Full of white hair of medicine old self-relief sighed, nervous eyes also relaxed, seven although not much, but a blue spirit refined out of seven blue spirit can not be less, long spit a turbid, full of hagbidity, full of hagbidity "Longjie ah, my task completed to rest first, seven lucky not to humiliate, fortunately I did not waste the medicine."After ignoring the reaction of many people, he walked out of the medicine room, in order to refine the blue Lingdan day by day and night without eyes, the longer the higher the spiritual medicine refining time, the legend of some ethereal drugs need to be refined for several years without success.

Mo Longjie slightly bent down to see the old drug back out of the medicine room, although full of red light, the light shake, gently a roll, the blue Lingdan in the medicine into the jade bottle, the eyes can not bear the excitement of the look, with the blue Lingdan, perhaps he has the hope of breaking through the late stage of the spiritual environment, into the foundation.

And Zhao Jiuo looked at the pale blue blue Lingdan full of curiosity, subconsciously swallowed the mouth, this is the first time to see the refined medicine.

A blue lingdan was distributed to Mo Lao, and then converged his excited look, a deep breath, the jade bottle containing three blue lingdans reached out to Zhao Jiu Song, gently said "nine songs ah, this time Uncle Mo takes advantage of you, these three blue lings you hold, tomorrow to the auction, Uncle Mo definitely sent you a satisfactory meeting."There is some embarrassment in the words, after all, this time to get blue grass is completely the credit of Zhao Jiu Song.

Zhao Jiuge smiled thickly, grabbed his hair with his hand, and then took the jade bottle and carefully looked at it."This time, the four blue Lingdan and I left an old man with the impact of the spiritual realm, and one of them left to guard the righteousness of the child, nine songs, you can help Ha Longjie."Looking at Zhao Jiuo, who did not speak, Mo Longjie continued to say, and did not forget the meaning of the words.

Zhao Jiuge at this time holding the jade bottle in the heart because of excitement, chest is a little ups and downs, breathing feeling are a little confused, heard Mo Longjie said the greeting, eyes show the color of expectation, immediately want to know what Mo Longjie will give himself tomorrow.

The next day, at dawn, Moling came to the room and shouted Zhao Jiu Song, can't wait to go to the auction, since seeing Zhao Jiu Song, every time the smile on the face is more, the mouth is fast to the back of the ear.Zhao Jiuge followed Moling to the yard and found many people standing in the yard at this time.

Mo Longjie was still a blue robe and elegant hand, Zheng Jie was slightly bent next to Mo Longjie and whisper something, and seven or eight men wearing black armor behind him stood with a knife.Seeing Zhao Jiu-ge and Moringer coming, Mo Longjie's eyebrows gently asked, "Are you ready, there are many people today, to prevent Xiaojia from messing up."

Hearing Mo Longjie's inquiry, Zheng Jie bent his waist lower and "all prepared the owner, and the hands were arranged out."A face is heavy, and the color of respect is evident.

“Come on, come on early.”Mo Lingjie gently nodded and walked, and then a soft face looked at Zhao Jiu Song and Molinger, and a group of more than a dozen people came out of Mofu.

Shuttle in the bustling and bustling streets, Zhao Jiu Song looks at all kinds of mortals, in order to live a rush, get up early and greedy busy with their livelihood, the heart can not help but feel thousands of feelings, if not their own master left the inheritance, they may be busy like them every day, and then staggered into a sap of ashes or decay between heaven and earth, think of this Zhao Jiu song can not help but babble up.

As the closer to that unattainable alley, Zhao Jiuge felt that the flow of people was growing, and it was secretly strange how attractive an auction would attract so many monks to enter the alley, the day before yesterday, those spiritual monks who saw the stall had already disappeared, whether they saw all kinds of strangely dressed people entering behind the black curtain.

The whole alley Zhao Jiuge found back and forth a lot of black light armored men, these are Mofu people and horses, some of them have aura fluctuation, some are ordinary people, the black curtain door is still the two men who moved the blood, when the two men found Zhao Jiu Song and Mo Lingjie next to the face full of surprise, but then a moment to restore calm.

After entering the door, the seat on the first floor has been filled with seven or eight, the front is a platform, feel the fluctuation of the spirit in the field, Zhao Jiuge's pupil widened, the eyebrows gently wrinkled, secretly surprised, so many people are scattered around Dongyang City, one of the layers of the most attractive Zhao Jiuge's eyes.

A stern Daoist held a white dust in his hand, and the dust was similar to the Daoist's beard, and he sat there with a smile, and his skin was not old-fashioned, and there was no wrinkle.Nor do they talk to the people around them, a look of good looks, and next to them stands a red-faced child, a lovely face, Zhao Jiu Song secretly shocked, found that he could not see the cultivation of Taoists.

A four-way face, a rough man with a beardy face, big eyebrows, straight nose, there excited to follow the people around to talk about something, like the sound of the golden bell, separated from Zhao Jiu Song in the doorway to hear his voice.Looking at a thick and honest look, but feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power, Zhao Jiu Song can't help but scream, the late spiritual environment.

There is also a deep old man sitting in the corner, with a face mask, showing the skin as if there was no water in the mountains before, two eyes looking dark and godless, but Zhao Jiu Song stared at the old man's eyes, but his body was tingling, like a poisonous scorpion.The old man did not sit with him, and he was far away from the plague god, and he did not mind sitting there quietly.Zhao Jiu Song felt that this dark old man was higher than that Taoist, more elusive, and this feeling Zhao Jiu Song only felt the night when he met the cold water frog.

The last of the students dressed up of the middle-aged man, holding a white fan gently shaking, a white shirt revealed the faint meaning of dust, smiling at the people around, from time to time the eyes flashing, Zhao Jiu Song looked at the ordinary fan, but the spirit light gently rippled with the fan, the pupil suddenly a shrinkage, the baby instrument, but a late spiritual state.

Then there are a few forces in the crowd more prominent, looking at the unified clothing of the family behind, it should be a few other small families in Dongyang City, not to make Zhao Jiuge attract attention to the characters, but the small family crowd in the field of about eighteen-year-old youth, looks very handsome, but the face is somewhat white, a pair of dark eyes, at this time with a fiery, firmly staring at the side of the Moling, eyes mixed with undisguised love.

Seeing the corner of this Zhao Jiu song gently sipped, I can't imagine that Moliner's little girl is still quite like it.After Moronjie came in, he constantly looked at the people in the field, and after watching the whole layer of all the people, the two eyebrows were wrinkled in eight-shaped shape, and his face was thoughtful and heavy.

Two days have passed the Xiao family has not yet reacted, today did not even come, what kind of trick this is playing, slightly shook his head to look at the outside layout of the Mo family hand, do not think much, greeting Zhao Jiu song and Mo Linger directly on the second floor of the bag room, did not sit for a while, Mo Lao appeared on the front platform with a kind smile, suddenly quiet in the field, and then cheered, a moment.