Mu Xiuyun was very curious. Someone was actually looking for her in the Thunder Immortal Palace, and they said it was her senior brother. She did have apprenticeship with Qin Ruyan, but the woman who accepted all the masters had no senior brothers in the same sect.
Could it be that some boring people are pretending to be in order to get closer to themselves?
Jin Shenglong thought for a while and replied: "That man is 1.85 meters tall and has a very rough appearance. He should be a human race. He is said to be from the Tianxuan lineage of Beidou Holy Academy."
Mu Xiuyun was startled.
The person coming is actually a disciple of Tianxuan's lineage?
She was not impressed by the other disciples of the Supreme Elder in the Tianxuan lineage, and could not remember this person at all, so she asked, "What's his name?"
"He didn't say a name."
Jin Shenglong smiled awkwardly. At that time, he thought that the rough man was just someone who wanted to get close to Mu Xiuyun, so he didn't pay much attention to it, so he didn't ask for his name.
Now seeing Feng Qantian talking to Mu Xiuyun, she was worried that Mu Xiuyun would believe Feng Qantian's sweet words, so she interrupted the conversation with the excuse that someone was looking for Mu Xiuyun.
"Haha, Jin Shenglong, can the lie you made up be more comprehensive, so that you can't even make up the name?
Did he feel jealous when he saw Xiuyun and I chatting, so he deliberately used this lame excuse to interrupt our communication? "
Next to him, Feng Qantian smiled mockingly, with contempt in his eyes.
In his opinion, Jin Shenglong's method of preventing him from pursuing Mu Xiuyun was too clumsy and full of mistakes.
"There is no need for Holy Dragon to lie to me. He may be a descendant of another Supreme Elder in Tianxuan's lineage. I will go see him again after the auction is over."
Mu Xiuyun thought that Beidou Holy Academy was her former school after all, and the elders of Tianxuan's lineage were kind to her, so it wouldn't be a problem to meet the so-called senior brother, so she agreed.
"good."
Jin Shenglong nodded. He was very happy that Mu Xiuyun believed that he was not lying. He was about to find a seat to sit down when he suddenly remembered that the rough man had said something that he wanted to convey to himself.
Then he said: "That person also wanted me to pass on something to you, saying that he wanted to thank you for teaching the nine-level mind method of Yunxia Mantian."
"The clouds fill the sky with nine levels of mental power?"
Mu Xiuyun was stunned.
This is the supreme martial skill passed down from her ancestors. It is only passed down to her clan members and never to outsiders. She has never passed it on to outsiders.
No, she once taught a person in the Demon Emperor Realm, but that person had been attacked and killed by the White Tiger Clan and other upper realm races.
She saw with her own eyes that his body and soul were destroyed, and even his soul was not saved!
Who is that person and why does he know this secret? Could it be that he is a member of the White Tiger clan, discovered this secret through soul searching, and deliberately pretended to be?
"Xiuyun, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Mu Xiuyun's shocked face, Jin Shenglong asked with concern.
"Jin Shenglong, the second fairy treasure has been successfully auctioned, and the third fairy treasure, the Cloud Mist Magic Umbrella, will be auctioned soon. It is the ultimate magic weapon Xiuyun dreams of. Don't make trouble and disturb Xiuyun's identification and bidding."
Feng Qantian looked dissatisfied.
Some are angry that the other party has been harassing him and sabotaging his pursuit of Mu Xiuyun.
Mu Xiuyun thought for a moment and suddenly said: "Holy Dragon, where is he now?"
"At the martial arts stage, if you want to see him, go there."
Jin Shenglong replied.
"Please take me there immediately."
"now?"
Jin Shenglong turned to look at the auction table and saw that the third immortal treasure was about to be put on the stage, so he said: "How about I take you there after the auction of the third immortal treasure is over? Anyway, he will attend the alchemy conference the next day. , won’t leave.”
"No, I don't have the ability to take a picture of this fairy treasure at the moment. You can take me there now."
Mu Xiuyun didn't even look at the auction table. She didn't want Feng Qantian or Jin Shenglong to take a picture of the Cloud and Mist Magic Umbrella for her, otherwise she would owe a huge favor.
Feng Qantian quickly said: "Xiuyun, this cloud magic umbrella is a gift from me to you. You don't need to spend a holy stone on it."
His voice has a charming magnetism that makes people deeply fascinated by it.
But Mu Xiuyun remained unmoved and said calmly: "I don't like to owe favors. I accept your wishes. Holy Dragon, let's go."
Before coming to participate in the auction, she originally planned to come just to take a look. After seeing so many powerful sons and goddesses gathering, she knew that her current financial resources would definitely not be enough to take down the fairy treasure-level items, so she gave up. .
at this time.
She walked resolutely, without even turning her head to see if the cloud-mist magic umbrella was real and if it would have a huge effect on her.
"good."
Jin Shenglong immediately agreed and took the lead to walk towards the entrance of the hall.
One of the two is as beautiful as a flower and has unparalleled fighting power, and is called the Valkyrie. The other is the dragon among men, and is called the number one genius in the world of saints. They walk side by side, like a pair of golden boys and girls, attracting countless gazes. Looking at it, even the immortal treasure on the stage felt a little sad.
Seeing the two people leaving, Feng Qintian smiled sinisterly and was not angry. Instead, he played with the folding fan in his hand and turned his attention to the auction table.
"Young Master, Mu Xiuyun is a descendant of Moyun Supreme, and is someone Jin Shenglong likes, so I think let's forget it."
Next to him, an old golden eagle man of the ancient saint level persuaded.
He is the guardian of Feng Qantian and has a very high status.
"Diao Lao, women who are difficult to conquer are more interesting. Besides, I am sincere this time and will marry Xiuyun and marry the Moyun clan. How can I give up?"
Feng Qantian gently waved his folding fan, and his evil smile captivated all the women in the world.
…
Martial Arts Stage.
There are many alchemists sitting on the ground here, most of them practicing.
Piaomiao Holy Mountain is full of immortal energy, which is very helpful for cultivation. Everyone wants to take advantage of this period to absorb more immortal energy and use it to improve their cultivation.
This is one of the reasons why many creatures are willing to pay fifty low-grade holy stones and stay in Misty Holy Mountain.
Here, not only can you watch an unprecedented alchemy competition, but you can also absorb a lot of immortal energy that is not available in the outside world. It is a sure profit.
Lin Yu was immersed in practice.
His clone is currently practicing as a quasi-sage, but it is not far away from the true saint. Because the immortal energy of the martial arts platform is very strong, he has reached the perfection of quasi-sage in just a few hours.
In order to hit the true holy realm in one go.
He took out some high-grade semi-holy medicine and chewed it raw.
Seeing this scene, the alchemists around were stunned. This guy was probably a savage. How could he take the semi-holy medicine raw? Isn't this a waste of the efficacy of the semi-holy medicine?
"Oh, young man, you are also an alchemist. Why are you wasting your resources so much? All kinds of cultivation resources need to be refined into elixirs so that they can be absorbed faster and be more effective. Why are you eating them raw?"
The old woman who had previously persuaded Lin Yu not to reveal his money said anxiously.
"I'm on the key to promotion, eating faster this way."
Lin Yu grinned and continued to chew and swallow various semi-holy medicines.
In fact, he didn't know the recipes for various elixirs and couldn't make elixirs at all. Moreover, his ability to absorb semi-holy elixirs was far greater than that of ordinary people, so he didn't worry about the loss of the medicine's power.
"You want to break through to the True Saint Realm, I have pills, why waste it."
The old woman took out a bottle of elixir and threw it over.
"I accept it with good intentions, but I will not be rewarded for my efforts."
Lin Yu did not accept the pill, but sent it back intact.
After a while, he gnawed ten semi-holy medicines, some of which were high-grade, medium-grade, and low-grade.
Then, he continued to practice in seclusion.
About a quarter of an hour later, his body was enveloped by a thin layer of holy light.
"Xiuyun, that big man said he was your senior brother and wanted to see you."
Jin Shenglong brought Mu Xiuyun to the martial arts stage and recognized Lin Yu at a glance, because he was the most noisy place in the whole place, covered with holy light, like an immortal.
"Why do I have no impression of him at all?"
Mu Xiuyun looked at Lin Yu carefully not far away, running through various faces in her mind, but none of them matched her.
But he knew the secret between himself and that person. Was he really a villain of the White Tiger clan?
