Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

When the price reached nine thousand medium-grade spirit stones, the amount of money could no longer increase. Just when people thought that the ownership of the monster would be settled, the auctioneer of Linghua Duobaozhai suddenly grinned, stretched out his hand into the air, and waved it lightly. The butterfly-winged purple monster suddenly screamed in pain, and its limbs and bones were directly broken apart. Blood burst out from its snow-white skin, and it flew into the air. The air was suddenly filled with a strange fragrance, which was strong and charming, making people feel excited.

"I'll offer 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones."

A man on the seventh floor suddenly opened the barrier in front of the window, revealing his true face. He was dressed in white, holding a fan and laughing. The sound of his laughter echoed throughout the building. His voice was low and mellow, like a pot of top-quality fairy wine, which made people feel captivated.

Yiyao was handsome, wearing a cloud crown and precious stones. This was Pei Mochu from the Heavenly Book Building that Li Mo had just met. It was said that this person was the number one disciple of the Heavenly Book Building.

He held a jade fan in his hand. Li Mo saw the words "The snow is falling endlessly, and the clouds are floating and supporting the sky" written on it. His long black hair fluttered in the air with the movement of the fan. He said with a smile on his face, "This thing is for me."

He was the first disciple of the master of the Heavenly Book Tower. Even if he revealed his true face, no one would dare to rob him on the way.

So he dared to show his face, and after he showed his face, some people were intimidated by the majesty of the big sects and were unwilling to compete with this young master.

Finally, the auctioneer of Linghua Duobaozhai clapped his hands and said, "Okay, this item is worth 1500 middle-grade spirit stones, and this young master has accepted it. Someone, give it to the young master."

“No need.” Pei Mochu hooked the edge of the fan, drawing an arc in front of his chest. The butterfly-winged purple demon was suddenly tied up into a ball by the golden spell. It let out a sharp and painful squeak, and in the blink of an eye, it was returned to the wooden box where it was originally placed. The wooden box flew into the air, turned into a tiny thing under the sky, and was instantly put into Pei Mochu's sleeve.

In the instant of this move, many people couldn't even see his movements clearly. In the blink of an eye, as fast as lightning and as magical as a dream, others couldn't even detect the fluctuation of Pei Mochu's spiritual power when he made these movements. This move was extremely graceful and strong, which made people marvel at his high level of cultivation.

There was a constant stream of exclamations in the treasure house, and even many girls automatically opened their curtains, revealing their beautiful faces, and looked at him with slightly red cheeks...

Pei Mochu smiled slightly, a romantic and charming smile, with the ease of walking among a field of flowers.

"Feng...Feng Liushusheng..." Si Renxuan's eyes widened and he said, "Can a Confucian cultivator be like this?"

Li Mo looked at Pei Mochu's face from afar and thought: This boy is also a wonderful person.

"There are many kinds of Confucian cultivation, no matter what the mind is. One can only transcend the world by entering it, and cultivate to the realm of a sage. Beauty and withered bones are both obstacles on the path of cultivation." Su Xundao.

"If I had known earlier that being a Confucian practitioner had such benefits, I would have become one." Si Renxuan muttered.

"Pei Mochu should be cultivating the amorous sect of the Heavenly Book Building," Su Xun replied, "He joined the sect with amorous feelings, fell into the worldly affairs, and finally remained untainted by the worldly affairs. He became fully enlightened, refined his mind to the extreme, and finally achieved perfection."

"Red Dust..." Si Renxuan smacked his lips: "What is Red Dust?"

"The red dust is blood, and blood turning into mist is called the red dust." Li Mo replied.

"..." Si Renxuan was speechless. Is this what he wanted to ask?

"Speaking of which, Yexugu of the demonic path practices the path of ruthlessness." Li Mo suddenly said.

"Ye Xugu? The Ye Xugu who likes to seduce righteous disciples to commit suicide for them?"

"Seduction? Ruthless?" Si Xiaoxiao couldn't help but interrupt out of curiosity.

"Only by cultivating 'ruthlessness' can you sink into the sea of ​​desire, indulge in love, and become a demon by killing love. You must forge the ultimate way, use the ruthless way to enter the world of love, break your soul and bones, and finally abandon all desires and penetrate into the mysterious spirit. This is the way to obtain it." Su Xun answered her.

Li Mo curled the corners of his mouth, with a hint of mockery. This is both sentimental and heartless, it's just a matter between men and women.

She was more interested in another point: "The first disciple of the owner of the Heavenly Book Building showed off his domineering aura in the surrounding areas of the Heavenly Questioning Sect. Interesting... Interesting..."

"I'm not very domineering, but I just get a lot of attention." Si Renxuan said honestly.

"That's not the point." Li Mo shook his finger with a half-smile, "The point is that the storm is coming. Next, I will look forward to the appearance of people from Shuoxing Pavilion and Yuyao Valley."

Su Xun and Mu Xuzhen didn't say anything. Su Xun was calm. He was the head of Mingshi Hall and Chumo Hall, and Mu Xuzhen, the number one person in Fusheng Realm, was by his side. No matter how big the storm was, it could not affect the five of them.

Then, the auctioneer of Linghua Duobaozhai said, "Next, it is the auction of a three thousand year old ninth grade golden flame dragon blood orchid."

Suddenly, a loud male voice came from outside, "I offer one hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones, plus a hundred-year-old blood-red demon armor." After that, the pressure of the peak of the Floating Life Realm filled the entire treasure building, and it became quiet in an instant.

One hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones is not a small number, and coupled with the hundred-year-old blood-red demon armor, it can almost be said that this person is determined to get this item.

Moreover, he has made a bid and exerted pressure, which means that no one is allowed to bid.

So domineering?

Who is it?

Is it even more domineering than the domineering aura that Li Mo described?

There were discussions in various places in the treasure house: "Isn't this... Lai Mingchong, the owner of Dongcai Island?"

"How could he appear here? Dongcai Island is in the Lone Star Divine Realm, which is quite far away from the Wentian Sect."

The Lone Star Divine Realm was an alliance of independent cultivators other than the four major sects. Some small sects joined this organization in order to survive, and huddled together in remote locations far away from the four major sects.

Li Mo thought: The master of Dongcai Island? Never heard of him.

Si Xiaoxiao's face turned pale. She was in the early stage of Condensation Profound Realm, and it was difficult for her to resist such pressure. Although Si Renxuan was in the late stage of Condensation Profound Realm, he was also very uncomfortable and moved his body uneasily. Li Mo glanced at the two of them, blinked, and looked down, showing a slight discomfort.

When Mu Xuzhen saw this, he was about to release the pressure of his peak Floating Life Realm to resist Lai Mingchong, but he heard Pei Mochu on the seventh floor laughing: "As soon as the treasure is revealed, someone forces it to buy, and other people are not allowed to bid. What kind of rule is this?" After he finished speaking, the pressure of the peak Floating Life Realm overflowed, offsetting the pressure of Lai Mingchong, allowing other low-level cultivators to feel a little more relaxed.

"Ha, the eldest brother laughs at the second brother." Li Mo clapped his hands and laughed. This gentleman just showed up. Wasn't he also using his identity as Tianshulou to put pressure on others not to bid?

Although it was Li Mo who said this, Pei Mochu's courage in standing up for himself also aroused the secret gratitude of the low-level cultivators in the building, especially those female cultivators who were in love.

Seeing him come forward, Lai Mingchong snorted coldly, retracted his strong pressure, and said: "Then I'll see who can bid higher than me." One hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones, plus a hundred-year-old blood-red demon armor, is already a very high price. It is not impossible to use it to buy a ninth-grade golden flame dragon blood orchid.