Chapter 14014 The most handsome man in the world of cultivation actually has a hidden illness? ...
Since ancient times, the rule of the auction house has been that customers choose the goods. Today, everyone was shocked to hear that Lingcao was allowed to choose first.
"Uncle Zhang, what do you mean?"
A regular customer couldn't help but ask.
Others were also talking about it, but the young man wearing the ghost mask was calm as usual. He just looked at the spiritual herb on the stage seriously, as if he was doing some research.
In fact, Lu Qingqing was also curious.
As a cultivator, she knew that spiritual herbs were bathed in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so it was normal for them to have some temper, but she wouldn't do anything like what a living person would do.
——After all, that water lotus is not a magical herb that has opened up spiritual orifices.
Somehow, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind of the water lotus growing legs and walking in front of the crowd, picking and choosing like buying vegetables. She almost couldn't help laughing.
He covered his mouth and raised his head, only to notice a gaze sweeping over him.
The young man who was just immersed in admiring the aquatic lotus was now looking at him.
There seemed to be a hint of confusion in his cold eyes.
Ah, this... I hope the brave young man who is doing something righteous will think I am a psychopath.
Lu Qingqing felt a little depressed.
No, why should I be upset?
She simply smiled generously, clasped her fists and said softly, "Thank you very much for what you did just now, young master."
The other party nodded imperceptibly and quickly looked away.
...This kind of cold and calm feeling is inexplicably familiar.
But didn’t they just meet for the first time today in the clothing store?
"My fellow Taoists, please be patient."
Before Lu Qingqing could figure out what was going on, Shopkeeper Zhang's words rang out.
The aquatic lotus in his hand looked even more vivid and dreamy under the light of the night pearl.
"The water lotus is somewhat different from other spiritual herbs. Originally of the water element, it grows by the fire element of the desert sea, so it has a fierce temper. If you clash with it, you're out of luck. A preliminary screening is required, and only those Daoists who have a compatible nature with it can participate in the auction."
After giving a brief explanation, Shopkeeper Zhang placed the water lotus back on the stand.
Everyone suddenly realized that this was the way to choose.
At this time, almost everyone in the auction hall moved from their original seats to the stage.
Everyone had the same idea - even if they couldn't take a picture of the spiritual herb, it would be nice to get closer and take a few more looks.
Lu Qingqing sat in the third row, neither far nor near.
The young man wearing a ghost mask chose the second row, and the two scoundrels sat in the front row, looking as if they were ready to take him down.
"All Daoists who wish to bid for this water lotus need to come on stage for verification." Shopkeeper Zhang said calmly, "The Daoists in the first row come first. Just walk up to the spiritual herb and pause for a moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, two scoundrels in white clothes jumped up.
The one with the surname Wei has a higher level of cultivation and is called "Big Brother" by the other one, so naturally he goes first.
He shook his robe and walked quickly to Shui Shenglian.
The water lotus is still blooming like fire, no different from before.
After a few seconds, Shopkeeper Zhang said with regret, "This fellow Taoist is not the one you are destined to be with. Next one."
The man in white clothes with scattered hair quickly followed and was also judged to be ineligible for the auction.
Not only him, the next three had the same result.
There was an uproar in the audience.
"Golden Core cultivators aren't destined to be together? What a joke."
"What exactly is the standard? Why can't anyone qualify?"
"Isn't it just a gimmick and they don't really want to sell it?"
"Our Treasure House has always operated with integrity. As long as something is offered, there's no reason not to sell it. If I say it's not meant to be, then it's not meant to be." Butler Zhang's face darkened slightly, clearly displeased with some of the discussions. "Fellow Daoists who don't believe me, please leave."
Those who had objections immediately fell silent, fearing that they would be kicked out.
Lu Qingqing completely believed what Butler Zhang said.
Because at this moment she was trying hard to fight against her body's instincts.
——The urge to rush onto the stage and touch the water lotus.
This power was primal and powerful, yet she didn't know where it came from. If she hadn't used her true energy to suppress it, she would have rushed onto the stage without control.
As a time traveler, Lu Qingqing knew very well that the routine was happening again.
There must be not many people who are destined to be with Shui Shenglian, and she is one of them.
A man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure.
If people knew that she had a "connection" with Shui Shenglian, even if she didn't take any photos, it would attract attention and cause her endless trouble.
While she was struggling between inner and outer struggle, the first row had already been verified, and none of them had any affinity with Shui Sheng Lian.
In an effort to control her instincts, Lu Qingqing's forehead was covered with sweat. Song Zhu, who was standing beside her, noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice, "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." She whispered, "Don't bother me."
Song Zhu had not been with Lu Qingqing for a long time, but he knew her a little. He could hear the serious tone of his master at this time, so he shut up obediently.
Perhaps because she was distracted by the pine and bamboo, Lu Qingqing felt that the instinct in her body was not as strong as before - at least she could pay attention to the current situation.
She looked up and saw that almost all the monks who were originally sitting in the second row had stood up and lined up to go on stage for verification, except for the young man wearing a ghost mask.
He folded his arms and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.
It seems that like her, he has no interest in participating in the auction.
In fact, most of the monks present were skeptical about what Butler Zhang said, and did not dare to raise any objections because they were afraid of being beaten.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the third person in the second round of verification approached the booth, the aquatic lotus changed!
The flower that had been standing quietly in the restriction swayed slightly, like a ball of fire dancing in the wind, bright and dazzling.
Butler Zhang raised his eyebrows, his face full of a smug look as if to say, "See, I didn't lie to you."
Everyone exclaimed that it was magical.
"Oh my God, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed I'd seen such a spectacle."
"This fellow Daoist has just become enlightened and actually has a connection with spiritual herbs!"
"It seems that whether one has a connection with spiritual herbs has nothing to do with the level of cultivation."
In addition to this newly awakened monk, there is another person in the second row who has a connection with the aquatic lotus.
This person's cultivation level is similar to Lu Qingqing's.
After rounds of verification, only five people were able to connect with the aquatic lotus, and they entered the normal auction process.
Lu Qingqing felt that the power in her body was about to explode again. While everyone's attention was on Shui Shenglian, she touched Song Zhu's arm.
"There will be a lot of people later, let's go first."
Songzhu thought the spiritual herb was beautiful and wanted to look at it more, but when he saw that his master sounded a little tired, he nodded obediently and said, "Okay."
…
The moment she left the auction hall, Lu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.
That inexplicable force finally disappeared.
"Qingqing."
Songzhu called her softly and handed her a handkerchief, "Wipe the sweat off your face."
"Thanks."
After wiping the sweat off their face, the two of them slowly walked downstairs.
There were not many customers on the first floor. The waiters bowed and watched Lu Qingqing and Song Zhu leave, showing a professional service attitude.
"I know you didn't see enough fun this time. Come back next time." Lu Qingqing said apologetically as she stepped out of the door.
"It's okay, you can leave if you want." Song Zhu smiled innocently, "I'll listen to you in everything.
Just as the two of them took a few steps out, Lu Qingqing heard the conversation between the waiters in the store.
"Wang Aniu, this young man must be the legendary henpecked man who listens to his wife in everything."
"I won't marry a Hedong Lion like him."
Lu Qingqing: …………
You are the Hedong Lion, your whole family is Hedong Lions!
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After leaving Jubao Tower early and having nothing to do, Lu Qingqing decided to take Songzhu for a walk outside.
The nights in Jing County are more lively than those in Fuyue Town. There are peddlers setting up stalls, magicians performing magic tricks, waiters in taverns calling out to attract customers, and even storytellers who set up tables and chairs on the street to make money.
Songzhu now has the mentality of a child. His attention was quickly attracted by the storyteller, and he pulled Lu Qingqing over to him.
The storyteller looked to be in his forties or fifties, with slightly sunken cheeks and a goatee. He held a folding fan in his hand and told the story vividly.
"We just talked about the ten most handsome men in the world of cultivation, so we have to mention the most famous and handsome one among them."
"Who is it?" The onlookers responded with timely support, showing great interest.
The storyteller closed his fan and knocked it on the small square table.
"That's Master Feng, the closed disciple of the current leader of the Yunmiao Sect on the Taiji Continent. I've heard he's as handsome as a banished immortal, with an elegant and refined demeanor, and a rare genius in the field of cultivation that only appears once in five hundred years. However, this handsome man is also a cold, emotionless, and eccentric person. He's been a solitary person for years, and I don't know how many female cultivators he's turned down who wanted to form a Taoist partnership with him. I've heard many of them were breathtakingly beautiful."
"Is this Master Feng practicing the way of ruthlessness?" asked a middle-aged man.
"Not really." The storyteller shook his finger in a pretentiously thoughtful manner. "The Yunmiao Sect focuses on medicinal cultivation. They encourage forming relationships and joining hands with fellow Taoists to pursue the Great Dao. Master Feng has two brothers who have formed romantic relationships, and one of them even had a child."
"Why is that?" The onlookers' curiosity grew stronger. "Is there a hidden illness?"
………What a hidden disease.
It’s a bit hard to listen to Lu Qingqing’s solo as a virgin.
She wanted to speak up for this powerful person whom she had never met and about whom some bad rumors were about to arise.
"Perhaps Master Feng isn't interested in matters of love. Since he has a gift from heaven, wouldn't it be better to use his limited time on the more important task of cultivation?"
"But forming a bond does not affect cultivation." The middle-aged brother disagreed with Lu Qingqing's statement.
Lu Qingqing: "Brother, you can take concubines in the mainland, why do you only have one wife?"
The eldest brother paused, glanced at the woman standing next to him with her hands on her hips looking at him, and laughed dryly, "I have a wife, that's enough."
Lu Qingqing: "Then I guess it's enough for Master Feng to practice."
The onlookers seemed to be convinced in an instant.
The storyteller's limelight was stolen, and he knocked on the table with his fan and glared at Lu Qingqing.
Lu Qingqing thought that this was not a good idea, so she decided to retreat quickly.
She pulled the pine bamboo and turned around to see the brave young man who had acted bravely tonight standing at the outermost edge of the crowd.
He took off the ghost mask, and his ordinary face, which should have been drowned in the crowd, was unexpectedly conspicuous.
Lu Qingqing was about to say hello, but saw him turn around and leave leisurely.
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