Chapter 263 Everyone, how can scholars be robbed? Seeing Qing Yi handing over the map with both hands, Li Xunhuan nodded and gave him an appreciative look. You can't control this thing. Yuan Yao is already an old man, so there is no need to think about bathing. But when he stretched out his hand, landed in the center of the scroll, and gently picked it up, he felt a resistance from it. My goodness, people never die from old age? Thinking that he was a scholar and could not rob openly, he stopped and congratulated politely. "Since Brother Qing is reluctant to leave, then forget it. Um, by the way, I wish Brother Qing a smooth journey." Threat! He's threatening me.
Qing Yi blinked, his heart was beating fast, but he put on a smile. When he thought of how terrifying Li Xunhuan was, he wailed in his heart, took a last reluctant look at him, and then used both hands to push himself in front of Li Xunhuan. In a very righteous and resolute tone, "Brother Li, what are you talking about? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have found it. In the final analysis, this thing is meant to be with you." "Oh?" Li Xun Huan glanced at him, with a half-smile on his face. "So, this scroll is really meant for me?" "Exactly." "That's right, I'll take it." As you can see, he gave it to me on his own initiative, no one tried to snatch it away. He happily put it into his storage bag, and decided to go to Hanlitai to take the spoils first, and then take a bath. Unfortunately, Yuan Yao didn't come, so the process couldn't proceed. At that moment, the charming yet dignified image of Mrs. Wen suddenly flashed through his mind. Could it be, it can't be, maybe? Soon he came to his senses and thought, I actually have the ambition to be like Cao Cao? Impossible, it absolutely cannot be such a coincidence. He raised his foot to go on stage, but before he did, he noticed Qing Yi's aggrieved look, and then he remembered that Qing Yi had helped him a lot in Xutian Palace. It seems that some compensation is needed. We can't let good people feel disheartened. "Brother Qing, do you know Kuixing Island?"
"Of course I know," "Three years later, I will hold an auction for high-level cultivators on Kuixing Island. Longevity fruits, sky-replenishing pills, ancient treasures, rare elixirs, and thousand-year-old elixirs will all be on sale." "Fellow Daoist, please be merciful. I will definitely be there." "No, no, no, you misunderstood." After a pause, he smiled and said, "I want you to be the auctioneer of this auction. How about a Heaven-Repairing Pill for your reward?" Qing Yi did not speak, but came to the front of Li Xun Huan, straightened his clothes, raised his arms, and saluted solemnly. "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Dao. I will take good care of this matter and make it known to the public." "Yes, I admire you, don't let me down." After Li Xunhuan finished speaking, without even looking at Guan Qingyi's reaction, he turned around and stepped onto the stairs. Thanks Xinggong. A Bu Tian Pill not only repays the favor, but also bribes Qing Yi. What, the Bu Tian Dan is useless? What does this have to do with him? He just provided the real Tianbu Dan. Qing Yi was secretly delighted, this was the Heaven-Buying Pill. Not only can it increase his lifespan, but he may also be able to take the opportunity to break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Thanks to Li Xunhuan. What a good man. He had wronged Brother Dao. Yes, there is no bad person among scholars. Seeing Li Xunhuan walking away, Yu Guangzhong waved and hurriedly followed him. "Brother Dao, let's go together." Just like entering the Xutian Palace, an old man and a young man were walking slowly, one behind and one in front. The young man was still a nobleman, while the old man had completely become a servant. . . . After a moment, the two of them passed through the high platform gate and slowly walked in. "The Bu Tian Dan is mine." The old demon Qingyang came close to the Bu Tian Dan, grabbed it with one hand, with joy on his face. At that moment, a foot kicked him in the waist, and his body flew backwards. Wan Tianming glanced at him disdainfully and was about to get the Tianbu Dan. "Master Wan, you can't take this Heaven-Repairing Pill." A beam of Yin Fire flew over and forced him back, and the sickle followed closely behind, knocking the Bu Tian Dan away.
Seeing this, Wan Tianming frowned and said angrily, "Jiyin, why do you still have the Tiandu Corpse Fire!" "Haha, this is all Wu is capable of." During the interval between the fight between the two men, they did not notice that the Bu Tian Dan suddenly turned a corner in the air, passed by seven beads, and went towards the door. Finally, it fell into a young hand. To be honest, Li Xunhuan was also caught off guard. The first thing he saw when he entered the door was the Bu Tian Dan, which was thirty feet away. Then, he really reached out and got it. At this time, the five people naturally saw Li Xunhuan, and their faces were filled with fear for a moment. How can this be? ! ! Under such an attack, even the Queen could only dodge and deal with it. How could he survive? ! "Impossible, I don't believe it, you are fake." The cultivator named Lin's eyes were wide open with anger, and when he saw the person who destroyed his life-saving magic weapon, his eyes instantly turned red. Perhaps he lost his mind for a moment, or perhaps he felt that he could not escape, he swung the broken sword violently and killed him. "do not want!" Wan Tianming stepped forward and prepared to stop him. At the same time, the old demon Qingyang and Ji Yin looked at each other and thought it was a good opportunity. They must and must escape while this is happening. If you put yourself in their shoes, they will never let that treacherous villain go. Having made up their minds, the two men transformed into lights and went their separate ways. When seeing the reactions of the crowd, Li Xunhuan was stunned. His surprise was understandable, after all, the incarnation talisman was indeed a treasure. He didn't intend to explain this. But what the hell is running away and fighting for one’s life? Is it difficult for me, a scholar, to speak? Not polite at all. As for impolite people, all he can do is send them on their way. "Certainly!" "fall!" "wind!" As the three words fell, the three figures in the air suddenly paused for a moment, and then three lightning bolts as thick as a person fell from the sky, followed by a cold wind. The figures of the three people seemed to be fixed by the wind and sand, and were blown away by the wind.
Afterwards, the storage bag and magic weapon fell on his waist. This series of actions is completed in just one second. In his opinion, such a result is normal. After all, the three of them had been exhausted after a fierce battle, unlike him who was in a state of complete victory. But it is very scary in the eyes of others. Qing Yi’s cultivation level was low, so he could only make a rough guess, but he could kill three Nascent Soul stage cultivators in seconds? This, Anyway, he has never seen such an awesome person in his entire cultivation career. On the other side, Wan Tianming took only one step and stopped ten feet away, not daring to move. He was greatly shocked. It was true. Not only was this person not dead, he was still in a victorious posture. Thinking of this, he raised his arms, saluted, and said in a soft yet firm tone, "Senior, your magical powers are so great that I am far from being able to reach your level. I wonder if there is anything I can do for you. If the Wan Fa Men can't do it, I think Wan Xiangu will be able to help you." After he finished speaking, he returned the three storage bags. As for why there is one more, maybe it’s because he is kind. "Master Wan, you are too polite. You know, I just need the technique." "Okay, how about six?" "Can," After a pause, he kindly reminded, "Master Wan, don't forget Brother Lin's share." "nature." Damn it, Brother Lin, you even collect money for dead people. At this time, Li Xunhuan turned around and looked at Qing Yi. This glance made Qing Yi smile awkwardly and stammer, "Brother Dao, no, Senior, do I have to write too?" (End of this chapter)