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Qing Xuanzong.

The third peak.

“Qing’er, we have to go.”

Next second.

A woman in a plain blue dress came out.

Standing in place, he shouted to an old man in ink robes not far ahead, “Master, I am ready.” ”

Hearing this, the ink-robed old man turned around and looked left and right, “What about your sister?” ”

Words fall.

A light voice came.

“Master, I’ve arrived.”

Next second.

A woman with a beautiful figure and a tall green silk dress walked out.

Seeing the woman in the Luo skirt, Liu Qingqing immediately stepped forward, very affectionately took the other person’s arm, smiled and said, “Sister Jing, where have you been lately?” I haven’t seen you in a long time. ”

The woman who was called Master Jing’s sister was named “Mo Jing”, the eldest disciple of the Third Peak Peak Lord, and the core disciple of the Qingxuan Sect.

“Qingqing, I haven’t seen you in a few months, and I’ve already touched the threshold of the foundation building period?”

For this little master sister, Mo Jing liked it from the bottom of his heart, and his talent was extraordinary, not only in cultivation, but also different from ordinary people in the process of alchemy, and his progress was rapid.

The Ink Robe Elder said to the two women, “Well, don’t delay any longer, or you won’t be able to catch up with the auction.” ”

With that, the three of them rushed towards Ximing City.

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That’s it.

Many alchemists in the Eastern Wasteland rushed towards Ximing City.

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Ximing City.

Just a few hours of time.

Hundreds of thousands, all kinds of gorgeous ruts, arks, birds fell over Ximing City, colorful and almost covered the entire Ximing City.

The only people who could make such a big scene were the alchemists in the Eastern Wasteland who were rich and oily.

Almost all the alchemists of the Five Great Sects of the Eastern Wasteland had come.

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“Master, what are we here to buy?”

Soon, Liu Qingqing, Mo Jing and his party came to Ximing City, and Liu Qingqing finally couldn’t help the curiosity in her heart and asked out loud.

“Fallen Immortal Bones.” The ink-robed old man replied.

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Mo Jingmei on the side, and he explained to Liu Qingqing on behalf of Master Zun: “The bones of the fallen immortals, the elixirs of the earth, generally grow in the spirit of the spirit of the strong spiritual power, and the shape is like a lotus flower…”

After listening, Liu Qingqing nodded.

Immediately, Mo Jing turned sharply and asked, “Master, a spiritual medicine of the land product can’t let your old man come to visit in person, right?” ”

“Yes, ordinary fallen immortal bones, there is really nothing rare.”

“But the difference in this auction is said to be the legendary pure fairy bone.”

“A pure fairy bone, free of impurities in the body, its root is a stone.”

“The conditions under which it was formed, no one knows…”

“If I had the chance, I really wanted to get to know the big man who sold this fairy bone.”

Speaking of this object, the mood of the old man in the ink robe also fluctuated significantly.

His name was “Wu Mo”, and he was not only the peak master of the third peak of the Qingxuan Sect, but also an alchemist, who had studied the Dan Dao for most of his life.

Hearing this, Liu Qingqing and Mo Jing also showed expressions of expectation.

If you can see such a treasure, it is worth the trip!

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After the three entered the lobby on the first floor of the auction house.

I found that the huge first-floor hall was actually very crowded, and it should be known that the hall was several thousand meters large.

This shows how many people come to the auction today.

Liu Qingqing and Mo Jing were both beautiful faces, each with its own strengths and weaknesses, and as soon as they appeared in the hall, they attracted the attention of many young Tianjiao.

Coupled with the fact that he was wearing one of the five great sects, the clothing of the Qing Xuan Sect was even more dusty.

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However, the terrifying pressure emitted by an old man in an ink-colored robe at the head of the group made many young people who were ready to talk to Tianjiao dare not come closer.

“Sister Liu!”

Suddenly, a young man dressed in gold walked quickly to Liu Qingqing and the others.

Immediately, Jin Hualong held his fist to the ink-colored robed old man and shouted very respectfully, “Hualong has seen Lord Mo Feng, and has seen Mo Shijie.” ”

Jin Hualong is the master of the second mountain, although he is also the peak master of the second mountain.

However, Lord Mo Feng was not only a peak master, but also the chief alchemist of the Qing Xuan Sect, so he did not dare to make a mistake, and he was extremely respectful.

Moreover, for Mo Jing, who was also a core disciple, he could only shout a word to the master sister.

Because Mo Jing was in the circle of core disciples, her fame was resounding, and her appearance was not inferior to Liu Qingqing’s, but no one dared to beat her idea.

Mo Jing and Liu Qingqing, standing together, like a pair of sister flowers, Jin Hualong is also itchy, sooner or later, one day, he Jin Hualong will take it all!

Looked at.

Wu Mo just nodded.

Although Jin Hualong’s talent is also outstanding, it is not the kind he admires

“Lord Mo Feng, Sister Liu, Sister Mo.”

“You should be coming to the branch of Ximingcheng for the first time, I am familiar with this place and come often.”

“I’m on the fifth floor, and there’s a private room, if you don’t want to give up…”

Jin Hualong issued an invitation, and his voice was deliberately amplified, and some ordinary sect disciples around him heard it and cast envious eyes.

What kind of identity is this gold-clad young man, who can actually have an exclusive box on the fifth floor…

Donghuang Auction House, there is an unwritten rule, that is, the higher the floor, the more precious the identity.

Hear that.

Wu Mo thought about it for a moment and was ready to agree to come down.

Because he spent all day in retreat in the mountain peaks, painstakingly studying Dan Dao, this Ximing City was also his first visit, and he had no connections.

Even if he is the peak lord, who knows his own identity?

It was impossible to shout that he was the peak lord of the Qingxuan Sect, right?

Therefore, since Jin Hualong was familiar with this place and had made arrangements, he simply agreed to forget it, and then gave him a Dan medicine, which was a personal feeling.

Just when you are ready to say yes.

A steward trotted over and said to Wu Mo:

“This senior, a distinguished guest on the seventh floor, opened a private room for you on the sixth floor.”

The voice dropped.

The people around him heard the sound of inhaling cool air.

What kind of person can stay on the seventh floor?!

You know, even the five great sects of the Eastern Wasteland can only stay at the fifth layer.

The sixth floor is generally used to entertain guests from the Middle Imperial Domain or other large states.

But this last guest on the seventh floor…. Could it be that he is a big man from the Middle Emperor State Domain?

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