Back in the courtyard, Ling Qingzhu took He Wenlong directly into a house and closed the door.
"I didn't expect that the effect of this auction would be so good. It was beyond my original plan. Now you adjust your condition to its peak first, and I will help you realize your magical powers."
Although Ling Qingzhu's face was covered with a mask, He Wenlong could not see any expression, but from the tone of her words, He Wenlong could feel the plain emotion.
Even though she was facing a situation that was beyond her plans, Ling Qingzhu still didn't feel nervous.
It was the same this time, and it was the same when he was surrounded by thirty Juyuan Realm people when they first met. His attitude was as relaxed as if he was playing a game where winning or losing didn't matter.
He Wenlong remembered that a few months ago, the reason why he was attracted by a group of ants in the Juyuan Realm, besides being bored, the most fundamental reason was because of the disharmony he felt from Ling Qingzhu.
Those true kings and emperors who lived for hundreds and thousands of years were still afraid of death. He couldn't understand why a teenage girl was so calm in the face of death, so he paid attention to it.
"Now you still have the leisure to think wildly. Originally, I was a little worried that you would get lost in my heart and die. Now that you are in such a state of mind, I feel relieved."
Ling Qingzhu's words, which he couldn't tell whether he was joking or serious, immediately brought He Wenlong back to his senses from his wandering state, and he began to calm down and adjust his state.
Ling Qingzhu was not idle during this period. He took out the spiritual weapons sold during this period from the storage ring, and the essence stones obtained from the elixirs were accurately thrown around the room, along with the large formation base prepared a few days ago.
Complement each other.
It is a habit for Ling Qingzhu to be prepared with both hands. This is just a precaution.
Sensing that He Wenlong's aura had reached its peak, Ling Qingzhu put her hand on his forehead and said: "Empty your mind. With my current state, I can only help you this time, so don't resist, don't struggle, follow the guidance and face yourself."
to explore and understand one’s own martial soul.”
Ling Qingzhu threw his spiritual consciousness into He Wenlong's sea of consciousness, and used his words as hints to directly cast illusions on his soul.
And this is the first time in this life that Ling Qingzhu has used Moon Eye's magic trick, total lunar eclipse.
Under the infusion of all his spiritual power, the moon pupil in Ling Qingzhu's left eye gradually changed from the shape of a bloody crescent moon to the shape of a full moon.
However, this form only lasted for a moment and then closed automatically. Even Ling Qingzhu's left eye exited the moon pupil state.
Total lunar eclipse is a magical power that Yuetong only awakens after breaking through to the sixth level. With Ling Qingzhu's current fourth level soul, it is possible to use it thanks to Yuetong's active cooperation.
After the Moon Pupil closed, Ling Qingzhu immediately felt the dizziness of being hollowed out, and almost fell down and hit the wall.
Fortunately, his efforts were not without reward. He Wenlong's mind had completely sunk into the depths of his consciousness at this time. Even if someone put a knife on his neck at this time, he would not react at all.
Since Ling Qingzhu could teach He Wenlong the technique of cultivating the soul, she would naturally have a higher level herself to practice it with.
So after calming down his condition, he started to run his exercises to regain his mental strength, then stood up and exited the room and climbed directly to the roof.
There were so many monks paying attention to this place at this time, so it was a huge gamble to let He Wenlong enter this state of being unable to resist.
If she won the bet, she would have no worries about the auction tomorrow, and the subsequent plans would be smoother. If she lost the bet, she would have no choice but to run away and give up the preparations for one and a half months before starting again.
The key to winning the bet is whether Ling Qingzhu can deceive everyone with the empty city strategy.
After the relationship between Ling Qingzhu and the City Lord's Mansion was exposed tonight, most of the monks' attention was basically attracted by the auction.
On Ling Qingzhu's side, He Wenlong is the only one with Soul Forging Realm Dzogchen as a deterrent, and it must have been clearly figured out.
It is impossible for He Wenlong to shock everyone by himself, nor is it possible for the True King of Dzogchen in the Soul Forging Realm.
And it’s not possible for everyone to have the personality to wait until the auction begins to bid normally.
The reason why we haven't taken action yet is because He Wenlong, the true king of the Great Perfection of the Soul Forging Realm, is in front.
Everyone has different factions and cannot work together. Each faction is worried that someone from the third, fourth, or even fifth party will take advantage of them if they take action, so they are in a stalemate.
He Wenlong is like a thorn in the fish, and Ling Qingzhu is now playing the role of the fish.
Although a thorn cannot protect the safety of Ling Qingzhu's piece of fish meat, the fish meat cannot be missing this thorn, otherwise it will be swallowed up in an instant.
After Ling Qingzhu went to the roof, he took out all the remaining Yuan stones from the storage ring and set up a Yuan Gathering Formation.
Then Ling Qingzhu took out a long sword from the storage ring and started his own sword dance.
One method can overcome all methods. Although Ling Qingzhu has never practiced sword dance, she has seen it a lot. Once her eyesight and understanding reach a certain level, she can see through the essence at a glance.
The reason why dance is nothing more than a coherent movement that is pleasing to the eye.
What Ling Qingzhu is doing at this moment is to show her swordsmanship in the form of dance. This is her own sword dance.
Even though Ling Qingzhu's figure in this life was not very good, as her sword dance unfolded, everyone watching in secret felt that it was pleasing to the eye.
Even though Ling Qingzhu was wearing a mask, everyone watching in secret seemed to see a stunning woman dancing gracefully, with graceful movements and graceful posture that made people unable to take their eyes away.
At this moment, everyone seemed to feel that their hearts were in contact with the soul of a world-famous beauty hidden in the ordinary body in front of them.
Cold, aloof, cold at high places, unparalleled.
Everyone can feel the calmness of a lake without a ripple in it.
Of course, all this Ling Qingzhu did was just to delay time, not to preach, so it was naturally impossible for him to fully reveal his Tao.
Although the realm is so high that every move implies the way of heaven and earth, but who can understand the way of heaven and earth just by seeing every move?
Moreover, if you have this kind of understanding, you won't care about small profits.
The time immersed in Ling Qingzhu Sword Dance felt like it passed quickly, and when I came back to my senses, I saw that it was already dawn.
Although the impression of the sword dance was still vivid in my mind, looking at Ling Qingzhu's thin figure on the house, no one could see the figure of the world-famous beauty anymore.
Ling Qingzhu also stopped his sword dance and put away his long sword, and his calm voice resounded in everyone's hearts: "Everyone, the winner has been decided."