After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

The three Dingyan Pills were sold for a high price of twelve thousand spirit stones amidst the scramble for them by many female cultivators who practiced the art of seduction, led by the Hehuan Sect.

The price of one of the Dingyan Pills is as high as five thousand spirit stones. Just as Senior Qin Ruge said, the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect will go crazy to fight for the Dingyan Pills.

It’s fine if you like it, just like it.

I just like this kind of monk who spends money lavishly.

The final item to be auctioned was a Qi Gathering Pill, which was an essential elixir for a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage to break through to the Core Formation Stage. This was the ultimate goal of the many cultivators in the Core Formation Stage who were sitting silently in the private rooms on the second floor.

"Let's go, Fellow Daoist Jin, I'll take you to see a good show." Bai Lan took Jin Yao's hand and was about to leave.

Jin Yao was stunned: "Ah? Are you leaving now?"

She thought the highlight was to install this.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the next battle will be between the Jindan stage seniors. It will be very boring. Let's go."

There are many storage bags waiting for her. With such a wonderful two-way journey, how can she let those cute little guys wait for long?

"What do you mean by a good play? I've watched plays performed by mortals before, and they were quite interesting." Jin Yao said expectantly, "Could it be that there are mortal plays in the world of cultivation?"

"...This play is not that play, you will know when you go to see it."

Without concealing his whereabouts, Bai Lan went to take the more than 10,000 spirit stones obtained from the auction of Dingyan Dan in such a blatant manner, and hung the storage bag around his waist in a dignified manner.

The red-dressed waiter who had been following Bai Lan and the other person to handle business looked at Bai Lan with pity in his eyes.

Because there were already many probing eyes on her and Jin Yao. After counting carefully, she found that five people had already set their eyes on her, but their cultivation was only at the ordinary seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining.

There also seemed to be a few opponents with unfathomable levels of cultivation.

The monk who was hiding in the dark to protect Jin Yao began to sweat profusely.

Suddenly I felt like I was at war with the world.

"Where are we going?" Jin Yao, who was following Bai Lan out of the city without knowing anything, became increasingly confused.

Bai Lan shook his head: "The destination is a little far from Cangyuan City, but good things come at a distance, we will see it if we go a little further."

She took the initiative to go to a remote and deserted place. How proactive! She took the initiative to create conditions for the evil cultivators.

Jin Yao swallowed.

Bai Lan's expressionless face and the way he kept leading her deeper into the woods made Jin Yao feel uneasy.

"Bai, Fellow Daoist Bai, why don't we go back?" Jin Yao said in a low voice: "I feel something is not right."

Bai Lan waved his hand and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, it's coming soon. By the way, when you watch the show later, follow me and don't run around."

Jin Yao's heart skipped a beat. How could she encounter danger while watching a play?

The sky was dark and the occasional chirping of cicadas could be heard in the woods, making the atmosphere even more eerie.

The fog gradually rose, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the footsteps of the two people became clearer.

The concentration of water spirit in the fog is too high, it is obviously not an ordinary fog.

Jin Yao, who was standing by, hadn't noticed anything was wrong when Bai Lan suddenly stopped and grabbed her wrist.

"What, what happened?" Jin Yao was already nervous, and when Bai Lan suddenly grabbed her wrist, her voice trembled.

"Shh." Bai Lan made a gesture to keep quiet and took out the Golden Bell Cover from the storage bag.

Three or four wooden spikes came silently, and Jin Yao was startled. Just as she was about to fight back, a cover descended from the sky, covering both of them.

The moment the wooden thorn collided with the golden bell, it was cut in half in an instant.

"You stay here and don't move." Bai Lan waved his hand and left a few hundred spirit stones on the spot, and whispered: "Use the spirit stones to maintain the operation of the Golden Bell Cover."

After saying this, she came out of the golden bell alone, put on an invisible robe in the fog, and her figure gradually disappeared.

Jin Yao nodded blankly, and immediately felt relieved.

Fortunately, fortunately it was not Brother Bai who wanted to kill her.

Bai Lan originally wanted to use the spoils he had obtained earlier, the bow-shaped spiritual weapon, to hide in the golden bell and shoot the enemy.

But she didn't expect that there would always be people who like to use this method of using fog and sand to conceal their figures to deal with her.

It would be faster to use the Soul-Breaking Spear to harvest the storage bags. She had a feeling that there would be more than just Qi Refining cultivators on this trip, so it would be better to fight quickly and decisively.

His spiritual sense extended out, and the auras of seven or eight Qi Refining Stage monks became apparent, and their sights were all focused on the conspicuous Golden Bell Cover in the fog.

Jin Yao looked at the spells and talismans that kept hitting the golden bell. The colorful colors hit the golden bell, but it was like hitting cotton, and disappeared like smoke in an instant.

Fortunately, the magic weapon her father gave to Brother Bai was not diluted with water and the quality was guaranteed, otherwise she would be finished today.

Just as I felt relieved, a scream came from somewhere in the distant fog, and the sound disappeared in an instant.

Her heart tightened, and after a second of careful listening, she realized that it was not Bai Lan's voice, but a stranger's. Only then did she feel relieved.

Almost every quarter of an hour, different screams could be heard from different directions in the fog.

Jin Yao was dumbfounded. She thought she was surrounded by evil cultivators, but now it seemed that the opposite was true?

She looked down at the pile of spirit stones at her feet, and it was almost used up.

The seven or eight Qi Refining cultivators in the fog were killed or injured in an instant, leaving only two people on the scene.

One of them realized that something was wrong and ran away quickly.

The other person was the one who first dispersed the fog.

The black-robed monk frowned. This method, which was originally intended to confuse the enemy, seemed to have the opposite effect.

But it’s not a big problem, because those who died were all colleagues.

For people in their line of work, the lives of their colleagues are not important.

But if this continues, he will be the one to die.

Now he is the only one left. Fortunately, the female cultivator hasn't found him yet. It must be that her spiritual awareness is not strong enough and she didn't detect his location.

The black-robed monk breathed a sigh of relief, took out a green jade bottle from his storage bag, and with a slight flash of spiritual power at his fingertips, he pinched his fingers to raise the jade bottle.

The dispersed mist was gradually collected into the bottle, and the surrounding scene gradually became clear.

"Hmm? I thought it was some kind of magic, but it turns out to be a spiritual weapon. This thing is great, I like it very much."

Suddenly, the girl's expected voice was heard from behind. The black-robed monk holding the jade bottle paused and almost dropped the bottle.

It’s not that the female cultivator didn’t notice herself, but that she left herself until the end!

"who!?"

He looked back in panic, but found no one behind him.

"Why are you panicking? I'm just telling you something from the bottom of my heart. Relax."

The spear suddenly thrust out, heading straight for the heart.

The black-robed monk sensed something was wrong and dodged. He wanted to escape, but found vines growing under his feet that bound him for a moment.

The defensive shield that had not yet been taken out of the storage bag and activated had not yet been activated, but the flaming spear had already pierced his heart.