After Xiao Jiuxuan left, Shi Zian came belatedly.
When he saw Ji Xiaoyao participating in the competition on behalf of Jiujiu Winery, his eyes suddenly widened.
The heroine's life was too colorful.
If Uncle Chen hadn't secretly reminded Xiao Jiuxuan of the existence of the eyeliner, he would have run away happily.
I had fun playing with Ji Xiaoyao in the past Feeling Shi Zian's curious glances from time to time, Ji Xiaoyao's heart was full of black threads.
Did he think she didn't attract Xiao Jiuxuan's attention enough?
She pretended to pass by the rest area of the auction house casually, and then sent a voice message in her mind, coldly Leng threatened him: "Pretend you don't know me during this period and don't look at me again, otherwise..."
Along with her threat, there was a hint of cold sword intent.
Realizing that Shi Zian was so frightened by her that she shivered, Ji Xiaoyao left with satisfaction.
Looking at her leaving back, Shi Zian blinked his clear eyes as clear as a stream, with a look of aggrieved self-pity.
The corner of Uncle Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued to secretly observe the situation in the square as if nothing had happened.
The female cultivators who entered the finals accounted for only 30% of all the participating cultivators.
Therefore, there were many male cultivators watching every competition held by female cultivators.
When the more beautiful female cultivators compete, the more male cultivators will watch.
For example, Mu Qingqing, the proud daughter of Heaven in the Floating Sky Palace, has skin that is as good as snow, white and rosy, and her facial features are extremely beautiful, just like the Xian Chen described in the painting book Buran, an elegant and refined fairy, had so many fans that they crowded around the competition stage, and there were also crazy male cultivators who pulled up banners expressing their love and blessings.
During Ji Xiaoyao's competition, the only ones watching were probably monks such as Sang Gaolang, Sang Xiaomei, Jindan Fatty, and the opponent's supporters.
After all, in the world of cultivation, plain-looking female monks like her are quite rare.
What made Ji Xiaoyao secretly happy was that she felt a touch of Uncle Ouyang's breath during the game.
Uncle Ouyang's opponent is Wu Qi, an inner disciple of Danxia Palace.
He is a seven-foot-tall man with extraordinary appearance in the late stage of foundation establishment.
If Wu Qi hadn't drawn Ouyang Yuze in the lottery, I'm afraid he could have easily broken into the top twenty, but it was a pity that he met Ouyang Yuze.
You must know that luck is also a part of a monk's strength in the world of cultivation.
Ji Xiaoyao stayed in the rest area and happily watched Master Ouyang's torture of Wu Qi without any suspense.
After blinking and reporting to Master Ouyang without any trace, Ji Xiaoyao began to wander around the battlefields of various dark horses in earnest.
It is a pity that during the competition, those dark horse monks or genius monks chose to hide their own strength, so most of the competitions were impartial and without any distinction.
After the competition ended in the afternoon, the opponents for the competition of the first one hundred monks the next day were randomly drawn.
The rules of the finals are: draw lots for a one-on-one competition, and then draw lots to compete among the winners until the top ten are determined.
Then there will be two days for the other 90 losers to challenge the top ten.
If the challenge is successful, You can get a spot among the top ten losers.
Two days later, the ten cultivators still standing on the stage will compete in a ranking competition for the top ten.
When Ji Xiaoyao saw that her opponent turned out to be Mu Qingqing, the proud daughter of the Floating Sky Palace, she wailed silently in her heart.
If she accidentally won, would it be too high-profile?
But what if she lost in the competition?
If it falls, what should we do with the top-quality spiritual stone of the evildoer Zuo Lian?
Moreover, the proud daughter of heaven means high defense and high output.
For a monk like her whose defense relies on thick flesh and whose combat equipment is a second-grade flying sword, what do you think?
They are all looking for death, right?
When Fatty Jindan saw that Ji Xiaoyao was actually fighting against Mu Qingqing, his face trembled, and he secretly comforted himself by saying, I'm afraid Jun Xiaoyao is showing weakness to the enemy today, and with her talent in understanding the sword's intention, she will definitely be able to defeat Mu Qingqing. of The opponent Sang Gaolang drew was an elite disciple of Soaring Snake Palace.
Thinking of Soaring Snake Palace's immoral tradition of two versus one, Sang Xiaomei didn't look very good.
When Ji Xiaoyao saw Sang Gaolang's excited and expectant look, he suddenly felt that Sang Xiaomei had thought too much.
Ouyang Yuze's opponent was a little-known casual cultivator with no lethality at all.
It's just that he was feeling cold at this moment, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was slightly worried.
Qi Mengyao tried to communicate with him, but always received very official answers from Ouyang Yuze.
In fact, she had already noticed that Ouyang Yuze kept a distance between gentlemen and gentlemen towards her, which made her feel very at a loss as she had already lost herself in him.
Many of Mu Qingqing's male fans deliberately wandered over to explore the enemy's situation, and even fanatical female fans came directly to Ji Xiaoyao from her appearance to cynicism to her connotation, completely ignoring Jin Dan who was standing aside with a black face.
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Fat man.
Looking at the high-end equipment of those fans, it seems that they are second-generation and third-generation cultivators from well-known and upright sects.
They warned her not to hurt Mu Qingqing's black and shiny hair, otherwise she would never end her life, but they also warned her not to be too inferior and hurt Mu Qingqing's heart of enlightenment that he wanted to practice.
Ouyang Yuze has been paying attention to Ji Xiaoyao's situation.
Seeing her situation at this moment, the frost aura emanating from his body became stronger.
If Ji Xiaoyao hadn't happened to look over and see Uncle Ouyang with a frosty face, and in time the voice in his mind gently dissuaded him, I'm afraid that Uncle Ouyang would have drawn his sword to save her, and then she would have been captured by Xiao Jiuxuan in a very bad way.
When they went back to force the marriage, when they saw the gloomy expression on Master Ouyang's face, Ji Xiaoyao turned away with a guilty conscience.
Just when Ji Xiaoyao calmly turned away, he saw Shi Zian coming over very angry.
Although she was very moved, she still sent the message again with a black look on her face, snorted coldly and threatened to stop him.
Seeing Shi Zian's angry and aggrieved expression, Ji Xiaoyao looked away expressionlessly.
Just when Ji Xiaoyao was furious and thinking about whether to fly his sword out of its sheath, Sang Gaolang had already drawn his sword very righteously and drove those idiot fans back.
Ji Xiaoyao has always believed that as a fan, no matter how much they admire one person, it cannot be a reason for them to insult another person.
Therefore, Ji Xiaoyao was very angry and completely wiped out Zang Zhuo's plan.
"Brother Gao Lang, thank you so much just now."
Looking at Mu Qingqing's fanatical fans who were leaving, Ji Xiaoyao squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Gao Lang, now I plan to go to Jubao Pavilion to bet on whether I will win if Brother Gao Lang I believe you, you might as well place a few bets and have fun.”
Sang Gaolang raised his eyebrows and said happily: "Of course."
After saying goodbye to the Sang brothers and sisters, Ji Xiaoyao took two top-grade spiritual stones from the golden elixir fat man and ran to the Jubao Pavilion without hesitation.
As soon as he stepped into the Jubao Pavilion, Ji Xiaoyao couldn't help but widen his eyes.
The abundance of high-level magic weapons was really shocking.
There was only one floor of the Jubao Pavilion, and thousands of magic weapons ranging from the third grade to the sixth grade were wells in the air.
Floating in an orderly manner, exuding brilliant light with different attributes.
Among them, the sixth-grade magic weapon is a defensive magic weapon, which is the famous treasure of Jubao Pavilion, the six-turn roulette.
Dare to show all the treasures directly.
I have to say that the owner of this business is really courageous.
Moreover, for so many years, Ji Xiaoyao has never heard of a monk who dared to rob the Jubao Pavilion.
It can be seen from this that the Jubao Pavilion The backstage must be very hard.
Jubao Pavilion adopts the law of space compression.
From the outside, Jubao Pavilion is only as big as two basketball courts, but once inside, the field of vision suddenly widens, as wide as a football field.
Detailed introductions to the magic weapons of different uses floating in the air are recorded in the entrance booklet of the Jubao Pavilion.
When the monk sees one he likes, he can directly pay for it and take it away.
Since her Glazed Beacon Fire Sword was a seventh-grade flying sword, it was too ostentatious, but thinking of Mu Qingqing's fifth-grade Fengqing Flying Sword, Ji Xiaoyao decided to bite the bullet and buy a top-grade flying sword herself.
She took the brochure and browsed it slowly.
Looking at the dazzling array of magic weapons with various miraculous effects in the brochure, Ji Xiaoyao's mouth almost flowed into a river.
In the end, Ji Xiaoyao chose a fourth-grade fire-attribute flying sword, the Fiery Sky Sword, which sold for two top-quality spiritual stones.
She was very satisfied with its simple flame pattern and warm feel.
Just when Ji Xiaoyao was about to put down the book in her hand, she suddenly discovered the equally practical treasure Ice Soul Hidden Jade Tablet.
The only function of this jade tablet is to hide the monk's aura.
In this era where we don't need to see with our eyes when fighting, but use our spiritual sense to detect, when a monk hides his personal aura, he will definitely cause a lot of trouble to his opponent.
Moreover, she has always been worried about her glazed holy body.
With this treasure, at least she doesn't have to worry about inadvertently provoking high-level monsters.
The most important thing is that although her appearance and body shape have changed now, her aura has not changed.
If she meets someone who is attracted to her, she may not be able to hide it, such as Xiao Jiuxuan.
This is why she has been highly nervous during this time. reason.
Now that she has this hidden magic weapon, she doesn't have to worry about being too high-profile tomorrow to attract Xiao Jiuxuan's attention.
Therefore, Ji Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and spent five top-quality spiritual stones to buy the Ice Soul Hidden Jade Tablet.
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On the east wall of the Jubao Pavilion hangs the odds of a hundred monks.
Underneath, eight maids in the foundation period are registering the monks' bets on their favorite players in the finals.
Generally speaking, the more popular and favored a participating monk is, the more people will place bets and the lower the odds will be; conversely, the fewer people will place bets, the higher the odds will be.
Therefore, many monks pride themselves on their low odds.
Ji Xiaoyao took a quick glance and found that the odds of popular monks such as Uncle Ouyang, Sang Gaolang, and Xin Liangjun were extremely low.
Even so, there were still many monks betting on them.
At a glance, he knew that Uncle Ouyang and the others were loyal. fan.
The name of the monk with the lowest odds is at the top of the wall, and the name of the monk with the best odds is at the bottom.
Ji Xiaoyao discovered the fact with a black line on his face, that among a hundred monks, the one with the lowest odds was Mu Qingqing of the Floating Sky Palace, and the one with the highest odds was Jun Xiaoyao.
The odds were even one to one.
Hundred.
Ji Xiaoyao took a closer look and found that the total number of winnings against her was one high-grade spiritual stone, while the total number of winnings against Mu Qingqing had reached one hundred high-grade spiritual stones, and male cultivators continued to place bets on Mu Qingqing.
Ji Xiaoyao sighed silently.
No matter what era you are in, you cannot underestimate the madness of fans.
Just when Ji Xiaoyao was about to place a bet on herself, the sound of noisy crowds and screams came from the door of Jubao Pavilion.
She looked up and was a little surprised.
Her facial features were beautiful, like an elegant and refined fairy coming out of a painting book.
This Isn't it her opponent, Mu Qingqing, the proud daughter of Heaven in the Floating Sky Palace?
Ji Xiaoyao is a little curious, what is this fairy-like woman doing here?
I don't know why, even though Mu Qingqing is her opponent and her fans are saying bad things to her, when Ji Xiaoyao looks at her, she can never feel any negative emotions such as disgust towards Mu Qingqing.
Instead, she feels a sincere feeling.
Admiration and appreciation.
Ji Xiaoyao turned to look at the monks beside Mu Qingqing and found that these monks, both male and female, seemed to have a soft spot for Mu Qingqing.
Among them, a female cultivator who was in the early stage of foundation building was so excited that her face flushed red when she saw Mu Qingqing, and she was speechless and choked.
Ji Xiaoyao felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly looked away, silently working in his heart.
After a while, when she looked at Mu Qingqing again, her feelings of admiration and admiration completely disappeared.
Ji Xiaoyao frowned, and then suddenly realized that this Mu Qingqing must have practiced related techniques that can continue to confuse people's hearts, so that's why he has so many fanatical fans.
"My Goddess Qingqing, if you want to do anything, just ask Deng.
Why do you have to come to such a filthy place in person?"
A nouveau riche man with top-notch magic weapons hanging all over his body and extremely good taste.
The foundation-building male cultivator looked at Mu Qingqing and said with regret.
"Yes, there are so many poor monks here in Qingqing.
If they accidentally bump into you, we will really commit a heinous crime."
A female cultivator in the Qing refining stage said with great concern, blinking her big eyes.
He and other enthusiastic fans subconsciously blocked the surging crowd that was rushing towards Mu Qingqing.
"Have you forgotten to come out of the mud without being stained?
Moreover, how can a place with you be a filthy place?"
Mu Qingqing's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, her red lips were slightly opened, and her voice was as melodious as an oriole emerging from the valley.
Looking at Mu Qingqing, who was wearing a graceful white dress and attracting all the attention, with all the stars holding the moon, Ji Xiaoyao twitched the corner of her mouth fiercely, and only eight words appeared in her mind, "What a Virgin White Lotus" "Qingqing, you are still as kind and simple as ever.
Even though you have rejected me tactfully, I still can't control the surging love for you in my heart."
A graceful pig boy fanned his folding fan elegantly and expressed his affection. road.
Ji Xiaoyao felt a chill in her heart and turned around expressionlessly.
Forget it, she might as well continue placing her bets.
"Dear monk, hello, which monk do you want to place your bet on?"
A maid came back from Mu Qingqing's celestial appearance, saw Ji Xiaoyao standing in front of her, and asked hurriedly and respectfully.
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"Bet Jun Xiaoyao, twenty top-quality spiritual stones," Ji Xiaoyao said decisively.
"Two, bet twenty top-quality spiritual stones.
Dear monk Jun Xiaoyao, are you sure?"
The delicate maid suddenly widened her eyes and asked in disbelief.
You know, twenty top-grade spiritual stones are definitely a huge sum of money, but to use them to bet on Jun Xiaoyao, who is least favored, is definitely an extravagant and wasteful act of using top-grade spiritual stones to waste money.
"Of course these are twenty top-quality spiritual stones."
Ji Xiaoyao took out twenty top-quality spiritual stones on the spot and said expressionlessly.
"Okay, please wait a moment and I'll place a bet for you."
The pretty maid hurriedly registered for her.
While Mu Qingqing expressed her apologies for not being able to respond to Mr.
Pig's love in a gentle and generous manner, Mu Qingqing happily scanned the names and odds on the east wall of the Jubao Pavilion.
Seeing her name hanging at the top, Mu Qingqing raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing an elegant smile.
In an instant, Mu Qingqing's face suddenly turned green, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Why did my name suddenly fall off?"
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