Looking at the token in his hand, Jiang Yuan was a little curious.

What are the identities of the other people?

Jiang Yuan then shook his head in his heart.

Forget it, why think so much, you will know when the time comes.

At this time, Pan Hua suddenly said, "Junior Brother Jiang, are you coming to Xuantian City to enter the True Phoenix Secret Realm for training?"

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Could it be that Senior Brother Pan is also like this?"

Pan Hua shook his head: "My cultivation level is not suitable for entering the True Phoenix Secret Realm. I will be strangled by the rules of the Secret Realm at any time!"

"I came here just to bring a junior sister to practice, and to take charge here for a while."

Jiang Yuan then asked curiously, "Brother Pan, I'm very curious, why can the Nanling demon tribe come to our secret realm in the East Region to practice openly?"

Pan Hua sighed slightly: "This is the rule for signing the ancient covenant. Counting the days, after a while, it may be the date for signing the covenant again!"

He saw the doubt in Jiang Yuan's eyes and continued, "The ancient covenant, that is, the covenant signed by the human and demon races, has tens of thousands of clauses in total. It has been in existence since ancient times and is renewed every once in a while."

"So that's it!" Jiang Yuan nodded, and understood a little bit.

Just at this moment.

A woman's arrogant voice came to their ears.

"Brother, you actually left me and my junior brother outside and came here to tease a decent girl. You have no shame, but I still have some!"

Pan Hua took back the Holy Academy token instantly, a headache appeared on his face, and he sighed slowly.

"Junior Brother Jiang, stop looking, look for me!"

Jiang Yuan smiled and took back the Holy Academy token.

At this time, a woman in a goose yellow skirt walked towards the two of them with an angry face.

Jiang Yuan looked in the direction of the voice.

The woman paused: "Ah! A man!"

Pan Hua's voice also rang out at the same time: "Junior sister, stop making trouble. Is Senior Brother that kind of person? I'm just chatting and drinking with a close friend!"

"Ah! Sorry, I misunderstood!"

The girl said somewhat embarrassedly.

Pan Hua stood up and said, "Brother Jiang, let's talk next time. Keep in touch!"

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Okay, Brother Pan!"

"Brother Jiang has an amazing understanding!" Pan Hua smiled.

Jiang Yuan also smiled, knowing the meaning of Pan Hua's words.

He didn't want to reveal his identity as a disciple of the Holy Academy in front of his junior sister.

Watching the two people slowly leave, Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and his mood became extremely happy.

Langya Blessed Land is one of the three blessed lands where Shangque City was founded.

This Senior Brother Pan Hua's status as a disciple is not low! But compared with other disciples in the Holy Academy, he is extremely ordinary.

Now it seems that I am the one with the lowest status among the disciples of the Holy Academy, and my cultivation should also be the lowest.

Jiang Yuan immediately smiled helplessly.

Today is really magical! The biggest gain so far is actually a gift from others.

After what just happened, he also realized how huge the gap was between himself and those big forces.

What you pursue desperately may be within reach in the eyes of some people.

He glanced at his panel again.

Fortunately, I have such a magical thing.

One day, I will stand at the top of all living beings, with unparalleled talent throughout history!

Jiang Yuan then smiled.

He also stood up.

"Xiao Xiao, let's go! Let's go to the Treasure Pavilion!"

"Yes, sir!"

Shu Xiaoxiao responded obediently.

Jiang Yuan slowly walked out of Tianyue Tower and went to the Treasure Pavilion. His goal was no longer the secret magic of the Yuanshen Sect, a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire!

It is for the power of luck. This trip can harvest hundreds of strands of power of luck.

It only takes a few hours and is well worth it.

By the way, the spiritual stones obtained from the auction items can be used to purchase elixirs for cultivation.

It will take me several days to break through to the Dharma Realm.

Holy House.

An old man sat beside a pond, threw his fishing rod into the pond, and waited quietly for the fish to bite.

Suddenly.

The space next to him was suddenly torn apart, and a man with an extremely majestic expression walked out of the space crack.

"Beiheng, why are you suddenly interested in coming to see me?"

The old man said without turning his head.

Bei Heng looked somewhat helpless: "Dean, you hid it from me so badly!"

"How did I hide it from you?"

"Didn't the dean accept the youngest student? I, as the eldest brother, had no idea about it and didn't prepare any gifts for him in advance. Luckily, I happened to have something suitable for him."

"Oh, him!" Dugu Bo suddenly realized: "His cultivation level is too low. It will take a few years before he can be admitted to the hospital. I didn't tell you!"

"What happened? Did he run into one of the eight of you?"

Bei Heng nodded: "Well, Junior Brother Pan Hua happened to meet him, so he pulled him into the group!"

"Oh? So you gave him a gift?"

"Sent it?"

"What is the gift?" Dugu Bo was a little curious.

"A supreme secret technique, the Sword of the Soul!"

"The mystical art of the Yuanshen? Could you have sent it to the wrong person?"

"No! The dean also knows that my deduction skills are only slightly inferior to that old guy in Tianji Pavilion. Looking at the world, I am confident that I can be among the top ten. My deduction skills tell me that this is what my junior brother needs most!"

"Oh! From this point of view, I underestimated him. Originally, I said he would be given three years to achieve the Dharma Realm and report to the hospital. Now it seems that there is no suspense!"

"There is no suspense. Now my junior brother has reached the ninth level of the Divine Bridge Realm and has condensed his primordial spirit. It won't take him long to enter the Dharma Realm! This junior brother is not simple!" Bei Heng said with a sigh.

"It's not easy! In the future, he may have the opportunity to reach the level of your senior brother!"

Bei Heng smiled: "I think so too!"

Just as Bei Heng was about to continue speaking, Dugu Bo suddenly said, "Shh!"

At the same time, huge waves arose in the pond.

Dugu Bo smiled and said, "A fish has taken the bait!"

He swung his fishing rod.

A terrifying and violent aura instantly burst out from the surface of the pool, and an elephant's trunk stretched out from the surface of the pool and swung fiercely towards Dugu Bo.

"How dare you act rashly in front of me!" Dugu Bo said in a flat tone.

The fishing rod was swung.

The entire elephant rose from the surface of the pool, and every inch it rose, its body size shrank.

In just one breath, the entire elephant was pulled out of the pond like a fish.

At this time, the elephant's size had shrunk ten thousand times, but it was still about ten feet tall.

Dugu Bo had a faint smile on his face: "Good harvest!"

Then he opened his mouth and inhaled.

The elephant, which was several feet tall, shrank rapidly again and flew into his mouth.

“Mercy—”

A sound of fear came into the ears of both of them.

The next moment, his voice stopped abruptly.

Because it had already entered Dugu Bo's mouth, it lost all breath while he was chewing it.

"It tastes good!" Dugu Bo was still savoring the taste.

Bei Heng also laughed and said, "At this moment, hundreds of years later, there may be one less demon saint in Nanling!"

Dugu Bo also smiled: "I didn't expect that this little fellow with the blood of the ancient divine elephant would be so easily hooked! Today, at least a future demon king or demon saint was killed, which is a good harvest! Fortunately, he left the Supreme List a few years ago, otherwise, the protection of that immortal weapon would not be so lucky!"

Bei Heng also slightly admired: "The dean's fishing skills are getting better and better!"

“There’s nothing I can do!” Dugu Bo’s expression suddenly became a little heavy: “I have seen more than once that in the future, the human race will be defeated and become blood food for the demon race.”

"I have seen more than once the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the three regions of the future human race. I have seen mountains of skulls and forests of bones. I have seen human hair curled into felt pieces and human skin, flesh and tendons rotted into dust!"

Bei Heng also became a little heavy: "Dean, is it true that the protagonist of this era has been determined in the near future?"

Dugu Bo smiled and said, "There is no such thing as a foregone conclusion. The past cannot be changed, and the future cannot be predicted! The true future is always unknown."

"If it really can't be changed, then why should I do all these things!"

Then, Dugu Bo looked up at the depths of the starry sky again.

At this moment, his eyes penetrated billions of miles away and fell into the depths of the deep universe.

Bei Heng also looked over.

"Dean, is the future you saw because of those three mountains?"

"Yes!" Dugu Bo nodded solemnly: "It has a lot to do with those three mountains!"

Hearing this, Bei Heng's heart also became a little heavy.

No wonder the future that the dean saw was so hopeless! Bei Heng spoke slowly again: "Can that really be changed?"

"Yes!" Dugu Bo said firmly: "It definitely can! It must be possible!"

He threw the fishing rod in his hand again and continued to fish for the genius of the demon clan.

Treasure Pavilion.

As soon as Jiang Yuan and Shu Xiaoxiao stepped into the Treasure Pavilion, a maid came up to greet them.

"Master Jiang, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please follow me!"

"Yeah!" Jiang Yuan nodded slightly.

Second floor.

The maid pushed open the door in front of Jiang Yuan.

What comes into view is a private room of more than 40 square meters.

"Master Jiang, this is the private room that Manager Zhao has arranged for you! If you need anything, just press the button on the windowsill and I will come up right away!"

Jiang Yuan nodded: "I understand, let's go down!"

"Then I'll take my leave!"

The maid said respectfully, then gently helped Jiang Yuan close the door of the box.

Jiang Yuan came to the window sill and looked at the people below.

My mind moved slightly.

Wisps of golden mist gathered towards his panel from all directions.

Two breaths passed.

Jiang Yuan opened his panel and took a look.

Good harvest!

The power of destiny now directly reached 1883 strands.

He withdrew his gaze, took out his VIP card of the Treasure Pavilion, and swiped it on the crystal screen on the table.

The amount of one thousand high-quality spirit stones was simultaneously displayed on the crystal screen which was about ten inches long and four inches wide.

He slowly flipped the crystal screen again and looked at the one hundred auction items on it.

He had only seen more than half of the auction items in the restaurant before, and now the remaining dozens of items have all been completed.

He wanted to see if there was anything he valued.

Soon he found the four items he wanted to auction.

They are the Wanling Cauldron with serial number 4, the Soul-Nourishing Jade with serial number 15, the Thousand Souls Banner with serial number 28 and the White Bone True Body with serial number 78.

After reading it, he shook his head slightly, as he didn't find the items he needed.

Jiang Yuan immediately put down the crystal screen and said to Shu Xiaoxiao: "Wake me up when the auction starts!"

"Yes, sir!"

Shu Xiaoxiao nodded in response.

Jiang Yuan sat on the bed and picked up the dragon scale that recorded the supreme secret art of Yuanshen Dao Sword and slowly scanned it with his divine sense.

After a long time, Jiang Yuan withdrew his gaze and let out a breath.

It is clear in my heart!

For him now, this secret art of the Yuanshen is indeed not very difficult.

He was confident that he could master this mystical art within a few days, but this was not a good place.

To comprehend this supreme level of Yuanshen secret art, one needs an extremely quiet place where one cannot be disturbed.

Shu Xiaoxiao also said at this time: "Sir, the auction has started!"

Jiang Yuan also nodded, sat on the bed, and with a wave of his hand, the window of the box opened completely.

He also saw several new people appearing below, surrounded by the power of luck.

The monk who looked very humble, Boro, also appeared at the auction at this time.

Jiang Yuan's mind moved, and the golden mist quickly flowed into his luck panel.

On the panel, the string of numbers jumped rapidly again.

In a blink of an eye, it broke through the 2000 strands mark, and then slowly stopped at 2134 strands.

(End of this chapter)