This will bring him great trouble to bid for Daoguangshui. New...

The importance of Daoguangshui to him is self-evident, so Fang Ling is never willing to make any mistakes in this matter.

His thoughts flashed in his mind, and he took the Mingwang sword into his hand. A huge golden body magic image instantly appeared behind Fang Ling.

The blue dragon hanging on his head and the white elephant stepping on his feet is naturally majestic, but in the eyes of Shenyan Daozun, it is a joke.

His attack is a spiritual attack. No matter how powerful your Dharma body is, what is the use? A little Taoist's spiritual consciousness is still left to his Taoist master!

But just as he was about to open his mouth to urge Fang Ling to kneel down again, a golden eye suddenly flashed between the golden Dharma body with all his hands.

A golden light broke through the air and hit the forehead of Shenyan Daozun. The golden light was too fast, and Shenyan Daozun was too fast to react.

Shenyan Daozun, who had just hugged his head, felt that his Taoist patterns seemed to be about to disappear. He hugged his head tightly and rolled on the ground with force.

At this time, the God-Shi Yan Dao Zun no longer had the demeanor that a Five-Chalpa Dao Zun should have, just like a madman.

A Taoist Dharma body that looked like a mouth flashed above the head of Shenyan Daozun, but at this time, the Taoist Dharma body was covered with a layer of golden light, and some places were even more indicative of wanting to collapse.

The collapse of the Taoist pattern is like a dead end for the Taoist priests.

Fortunately, Shenyan Daozun had the cultivation of the Five Tribulations Daozun. At the moment the Daoshima body appeared, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat blood in the direction of the Daoshima body, and instantly suppressed the Daoshima body that was about to collapse.

The golden light became a little dim under the cover of blood light, but it was still like a maggot on the tarsal bone, destroying the patterned Dharma body.

As the face of Shenyan Daozun changed, he finally vomited three mouthfuls of blood at the patterned Dharma body, and then completely suppressed the golden light.

The four mouthfuls of essence and blood, even the Divine Words of the Five Tribulations, were all severely damaged at this moment. The moment he stood up from the ground, his eyes were filled with anger.

If possible, he wants to kill Fang Ling, and he wants to tear Fang Ling apart.

"Die for me!" Shen Yan Daozun shouted angrily. The moment his voice came out, Fang Ling felt countless thunders in his heart smashing from the void.

At this moment, Fang Ling's heart tightened. Although these thunders appeared in his heart and seemed to be nothing, in fact, these Taoist patterns contained the spiritual murderous intent of Shenyan Daozun, which was even more terrifying than the real thunder.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted in the void at this moment. The cold snorted sound was not loud, but in an instant, the thunder that had already enveloped Fang Ling's heart suddenly disappeared completely.

However, the face of Shenyan Daozun became paler. It was obvious that it was a very ordinary cold snorting sound in the ears of others, which caused Shenyan Daozun to suffer a great loss.

The cold snorting sound seemed to come from the sky, but everyone present knew who made the sound.

Pu Ru Daojun, the owner of the Three Immortal Island, could not endure the Shenyan Daozun attacked randomly on his territory.

"Shen Yan knows the sin!" Shen Yan Daozun, who stabilized his mind, bowed to the void and said, "Thank you, Daojun, for your mercy."

Na Puru Daojun did not make any sound about Shenyan Daozun's apology, and Shenyan Daozun did not expect that this noble Taoist lord would give him any comfort.

It was at this moment that Nanhe Daozun flew over from a distance. He glanced at everyone and then said solemnly: "At the time when the Yibao meeting begins, Nanhe, on behalf of his family master, welcomes all the colleagues to come."

For many monks who came to participate in the Yibao Society, in their eyes, Nanhe Daozun is a big tree, a big tree that they need to look up to.

What's more, the mountain where this big tree relies on had just opened its golden mouth, so they hurriedly said, "I dare not."

With the welcome from Nan He Daozun, the people present began to enter the palace according to their status. Although Fang Ling showed low cultivation, he was the leader of the Huidao Sword Sect, so he ranked eleventh.

Just as he walked into the temple, he happened to see Jiang Huaiyu's cold gaze. The guy seemed to be telling him that this matter was not over.

If Daoguangshui hadn't been too important to him, kill him now!

Fang Ling, who made up his mind, had the opportunity in the future, must teach this guy a lesson and sat down silently in his position.

The space inside the temple is wide. In addition to the jade platform in the middle, there are three hundred jade collapses condensed from white clouds and tens of thousands of green futons.

After Nanhe Daozun entered the temple, he sat cross-legged on the jade platform in the center. On both sides of his side, Li Yuandu and Lu Yun were sitting.

The person who presided over this exchange was a handsome man in his forties who looked fairy-like.

This man is elegant and gives people a fresh and refined feeling as soon as he comes on stage. If he hadn't been hosting this exchange, it would be difficult for people to associate such a person with such a vulgarity.

"This is the junior brother of Nan Ming Daozun, Nan He Daozun!" Seeing Fang Ling staring at the host, Ziyun Fairy said in a low voice.

Nan Ming Daozun was very eloquent and said welcome words as soon as he came up. His demeanor and the foundation of the Three Immortal Island naturally made the atmosphere of the entire exchange meeting become more lively.

"The Yibao meeting has strong support from all the colleagues. On behalf of the family teacher, Nanming thanks all the colleagues for coming. I don't say much, let's start Yibao now."

"I don't need to mention the benefits of the water dragon Taoist pattern Yuan stone. I'll tell you what you guys want to bid?"

Accompanied by the words of Nan Ming Daozun, a fist-sized Taoist Yuan stone was dragged up by a woman who was floating like an immortal with a small jade plate.

Although this woman was extremely beautiful, she was staring at the tray at this moment.

I saw a real dragon that looked very small but had a swelling sky in the pallet, about to rise in the sky.

Fang Ling had seen the dragon-shaped Taoist Yuan stone. When he was in the Xiyue Divine Mountain, he even saw the real dragon Taoist Yuan stone with three heads.

However, the Taoist Yuan stone finally did not escape the fate of destruction when the tides of heaven and earth.

The first auction item turned out to be a real dragon Taoist Yuan stone. The three immortal islands were prepared in an ordinary enough way.

Just as Fang Ling was feeling in his heart, someone stood up and said loudly: "A piece of golden dragon wood in the wall is to be exchanged for the true dragon Taoist pattern Yuan stone."

The one who stood up and spoke was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a rough face full of excitement.

The person who spoke was also a Taoist lord, but this person's cultivation was just a Taoist lord.

The Nanming Daozun smiled at the speaker and did not speak. At this moment, someone said again: "A piece of golden dragon wood also wants to exchange for the water-based real dragon Taoist pattern Yuan stone. It's so funny. I made a million pattern Yuan stones!"

Yuan stone is valuable to ordinary monks, let alone Taoist Yuan stone. Although Taoist Yuan stone has not been formed, the implicit Taoist patterns are still valuable.

One million Taoist pattern Yuan stones, such a big move, were shocked even those present.

For a moment, many eyes looked at the person who was talking.

Fang Ling did not turn his head, but just listening to the sound, he knew that the person who spoke was Jiang Huaiyu. He was unhappy with Jiang Huaiyu. Although this real dragon Yuanshi was of no use to him, he was unwilling to be so cheap.

"One million and one Taoist pattern Yuan stone."

A faint, provocative voice came from Fang Ling's mouth.

Jiang Huaiyu did not practice water-based martial arts. The reason why he wanted to take down this water-based true dragon Taoist pattern Yuan stone was of other uses, but he did not expect that someone would grab it at this time!

In Jiang Huaiyu's impression, he has never robbed other people's things, and he has never seen others dare to rob his things!

Now, Fang Ling spoke so unscrupulously, obviously he was unable to get along with him, Jiang Huaiyu, which made him extremely angry for a moment.

What's more, Fang Ling's behavior of adding a Taoist Yuan Stone was simply snatching his face without hesitation in front of so many people!

Just as he was about to increase the price, Shenyan Daozun, who was sitting beside him, said lightly: "Brother Nanhe, this Yibao will be a solemn place. How can people make trouble? Can some people take out a million Yuan stones?"

Some people he mentioned naturally refer to Fang Ling.

Fang Ling did not answer, as if he had not heard that the words of Shenyan Daozun were specifically targeted at him, but Jiang Huaiyu, who was sitting next to Shenyan Daozun, said loudly at this moment: "My senior brother is right. This is a solemn place, not a cat or a dog, you can bark here!"

The Nan Ming Daozun, who was hosting the auction, was a little embarrassed. Although he had experienced many storms, he was also a little embarrassed at this time.

When his eyes looked at Nanhe Daozun and wanted to get some tips from Nanhe Daozun's eyes, he found that Nanhe Daozun just smiled calmly.

He has been a senior brother with Nan He Daozun for many years. Nan Ming Daozun didn't understand his senior brother's actions. Although he didn't understand it in his heart, he felt that Fang Ling, the leader of the Huidao Sword Sect, had a far worse identity than Jiang Huaiyu, but he still said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Ling bids for one million and one Taoist pattern Yuan stone, but are there any people who bid?"

Shenyan Daozun's face changed.

Although Nan Ming Daozun seemed to be asking everyone, this question made him feel very bad.

He just raised doubts, and Nan Ming Daozun directly agreed to Fang Ling's bid regardless of it. This was simply a slap in the face.

And slapping him in the face was naturally a slap in the face of his master, but the cold snor of Puru Daojun just now made him dare not speak casually.

"Junior brother, increase the price!" Shen Yan Daozun pondered for a moment and said to Jiang Huaiyu. Now if he wants to win back his face, he can only increase the price.

Although millions of Daopaku Yuanshi can crush a small sect to death, this little thing is still difficult for Shenyan Daozun.

"One.5 million Taoist pattern Yuan stone!" Jiang Huaiyu was eager to try it out. At this time, when he heard his senior brother's words, how could he be polite?

But just as he finished saying this, Fang Ling had already stood up and said, "One.5 million and one Taoist pattern Yuan stone."

This ridiculous number really makes people feel tooth pain.

If you add one piece, can't you add a little more? Jiang Huaiyu, the man who cursed in his heart, said coldly again: "One.6 million patterned Yuan stones."

After the price was reported, Jiang Huaiyu's heart began to bleed. Although he had never lacked the aisle patterned Yuan stone, he still felt uncomfortable if he spent 600,000 more patterned Yuan stones at once.

Fang Ling did not be polite to him and continued to increase the price of a Taoist Yuan Stone. After several rounds of competition, the price had reached 2.3 million Taoist Yuan Stone.

When Fang Ling raised the price by one again, a voice said coldly: "Nan Ming Dao Zun, please invalidate this price increase. Our Huidao Sword Sect cannot produce so many Taoist patterned Yuan stones."

As soon as this voice came out, it attracted everyone's attention. For a moment, almost all eyes looked at the person who was talking.

Fang Ling is not unfamiliar with the person who speaks. It can even be said that this person is Fang Ling's own person. Tingfeng Daozun, Tingfeng Daozun of Huidao Sword Sect.

When I came to Yibao meeting this time, Feng Daozun did not follow Fang Ling. Fang Ling did not pay much attention to her, but he did not expect that this woman would jump out to make trouble with her at this time.

"There are not so many Taoist Yuan stones, and they are still making trouble here. Hehe, fellow Taoists in the world need an explanation for this matter!"

The first person in Shenyan Daozun said coldly.

Nan He Daozun frowned. This matter is now related to the reputation of Yi Baohui. If he handles injustice in this matter, he will threaten the next convening of Yi Baohui.

But that Fang Ling is...

Just when Nan He Daozun was hesitating, many people were already mocking and mocking: "I thought it was a big deal. It turned out that he was standing and talking without a back pain and shouting for the price randomly. Who wouldn't know?"

"For those who are clamoring for prices, you must not let them go at will!"

"A guy who is lucky enough to draw out his magic sword, I don't know that the world is high. For such a person, I think he should teach him a good lesson."

...

Tingfeng Daozun looked at Fang Ling with a provocative face. There was a hint of obvious mockery in his narrow eyes, as if he was telling Fang Ling that you are not bullshit when you leave our Huidao Sword Sect and have no value at all!

Fang Ling ignored Tingfeng Daozun and instead looked at the women beside Tingfeng Daozun.

These women also have the cultivation level of Taoist priest. Although they are of different ages, they look at him a little unkind.

"Sect Master, those are the elders of the Huidao Sword Sect." Fairy Ziyun hesitated for a moment, and finally sent a message to Fang Ling to remind him. (To be continued.)
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