Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

Mingze was rather puzzled: "Brother Yan, what were you looking at just now?"

Yan Qing looked away: "Nothing." He asked, "Where is the auction?"

Mingze was born and raised in South Zezhou. He smiled brightly and said, "Brother Yan, are you interested in this? The auction is just ahead, and it can be regarded as the most prosperous place in Nanshi. If you are interested, we can go and have a look."

Yan Qing: "Okay, let's go and have a look."

The black market auction is underground, where fish and dragons are mixed, and most of them wear masks.They went down the mountain and took off the clothes of the Wangqing Sect disciples, Ming Ze was dressed in gold and white, Yan Qing changed into a blue one.The auction venue is very large, and next to the round platform in the middle, there are several floors of seats around it.The auction has not yet started, and many people are trading freely beside the venue.

In the crowd, Yan Qing caught a glimpse of a book vendor.The peddler squatted furtively in the corner, and in front of him was a pile of books with messy names.The point is, business is actually good?Many men and women walked over pretending to "don't care", then quickly and secretly dropped a Lingshi, stuffed it into their sleeves, and strode away.

Yan Qing read out the name of a book slowly.

"Those years I was in the Forgotten Love Sect?"

The peddler raised his head and said cheerfully, "Oh, friendly eyes, this book is the best seller recently."

Yan Qing was quite interested: "What are you talking about?"

The hawker went on and on: "The protagonist, a casual cultivator, shined brilliantly at the Qingyun Conference and successfully became a disciple of the Wangqing Sect, but because of his humble background and inferior spiritual roots, he was bullied by the sect. Later, he accidentally got a divine weapon. Cultivate in secret, step by step to become a god, and finally amaze the whole story of Wangqingzong!"

Mingze, who came with him, almost choked on his saliva—what is this?Let's just say that the protagonist's spiritual roots are inferior, so how can he have the qualifications to join the Wangqing Sect.

Yan Qing listened with gusto and commented, "Inspirational."

The peddler saw that there was something going on, so he sat up straight and chatted with him more happily: "Guest officer, would you like a copy?"

Yan Qing asked: "Have you arranged any emotional lines for the protagonist?"

Vendor: "Huh?"

Yan Qing said: "Could it be that the protagonist doesn't have a fiancée who looks down on him for retiring the engagement? Or isn't there a savage young lady in the sect who picks on him every day?"

The peddler felt that what he said was very reasonable: "Miao, guest officer, I will follow what you said in the next book."

Mingze: "..."

Yan Qing stopped him: "Forget it, forget it, even though it's a novel, it shouldn't be too divorced from reality." The Wangqing Sect doesn't have a savage young lady, only a cold Xie Shiyi.

He turned his gaze, and then fell on other books in front of the peddler, "Hundred Years Ranking of High Clouds", "The Book of Beauties in the Realm of Cultivation", "Miscellaneous Talks on Liuxianzhou", and - "The Ruthless Sword Cultivator Falls in Love with Me".

"What is this?" Yan Qing picked up the book "The Ruthless Swordsman Falls in Love with Me", and was deeply impressed after flipping through a few pages.

However, he is someone who can even read "Love Nightmare" such a multiplayer novel, so he won't make a fuss.

Yan Qing couldn't be happier: "Ruthless Dao? One hundred years of transformation into a god? The top of the Qingyun list? Isn't your hero Xie Ying! Why do you have to make up a fake name, what the hell is it called Murong Motian?"

When the peddler heard those two words from his mouth, he was so frightened that he wanted to rush over to cover his mouth and shouted, "Oh, sir, please keep your voice down! Don't slander me!"

Yan Qing comforted him: "What are you afraid of, Xie Ying can't come here with a sword and kill you just for this matter."

"Of course I don't have that ability." The peddler looked left and right, and after confirming that no one heard it, he breathed a sigh of relief, refused to admit it, and warned again and again: "Guest officer, Duwei Xianzun is not you, I can use it as a joke Yes, you don’t want to kill me, I’m afraid of death. Anyway, my protagonist is Murong Motian, it’s made up, and it has nothing to do with Duwei Xianzun, so don’t mention the real person!”

Yan Qing disliked him for not having 300 taels of silver here, and did not expose him again.

Flipping your fingers casually, lowering your head, you saw a passage in the book.

——[Little junior brother's ears are hot, and his pink cheeks are flushed. He is just an ordinary disciple in the Qi training period. How can He De have such affection as the chief senior brother.His eyes dodged, his voice was soft and soft, and he said coquettishly: "I don't believe it, I'm so ordinary, how could Brother Murong like me, unless..." He bit his lips, lowered his head quickly, and whispered with red ears: "Unless Kiss me brother."

Murong Motian stared at him for a long time, smiled, and said dotingly: "You are like this, how can I have the heart to refuse."]

You are like this, how can I have the heart to refuse.

Yan Qing completely failed: "Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Mingze: "..."

What did he do wrong to suffer this kind of mental and physical torture here?

Yan Qing laughed enough and raised a question: "Why is the protagonist a man?"

The peddler took out another book from the stall: "Isn't this taking into account the different needs of customers! Also, the main character of this book is a female cultivator, but the name has been changed, but nothing else has changed. Do you want to look at it objectively?"

"No, no, thank you." Yan Qing politely declined, did not take the copy he handed over, just discussed with him and said with a smile: "The protagonist of yours is actually written according to Xie Ying, isn't it a little pretentious to write like that. "

The peddler's mouth was stubborn: "Fart! Murong Motian created it myself! Don't talk nonsense!"

Yan Qing said in her heart, if you just copy your life experience, you are almost setting Xie Shiyi's birthday on it, and you still create it yourself?

Yan Qing said, "Oh yes, I want this one."

When he took out a spirit stone from the mustard seed, Unwilling, who was so sleepy, woke up instantly, his red pupils widened: "What are you going to do?!"

Yan Qing: "Buy a romantic love story."

Unwilling and heartbroken to death, I couldn't bear to watch, so I simply used my wings to cover my eyes.

The peddler accepted the Lingshi with a happy smile, and handed the book "The Ruthless Swordsman Falls in Love with Me" to Yan Qing like a treasure: "Guest officer, you have a good eye! Take a good look, there will be surprises."

Mingze felt as if he had seen a ghost, and he was so shocked that he couldn't complete his words: "Yan, Brother Yan, are you interested in this kind of book?"

Yan Qing casually rolled up the book and threw it into his sleeve, and smiled lazily at him: "Not interested."

I just thought Xie Shiyi would be very interesting watching it. I don’t know what kind of expression I would have when I saw it, but it must be very exciting.Ha ha ha ha.

Mingze didn't understand what was going on with his meaningful smile at all, but he knew it was not a good thing if he thought about it casually.

Ming Ze, who was still young, felt immoral after reading two paragraphs of that book, and hesitantly warned Yan Qing: "Brother Yan, you and I have just conceived a baby and are new to the Dao, so it's better not to put your mind on love and love. "He said the word "love" so that his ears turned red and he stammered.

Yan Qing let out a snort, and said indifferently, "Don't worry. If it wasn't for my lack of talent, I would have gone to practice the way of ruthlessness." In his previous life, he was in Shifang City, and was sent beauties to his eyes every day by that eccentric old eunuch. She has long been cut off from her love by her love.

Mingze was stunned: "Ah, Wuqing?"

There are three thousand ways of Taoism in the world, and everyone is searching up and down, going through hundreds of turns in the world of mortals, in order to get a glimpse of the way to become a god.Cultivation has never been limited to appearances, and few people can specifically say what path they are practicing.

Only Wuqing Dao should be the only famous and specific Dao in the cultivation world that is closest to the origin of the Dao of Heaven.It actually requires a lot of qualifications.The so-called "ruthless" means stripping humanity from the very beginning.Starting from the perspective of "god" to practice, the speed is naturally above all living beings.

But in the entire Shangzhongtian, Xie Shiyi may be the real ruthless Taoist, with a heart like glass, piercing through ice and snow.

In the mortal world, there have been many monks who killed their wives, sons, fathers, and mothers to prove their ruthlessness.It is ruthless, but it is not really ruthless.

Yan Qing used his fingers to pull out the hair that was bitten by the unwillingness, and said with a smile, "Yes, didn't you see the speed of the ruthless way?"

Ming Ze fell silent for a while.

Indeed... Xie Senior Brother appeared.Redefine the word genius in South Zezhou.

After they spent some time here with the book sellers, the auction finally started.In the black market, everyone hides their identities, so there is no distinction between high and low status, and the scattered cultivator families all sit together.

Yan Qing and Ming Ze went early and took the seats in the front row.

Unwilling to stand on his shoulder, look left and right: "What are you doing here?"

Yan Qing said casually: "See if there are any weapons that are handy."

Disappointed and startled: "What? Don't you have a weapon? Don't you play with woolen yarn?"

"?" God damn playing with wool.

Yan Qing smiled and said, "You are so cute and talkative. Zi Xiao was really blind when he arrested you indiscriminately."

Reluctant to gnash his teeth and hate endlessly: "That's right, mother Xipi is old and immortal."

Yan Qing: "As long as Zixiao grows snacks, you should be roasted on the spot."

Unwilling: "?"

Mingze couldn't hear the communication between their master and servant.Mingze looked at the auction table seriously, without blinking his eyes. He sincerely wanted to get some magic tools and elixirs suitable for him before the Qingyun Conference, so he clenched his hands into fists and concentrated his attention.

Their attitudes are completely different from those of Yan Qing and Bu Zhi: one hangs out to play, and the other is so sleepy that he just wants to sleep.Most people in Nanshi concealed their identities, but there were also some people who walked in frankly, wearing a mask and not changing their clothes.Those who dare to show off like this are basically disciples of the Nine Great Sects, and they are not afraid of being remembered.

A string of Buddha beads being auctioned on the auction platform was bought by a monk in robes at a high price of [-] spirit stones.Yan Qing looked at the Taoist priest, wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, with a string of long blue beads hanging around his neck.Buddhist Temple.

Yan Qing muttered: "Why are Buddhists so rich? Shouldn't they value money as something outside of themselves?"

Unwilling and sour and puzzled, he made a suggestion: "Yes. Do you want to change your sect and become a disciple at Foxiang Temple?"

Yan Qing firmly refused: "I don't, Buddhism is not suitable for me."

Unsuccessful: "It's not suitable, you don't even have to shave your hair when you go in."

Yan Qing sneered: "Isn't it more suitable for you? You can go in and practice closed mantra directly."

After that, two girls from the Spirit Medicine Sect took away a piece of Ganoderma lucidum.

As the number one medicine sect in the world, the Lingyao Sect and the Rejuvenation Sect, which was taken from the "Wonderful Hands of Rejuvenation", but the upper beam is not upright and the lower beam is crooked, really stand out from each other.The Lingyao Sect's clothes were green, light in color, with vines embroidered around the edges.Fresh and natural, especially elegant.

Reluctantly, red eyes turned around: "Do you think that the elixir sect is full of fairy grasses everywhere!"

Yan Qing: "Should."

Reluctant to roll his eyeballs around again, he said to himself, "Go and visit me some other day."

Yan Qing sneered: "Why. Are you going to let nature take its course again?"

Unwillingness is very annoying: "On Yunzhou, I said this on purpose to make those people feel at ease. Laughing, do you think I am so uneducated? Of course I went to the Spiritual Medicine Sect to take advantage of the fire!"

Yan Qing was too lazy to talk to this idiom master.

At the end of the auction, a strange mass was brought up, like a mass of charred ashes.The things that will be auctioned here are often of vague origin, and they cannot be placed in a formal auction place, and they will not be able to explain clearly to others.

The old man in charge of the auction just said slowly: "The last item starts at [-] spirit stones."

As soon as the words [-] spirit stones came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Many people muttered: "[-] spirit stones, buy a pile of ashes? What is this for?"

"Are you crazy about money?"

"How could anyone be taken advantage of?"

Faced with these doubts, the old man remained unchanged.

The auctions in Nanshi will not be appraised by anyone, and the original owner of the item usually sets the starting price.Everything is up to fate.