grade spiritual stones are already a small sum of money.
At this time, Holy Son Xunzhen became interested.
The conditions he proposed seemed very simple, but in fact if anyone called him grandpa in front of everyone, their Taoist heart would collapse in an instant.
For casual cultivators or ascetics, as long as the Taoist mind is broken, there will never be a chance to repair or improve the realm. The realm may even decline all the way and eventually die of depression.
"One hundred eighth-grade spiritual stones is too little. If I win, give me the spiritual bracelet on your right hand, and at the same time, bow down to me and call me big brother!"
"If I lose, I will not only call you grandpa, but I will also be your slave forever and ever, and at the same time, I will give you everything I have."
Gu Feng's eyes flickered as he stared at the fiery red spiritual bracelet worn on the right hand of Holy Son Xunzhen. The first time he saw Holy Son Xunzhen, he realized that this spiritual bracelet was not simple.
Is it such a big deal?
The Holy Son of Xunzhen looked surprised. The spiritual bracelet he brought this time was a belonging of the Holy Son of the Ancient Xunzhen Temple. It had extremely powerful protective capabilities. Once activated, it could block the full force of a cultivator at the peak of the Huaxuan Realm.
hit!
Although there is only one chance to resist the attack, it is also a very rare protective treasure!
It seems that the casual cultivator in front of me has a certain degree of vision!
"No!" A young prodigy exclaimed.
The young prodigies around him all knew that this fiery red spiritual bracelet was a self-defense gift given by the temple master to the Holy Son Xunzhen when he became the Holy Son of the ancient temple.
Although it is not comparable to a treasure at the level of supreme treasure, it is not a protective treasure that can be compared to ordinary ninth-level spiritual weapons!
"It doesn't matter."
The Holy Son Xunzhen waved his hand. He did not think that a cultivator at the early stage of the Hedao realm would be able to produce a Zi Xuan treasure.
Even Xunzhen Ancient Temple cannot produce many Zixuan treasures.
The western continent is rich in resources.
But the Zixuan Treasure is also the treasure that countless immortals long for!
"I promise you, I hope you can get it later, otherwise you will be a dog next to me from now on!"
"No, he should be a useless slave who is worse than a dog."
The Holy Son of Truth said lightly.
The reason why he agreed so happily was very simple. Anyway, he knew that the casual cultivator in front of him would not be able to obtain the Zixuan Treasure no matter what.
Worse than a dog?!
Gu Feng looked indifferent. He did not expect that he just wanted to keep a low profile, but in Leiyinbao Pavilion, he was looked down upon, and was even ridiculed and ridiculed by a young prodigy.
Sure enough, being too low-key is not a good thing.
"Since there are so many people witnessing it, there is no need for us to make an oath of heaven, right?" Gu Feng said.
As soon as these words came out, sarcastic eyes suddenly focused on Gu Feng.
When the cultivators around him saw Gu Feng's reaction, they all thought that Gu Feng was scared.
After all, once an oath of heaven is made, even beings at the level of immortals would not dare to break it.
Once the oath of heaven is violated, the power of heaven will destroy the body and soul of the person who violated the oath in an instant!
"It's really disappointing. It turns out that he is an ordinary cultivator with no future. He doesn't even dare to take the oath of heaven. He can only become a cowardly useless cultivator forever."
The Holy Son of Truth was very disappointed. He showed a hint of indifference and spoke without any mercy.