The price of 100 million high-grade spiritual stones was too little for Cheng Ling. Unfortunately, he had no choice but to buy three treasures, and the spiritual stones he carried were basically exhausted. If you want to buy herbal materials, you can only bear the pain and sell part of it first, and you can only agree to it.
The old man was secretly happy in his heart. The essence of the Five Elements of such quality was really hard to find. This guy must not know the goods, so he just sold it like this. He was afraid that Cheng Ling would regret it, so he immediately took out more than one billion spiritual stones. The transaction between the two was completed, and both money and goods were paid.
Cheng Ling originally thought about going to Xicheng to buy some materials, but when his spiritual consciousness swept through, he found that Young Master Jiao and three others were following him from a distance, so he had to give up. He put away the spirit stone and walked toward the east of the city.
After walking a long distance, his consciousness still sensed that he was being followed, and he frowned. His eyes glanced at the front left, where there seemed to be many monks crowded together, and he rushed in.
After entering, I discovered that it was a large arena with people all around. On the ring, there was only a woman wearing a light blue fairy dress standing quietly.
The woman was slim and graceful, with long hair reaching her waist, a graceful face, and a majestic air. Her clothes were fluttering, which made all the monks thirsty and they really wanted to get close to her.
"Miss Zhao is truly astonishing. She is so stunningly beautiful. She deserves to be one of the four beauties in the capital!"
"Brother, are you talking about Zhao Jingyi, the most beautiful woman in Beijing?"
"Apart from her, who else can be more beautiful than anyone else? I am truly lucky to be able to see her beautiful face today."
"It is true that the sky is beautiful and the country is beautiful. Listening to what you just said about the four beauties of the capital, is there anyone else who can compare with her?"
"Yes, among the four beauties in the capital, each one is a stunning woman. Not only are they naturally beautiful, but they are also very strong. No ordinary man can be their match."
"Can I ask who these four are?"
When the monk saw someone asking, he cheered up and explained: "The first one is Yun Jingwen of Piaomiao Snow Sect, the second one is Zhao Jingyi in front of me, and the third one is Zhao Jingyi's biological sister, named Zhao Jingshu, fourth, is Nangong Yan from the Nangong family!"
"These four people are well-known in Yujing City. Seeing them today is really a worthwhile trip. It's a pity that Zhao Jingyi is on the ring for some reason. I wonder who she has a conflict with and wants to resolve it in a ring battle?"
Another monk stared closely at Zhao Jingyi. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she became. She was the best choice in terms of figure and appearance. After a long time, I felt a ball of fire in my heart and asked the monk next to me: "Brother, the Zhao family is indeed the largest family in Yujing City. The four beauties alone occupy two seats. I wonder if they have ever been married?"
The monk glanced at him, laughed, and said: "Friends, the four beauties in the capital are all the proud daughters of heaven, so don't be too ambitious. Monks like us have immediate admiration in our hearts, so don't take it seriously. If it's true, If you fall into it, you are always the one who gets hurt in the end.”
The latter pondered for a while and calmed down. He looked at Zhao Jingyi on the ring greedily and said, "It's a pity that beautiful women tend to be arrogant. I'm afraid I will never see such a woman again in the capital."
"Haha, brother, don't be discouraged. The Four Beauties in the Capital are just our joking name. There are many more beautiful female nuns in the real sense. If we really want to talk about it, it's not just the Four Beauties. I have a friend who once traveled throughout the Canglan Continent. , he said that when it comes to both beauty and cultivation, Canglan Continent can be regarded as a very beautiful woman.
, at least ten of them. "
"Oh? Ten? Where to start?"
"To put it simply, we are in the capital now and can only choose the four beauties of the capital. Among them, Yun Jingwen is from the Piaomiao Snow Sect. She was only included in the four beauties of the capital because she has been in the capital in recent years. Canglan Continent , the five major families, the four major sects, and there are more beautiful women who have not yet been ranked."
"This is quite interesting! I still don't know how the top ten are ranked."
At this time, a monk standing next to the two people saw that they were chatting in a lively manner, and couldn't help but interrupt and said: "I know the ranking of the top ten. They basically come from the nine major forces."
"Oh, I didn't expect that my brother is the same person. I would like to hear the details."
"The number one ranking is still Yun Jingwen from Piaomiao Snow Sect. That fairy is extremely young and beautiful, just like a fairy in the sky. Tian was lucky enough to see her once, and she was simply astonished."
The remaining two people suddenly revealed a picture of Brother Zhu, and sighed with longing on their faces: "If I can see Fairy Yun, my life will really be worth it."
Cheng Ling listened to their nonsense and laughed secretly in his heart. I never thought that monks in this world also have the pursuit of beauty. Similarly, we all have illusions about beautiful things, just like the earth we lived in before. Which otaku has never dreamed about those glamorous female stars in front of others.
At this time, he had already used the breathing technique, and his spiritual consciousness swept through it. Master Jiao and others did not find any trace of him in the crowded crowd, so they hid with peace of mind and listened quietly to the monks talking. .
After a moment of admiration, the two monks came back to their senses and asked: "Brother, since you have heard of Shimei, besides Yun Jingwen, who are the others?"
The monk coughed dryly and said: "The second ranked one is Murong Qianxue from the Murong family, the third is Zhao Jingyi, the fourth is from the Shura Sword Sect named Mu Qingcheng, the fifth is Ouyang Qian from the Ouyang family, and the sixth It is Feng Yanran from Feng Yanzong, the seventh is Dugu Wan from the Dugu family, the eighth is Duanmu Ling from the Duanmu family, the identity of the ninth is very mysterious, no one knows where she is from, I only heard that her name is Shen Shiyin, the third Ten is the little dragon girl from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea."
The monk said it one by one, and the monks who heard it all had expressions that all men could understand.
"Brother, according to what you said, two of the four beauties in our capital cannot be ranked? How amazing are the others? If nothing else, I was lucky enough to see Zhao Jingshu once. Compared to the ring Zhao Jingyi has eight points of imagination. Even so, she can’t be ranked?”
"I don't know about this anymore, I just heard it from my friend. Besides, personal visions are different, so I can naturally follow my heart as to how to rank them. There is no need to take it seriously."
"Yes, yes! I have never seen them in person, how can I tell who is more beautiful?"
"Stop you, do you want these ten beauties to be lined up in front of you for you to appreciate? Let alone whether you have this blessing, even the ten beauties are not so harmonious. Look at Zhao Jingyi's situation today , it must be a fight, and I estimate that the opponent coming will definitely be one of the top ten."
"Brother, what do you mean by this? Could it be someone else?"
"Think about it, what is the status of the Zhao family, how many people dare to challenge Zhao Jingyi, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, who is not a disciple of the nine major forces?"
Everyone thought about it and felt that it made sense. They all speculated on who was going to compete with Zhao Jingyi in the ring.
Zhao Jing
Yi stood on the stage, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed. She had been waiting for half an hour, but the other party had not arrived yet. To be honest, listening to so many men pointing fingers under the ring, I had already become impatient. If I had to wait a little longer and no one came, I would treat her as if she had broken the appointment.
Just when she was impatient, a slim figure in a white dress landed lightly on the ring.
From Cheng Ling's perspective, he could only see one profile, but just the profile showed off the other person's figure. The woman had long hair that reached her waist. She was dressed in a plain gown and her hair was tied into a bun with colorful ribbons. The front is curved and the back is curved, a black belt is tied around the body, and there are several strings of tassels hanging on the side. At the feet are a pair of high boots, and the lines of the legs are clearly revealed.
She only showed one side of her face, but from the side, her neck looked even longer. Cheng Ling secretly praised that the other party's figure was indeed good, and he could compete with Zhao Jingyi, but it was a pity that he could not see the whole appearance.
The woman cupped her hands and said to Zhao Jingyi: "Sorry, I was delayed for a while on the way. Senior Sister Jingyi, you and I must decide the winner today."
As soon as the voice came out, Cheng Ling suddenly remembered that he had heard the other party's voice at the auction, and it seemed that it was one of the female nuns who blocked the way before.
Zhao Jingyi's expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly: "In that case, let's do it!" After saying that, she took a step forward with her right leg, and a powerful momentum came over her.
Another woman opened her hands and stretched out ten green jade fingers. In an instant, two light balls appeared on her hands, shining brightly.
At this time, an old man quickly walked to the edge of the ring and made several handprints with his hands. Soon, a transparent light shield rose up from the arena, covering the two women.
Cheng Ling understood that this was obviously a defensive mask to prevent the aftermath of the fierce battle from damaging the arena and accidentally injuring the audience.
The two women gathered their strength for a moment, then they both let out a scream, and Zhao Jingyi rushed over fiercely, using both palms to catch the sharp wind, and moved towards the woman in white.
The woman in white threw two balls of light, then drew a large circle with her hands, swinging her arms back and forth in a fan shape, and a bridge of flames rose between her palms. There were flames flying like butterflies on the bridge, flying towards Zhao Jingyi one by one.
Zhao Jingyi's expression changed, the frequency of her palms increased, and the powerful palm wind instantly annihilated those butterflies. Not only that, the aftermath of the palm wind hit the defensive mask, causing the entire mask to tremble violently!
Everyone watching was shocked and backed away, fearing that the light shield could not bear it.
Cheng Ling's eyes narrowed, these palms were so powerful. The defensive light shield is at least a seventh-grade peak prohibition, and the opponent can actually hit it to vibrate. How much attack and explosive power this requires!
The face of the female cultivator in white changed, and her body moved, like a butterfly in a flower, wrapping around Zhao Jingyi, but she didn't dare to get close.
The two were in a stalemate for a moment, but Zhao Jingyi was still unable to hit the opponent. Instead, she was distracted by the flame butterflies that the female cultivator in white kept turning out. She frowned, retracted her palms, and transformed her ten fingers into countless hand gestures. Finally, her palms turned into fingers. A wave of energy was condensed on the two fingers of her right hand, and she continued to speak, like the sword light of a long sword.
The face of the woman in white changed greatly, and the speed of the flame butterflies transformed by her hands gradually increased. Under her fingertips, those butterflies kept colliding and merging, and finally turned into a fiery red phoenix. With a long roar, it flew towards Zhao Jingyi. .
