The three of them were all shocked by this strange card coming from the sky. Even though Xie Lingtan was so calm and composed, he almost made the wrong move.

Before the Immortal players had time to speak, the female cultivators were unconvinced.

A female cultivator with a spiritual treasure, dressed in jewels and with a bright appearance: "Look at how jealous and ugly you are. You gave me ten thousand spiritual stones and I didn't even want to take a second look. And you still laugh at the young master?"

"Don't talk about appearance. In the battle with Daolian, the young master was the person who triggered the most lotus seeds. Even if I am a member of the Kaihuang family, I still have to accept it. Bah! A boneless thing who only dares to speak ill of people behind their backs." Kaihuang's daughter.

Build a cold road.

If the Kaihuang and Lingbao female cultivators are branches of the young master's support group, the Shangqing female cultivators can be said to be the most orthodox group. When they heard the Lingbao man mocking Jiang Qinfeng, all of them had a bad look on their face.

"Who is this yellow-robed monster? Ask the sisters to find out. Don't even think about finding a Taoist companion in Shangqing in this life..."

Yan Yiyun felt that there was no need to do anything himself, with a surprised look on his face:

"Let me go, is this little Jiang's mother's fan in the world of cultivation?"

"You don't even look at what you are. You are ugly and faceless. I'm afraid no monk will be willing to marry you in the future?" Chen Baohu sneered, turned around and mocked the female cultivator.

The female cultivator was angry and drew her sword to attack, but he ducked sideways and knocked her to the ground with his kick, which was really embarrassing.

"Huh? Didn't you say that the monks of Kaihuang are as nimble and agile as monkeys? It turns out that I was overestimating them."

He raised his feet, showing an embarrassed expression, but the smile in his eyes was malicious.

"you!"

The female cultivator looked at a pair of pure white brocade boots in front of her. All the way up, there was a plain white robe without any wrinkles. The young master showed her a gentle smile.

"Are you okay?"

The female cultivator from Kaihuang who just spat angrily at Sunshine met her idol and spoke like a mosquito: "Thank you..."

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Jiang? I am Chen Baohu, a spiritual treasure realm cultivator. I have admired my name for a long time, but when I meet you today... it's nothing more than that."

Jiang Qinfeng frowned. This man had obvious hostility towards him. He didn't know where he came from.

"Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Chen Baohu is not stupid. Looking at their strength in numbers, especially Xie Lingtan, he is so powerful that he is like a dog kept by Jiang Qinfeng. He bites, is silent and loyal, and makes him want to take a detour.

"Misunderstanding? Master has not allowed you to enter the top of Immortal Realm for five years, which is a hint to you to leave on your own. You have occupied the position of Master Master's first disciple, but you cannot satisfy Master. It shows that your character is not good.

You thought I would be like those ignorant female nuns, deceived by your appearance!"

With a swipe sound, the tip of the Spiritual Heart Sword was pressed against Chen Baohu's shoulder.

The young master suddenly smiled, and the surrounding scenery was brightened by this smile, but the long sword was as if covered with frost and snow, every inch of it was cold, reminding the other party——

Its owner is good-looking and not easy to mess with.

"What does the matter between me and Master have to do with you? When I first showed up as a disciple in the tenth year, you were still playing fish in Lingbao."

Chen Baohu originally thought that this guy was easy to talk and easy to bully, but he didn't expect that the Spiritual Heart Sword, with its unparalleled sword power and seemingly elegant appearance, taught him not to dare to act rashly.

"Hey, if you have something to say, let's talk..." He gently moved the tip of the sword away, turned around and ran away.

"Ouch!"

He had a big fall and his appearance was indecent, which made the onlookers burst into laughter.

The female cultivator from the Imperial Palace who had just been insulted by him smiled and said, "I'll pay you back. Thank you Mr. Jiang."

Chen Baohu stood up: "You Jiang Qinfeng, the son of a mere human city lord, do you really think that you can be lawless with the support of your master? Do I know who I am?"

Tsk tsk, it’s really a classic cultivation plot. Is this the young one leaving, the old one coming, starting the plot of poking into the nest?

Jiang Qinfeng slowly put away his sword and let him become furious.

Before Mr. Chen could finish his words in a arrogant manner, Xie Lingtan interrupted him: "You are the only son of the cave master of Cangwu Cave."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Yan Yiyun Yang Yang held the small magic weapon in his hand: "Hai, I was standing by and recorded it for you. If you keep talking nonsense, I will let each of the sisters get a copy. All the women in the three realms can see Mr. Chen.

The grace of falling."

"Okay, okay, we'll see you at the auction. We'll see what happens." Chen Baoshan gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do.

Jiang Qinfeng is neither humble nor arrogant, Xie Lingtan is steady and self-possessed, and Yan Yiyun is cunning and wise. They are like a copper and iron wall, difficult to break through and make them lose their composure.

The monks and mortals who were watching dispersed one after another. A handsome young man in Tsing Yi in the crowd looked at Jiang Qinfeng with a playful smile and said in a low voice: "Master Xuehun and his friends are very interesting."

The monk next to him was pulled back to his senses by his friends.

"Xiao Lin, why are you in a daze?"

The monk named Xiao Lin said in a daze: "That person, that person's voice is so nice..."

When Jiang Qinfeng faced his own people, he did not have the arrogant aura he had just now, and showed a lovely puzzled expression.

"What did he mean just now? Why did it become my painting? Besides painting me, does this painting have anything to do with me?"

"Let's go back to the bookstore and take a look." Xie Lingtan suggested.

So the three of them returned to Qingzhu Bookstore again.

Yan Yiyun opened the booklet in a hurry and read it carefully: "The name of the treasure is Jiang Qinfeng·The Night of Flowers and Candles in the Bridal Room. The consignor is nameless. The starting price is one hundred thousand spiritual stones. The number of the auction is in yellow."

"Yellow letter?" Jiang Qinfeng frowned.

"Heaven, earth, and people are yellow, this is the order of the auction. Heaven is the spiritual treasure, the earth is the elixir, the human being is the magic weapon, and the yellow is the special consignment. The treasure appraisers are not easy to judge, or the consignor has a special identity.

Those with special instructions will be put up for auction at the end."

Yan Yiyun walked and recalled.

"Last time, the Yellow Character Market auctioned a monster caught in the abyss, which has never been recorded in the book. It also auctioned the peach blossom wine jar that Langyu Immortal drank from, and Madam Qing's hairpin. Let me think about it, oh, yes

Yes, the three-legged jade cup that Master threw away back then was worth two hundred thousand spiritual stones!"

Jiang Qinfeng: "...No, does anyone dare to sell this?"

"So we have to sell it anonymously," Yan Yiyun said heartbrokenly, beating his chest and the ground, "It's a pity that I can't bring anything back from the top of the fairyland, otherwise I have to evacuate the Bingpo Tower."

Jiang Qinfeng frowned, thinking that things related to him would be taken out in a big way and people would watch and evaluate them. He felt uncomfortable. Seeing that Brother Xie was still reading the pamphlet attentively, he made a sad face.

The cards in the system look just like real people, and advanced cards also have dynamic special effects.

As a list before the auction, the Stars List was widely circulated, and time was short. It was relatively rough, the paper material was cheap, and the black and white color scheme was very different from the original card——

But even this cannot conceal the peerless elegance of the young master in the painting.

In the painting, the young master looks like someone carved out of ice, with a smile like rain and clouds, which makes people's hearts melt. He has black hair and snowy clothes, and a graceful posture. He is painted very carefully, and even his eyelashes are clearly defined. I wonder who is so lucky to be able to be painted.

He watched with tenderness and dependence.

Xie Lingtan gently closed the Star Record and sighed quietly:

"Standing like a orchid and jade tree, smiling like a bright moon in my arms, I searched and searched, and found it here."

Jiang Qinfeng was so ashamed that he slammed the book shut.

"Whose joke is this? Or if someone wants to see me make a fool of myself, you won't buy it——"

"Thank you, brother, this is a happy event."

Yan Yiyun cupped his hands and expressed happiness.

Jiang Qinfeng's voice weakened: "Right..."

Xie Lingtan stretched out her hand to caress the young master in the painting, her eyebrows relaxed:

"If it is true, it is indeed a happy event.

"Why is this a happy event?" Jiang Qinfeng was confused.

"For a long time, I have wanted to get a... portrait of you. Isn't this just right?"

Saying this, Xie Lingtan put the album of stars in his hand close to his body.

I didn’t get it, I didn’t get it, but now there is an extra way to earn money.

In any case, it is better than not having any Krypton channels at all.

Jiang Qinfeng looked at Brother Xie who looked like he was possessed by a demon and was about to cry without tears:

"What's so good, one hundred thousand spiritual stones, it's obvious that it's a lie!"

Mr. Li in the bookstore slowly approached them and shook his head:

"It's really not worth a hundred thousand. In my opinion, a thousand spirit stones are already the highest price."

Mr. Li was an ordinary mortal. Because of his superb painting skills and different appreciation level, he was retained by the owner of the bookstore with a large sum of money. His pertinent and official evaluation immediately confirmed the opinions of the monks outside.

"The old gentleman naturally focused on technique and artistic conception when appreciating paintings. After all, he was somewhat restricted. At first glance, this painting looks like a jade, unparalleled in the world. It captures people's minds immediately. Why can't it be rated as an excellent painting?

It's not worth a thousand in your eyes, but it's worth more in my eyes." Xie Lingtan said calmly.

"Haha, this young man is so eloquent, but it's a pity that it has flaws. Look at it, it's winding and snake-like. It's like white jade with flaws and delicate flowers stained with mud. It's really inferior quality."

He held the book in disgust and poked the lower right corner of the painting with one hand, which was the SSR mark.

Yan Yiyun said with a smile:
To be continued...