Nascent Soul boss in the interstellar

Qu Zixiu held his fidgeting fingers and laughed softly: "The water mist flow screen used in this box can isolate the detection of the spiritual consciousness. It is extremely secretive, and the situation inside cannot be seen from the outside."

When Ming Chen saw the auction house in the cultivation world for the first time, he was really surprised.

The auction house also provided some unusually delicate snacks. Mingchen tried it out and found it very palatable.

Seeing Ming Chen's bulging cheeks, like a little hamster stealing food, Qu Zixiu couldn't help but a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The night gradually darkened, and the auction officially kicked off gradually.

Qu Zixiu and Ming Chen were just going through the motions, taking a look at the so-called 'Qu Zixiu's sword' by the way, and they were not very interested in the auction items.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the two of them never made an offer. On the one hand, it was because they had no money, and on the other hand, they were not interested.

The door of the box was pushed open again, a female monk from the auction house put two plates of snacks on the table, and secretly looked at the two of them from the corner of the eye.

I thought to myself: What two strange people, they came to the auction and didn't bid well, but they kept eating snacks leisurely.

Soon, the three bottles of pills that Qu Zixiu just took out appeared on the auction stage.

These three bottles of elixirs were not particularly precious, but they were still acceptable, and they were quickly auctioned off.

Suddenly, there was a rustle in the auction room, and a box containing a long sword was brought up.

The box was opened, revealing the long sword with a powerful sword aura inside. The whole body was glowing with a cold light, and the slightest killing intent leaked from the sword.

"hiss--"

There were bursts of sucking sounds.

In the box, Qu Zixiu couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, no wonder the people from Yuewen Auction House misunderstood him, just based on his feeling, this unknown sword was really similar to his Pofeng Sword!

"Clang clang clang_" Pofeng sword suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the blade kept swaying.

"Qu Zixiu, you must take a picture of this sword, hurry up!" Pofengjian screamed excitedly.

Qu Zixiu buckled his ears, which were almost deaf from the roar of the Pofeng Sword, and asked, "Is there anything special about this sword?"

"Special?! Of course this sword is special!!!" Pofengjian spun around in the air excitedly, the edge of the sword almost swept Mingchen and Quzixiu.

Pofengjian: "This is my destined partner! It's my wife!!!"

Qu Zixiu: "" What the hell? ! !Can you say that again!

Ming Chen: "" These days, the sword will also show affection!

"This is the Potian Sword. It is the same spirit as mine. It came out of the same sword-forging furnace. It is the most suitable sword for me in the world. Qu Zixiu, master, you must take it!!! "

Pofengjian yelled to the end, his voice had already broken, and he felt very unscrupulous.

Qu Zixiu was silent for a moment, then nodded, "I'll help you buy my wife back, and you must repay me twice in the future, do you understand?"

The tip of the Pofeng Sword hit the ground again and again, as if bowing 180 degrees, with an extremely sincere attitude.

While talking, the off-court auction has already started.

A group of monks were full of fighting spirit, and all had smiles on their faces determined to win.

Qu Zixiu didn't bid, and decided to wait for their prices to basically stabilize before starting to bid.

At this time, the lower price has already reached [-] high-grade Yuanjing.

Qu Zixiu raised his eyebrows, and the Heaven Breaking Sword had his name on it, and it seemed to become even more popular.

Qu Zixiu's side is as immovable as a mountain, but Pofengjian is anxious and keeps spinning around, whispering into Qu Zixiu's ear, "Quickly ask for a price, my wife is going to be robbed, take it!" My sword is dead!"

Ming Chen raised his hand to wipe away the thin sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and felt that Po Feng Jian's words were really interesting.

Qu Zixiu was annoyed by Po Fengjian's nagging, and said in a low voice: "Shut up, keep yelling, and you go get your wife back yourself."

Pofeng Sword: "" It's just a sword, where did you get the spar? ! ! !

As if he had seen through Pofengjian's thoughts, Qu Zixiu said with a half-smile, "Sell yourself and get your wife back, and everything will be fine!"

Breaking Edge Sword: ""

"Tell me, isn't this a good way?" Qu Zixiu lied to the sword, not ambiguous at all.

After a while, Pofengjian reacted, and said angrily: "If you exchange it with me, wouldn't that be giving you my wife?!! Then I have to separate from my wife!!!"

Facing Pofengjian's roaring accusation, Qu Zixiu said flatly: "Then I'm so good that you know everything. It's better if your wife is in my hands than in someone else's hands."

The blade of the Pofeng Sword trembled, and there were loud cries of contention, apparently annoyed by Qu Zixiu.

Ming Chen sighed, separated the 'infighting' one person and one sword, and said: "The price below is almost the same, so please stop arguing."

"With a thousand top-grade Yuanjing, is there any fellow daoist with a higher bid?" The host shouted loudly on stage.

Qu Zixiu leisurely raised the sign in his hand, "Two thousand high-grade Yuanjing"

There was a moment of silence in the noisy auction house, two thousand is really a lot, it can be said to be a great deal.

The person who called the price just now looked at Qu Zixiu's private room with resentful eyes, and continued to bid with gritted teeth: "Two thousand one hundred"

As soon as the voice on this side fell, Qu Zixiu's voice sounded again leisurely: "Three thousand high-grade Yuanjing"

Three thousand high-grade Yuanjing is hard for ordinary monks to afford. After asking for the price three times, it was decided directly and belonged to Qu Zixiu.

Pofengjian saw that Potianjian was photographed by Qu Zixiu, and the whole sword kept shaking with excitement.

Qu Zixiu glanced at him lightly, not feeling its excitement at all, and said with a knife: "Your wife's worth is much more expensive than you, tsk tsk

Breaking Edge Sword: ""

Po Fengjian comforted himself: As a divine sword, it has a lot of great swords, so I don't care about it with Qu Zixiu for the time being.

After the settlement was completed, Quzixiu and Mingchen changed their appearance and cultivation level again, and slipped out of Wanyue Auction House quietly.

After returning to the inn, Qu Zixiu spread a layer of enchantment around him, and then released the Heaven-breaking Sword from the storage bracelet.

The Potian sword was horizontal in the air, Qu Zixiu slightly raised his fingertips, tapped on the sword, and said doubtfully, "Your wife's consciousness is not here!"

The Pofeng Sword flew into the air, and the blade of the sword lightly tapped on the Potian Sword, the movements were intimate, like a pair of intimate partners.

"My wife has passed out, and I need to use blood to wake him up." Po Fengjian explained.

Qu Zixiu nodded and signed the blood contract, which is also a relatively normal thing.

"Chenchen," Qu Zixiu asked Mingchen to come closer, and said, "You come to wake up the Potianjian."

The blade of the Pofeng Sword moved slightly, making a slight contention, and then there was no movement again.

"This Heaven Breaking Sword is of the same level as the Breaking Edge Sword, and it can be used as a weapon for you. In this way, not only are we a couple, but even the magic weapon we use is a couple's."

Ming Chen couldn't help laughing out loud, and with a movement of his wrist, he used the sword energy of the Pofeng Sword to draw a scar, blood flowed down and dripped on the Potian Sword.

The moment the blood ulcer dripped on it, it disappeared immediately, but Po Tianjian still didn't respond at all.

"What's going on here?" Qu Zixiu frowned and asked.

Pofengjian squeaked and said, "Maybe it's because there is too little blood."

Qu Zixiu's eyes flickered, and he felt that there was something about Po Feng Jian that he was hiding from him.

"It's okay, I'll try again." Ming Chen said softly, and then deepened the wound on his arm, a few drops of blood fell on the Potian Sword, and quickly disappeared.

After going back and forth like this several times, Po Tianjian still didn't respond sporadically, but Ming Chen's lips turned pale due to blood loss.

"Pofeng, what's going on?!" Quzi's teeth were rattling after repairing.

The Pofeng Sword trembled, and had to tell the truth: "The Potianjian was damaged too badly before, and it needs a lot of blood to wake it up."

"A lot?!" Qu Zixiu was so angry that his complexion was ashen, and he said each word: "How much?!!"

Qu Zixiu didn't want to give up the opportunity to contract with the Heaven-breaking Sword, but he couldn't bear to let Ming Chen continue bleeding.

Pofengjian replied with a squeak: "I don't know the exact number, but"

Before Qu Zixiu's complexion completely darkened, Po Fengjian hurriedly explained in a remedial manner: "As long as Po Tianjian recovers a little bit of consciousness, I will definitely know.

Moreover, Potian is really powerful, and it will definitely be very helpful to Chenchen's future cultivation. The contract is done, and it will be harmless to Chenchen! "

Po Fengjian is eloquent, like an experienced salesman.

Before Qu Zixiu could make a sound, Mingchen gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's just a little blood, it will be healed up easily, don't worry too much."

Qu Zixiu pursed his lips, his complexion was complicated, his eyes were hesitant.

Mingchen understands Qu Zixiu's worries, but seeking wealth and wealth, paying a little blood to get a divine sword, no matter how you calculate it, is a sure-fire deal.

In the following time, scars appeared continuously on Ming Chen's arms, and before there was one more scar, Ming Chen's face turned pale again.

Every subsequent attempt seems to be the accumulation of quantitative change to qualitative change. You never know which drop of blood is the cause of qualitative change.

Mingchen staggered, but fortunately Quzi supported him quickly with his eyesight and hands.

Pofengjian trembled beside him, constantly trying to communicate with Potian with his divine sense, begging it to wake up quickly, otherwise it might really be given up.

Suddenly, as if feeling Pofengjian's begging, Potianjian sent out a faint response.

Po Fengjian was overjoyed, and exclaimed in surprise: "Wake up, wake up, my wife gave me a whimper."

A smile appeared on Mingchen's weak face, did he finally succeed?

Just when Qu Zixiu was going to bandage Ming Chen, Po Fengjian opened his mouth weakly again, facing Qu Zixiu's terrifying gaze, and said, "Once again, you only need to give blood one more time, and it will be successful."

Qu Zi repaired his teeth and said with difficulty: "Don't you already know how to beep?"

Pofengjian explained weakly: "It can only beep now, give it a little more, and it will recover slowly by itself."

"Okay." Ming Chen cut a wound directly, and dripped blood on the Potian Sword, his body was completely unable to support, his legs softened, and he fell directly into Qu Zixiu's arms.

At the same moment, the Heaven Breaking Sword emitted a burst of dazzling light, directly breaking through Qu Zixiu's barrier, and a huge beam of light illuminated most of the sky.

Qu Zixiu quickly put the Potianjian into the storage bracelet, but it was too late, he clearly felt that countless auras had already locked his position.

Quzi repaired his teeth, hugged Mingchen horizontally, directly used the teleportation talisman, and left the inn.

Qu Zixiu used five or six teleportation talismans in a row before shaking off the spiritual consciousness locked behind him.

Qu Zixiu found a secret place in the forest on the outskirts of the city, set up a barrier, and began to send spiritual energy to Ming Chen.

After a while, Ming Chen's pale and colorless face regained a tinge of blood, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Chenchen——" Qu Zixiu didn't hide the joy in his eyes, and even a trace of fear appeared on his face.

"I'm fine." Ming Chen pulled out a weak smile, wanting to comfort Qu Zixiu.

Before the rest of the words could be said, a finger was pressed up on his lips, Qu Zixiu stopped Fan Luo's next words, and shook his head slightly at him.

Ming Chen shut up obediently, nestled in Qu Zixiu's arms, and didn't speak any more.

It wasn't until the second day, when Mingchen recovered [-]% to [-]%, that Pofengjian dared to mention Potianjian in front of Qu Zixiu.

Qu Zixiu frowned, and snorted coldly: "I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, there is another culprit here!"

"Uh..." Po Fengjian trembled, feeling as if he had caused trouble for his wife.

After the Sky Breaking Sword was released, the sword body trembled slightly, and it kept making loud noises.

"Ah! I finally see the sun again, this air, this breeze, this sky is so perfect, so lovely" broke

Tianjian expressed his feelings with a satisfied tone.

"boom--"

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the entire sword body of Potianjian was directly frozen. For a moment, Potianjian froze, and the sword body shook violently, directly breaking through the ice.

However, before Potianjian was able to triumph, a group of violent flames blazed up.

Potianjian didn't show any fear at all, and jumped out of the fire ball directly. Potianjian's triumphant laughter had just uttered halfway before being frozen again.

Breaking through the ice layer, jumping out of the fire pit, and repeating this cycle, the Potian Sword is a bit too much.

It is the worst evil to treat such a lovely sword with such a double heaven of ice and fire!

Qu Zixiu taught Potianjian a lesson, the arrogance of Potianjian that had not had time to be arrogant was wiped out completely

"Don't torture me anymore, ying ying ying—" Po Tianjian shook the blade in grievance.