For a strong person in the Golden Core stage like the Great Elder, no matter what the luck of the weak people around him is, it is difficult to implicate him.
Only those like Mr. Bai who are not strong enough and do not have enough wisdom. Only those who are reincarnated in the right place and hold high positions will be affected by the luck of the people around them and gradually die.
Those who compete for the hundred beautiful pictures are naturally people like the children of destiny.
Private Room No. 14.
"Damn! The beautiful picture was actually taken away by someone!"
Zhang Lian smashed the table and was very angry.
“I originally thought this was the easiest album to get, but I didn’t expect there would be so many twists and turns!”
He was originally a disciple of a small sect in the town next door. He accidentally obtained a strange treasure, a blue palm-sized scale. It would get hot when it sensed objects with major causal entanglements. Carrying this scale with him, his physique, magic power, and induction
The amplitude of the ability will be several times greater, and when it is even more magical, it will be accompanied by a powerful breaking method and the ability to exorcise evil spirits.
With the help of his scales, he often looked for opportunities and broke into various secret realms to collect resources, allowing him to achieve foundation building in just three years with his Four Spiritual Root qualifications.
In an accident, he discovered that there were clues to a secret realm hidden in the paintings left by Liu Yan, a world-famous painter, so he kept collecting them and followed them to Xiaohe Town.
According to the information he learned, this album should have been buried in the tomb with its former collector. He thought that he would just dig up the soil, but Zhang Lian only wanted to seek immortality in this life and would not shy away from such things.
Unexpectedly, when he came to Xiaohe Town, he found that the tomb had been stolen, and the soil had to be renovated. It must have been stolen the day before he arrived.
That's okay, he tried his best to track down the unlucky thief, but found out that the tomb robber had taken it to the Duobao Pavilion for auction, and it would be auctioned in a few hours.
Duobao Pavilion does not allow anyone to take back the auction items temporarily, so he can only participate in the auction.
He thought that Liu Yan was not too famous, and this "Hundred Beautiful Pictures" was just an ordinary painting with better painting skills and better artistic conception, and its value would not be too high. Who knew that there were still people competing with him and even being photographed?
Got it!
He himself was relatively poor, and he didn't expect such twists and turns in advance, and he didn't have many spiritual stones in reserve. He could only watch "Hundred Beautiful Pictures" being taken away.
"This is going to be troublesome! The White House must be heavily guarded, and it's hard for me to break through alone."
Zhang Lian scratched his hair in distress. Although he had only been here for two days, he knew the status of Mr. Bai and knew that it would be difficult for him to get anything from his hands.
"That's all! Let's go back first. If you don't have any money, you don't want to watch the auction!"
Zhang Lian saw the atmosphere of the auction getting more and more lively. Although he wondered why there were so many good things in this remote town, he was short of money and had to leave.
But when he got off the boat, he found someone staring at him furtively...
Not long after the auction ended, Mr. Bai had also finished his second battle and casually threw the woman aside who had multiple fractures all over her body and was about to turn into mud.
"Lai San, where are Floor 2 and the others?"
Mr. Bai realized that some people were missing from the room and frowned slightly.
"Someone just disrespected me. They went to find that person."
A servant quickly replied, worried about being implicated, so he only spoke half-truths.
"Oh, they went to deal with the person named Ding and the people in that room? Just based on their strength? By the way, are the Ding family still there?"
Mr. Bai smiled disdainfully when he heard this and didn't think much about it. He was loyal and there was nothing wrong with him. It would be best if he was beaten to death by the boy from the Ding family. He also had a reason to cause trouble and let the other party know the rules of Xiaohe Town.
"The Ding family left after seeing the last lot. They were probably afraid that the master would show off his power!"
The servant quickly replied that they had indeed sent people to keep an eye on the Ding family.
"Humph, you courageous boy."
Bai San snorted, but his face looked very happy, which proved that he was still very capable of intimidation, and this boy from the Ding family could not threaten his status.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this moment, three warning sounds sounded.
"Well, who is it?"
An elderly servant was the first to ask, and then everyone present turned their attention to the door of the private room.
"Bang!"
A large hole suddenly opened in the inner wooden wall, and sixteen streams of light shot out from it, accurately targeting the ten people in the field, seven of which were directed at Mr. Bai.
Most of the ten people were scratched, and three of them were unable to dodge and died on the spot. However, the elderly servant reacted in time and blocked the attack while still having the power to block the hidden weapon that was shot at Mr. Bai.
"Attack!"
"How is that possible! This is the chassis of Duobao Pavilion! It is also protected by formations!"
All the servants and people outside were shocked.
Only the old servant took the only hidden weapon he caught and exclaimed: "Golden Cockroach Mother Blade?"
The Golden Cocktail Mother Blade is a set, with one mother blade and eight child blades. As long as you hold the mother blade, you can control the eight child blades to attack the enemy at the same time. This is a method used by a legendary monk thousands of years ago.
device.
But the reason why the old servant exclaimed was not because the weapon was so good, but because it was so bad!
Because the legendary monk rose from a mortal family and gradually grew to the top of the world, he was widely followed by earth-rooted practitioners in this era, so the weapons he used were used by some novelists.
This Golden Cocktail Mother Blade has now become a standard weapon for novice cultivators. It is a weapon specially used by some unscrupulous businessmen to defraud novice cultivators of spiritual stones. Most of them are just similar in appearance, and the actual effect is not as magical as written in legendary novels.
Just like the sub-blade in front of you, the opponent can only control it and fire it once.
The old servant could never imagine that such a person who could break the Duobao Pavilion formation was actually a novice in cultivation!
"Foundation-building monk? It seems there is some trouble!"
Zhang Lian pretended not to hear the other party's exclamation, and just frowned at the old man opposite who exuded considerable power.
At first glance, this old man is an old man who is building the foundation. Even if he is now weakened, it is impossible to take a peek.
"Some trouble? You die!"
The old man smiled proudly, and the orb in his hand emitted sharp golden light, about to stab the opponent.
For the sake of the Taoist couple with two spiritual roots promised by the Bai family, he had endured this hell for so long, and now he could finally take action. He was just about to let this kid know what it means to have a high heaven and a high earth.
However, Zhang Lian was not afraid and rushed into the golden light.
His speed was extremely fast, and only a few of the dozens of golden lights touched him. But when they came into contact with the mana spirit clothes on his body, they had no lethality at all, just like ordinary light.
"How is it possible? Even the warrior's Qi can't help it..."
The old man was shocked and couldn't figure out how the other party did it. But before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him suddenly rushed to his side.
Then he felt a spin and saw his body on the opposite side, but without a head.
At the last second when he lost consciousness, he only heard the other party saying faintly:
"I'm not talking about you when I say trouble!"
It turned out that when he was approached, he had already been decapitated by the opponent with the mother blade of the golden clam mother blade.