There is a snowy plain in the center of Snake Tiger City and White Tiger City. Although it is not as big as the Longxiang Snowfield, it is also home to Xinghai Tower and Miaoyin Pavilion, two places for monks to practice and relax.
Miaoyin Pavilion is located on the north side of Shehu City, sandwiched between Baihu City and Shehu City. Its southeast side is the direction of Xingtian Mansion.
Due to time constraints, Yu Wan didn't have time to go to the Xinghai Tower here again. After she and Yu Jiao came out of the north city gate, they rushed all the way to Miaoyin Pavilion. There is only 1 day left before the auction.
Flying high in the sky and looking from a distance, you can see a small five-story pavilion with steep snow-capped mountains on its back, and a flat snowfield in front of the door.
The outer layer of Miaoyin Pavilion is decorated with mahogany and green glazed tiles, and bells are hung on every eaves. On the dazzling gold and jade gate, there is a plaque of the same kind made of gold and jade, on which the three characters "Miaoyin Pavilion" are written with flying dragons and phoenixes.
Just from the appearance and name, one would think that this is just an ordinary place selling magic weapons, talismans, etc. But who would have thought that after entering, I would find that there is a whole other world here.
In the center of the hall on the first floor is a stage where singing and dancing take place. The monks at the surrounding fence were either drinking, making noise, or directly taking the monks they liked in the building to the room to spend the night together.
Yu Wan, who was sitting by the railing on the east side of the third floor, had been drinking here for most of the day, and the melodious sounds kept coming to his ears.
She has rejected countless monks, both men and women, who came to chat with her. He also watched Yu Jiao on the other side constantly rejecting more male or female cultivators who wanted to fall into his arms.
Seeing Yu Jiao's expression without changing again and using his spiritual power to lift up the delicate male cultivator who was about to fall into his arms, the corners of Yu Wan's lips couldn't help but twitch.
This is really a crazy place.
Just looking at the way that Yu Jiao's face remained unchanged as he drank milk one sip after another, Yu Wan felt that it was very inconsistent.
After coming out of the city, Yu Jiao gave himself a medium-grade storage bag filled with low-grade spiritual stones. He handed him the storage bag of hot milk that he had agreed on in the jade slip.
These hot milk are all packed in jade cans with a capacity of 100 cubic meters. There are many flavors including snow sugar, nectar, wind cliff honey and no addition.
Along the way until now, I have drank either spiritual dew or spiritual wine. On the other hand, Yu Jiao only has milk that never leaves his hand.
Not to mention that he is a demon cultivator, but in a place like this, the sense of disobedience is even more serious.
In the evening, when my thoughts were running wild, I was suddenly awakened by the sound of a pipa.
She turned to look at the center of the hall, and saw that the dancing demons with the fragrant scent of flowers had disappeared, and instead appeared a female foundation-building cultivator with a green gauze covering her face and holding a pipa in her arms.
The cold plum fragrance spread through the nose. As the woman moved her fingers, the plum fragrance gradually filled the pavilion and even spread outside the building accompanied by the sound of pipa.
Is he actually a music cultivator?
The sound of the pipa was either high and angry, or crisp and mellow, which attracted the low-level monks present who lacked concentration to enter the illusion one after another, and their expressions continued to change with the music.
Yu Wan also sat upright at this moment, the empty flames in his body spread all over his body, and he kept chanting Taiyi Qingxin Jue to keep his mind clear.
The voice became more and more urgent, and more and more beads of sweat formed on Yu Wan's forehead.
Finally at the next moment, the sound of the pipa suddenly stopped, as if the song was over and about to end.
However, Yu Wan still dared not relax her mind. At this time, all her clothes were soaked.
Some of the monks who persisted heard the pipa sound stop, and some had already relaxed their vigilance and were about to tease the female cultivator below, but they didn't want the female cultivator to speak directly and start singing.
The cold sound is like the clear water of a mountain stream, or like the surging cliff waterfall. The sound is full, sometimes high and sometimes low, leading those monks who have relaxed their vigilance into the illusion again.
This time, the female monk performing on the central stage seemed angry. The temptation in her singing gradually increased. Many monks stepped over the railings like zombies and fell directly to the hall on the first floor.
The sound of falling kept coming one after another. Even though the female monk had stopped singing and returned to the background, there were still monks who had not broken free and fell for this charming voice.
After about half an hour, Yu Wan opened his eyes, kneaded his fingers to clean the sweat stains on his body.
She took a deep breath and raised her eyes to look at Yu Jiao, only to see him drinking milk as calmly as before.
"She has the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment?" Yu Wan asked Yu Jiao uncertainly.
"Not yet, only the late stage of foundation building, comparable to me." After taking another sip of milk, Yu Jiao opened his mouth to answer his questions.
Yu Wan was a little surprised when she heard this, "So, her musical talent is extremely high. For a moment, I actually heard the sound of the avenue in it."
After the words fell, Yu Jiao raised his eyes and looked at Yu Wan. Since the first meeting, he rarely stared at Yu Wan like this. Firstly, it was rude, and secondly, she was not worthy.
But now after hearing Yu Wan's speculation, Yu Jiao felt that maybe the information collected previously was still inaccurate. It seemed that someone had deliberately concealed something.
At such an age and with such a level of cultivation, one can detect traces of Tao. Yu Jiao has never met anyone other than himself so far.
At this time, he has been regarded as one of the strong opponents who may encounter quota in the future. But for now, Yu Wan's cultivation is still too weak. Even if she rises to a small level, she may be able to gain more this time.
There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but Yu Jiao's expression remained unchanged. He just stared at Yu Wan for a breath, then lowered his eyes and started drinking milk.
After just two sips, he seemed to think of something and explained, "This person's name is Shi Qingqing, and he is considered the number one in the building."
Catching Yu Wan's doubts, he continued, "Because she only sells her art and not her body."
"Miaoyin Pavilion is actually a flower building, specially designed for people in Fuhu City, Shehu City, and Xingtian Mansion to relieve their fatigue. But even so, how can there be no monks from the other three cities."
"This place is actually not much different from our chaotic sea area. The only difference is probably whether it has a magic word to call it."
"Keep drinking for a while. Since Shi Qingqing has appeared, the auction will start soon."
After he finished speaking, Yu Jiao continued to drink milk, his eyes never leaving the jade bottle in his hand.
After hearing this, Yu Wan became more and more curious. Seeing that there was a new song and dance downstairs, she turned around and looked out to watch.
At this time, there was another guqin solo downstairs. It was a male cultivator in white. The male cultivator had a weak temperament and looked like a weak wind supporting a willow.
The back building of Miaoyin Pavilion and the rest area for monks in the pavilion.
After Shi Qingqing finished playing, she went directly from the teleportation array to the top floor. She looked at the statues of monks in the hall in the mirror array and couldn't help laughing to herself.
"My fellow Taoist master is worthy of being the top name in the pavilion. His pipa skills and singing voice are really captivating."
A cold female voice came from behind her, and Shi Qingqing turned to look at the visitor.
"It turns out it's Elder Mo. Qingqing is polite here."
This person was the female cultivator surnamed Mo who was in charge of Gu Changfeng before. She lay down unceremoniously on the small couch, closed her eyes, and told Shi Qingqing, "No need to be polite, I heard that there is a heavy treasure in this auction." , I just came here because of its reputation.”
"That way, I won't disturb Elder Mo's rest. I'll call you when the auction starts."
After the words fell, Shi Qingqing stood up and left the room.
Just as he closed the door, a loud female voice came from the corridor.
"Sister Qingqing, the auction is about to begin. Let's go get a good place."
"I don't know what is in this auction, but it is kept secret from us. I just hope nothing goes wrong because of this big treasure."
A lively female nun ran over, took Shi Qingqing's arm, and left here mumbling.
Inside the room, the closed eyes of the female cultivator surnamed Mo opened, her eyes were bright and she stared into the void, motionless.
