Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

Three months passed in a flash.

In the past three months, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the world of cultivation.

The monks from various sects sent elder-level experts to the lower realm of cultivation, and in the name of accepting disciples, they recruited many well-qualified disciples in the lower realm.

The monks in the lower realm have low cultivation. For the sake of resources and future, they have selectively forgotten the overlord practice of setting up a barrier in the upper realm to enjoy exclusive spiritual energy.

The two worlds shared the same hatred and determined that Baochen and Qilian were in the same group, and issued the most wanted arrest warrants for the two.

But three months have passed, and there is no news from either Qilian or Bichen.

Apart from this excitement, there is another thing that makes people worried.

Evil spirits and ghosts were causing chaos, and many towns throughout the upper realm were persecuted.

Rich towns can also ask nearby sects to come and help.

It’s just that those towns that don’t have the money and power are forced to bear it.

They are bitter, and Shuang Yu is also bitter.

The powerful towns looked down upon "little role" casual cultivators like him.

Worried about the people who had no money and power, he eventually became a cheap laborer and spent three months traveling around in those poor towns to solve the problems of evil spirits.

He didn't earn even [-]% of the entrance fee of [-] low-grade spiritual stones in Zhenbao Pavilion.

Seeing that the Zhenbao Pavilion would be opened in less than three days, Shuang Yu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

[Sell yourself, my lord! 】

Xiao Ai covered her conscience and pretended to cry.

Shuangyu: "..."

It seems that this is the only way to go.

Under Xiao Ai's guidance, he transformed into his original form and came to the realm of Zhenbao Pavilion.

Not long after entering the city, he immediately felt that someone was secretly watching him.

Great, the fish...is hooked!

His mustache moved, and he skipped towards the alley.

Sure enough, just as he entered the alley, a black sack fell from the sky.

Thumping, but fluttering vigorously.

But how can he, who has no magic power, defeat this sack of magic weapon!

Not long after, footsteps sounded and the sack was picked up.

"This thing will definitely sell for a lot of money. I really made a fortune this time!"

The monk carried Shuang Yu and went straight to the Treasure Pavilion.

Soon, the steward of Zhenbao Pavilion met this person in person.

Shuangyu, who had been trapped for an hour, finally saw the light of day again.

Before he could adapt to the light.

He was once again carried and locked into a golden cage.

He pulled the pole with his little claws and looked at the people surrounding him with an innocent face.

"Sir, this is the legendary fox demon I caught. How about it? Isn't it cute..."

The monk rubbed his hands and asked the steward with a kind face with a flattering smile.

Since the barrier appeared, the demon clan has not been seen in the upper cultivation world for nearly 800 years. Isn't it precious?

"The appearance is good, smooth and smooth, but unfortunately, without the demon elixir, even alchemists would consider it useless. At best, it can only be used as an ornamental pet."

The steward made some comments and shook his head with regret in his eyes.

"But he is a demon...how precious."

The monk became anxious when he saw that the person in charge didn't want to take the call.

"Now that the upper and lower realms have merged, there are quite a few lively demon clans in the lower realm. This thing like yours is not a treasure."

The steward snorted coldly and his face darkened.

"This...it took me a lot of effort to catch it. If you don't accept it, there is no point in keeping it. Otherwise, if you give me some spiritual stones, I will sell them. You also know that we casual cultivators have How difficult it is..."

The man laughed along, secretly cursing Shuangyu for being a loser.

Shuang Yu had some free time to lie down in the cage, secretly laughing that this man was so stupid that he was hopelessly stupid and would be eaten to death by this profiteer.

"Thirty middle-grade spiritual stones, no more."

The manager looked disgusted and offered a fixed price.

It’s fucking worthless.

The monk almost died of anger.

"Fifty, fifty middle-grade spiritual stones. It's not easy for me to catch them. You see, my hands were scratched by him..."

With a worried look on his face, he stretched out his hand.

The steward could tell at a glance that he had scratched it himself, and the little fox's claws were not that big.

Seeing through but not telling off, he continued to bargain.

"Seven."

"45!"

"Forty, you really can't have more, otherwise you can take it back."

"Okay, forty is forty!"

The monk gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

Don’t give up your free money!

When the man happily left with the money, the manager's dismissive expression changed drastically.

"Quick, get the test stone!"

His hands were shaking with excitement. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch Shuangyu.

His fingers were close to the golden cage. Shuangyu's eyes widened and he bared his teeth, looking like his hair was exploding.

"It's quite fierce...hehehe..."

The person in charge of the matter took back his hand, but his eyes were fixed on him for a moment, and his traitorous temper was completely exposed.

Soon, his subordinates brought over test stones for testing spiritual roots and spiritual bodies.

The steward was afraid of being bitten, so he ordered his subordinates to take Shuangyu out, hold his claws and place them on the test stone.

"With a single water spirit root, and a natural body of pure yin, I will make a lot of money! Feed him the elixir and see if he can transform!"

With his eyes red with excitement, the steward continued to give orders.

The subordinate opened Shuangyu's mouth and stuffed a low-grade spirit storage pill into it.

Soon, Shuangyu turned into a human form.

The fox tribe is good at charming, and their example is not bad.

As the young master of the Tushan clan, his appearance is even more outstanding.

Even in the world of cultivation where all appearance is outstanding, he can be considered a leader with his appearance.

"court death!"

Shuangyu's Ruifeng eyes widened, and he was about to cast a spell to escape in anger.

A hint of viciousness flashed in the steward's eyes, he raised the corners of his mouth and clapped his hands.

Ten big men in physical training jumped out, sharpening their swords and walking towards Shuangyu.

After struggling for a while, Shuangyu was caught again.

After one of them stuffed a few pills into his mouth again, he returned to his original form and fainted.

[Thank you for your hard work, sir. I will add chicken legs to you when you return to the underworld. 】

Xiao Ai rubbed her little hands in flattery.

Get lost, you fucking chicken legs.

Shuangyu remained unmoved.

[Hmph, I really do have thousands of them! 】

"how did it get here?"

Shuangyu questioned.

When Xiao Ai thought that he had been betrayed and bribed, she immediately stopped talking and stopped talking.

"Go to work quickly and see if there is anything we want among the treasures in this auction."

Shuangyu couldn't bear the urging.

I have been acting for a long time just to win the treasure.

If there is nothing he wants, he will not leave it to be auctioned.

About a quarter of an hour later, Xiao Ai came back with fluttering wings.

[Many treasures, I really found them this time, sir...]

"Is there anything I want?"

Shuangyu asked anxiously.

[Yes, it is a magic weapon made by a high-level weapon refiner. The wearer can not only hide his cultivation level, but also his aura. As long as his cultivation level is not as high as that of the weapon refiner, it is generally invisible. Oh, I forgot to mention it. , that weapon refiner was already at the middle stage of the Tribulation Stage before he died! 】

Xiao Ai said excitedly.

Posthumous works are always valuable, and this magic weapon is probably very valuable. If you can't afford it, you can only wait and grab it!

Shuangyu sighed, once again hurt by the fact that he was a poor man.