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"Do you want to tie your hair and wear a crown?" He Qianqing looked at Yang Yuyao, who had changed his appearance and stood in front of him, and confirmed.

"Well, with this magic weapon, I can shield my age and prevent others from prying into me. I have to make myself look more mature, otherwise a young man with so many spirit stones will always make people guess." Yang Yuyao said with certainty.

"Okay, sit down." He Qianqing nodded and began to comb Yang Yuyao's hair. As before, he quietly gathered Yang Yuyao's fallen hair into his sleeves and hid it. According to the rules of the mortal dynasty, Yang Yuyao is not yet allowed to wear a crown at his age. But since they are monks, this rule is much less restrictive to them. Even so, Yang Yuyao still wore a jade ring-shaped magic weapon that could hide his true age.

Yang Yuyao wanted to make this fake identity look like a gentle and shrewd businessman, so he adjusted his petal-like eyes and made a pair of fox eyes with a few changes, but this eye shape suited him As always, if there is a seemingly innocent gaze, it is extremely sultry. However, Yang Yuyao himself did not realize that there was anything wrong with this. He Qianqing could only sigh secretly in his heart, hoping that Yang Yuyao would not attract a bunch of crazy bees and butterflies with this appearance.

He Qianqing put a white jade crown with silver wire on Yang Yuyao and inserted a white jade hairpin. The young man in the mirror is noble and refined. This disguised appearance has changed a lot compared to Yang Yuyao's original appearance. Although it is not as changed as "Gu Yuan", it still makes He Qianqing feel a little strange. But even so, he could still see through this illusion and see the boy he loved inside.

"How do I remember that Mirage's body shape adjustment can't be adjusted that much?" He Qianqing looked at Yang Yuyao, who was about two inches taller, and asked a little strangely.

"Well, it's really not possible to rely on mirage alone, so I added a plug-in to it. It strengthened the adjustment range in this aspect." Yang Yuyao is very satisfied with this height. It would be great if his real height was this high. As for reaching He didn't expect anything from He Qianqing's height.

"It's a good method." Although he didn't understand what a plug-in was, He Qianqing roughly guessed what Yang Yuyao meant. He praised. Being able to use tricks like this is a good way. "So, Xiaoyao, what do you want others to call you when you look like this?"

"Jin Yuesheng." Yang Yuyao thought for a while and replied.

"What does this name mean?" He Qianqing asked.

"When I hear the surname Jin, I think it's quite rich." Yang Yuyao explained straightforwardly. And since he took on the two pseudonyms "Gu Yuan" and "Bai Phosphorus", Yang Yuyao suddenly wanted to make up a name for metal, wood, water, fire and earth. His own surname "Yang" is naturally wood, and Gu Yuan's " "Yuan" is water, and "white phosphorus" is mineral and earth. In addition, Jin Yuesheng's "gold" is not included in the trumpet Xiazhou on Xunlian, and he is only short of "fire".

Of course, his division may not be correct if calculated according to the regular five elements. There are also five elements in Chinese characters, but he just wanted to have fun, so he didn't do the calculation specifically. But then again, he probably doesn't need a pseudonym with "fire" in his name. What's more, the "yao" in his name is already the fire in the five elements.

After checking to confirm that there was nothing wrong with the outfit, Yang Yuyao's mind moved, and an identical clone appeared beside him. Then he took off the mirage he wore around his neck and returned to his original appearance. But his clone still looked changed. This is an interesting phenomenon that Yang Yuyao noticed soon after he was able to use the clone. The transformed appearance of the mirage can be inherited by the clone, and the clone will still maintain it after the original body is restored. The existence of this wonderful characteristic makes it possible for Yang Yuyao to use different identities to act.

The only trouble is that if you split into multiple clones and want to use different appearances, you have to change once, split into clones, change again, and then split into another clone to do it. Yang Yuyao is studying whether the clone can directly change into the previous appearance, but it seems that there is no result yet.

"The golden elixir realm is very suitable for this identity." He Qianqing looked at Yang Yuyao's clone and said, "But it is best to match it with a high-level magic weapon or magic weapon."

"Let me think about it, um, this is it." Yang Yuyao took out another heaven-level magic weapon he got from Zhou Cangjing. It was a folding fan made of white jade bones, with white magnolia painted on the fan, which was simple and elegant. Atmosphere, precious light circulates. As the fan bones opened and closed at Yang Yuyao's fingertips, the precious light that filled the entire fan suddenly disappeared, turning into an ordinary fan. He Qianqing's pupils trembled when he saw the fan.

"Heaven-level magic weapon Yufeng? Where did you get it, Xiaoyao?" He Qianqing asked in disbelief.

"It was given to me by the remnant soul of Zhou Cangjing when I was in Cangjing Secret Realm." Yang Yuyao replied, "Is this a very famous magic weapon? Is that too ostentatious?" Yang Yuyao frowned slightly and thought.

"No, on the contrary. This is just right." He Qianqing said, "This magic weapon has not been available for a long time, but the monks who know this fan know that Yufeng cannot take it away after he recognizes its owner."

"I understand." Yang Yuyao nodded. This was actually the same as when Ye Qianqian was not allowed to reveal the origin of these talismans when she set up a stall to sell talismans. Through the contrast between the levels of all items and their own realm, those who attempt to rob will have doubts and guesses about the background of the target. If they are imaginative enough, they might be able to scare themselves to death.

Of course, Yang Yuyao is not unreasonable if he really fights. After all, he is not really in the golden elixir realm, but he feels that a monk who is lucky enough to do small business and make some money does not need to be in a high realm. When high-level monks do business, it will not be a small business. What's more, there are not many high-level monks in the first place. If one suddenly appears, there will definitely be monks who want to trace its origins. Therefore, these false identities are more convenient if the level is not too high.

Yang Yuyao flipped his wrist, and the closed white jade bone fan was inserted into the clone's belt, and disappeared into the room together with the clone. When the clone went to purchase the qualifications to participate in the auction, the main body split into another clone and started making a new Xunlian. After all, he had dozens of Xunlians to make. The auction wouldn't be held for four days, so he planned to stay in his room during that time.

He Qianqing also split up to help with the production. Although they seemed to be shopping and planning to go to the auction and were not in a hurry, that was because they had plenty of time.

"Xiaoyao, give me the twelve finished Xunlian first." He Qianqing suddenly said, "Also, let's see if we can make nine first in the next few days."

"Master, do you have a channel to ship goods here?" Yang Yuyao asked, handing the finished Xunlian together with the packaging to He Qianqing. According to the previous plan, they could only send these Xunlians to Ningcheng, or return to Jinyang City. Generally speaking, the production of this kind of magic weapon cannot be rushed by default. If you want to get a good magic weapon, just wait patiently. After all, this thing cannot be rushed out. Even if a magic weapon like Xunlian, which Yang Yuyao has greatly simplified the difficulty of making, the number that can be produced daily is still limited by the spiritual power of the maker. However, when the maker is an extremely powerful monk like Yang Yuyao, this restriction is not so obvious.

"No, but they will come and pick it up in person." He Qianqing replied.

"Could he also be here to participate in Ju Lai's auction?" Yang Yuyao guessed.

"If there are no accidents, it should be. Ju Lai's auction time and location were released two months ago. If there are no accidents, any monks who are interested should arrive within these few days." He Qian took stock. He nodded and agreed.

"Nine little things can be done in one day. Well, I have to take off the crown first. It's so hard to get used to it." Yang Yuyao raised his hand and fumbled to take it off.

"Let's do it as a teacher." He Qianqing chuckled and looked at Yang Yuyao's clumsy movements. He didn't understand why Yang Yuyao's hands, which could make so many fine parts, didn't feel like his own when touching his hair. Hands down. "Do I need to take the clone?"

"No, the clone doesn't feel anything at all." Yang Yuyao replied. In fact, he found that he really liked the feeling of walking around the street with his changed clone. It would make him feel like he was using virtual reality technology to control a game character walking on a virtual street instead of a real street. Even communicating with strangers is like talking to an NPC, and there is no need to be nervous or afraid at all.

"There are indeed a lot of people here." Yang Yuyao controlled Jin Yuesheng's avatar, and after negotiating the price commission for the consignment of those magic weapons and magic weapons, he came out from where Manager Wang was and looked back, paying a deposit in exchange for the qualification to participate in the auction. There was actually a queue at Jian Youwei's place, and two additional male cultivators wearing the same clothes went over to maintain order. Jian Youwei was no longer as sleepy as when she received him, and she dealt with everyone who wanted to participate in the auction quickly.

"I said why it was so deserted when I went there. It seems that I went too early." Yang Yuyao thought to himself. He raised his head and looked at the sky. Sword rays of light converged from all directions, and there was no trace of it. The questions came from monks who came from all over the world. "I wonder how many people will participate in the end." Yang Yuyao thought to himself that the clone's mission had been completed, but he was not in a hurry to take the clone back, and instead let him wander around Linfang Town.

The lanterns from last night's lantern festival have not been completely taken down, but those beautiful and special styles are no longer there. It is estimated that many people played until late last night before returning. Even Tu Shan, it was only this morning that Yang Yuyao noticed that she was staying outside the room and did not dare to come in. I don’t know how late she played last night.

When there are more people, there will be more right and wrong, especially if it is in an area with weak management. Linfang Town happens to be such a place. Therefore, even though Yang Yuyao's body has hardly left this inn room in the past few days, he has heard about various incidents. A disciple of a certain sect got into a fight with a casual cultivator because of his junior sister, and so-and-so was approached by a female cultivator and asked to take responsibility. What other powerful person can spend a lot of money to get a child? A shop selling spiritual treasures hired a thief and stole nothing but cats. It is said that there is also a female flower picker who specializes in attacking beautiful male cultivators at night.

Even on the street where this inn is located, there have been cases where two groups of people fought with weapons and were suppressed by a big man in the integration stage. Not to mention the lights of various spells flashing outside the window. Until the great masters who participated in the auction in the past two days arrived one after another, the other monks were afraid of offending these big guys who could kill them with just one hand. It has become much more restrained. No matter how chaotic it is outside, it can't affect Yang Yuyao in the room.

"Xiao Yao, wake up, get up." He Qianqing gently patted Yang Yuyao's shoulder in an attempt to wake him up, but Yang Yuyao muttered vaguely, pulled up the quilt, covered his head and shrank further inside. After a while, Yang Yuyao's muffled voice came out from the quilt.

"Xunlian has done everything. Master asked me to sleep a little longer." Yang Yuyao responded vaguely, preparing to go back to sleep.

"Xiao Yao, the auction is today. If you don't get up, you will miss it." He Qianqing said with a smile, without forcefully dragging Yang Yuyao up. Nor does he need to. After a while, Yang Yuyao, who had difficulty getting up, opened his eyes and struggled to free himself from the constraints of the quilt.

"Hiss!" Yang Yuyao, who had just propped himself up with his hands, lay down again and reached out to rub his sore waist. He looked at He Qianqing, but due to the difference in realm, he could only identify that He Qianqing was in the Mahayana stage, but he could not tell which stage he was in. "I don't know how far Master is from reaching the next small stage. I feel like Master will be dead before I can break through my waist." Yang Yuyao buried his face in the pillow and thought silently.

"Xiao Yao, I think depth and frequency also have a certain impact. Why don't we verify it tonight?" He Qianqing asked with a chuckle, and was instantly hit in the face by a flying pillow.

Although the process of getting up was extremely difficult, Yang Yuyao still managed to get up. He needs to change into Jin Yuesheng's appearance first, separate his clone, let the clone go first, and then change back to his original appearance and go with He Qianqing. And this means that He Qianqing needs to comb Yang Yuyao's hair twice. Although Tushan said that she could help comb the master's clone's hair, He Qianqing flatly refused.

"Well, it looks good. Master is so good-looking! This transformation is also good-looking!" Tu Shan, who had nothing to do, looked at Yang Yuyao and kept wagging his tail happily. Yang Yuyao caught a glimpse of the happy Tushan with the peripheral vision of realization. Regarding the female flower picker who had been rumored recently to attack the man, Yang Yuyao once speculated whether it was Tushan who had turned into a human form. But he soon denied this possibility. Tushan stayed in the room every night except for the night of the festival, so he had no chance to commit crimes. Besides, this fox doesn't have the guts to do such a thing.

He Qianqing asked Yang Yuyao to stand in front of him before going out and let him check whether there was anything inappropriate about his clothes. Because Yang Yuyao himself likes to wear simple clothes, but today's robe was given to him by He Qianqing. It looks very expensive, so the way to wear it is naturally much more complicated. This is a set of robes mainly made of jet black, decorated with patterns of green gold and gold thread embroidery. It looks noble and mysterious.

He Qianqing used a green-gold hairband to match the robe. I also added some hair accessories that seemed very delicate. Yang Yuyao could feel the existence of the hair ornament, but he did not dare to reach out and touch it, fearing that it would get tangled with the hair and would be difficult to untie. But using a mirror to look at the angle is not right and you can’t see everything. Although the monitor Xiaoshi could be used, Yang Yuyao found it too troublesome, so he didn't care what the hair accessory looked like.

"No problem, let's go." He Qianqing nodded with satisfaction and put on the cloak for him.

They did not plan to drive there in a carriage, nor did they plan to walk. Otherwise, Yang Yuyao's face could block them until the auction starts. So He Qianqing took Yang Yuyao to escape the light, first went to the auction venue, and then walked into the venue.

Yang Yuyao's clone took the first step and has now arrived at the venue and is entering the passage. A monk will be waiting outside the entrance to guide them to the correct door.

"Isn't there a door over there? Why do we have to queue up here to enter?!" Yang Yuyao's clone had just shown the admission badge to the monks who were guiding him, and heard a monk say something dissatisfied. protested loudly.

"That is the entrance for the most distinguished guests. If you are the most distinguished guest I have gathered, you can naturally go through that door." A monk with black hair and white beard said unceremoniously, and even released the power of the God Transformation Realm. Coercion.

"How can I become the most distinguished guest?" A monk with a higher level who was not intimidated by this pressure asked.

"As long as you have spent a total of one million spirit stones at my Julai Auction House, we will naturally treat you as our honored guests!" The monk said loudly, and also clasped his fists in a salute, but at this moment, the salute was more like Ridiculous. There were gasps of surprise from the crowd. One million spirit stones, even if they were just ordinary spirit stones, was a quantity that many monks could not even imagine.