What kind of bad thoughts can Tianlei have?

A ray of Buddha's light came over.

Du Shenglan's scalp is not numb now, but a headache.

"Everyone..."

The voice was not loud, but everyone looked up in unison.

I wanted to say a few evasive words, but in the face of the hypocritical smiling faces that were bound to win, Du Shenglan's unfinished words turned into a sigh and swallowed back.Now that the dusk has passed, the sky has dimmed, making his expression a little bit more dazed.

Gu Yamu sent a voice transmission: "Do you think these people look like the tin wolf you met in the forbidden area?"

"..."

The corner of Du Shenglan's mouth twitched, and when he looked at those eyes, he felt that they were all emitting green light, like a pack of wolves at night.

"Fellow Taoist Mu is young, and he seems to have practiced the way of the world. How can he enter the Golden Temple?" People from the small family dared not speak out, but a big force present dared to speak.

Jie Chi ignored others' questioning, just bowed his head and said 'Amitabha Buddha', waiting for Du Shenglan to make a decision.

"Hahaha--"

A burst of hearty and mellow laughter suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone looked at the prestige, and although they were separated by a distance, they could tell that people were walking in the sky without using magic weapons, which meant that it was at least a Mahayana period.When they got closer, everyone realized that it was He Changke.

He Changke is usually unsmiling when facing juniors, but today he is full of smiles and fists.

"I haven't thanked Wood God for healing the child."

After the words fell, a girl who came after him quickly walked behind He Changke: "Daddy doesn't wait for me."

Her temperament is inferior to that of the Pei family girls, but her appearance is not inferior.

Du Shenglan smiled, but he had never heard that He Buming had an older sister or a younger sister.

"This is the little girl Gan Ruo. Her parents died to save me, and I later recognized her as my righteous daughter."

The girl smiled shyly, "Thank God for healing my brother."

They are all human beings, how can they not know the meaning revealed in these words, they clearly want to kiss more.

He Changke has been retreating in Qinzong for these years, and he hasn't heard of anyone he shared life and death with in the past 20 years.

Du Shenglan had a deep meaning: "Does your son know about the senior coming?"

"Naturally, he asked the old man to express his gratitude."

In fact, He Buming's attitude was very abnormal, and he has been shutting himself out since he went back that day.This morning when I heard that I had adopted a new adoptive daughter, I hesitated to speak several times.He Changke's attitude is only when he doesn't want to make a fuss about the treatment.

Once you use this to find a natural saint, it is tantamount to bringing up his embarrassing incident again in disguise.

Du Shenglan nodded slightly when he heard the words, this family is a typical example of talking nonsense with open eyes.

"Thank you for your love." Du Shenglan stopped looking at him, and glanced at the expectant faces, and opened his eyes and said nonsense, "It's a pity..."

Gu Yamu stood leaning against the door frame to watch the show, and suddenly another kind of temperature came from his fingertips.He rolled his eyelids, before he had time to ask anything, Du Shenglan held his hand and raised it in the air.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and one action has proved everything.

"Doctor Wood, you..." He Changke's expression was slightly gloomy.

Du Shenglan held Gu Yamu's hand firmly, this move was just to give everyone present a step down.These people won't believe it, but now when he declares that he loves men more, if he keeps putting his family members in, he will definitely be criticized if it spreads out.

As an organization selling information, people from Tianji Building were also among these people. After witnessing this scene, they didn't know how to record the news for a while.

The born saint gently held the hand of the former lore hall master?

The joyful scene a few breaths ago suddenly froze at this moment.

The most calm one was Jizhi, and he recited 'Amitabha' again: "The almsgiver has just passed through the kalpa for a few days, and now it should be time to consolidate the state, and the poor monk will not bother you."

Everyone's faces were not very good-looking, but they still said a few words on the occasion, and the more irritable ones walked away on the spot.

Before leaving, Jie Chi turned his head and said, "Benefactor, the promise is always valid."

Du Shenglan smiled without saying a word.

Seeing that these people finally walked away, he quickly closed the door and put the bolt on it.

Gu Yamu looked at the loosened hand, the remaining temperature was disappearing little by little, feeling somewhat regretful for a moment.

Before he could adjust his weird mood, Du Shenglan breathed a sigh of relief and said at the same time: "The people in Jinchan Temple are really persistent."

"Jinchan Temple has always chosen Buddha's students, talent is second, and luck is the main." Gu Yamu said: "The natural saint does not belong to any special physique, it is purely a recognition of the way of heaven, and it is the concentration of luck plus body." reflect."

dong dong.

There was another knock on the door behind him.

Du Shenglan said impatiently: "Don't marry, don't marry a man you love."

The knock on the door stopped for a moment, followed by a strong coercion.

"Bei Sansi from Tiansheng Academy, I'm here to visit the saint."

The latter sentence sounds a bit ironic.

Du Shenglan and Gu Yamu looked at each other and went to open the door.

Today is the vice president of Tiansheng Academy, who has been in a high position for a long time with some invisible majestic temperament, and Bei Sansi is the same.When speaking, the mouth is not opened very wide, and it is compressed into a mean straight line every time it pauses.

"It's been a while since my little friend took away the school inheritance last time."

Just as Du Shenglan was about to speak, Gu Yamu lightly pressed his wrist.He clapped his hands first and sneered, "Qi Ziqi is not from Tiansheng Academy."

Gu Yamu moved his fingers, and the masters of the branch halls who rushed to step back temporarily, and the tense atmosphere should be eased a little.

However, his next sentence made the atmosphere take a turn for the worse:

"The first headmaster proposed to set up the Zhenmo Building in the Tiansheng Academy. In order to suppress the evil spirits in the building, the second ancestor of the Hehuan Sect desperately preserved the last trace of his spiritual sense when he was dying, and left it in the building."

Gu Yamu said without the slightest politeness: "...How come thousands of years have passed, and all these inheritances have become your Tiansheng Academy?"

Bei Sansi looked a little ugly.

They changed the town demon building into a tower building, and ordered outstanding students to leave inheritance in the tower building, in order to blur everyone's perception.

The school's method is indeed successful. In the past thousand years, people in the world have subconsciously believed that the inheritance in the tower belongs to the school.

Bei Sansi said coldly: "Inheritance exists to select successors, and my academy has indeed found successors for them. Otherwise, everyone will set up secret realms for inheritance trials, and in the end they will only be controlled by people from big families."

Gu Yamu shook his head and sighed: "In terms of stealing concepts, you are still amazing."

Instead of arguing about moral issues, Bei Sansi moved a finger on his sleeve, and a golden post flew towards Du Shenglan.

There was no dangerous aura in the golden light, Du Shenglan reached out to take it and opened it, it turned out to be the admission letter.

Bei Sansi: "I'm here today, on behalf of the academy to extend an invitation to the sage to enter the palace."

Tiansheng Academy never lacks talents, and Du Shenglan is self-aware, no matter how good his aptitude is, it is not worth the Vice President to come in person.Bei Sansi came here, but he wanted to use power to overwhelm others, to ensure that the inheritance of the Acacia Sect would remain in the tower in the future.

Weighing the admission letter, facing this thing that countless monks wanted crazily, he seemed to be holding a piece of waste paper: "I'm afraid I will disappoint the kindness of my predecessors."

"Little friend, please pay more attention. This is an invitation to enter the core disciples. After entering, you will receive the most top-level training."

Du Shenglan still shook his head.

Although the treatment in Tiansheng Academy is good, once you enter the palace, you must take a series of oaths.

Back then when he was apprenticed to Zhanyue Mountain, he also had to make an oath.However, Du Shenglan did not read the prescribed statement, and made an oath: "The sect will not abandon me, and I will never abandon the sect." At that time, Zhu Mo was injured in the fight with Du Qingguang in order to accept him as a disciple. He was already in the dispute Rushan, because of this sentence, was successfully labeled as selfish.

In the eyes of most people, it is a natural choice to go through fire and water for the sect and make sacrifices when necessary.

It's a pity that Du Shenglan's experience made him not attached to his family, let alone a power.He can steal the Enlightenment Pill for Zhumo regardless of life and death, but if the sect abandons him, he will not be foolish and loyal.

Bei Sansi squinted his eyes: "It seems that little friend has made up his mind."

The coercion of the late Mahayana made Du Shenglan uncomfortable, Gu Yamu waved his sleeves to scatter, and said coldly: "I will not send you far."

If this was the Tiansheng Academy, Bei Sansi would definitely let them come and go, but now they are in the lore building, no matter how much murderous intent there is in Bei Sansi's heart, he can only barely suppress it.

Du Shenglan crossed her arms and looked at his back as he walked away: "It seems that I offended a lot of people today."

Gu Yamu: "Not counting the forces behind them, there are only 76 of them."

"..."

Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Gu Yamu finally said something pretty good: "There will be an auction tomorrow."

The ore veins previously discovered in the Lore Palace are not black iron, and are not suitable for casting swords.

Du Shenglan was in urgent need of a saber, so she quickly asked, "Is there black iron for sale?"

"Ice black iron."

Du Shenglan's eyes lit up, this kind of black iron with its own ice attribute is a perfect match for his Zhanyue swordsmanship.

The auction was held by the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce. The auction was scheduled to be held at You hour, and they deliberately arrived half an hour earlier the next day.

"Hey, it's so lively."

Before I got there, I saw many monks entering the building one after another.There was a receptionist at the door who was apologizing to a monk: "This auction is only for Nascent Soul and above customers."

This is not the first time that the auction has set a realm requirement, and the monks who were rejected simply left.

As soon as Du Shenglan and Gu Yamu appeared, they were warmly received. Let alone Du Shenglan, the Lord of the Killing Hall and the others were determined not to offend.

"You two, please come in." A special person led the way and led them in.

The auctioneer has arrived and is standing in the middle of the hall to communicate with the person in charge here.He wears a black badge on his chest, which is a special badge only for members of the headquarters.

The threshold of realm was set, and the headquarters sent people here to prove that there will be good things in this auction, and many monks waited with interest.The Blackwater Chamber of Commerce will set up a special item for each auction. It will not be announced in advance, and it will only appear when the auction is about to end. This really adds some fun to the auction.

Under Gu Yamu's favor, Du Shenglan got a private room.Not long after sitting down, a woman in a uniform came in and saluted Yingying: "The manager sent me to ask, can you please explain it to me?"

Idle is also idle, the auction will start after a while, so they followed the woman.

The auction building is built with particular attention.

The lower three floors are like a pigeon cage, and I wish I could use every inch of space to put tables and chairs so that customers can sit down.The higher you go, the looser the space arrangement, and even a large part of the area is used to build small scenes such as rockery and water.

The chief steward personally stood at the door of the top floor to receive them, and before they even got there, he cupped his hands.

"The sage is really elegant."

"I have admired the name of the Lord of the Palace of Absolute Killing for a long time, and today I am lucky to meet you."

Du Shenglan raised her eyebrows, and said two words on the scene, the latter one was more respectful, but the other party put herself in front, so it can be seen that today's purpose is related to him.

Tea has been brewed in the back room, and the heat from the tea is like floating clouds, gathering in the cups and lingering.

Du Shenglan glanced at it: "Jiangyunchun tea is really a big deal."

The chief manager made a gesture of invitation. He has dealt with distinguished guests all the year round, and knowing that these people don't like nonsense, he cut to the chase and said, "To be honest, I took the liberty to invite. The main reason is that I have something to discuss with Mu Xiaoyou."

Reluctantly, the master of the lore hall was also in the same box, and it was too impolite to invite only one.

Du Shenglan calmly sipped his tea. The vice president of Tiansheng Academy also called him Xiaoyou yesterday, but his words were not so polite.

"My Blackwater Chamber of Commerce will hold a top-level auction every ten years, and every time there will be a treasure fair." The general manager sighed: "It is less than half a year before the next top-level auction, but we haven't received enough auctions for a long time." treasure."

Gu Yamu said lightly: "Some time ago, I traded dragon corpses with you."

The general manager: "This... the giant dragon is full of treasures, but after all, it has a price but no market, and it is not enough to generate group appeal."

He clapped his hands, and the servant brought a long box.

Du Shenglan opened it with his own hands, and a biting chill permeated the whole room.

"Ice Dark Iron?"

The manager smiled and said: "Whether Mu Xiaoyou agrees to help or not, this black iron will belong to Xiaoyou."

"Just kidding, all the treasures on my body are not worth as much as a part of the dragon."

"Yes, little friend Mu's first night."

"..."

"The proceeds from this auction, we can give [-]% of the profit to Xiaoyou."

The chief manager didn't finish his sentence, his throat was tightly strangled, and half of his body was forced to hang in mid-air. The terrifying murderous intent made the monks who were laughing and talking downstairs look around vigilantly.Several powerful auras rushed into the room in an instant. These were the guards and guests invited by the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce with a lot of money.

The chief steward raised his arms vigorously, signaling them to be calm.

The lack of oxygen in his brain made it difficult for him to think, but at the moment of life and death crisis, the chief steward was still thinking about the relationship between the lore hall master and the natural saint.The parties were not annoyed, but the Lord of the Killing Hall made the first move, which is a bit intriguing.

"Forget it." Du Shenglan put down the cup and put two fingers on the long box: "At least I have accepted the apology."

All the murderous intent settled in Gu Yamu's deep pupils, and the chief manager lowered his eyes to the hand pinching his neck, not daring to look at him for a moment.

After a long time, when the chief manager was about to suffocate, Gu Yamu finally let go of his hand.

Du Shenglan shook his head, the dragon has a price but no market, so what is he?

Elegant and popular?

Picking up the long box and preparing to leave, when he stood up, he suddenly became curious: "That...how do you know it's Chu Ye's?"

The gimmick of the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce makes people speechless, but since they dared to release it, they must have ensured its authenticity.

The trachea was injured, and the chief steward's voice was hoarse when he spoke: "My little friend, don't you know? All born saints have never had sex with men and women."

After becoming a saint, it doesn't matter whether there is love between men and women.

Du Shenglan's hand holding the box tightened, and the vision of becoming a saint can be seen in Jiuchuan Continent. Isn't it announcing to the world that he is still a virgin?

When the two of them walked out of the building completely, the nervous Ke Qing left temporarily, and the guards hid back in the dark corner again.

The chief manager shook his head again and again, and said to the guard in the shadow: "Respond to the headquarters as soon as possible, but he refused."

The chief manager crossed his hands, leaned on the soft cushion, looked out the window at the two people walking away, and sarcastically raised the corner of his mouth: "Unless you are inseparable from the master of the lore hall, a special physique that wanders the world... "

Sooner or later, he was arrested by the big family to give birth to a child.

·

On the street, people come and go, shouting everywhere.

"It's not a loss to get the ice black iron for nothing." Du Shenglan squinted at Gu Yamu, and gently bumped him with his elbow: "Isn't it because the market value has been compared, so there is a need to be so angry?"

Gu Yamu's lips moved, he couldn't explain the source of the nameless evil fire just now, so he closed his mouth again.

Du Shenglan didn't take that matter to heart, and said while walking: "It is said that Tianjilou is the number one intelligence organization, and I think the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce is not bad."

He actually knew that they came here for Hanbing Xuantie.

Gu Yamu: "I sent someone to inquire about it a few days ago."

Du Shenglan was still holding the long box happily: "With Xuantie, the next step is to find a swordsmith."

Gu Yamu suddenly said: "The Hall of Absolute Killing has trained several swordsmiths."

Du Shenglan presented the long box with both hands, and said solemnly: "It's Renyi Hall, don't call it wrong."

The saint's brilliance is matched with gentle words, and the spirit of benevolence in him seems to be deeper than that of the Golden Temple.

Gu Yamu was funny and speechless.

Not participating in the auction saved a lot of time, and when he returned to the Lore Tower, Du Shenglan immediately continued to practice the breath-holding technique. Obviously, he himself could not stand the radiance of love.

There were furtive rustlings from the bushes.

Du Shenglan opened his eyes, just as he raised his hand, he found that it was a snowflake lion.

Snowflake Lion struggled to raise his legs to make a silent movement, but it was too difficult, so he could only "shh", turned around and hooked his tail, signaling him to follow.

Du Shenglan learned and used the breath-holding technique to infinitely reduce the sense of existence.

I thought some thieves had sneaked in, and the snowflake lion came to report the news, but after turning a few turns, I saw a vague flame.Du Shenglan approached cautiously, and found that there was an enchantment around it, and he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

Snowflake Lion raised his head in confusion, expressing suspicion.

"The enchantment of the thunder element..."

After checking the edge of the barrier, Du Shenglan's eyes lit up.

Gu Yamu liked this kind of enchantment dominated by thunder elements very much. When he besieged the lore master, the opponent also set up a killing array containing thunder elements.

Du Shenglan asked Snowflake Lion to hide in a safe place, and she turned into her original form, trying to get into the barrier.Before he had advanced half an inch, a strong resistance pushed him outward, preventing him from thinking of getting in.

Du Shenglan pondered for a moment, then simply expanded the range of the thunder and lightning, and peeked inside from the posture of lying on the surface of the enchantment.

"call--"

The silver dragon is breathing fire.The hard ice black iron was engulfed in flames and turned red.

The paw covered with wonderful patterns stepped on it casually, and graceful patterns were printed on the surface of the black iron.Yinlong shrinks his body and bones, step by step, stepping out the corresponding lines.

It controls the fire itself, and with its sharp claws, there is no need to use molds at all.

When the sword was almost formed, Yinlong took out the hammer he had prepared, held a sledgehammer in each of his two paws, and beat rhythmically.

Black iron is produced from the ice abyss, and it takes at least ten thousand years to form. This process inevitably contains some impurities along with the surface changes, and now it has become more pure through the tempering of Yinlong.

The whole process lasted for a stick of incense. Yinlong flew down, his eyes parallel to the sword, and finally checked the flatness.

A few tiny bumps were found, and it scraped the edge of the sword with its sharp nails. From the edge of the sword to the wall of the sword, it was cut extraordinarily smooth.

Yinlong nodded his head in satisfaction, releasing extreme cold air to achieve perfect quenching.

Just about to appreciate the finished product, it seemed to feel something suddenly, its tail curled up and turned back suddenly, and the cold dragon eyes swept towards the top of the barrier.

Among the complex currents that criss-cross, there are two current light clusters the size of fingernails, staring at this place motionless.

Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, just met directly.