Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Sometimes, opening the doors for business is all about surprises.

The Spring Breeze Delightful Building, which had just returned to the empty door, has now started to receive people in a steady stream.

And the oncoming momentum is quite ferocious, going on and on.

So much so that the 17 or 18 younger brothers who greeted the guests in the building were a little overwhelmed.

"Strange thing... Could it be that the Qizhen Pavilion is closed today? The bosses have nothing to fight for, so they come here for a drink?" The shopkeeper of Chunfeng Deyi Building sat behind the counter in a daze, puzzled.

"Second brother, what kind of new face came to this building today?" The unidentified cultivator grabbed a restaurant boy and asked in a low voice.

By the way, hand over a fairy crystal.

After all, sophistication is indispensable everywhere.

"Thank you, Master Guest Officer!" The younger brother happily took the fairy crystal, and then he was about to reveal some news symbolically.

But when he raised his head, he realized that when he looked around, all he could see were faces.

Now that the auction is being held in the Qizhen Pavilion, and all cultivators are gathered in the imperial city, how can it be possible to say that?

The cultivators seemed to see the embarrassment on the boy's face, so they didn't ask too much, and didn't want to go back to the fairy crystal, so they let him go.

After all, in their Realm, a little bit of fairy crystal is nothing.

"I feel that the mysterious fairy soldier is here at this moment, and someone should have concealed his aura, so he couldn't find it..." one of them speculated.

He glanced around, trying to find some clues.

"I now hope that the person carrying the immortal weapon has left..." The other person smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Look, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is here now, people from the four great longevity families have arrived, even if the immortal soldiers are still there, what can we do..."

Following his gaze, he saw a group of luxuriously dressed young people.

From the appearance point of view, he is about twenty years old, a handsome young man and a young girl.

Even the few accompanying servants standing around have extraordinary temperament, far from being comparable to ordinary cultivators.

Anyone who walks around the imperial city often can tell their identities. They are the young masters of the Song family, one of the four great longevity families, and they are well-known figures among the young generation of Shenfeng Xianguo.

"Cousin Qingliu, people from the Bai family and Yang Jiahua family are here. It seems that they have also noticed something..." A girl with bright eyes and white teeth transmitted a voice secretly.

Beside him was a gentle and elegant man with a smile on his face.

"That's natural... The auction of Qizhen Pavilion is extraordinary, making all forces tense, and any disturbance will attract major attention."

"Brother Qingliu, then who do you think will end up with..."

"It's hard to say, all four families are possible. The Liu family of the royal family will also come to join in the fun, and then there will be Sect masters from all over the world, and cultivators from other countries besides kamikaze..."

"So what do we need to do next?"

"Wait and see."

In addition to the Song family, members of the other three longevity families are also discussing something carefully.

Although it may seem that they are mainly young leaders, in fact, at this time, all the elders and strong men from all sides are lurking in the dark, waiting for opportunities to move.

Will show up as soon as the situation calls for it.

They are the winners who finally decide the ownership of the "Immortal Soldiers".

"Hey, Master, didn't the little brother just say that there is an auction in the Imperial City these days, and the business of the restaurant is deserted? It doesn't look like it..." Sun Xiaokong scratched his head, a little puzzled.

Since the food and drink were served, he had been working hard for a while, and when he raised his head again, he felt as if he had passed away.

"Hey, he must have been attracted by the dragon meat." Huo San spread his hands out of surprise.

"I didn't expect this group of people to have good noses, but it's a pity that they came a step late, and no one can snatch them away..."

I saw him patted his stomach proudly, burped, and drank a glass of wine, feeling very uncomfortable.

It was just after the dragon meat was put on the table that there was a trace of breath. Most likely, no one would have thought that it was a dish that could attract countless cultivators, and it was still being eaten.

"Friend, is it okay to give up your seat, Xiaoxiao is not respectful..."

Someone threw a good-looking universe bag in front of Huo San and the others. It contained a lot of fairy crystals, and it might be worth a thousand catties.

To put it bluntly, this is enough to buy more than a hundred duckweed inns in Azure City.

Huo San leaned back, raised his face, and looked at the visitor with a half-smile.

He thought to himself, there is no peace with Xiaokong by his side...

Now there are more than a hundred tables of guests sitting in the Chunfeng Deyi Building, but it is impossible for someone who is not open-eyed to choose them.

Sun Xiaokong grabbed the Qiankun bag and put it in his arms, then waved his hand and said, "It means we accept it, so please leave. I'm sorry, but I, Master, haven't had enough fun yet."

The visitor frowned, a bit of displeasure appeared on his handsome face.

"My friend, you are a little out of touch..."

"Huh? Why are you not authentic? We didn't promise to give you your seat." Sun Xiaokong stood up suddenly, but found that the other party was more than half a head taller than him, so he sat back silently.

"Okay, what should we do?"

"You said you picked a soft persimmon for a long time, but you picked it on the young master's head. You don't look very energetic..."

After being told what he was thinking in his heart, the visitor obviously couldn't hold back his face.

Didn't he just come late, and there were no seats in the Chunfeng Deyi Building, so he could only find a way to invite a table away.

It's a pity that the house is full of wealthy people now, and it's not something you can afford to offend casually.

Huo San's table was selected by him after many considerations, and he didn't look like a group of people with a big background.

"Boy, I advise you not to toast or eat fine wine..."

"If you are sensible, get out! When I do it, you will end up with nothing left!"

"Oh, there are always people in this world who are rushing to seek death, there is really no way..." Sun Xiaokong stretched his waist and stretched his muscles and bones.

Naturally, he never paid much attention to the ignorant Heaven-reaching Realm in front of him.

Just eat it after a meal.

However, before he could do anything, the shopkeeper of Chunfeng Deyi Building stood up first, and said with a smile:

"Song Shao, the guests at this table are the distinguished guests of our Chunfeng Deyi Building, please raise your hands high, don't hurt your friendship, hehehe..."

The face of the young man named Song Shao sank.

"Treasurer Wen, you Chunfeng Deyilou have always been neutral and do not participate in any disputes. Are you going to break the rules today?"

Shopkeeper Wen smiled and didn't deny it.

After a few breaths of stalemate, that Young Master Song didn't make a move after all, and turned around with a cold snort and brushed his sleeves away.

Not even a harsh word was left behind.

Shopkeeper Wen laughed a few times quite boldly, and said soothingly:

"Everyone, please continue to eat, don't be distracted by the little episode, today's meal is our host!"