The white-haired Yao Lao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his nervous eyes relaxed. Although seven pills are not many, it is definitely not a small amount to refine seven blue spirit pills from one blue spirit grass. He vomited He took a breath and said with a haggard face, "Long Jie, my mission is completed and I'm going to rest first. Fortunately, I did not disgrace my mission. Fortunately, I didn't waste the medicinal materials." After saying this, he walked out without caring about the reaction of everyone. In the medicine room, I spent a whole day and night refining the blue elixir. The higher the level of elixir, the longer it takes to refine it. Legend has it that some elixirs may not be successful even after several years of refining.
Mo Longjie bent down slightly and watched after Yao Lao's back walked out of the medicine room. Although his face was red and his spiritual light was shaking, he rolled the blue elixir in the medicine cauldron into the jade bottle with a gentle roll. His eyes could not bear the excitement. With the Blue Spirit Pill, he might have the hope of breaking through to the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm and entering the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Zhao Jiuge looked at the blue spirit elixir with curiosity on his face and swallowed subconsciously. This was the first time he saw the refined elixir.
He gave a blue spirit pill to Mr. Mo, then calmed down his excitement, took a deep breath, handed the jade bottle containing three blue spirit pills to Zhao Jiuge, and said softly, "Jiuge. "Uncle Mo is taking advantage of you this time. Take these three blue elixirs and go to the auction house tomorrow. Uncle Mo will definitely give you a meeting gift that you are satisfied with." There was a bit of embarrassment in his words, after all, you can get it this time. The blue spirit grass is entirely due to Zhao Jiuge.
Zhao Jiuge smiled honestly, scratched his hair with his hands, then took the jade bottle and looked at it carefully. "This time, Mr. Mo and I have saved one of the four blue spirit pills to attack the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and the other one for the kid Shooyi. Jiu Ge, please help Long Jie more in the future." Look. When Zhao Jiuge didn't speak, Mo Longjie continued, with a hint of solicitation in his words.
Zhao Jiuge was holding the jade bottle at this time, and his chest was heaving a little due to excitement, and his breathing felt a little chaotic. When he heard what Mo Longjie said about the meeting gift, his eyes were filled with anticipation, and he immediately wanted to know what Mo Longjie would give him tomorrow. What myself.
The next day, at dawn, Mo Ling'er came to the room and called Zhao Jiuge, eager to go to the auction house. Since seeing Zhao Jiuge, the smile on his face has become more smiley every time, and his mouth has almost reached the back of his ears. . Zhao Jiuge followed Mo Ling'er to the yard and found many people standing in the yard.
Mo Longjie was still wearing a blue robe and stood elegantly with his hands behind his back. Zheng Jie bent slightly beside Mo Longjie and whispered something softly. Behind him, seven or eight men wearing black light armor stood holding swords. Seeing Zhao Jiuge and Mo Linger coming, Mo Longjie raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Are you all ready? There are many people today, so we can prevent the Xiao family from causing trouble."
Hearing Mo Longjie's inquiry, Zheng Jie bent down even lower, "Everything is ready, Master, and the manpower has been arranged to go out." His face was solemn and respectful.
"Let's go, get there early." Mo Lingjie nodded lightly and then looked at Zhao Jiuge and Mo Ling'er with a gentle look on his face, and a group of more than a dozen people left the Mo Mansion.
Walking through the bustling streets, Zhao Jiuge looked at all kinds of mortals running around for a living, working from dawn to dusk to make a living. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion. If he hadn't encountered the inheritance left by his master, he might have been like them. Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but sigh when he thought of being busy every day, then wasting a hundred years and finally turning into ashes or rotting between heaven and earth.
As he got closer to the incongruous alley, Zhao Jiuge felt that the flow of people was getting bigger and bigger. He secretly wondered how charming an auction was to attract so many monks. Entering the alley, the psychic realm monks he saw setting up stalls the day before had already Missing, did you see people in all kinds of weird costumes entering behind the black curtain
Throughout the alley, Zhao Jiuge found many men in black light armor walking back and forth. These were all Mo Mansion's men. Some had spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies, and some were just ordinary people. The two men in the blood-moving realm were still at the black curtain door. , when they entered, the two men were surprised when they found Zhao Jiuge following Mo Lingjie, but they regained their composure after a while.
After entering the door, the seats on the first floor were already full. There was a platform at the front. Feeling the spiritual power fluctuations in the venue, Zhao Jiuge's pupils widened a little, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was secretly surprised. Are there many casual cultivators near Dongyang City? There are several figures on the first floor that attract Zhao Jiuge's attention the most.
A sloppy Taoist priest was holding a white dust in his hand. The dust was almost the same as a Taoist priest's beard. He was sitting there with a smile on his face. His skin didn't look old or wrinkled at all. He did not talk to the people around him, and looked sanctimonious. Next to him stood a little Taoist boy with a red face and a cute face. Zhao Jiuge was secretly shocked and found that he could not see through the Taoist priest's cultivation.
A rough man with a square face and a full beard, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose and a broad mouth, was talking excitedly to the people around him. His words were like the sound of a golden bell, and Zhao Jiuge could hear them from far away at the door. to his voice. Looking honest and honest, but feeling the fluctuations in spiritual power, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but secretly scream, late stage of the spirit transformation state.
There was also a gloomy old man sitting in the corner. He was as skinny as a stick and wore a mask. The exposed skin looked like the farmland in the mountains had dried up without water in the past. His eyes looked dim and lifeless, but Zhao Jiuge stared at the old man's eyes. But his body felt numb, like a poisonous scorpion. There was no one around the old man sitting with him, and they stayed as far away as if they were hiding from the god of plague. He didn't mind just sitting there quietly. Zhao Jiuge felt that this dark old man had higher cultivation than that Taoist priest and was more unpredictable. Zhao Jiuge had only felt this feeling the night he met the cold water dragon.
The last middle-aged man, dressed as a scholar, was holding a white fan and shaking it gently. He wore a white shirt that revealed a faint meaning of being out of the world. He looked at the people coming and going around him with a smile, and looked at him from time to time. A flash of light flashed inside, Zhao Jiuge looked at the fan that seemed to be an ordinary fan, but the light was gently rippling on the fan, and his pupils suddenly shrank. The magic weapon was in the late stage of the spirit transformation realm again.
Then there were a few more prominent forces in the crowd. Judging from the uniform costumes of the generals behind them, they should be from several other small families in Dongyang City. There was no one with any cultivation level that attracted Zhao Jiuge's attention. He was just a member of the small family crowd on the other side of the venue. The eighteen-year-old young man looks quite handsome, but his face is a bit pale. His dark eyes are blazing at this time, staring closely at Mo Ling'er beside him, with a mixture of indifference in his eyes. Hidden admiration.
Seeing the corner of Zhao Jiuge's mouth pursed slightly, he didn't expect that this little girl Mo Ling'er was quite cute. After Mo Longjie came in, he kept looking around and sizing up the people in the venue. After looking at all the people on the first floor, his eyebrows were furrowed in a figure-eight shape, with a look of contemplation and solemnity on his face.
Two days have passed and there has been no response from the Xiao family. They didn't even come today. What kind of trick is this? He shook his head slightly and looked at the Mo family's hands arranged outside. Without thinking too much, he greeted Zhao Jiuge and Mo Ling'er went directly to the private room on the second floor. After sitting for a while, Mr. Mo appeared on the front platform with a kind smile. Suddenly, the venue gradually became quiet, and then cheered and cheered. The atmosphere in the Time Auction House reached its peak.