Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

Chen Mo nodded and scanned the rows of things on the shelves, and nothing was of interest.

Then, Chen Mo walked to the few items to be auctioned this time. The first ones were nothing special. Only the last seven-inch short sword made Chen Mo slightly surprised!

The short sword is very small and has no scabbard. The whole body of the sword is blue, and it is as thin as a cicada wing. It is only seven inches long and **** wide. It is hard to see what material it is made of.

It seemed that this little sword was nothing special, like a children's toy, but on this little sword, Chen Mo felt a trace of pure spiritual power.

That spiritual power is not the true energy of the martial artist, but the true essence spiritual power left by the true immortal cultivator. Although the spiritual power is very weak, it is enough to prove that the owner of this small sword is an immortal cultivator.

And this little sword is not a mortal thing, it should be a sword fairy's natal flying sword.

Even in the cultivators of immortality, the sword immortal is an extremely powerful existence, known as one sword to break ten thousand magic, fast speed, strong attack, and very difficult, causing many cultivators to have a headache.

"It seems that the magic weapon among the population is this natal flying sword."

"It's just that this natal flying sword didn't disappear with the owner's loss. Obviously, the master of the flying sword was very powerful before his life, and he could make the natal flying sword out of its own existence."

"It's a pity that the age of this flying sword is too long, and the remaining spiritual power is too little to deduct the master of the flying sword back then."

"But it's cheaper for me. As long as I reach the third layer of Qi Condensation, I can choose a flying sword magical ability to practice, and have the attack method of the sword immortal."

Chen Mo turned his head and looked at Jin Peiyun, who was standing aside respectfully, and said, "I want this dagger, how much is it?"

Jin Peiyun leaned forward and smiled: "Since Master Chen is interested, just take it away, how dare I take your money!"

Chen Mo was not polite, put away the dagger, looked at Jin Peiyun and said, "I owe the Jin family a favor."

Jin Peiyun was ecstatic, Chen Mo's favor, let alone a dagger of unknown material, even if it was worth giving away the entire auction house.

However, Jin Peiyun was calm on the surface and said, "Master Chen is serious!"

"You keep busy, I'll go first." Chen Mo said lightly, got up and left.

"I will send Master Chen!" Jin Peiyun sent Chen Mo out.

In the hall, more people came. Seeing that the auction was about to start, everyone was already seated. Seeing Jin Peiyun walking out of the backstage with Chen Mo, everyone focused on the two of them.

Wei Ziyun stared at Chen Mo with a sullen face, and said to a bald old man beside him: "Master Wu, I have done what you have explained. Please help me to get rid of that kid. He will become my biggest chase after Jin Peiyun. Stumbling block."

Next to him, the bald old man smiled grimly: "Don't worry, cleaning him is as easy as squeezing an ant to death. I will start when the auction is over and see what that artifact is?"

"Okay." Wei Ziyun showed a cruel smile.

Chen Mo left the auction room and was going to find a car to Lingwu Mountain, because Lingwu Mountain was too remote and the roads were not easy to follow. Even if the fare was doubled, few people were willing to go.

Chen Mo asked the drivers of two taxis on the side of the road, but they refused. Chen Mo had no choice but to continue looking for the next car.

At this time, suddenly a young man walked up to Chen Mo and bowed his hand to Chen Mo: "Mr. Chen, please, my master!"

Chen Mo glanced at him curiously and asked, "Who is the owner of your house?"

The young man smiled and said: "My host is Miss Murong Yan'er's uncle, you have met each other."

"It turned out to be him, what did he do with me?" Chen Mo asked in a puzzled way.

The young man said: "I don't know this. Mr. Chen can ask him when he sees my host."

"Okay, lead the way!" Although Chen Mo didn't want to see Sun Jingcai, for Murong Yan'er's sake, he decided to meet him and see what happened to him.

The young man took Chen Mo to a nearby teahouse and led Chen Mo into a box, where Sun Jing was sitting and waiting.

"Master, bring it here, Mr. Chen!"

"Well, you are guarding the door." Sun Jingcai said solemnly.

The box door was closed by the young man. Chen Mo glanced at Sun Jingcai, went straight to sit down opposite Sun Jingcai, and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

Sun Jingcai entered the door from Chen Mo, staring at Chen Mo's every move, the expression on his face was getting colder and colder.

"This kid is too rude. He can't compare with Xingguo's boy. It seems that I was talking to him today. It was a very correct choice."

Sun Jingcai put his thoughts away and looked at Chen Mo, with a cold voice: "You and Yan'er are classmates, and I am your elder. The first time you met with your elder, you didn’t even have the most basic etiquette, making me wonder if you Have a tutor?"

Chen Mo glanced at Sun Jingcai and frowned. If it weren't for Murong Yan'er's sake, he would never see Sun Jingcai.

Unexpectedly, in the first sentence of the other party, he reprimanded himself for lax tutoring. If he changed someone else, Chen Mo immediately got up and left.

"If you came to me to say this, then we don't have to continue talking." Chen Mo said lightly.

If Chen Mo was the ordinary kid in the previous life, it would be rude to do so. But now Chen Mo is a cultivator who goes against the sky, how can he follow worldly etiquette? If Chen Mo really followed the rules, then this 600-year-old would really be a waste of life.

Sun Jing's talented face blushed, but he was really afraid that Chen Mo would leave here, so he no longer cared about etiquette, and straightforwardly said: "I want you to stay away from Yan'er in the future."

Chen Mo's eyes condensed, and he immediately understood Sun Jing's purpose of looking for a conversation with him, and couldn't help but shook his head.

Seeing Chen Mo shaking his head, Sun Jingcai's eyes immediately became cold: "You don't agree?"

Chen Mo greeted Sun Jingcai's eyes, ignoring the coldness in his eyes, and said lightly: "I think you have misunderstood. I have always regarded Yan'er as a friend and as a sister, without any other thoughts."

Sun Jingcai's expression eased a little, but he still stared at Chen Mo, as if he wanted to see through Chen Mo's heart and see if he was lying: "Look at your expression, it doesn't seem to be lying, but even if you have no other thoughts about Yan'er, then you can Do you guarantee that Yan'er will not be bothered by you?"

"Today I saw the look in Yan'er looking at you. Although it has not yet reached that point, if you continue to develop, it will not be far from that day. I will never allow this to happen."

Sun Jingcai's face was very determined and cold, revealing a powerful dignity, this is the aura that the overlord of Longhua City should have.

Seeing that Sun Jingcai was so cautious, Chen Mo couldn't understand it. He smiled and asked, "Why? Why can't Yan'er like me?"

Sun Jingcai stared at Chen Mo coldly, and said every word: "Because you are not worthy!"