Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 431

[Chapter 431 The stingy family (2)]

Ye Ting and others are not taking advantage of them, and naturally they will not spend talisman money to buy mortals’ tea.

The waiting time was not long. It was only about two minutes before the White House Hall opened, and servants greeted him on both sides. The environment in the hall made Ye Ting laugh.

Looking in from the gate, the hall turned out to be a small garden.

Is this a show of wealth or an intellectual problem?

Ye Ting was a little disappointed when he thought of the various sect arrangements he had seen along the way. Although he said a lot of fantastic ideas, compared with visiting the door, these sects belonged to the category of brain pumping.

Entering the White House Hall, the garden itself is not very spacious, but there is a peach blossom forest next to the edge, which grows tall and lush, and it does not look like an ordinary variety.

There are bluestone platforms under the peach blossom forest, which are cut into irregular shapes, and the area is large enough to place jade boxes one by one.

Nothing new, the jade box has the item name attribute, level, almost all the details, and the price is at the end. Ye Ting was quite disappointed when he saw a jade box.

Yin-Yang Fan, a low-grade magic weapon, can release water and fire two kinds of Taoist attacks, and can enhance the power of water and fire two attribute Taoist attacks. This kind of ordinary magic weapon is actually sold for ten purple jade talismans?

The only thing that made Ye Ting feel that it was not too pitiful was the equipment of Baifu, which marked in detail what materials were added during the refining process of this magic weapon.

Then compare the level of the magic weapon, you can infer how durable the equipment is.

The fan bone of this yin and yang fan was actually made of evil gold, that is, the metal part of the scrapped low-level equipment was dissolved, recycled and then poured out. In the case of the fan, the other four middle-attribute materials are basically recycled. Although this kind of equipment is a magic weapon, at most it will be used by cultivators who are less than five calamities of Jindan.

Ye Ting’s eyes stayed on the yin and yang fan for a breath and then moved away. He walked to the very edge of the platform. There was a red jade box here, and the material was much higher than other jade boxes.

“This, I want it.” Ye Ting pointed to the jade box. There was no label on the jade box, and no one knew what was in the jade box.

“This thing is mine!” A short cultivator chased after him, angrily.

“There are rules, I will speak first. If you don’t agree, you can increase the price.” Ye Ting pointed to the red jade box and said, “It is marked on the top that fifty purple gold coins are five thousand white jade coins.”

“I’ll pay 10,000!” The little cultivator looked determined to win.

“It’s yours.” Ye Ting turned sideways, let him pass, and walked towards Ye Qinglian. The monk was stunned, standing there not knowing what to do.

If he said not to buy it, it would not work, because before entering the city, his talisman money had already been exchanged for gold medals. And no one would be willing to trade that gold medal. If you offend the Bai family, you will lose the effectiveness of the formation at any time and become worthless.

The monk became furious and shouted, “Bring it back to me!”

Ye Tingzhen turned around, returned to him, and said with a smile, “What’s the matter?”

The cultivator was stunned and wanted to observe Ye Ting’s level, but found that Ye Ting was shielded by a kind of power, and he couldn’t see any cultivator characteristics of the other party.

Ye Ting did this on purpose. He could completely disguise himself as a cultivator, but that would be suspected of causing trouble.

“It’s okay.” The monk was suddenly discouraged.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, I’m not your disciple, I’m shouting and drinking, are you trying to provoke the dignity of my sect?” Ye Ting’s words meant that among the monks, a war was about to begin. If the other party does not give him an explanation, then he will announce to the other party that the two sects are in a state of war.

The short cultivator couldn’t bear the stimulation, and said coldly, “So what?”

Ye Ting nodded and said, “Very good, report to your sect.”

“Flying Heavenly Swordsmanship!” The cultivator arrived viciously, shaking his shoulders at the same time, making the sword box on his back stand out.

Ye Ting almost couldn’t hold back his laughter. He was so stern, he could be considered a sword cultivator?

“I’m Yulongcheng, Ye Ting. From today, Yulongcheng and Feitian Yujianliu will not die until one of them is destroyed. On the Bai family’s territory, I will let you go, as long as you leave the city…”

Ye Ting laughed and turned away.

When he turned around, Ye Qinglian was already walking out of the door, Ye Ting was behind Ye Qinglian, her face tensed and she looked very angry.

If you want to sleep, someone will send a pillow, and Zheng worry doesn’t know how to settle down on this continent.

It is justifiable to go to war with Feitian Yujianliu. It doesn’t matter if it is successful or not. If it is successful, it will annex Feitian Yujianliu. If someone persuades and mediates from it, sell it to the middleman for a face, and also have an identity on this continent.

If Feitian Yujianliu’s character is too bad and no one can rescue him, Ye Ting will rob him by the way.

In any case, this gesture is made, and it will inevitably cause a series of reactions.

Sure enough, a cultivator from the White House came out and stopped Ye Ting and others from their way.

“The sect has been humiliated, what’s the point of thinking twice?” Ye Qinglian was always cold, and her words were clear-cut, not giving the other party a chance to be reconciled.

In the cultivation world, if the sect is humiliated, justice must be sought. It’s not a big deal for you to insult a monk, but if you insult his sect, then wait for a long war.

Ye Tingqiang’s words were true, but the short cultivator did not respond well.

The monk of the Bai family was contradicted by Ye Qinglian and felt unhappy in his heart. The problem was that Ye Qinglian’s attitude made him understand that this matter was no longer good, and he had to go through another procedure.

The monk reluctantly smiled and said, “Even if we start a war, we can’t do it right away. Feitian Yujianliu always has an alliance, so we need to take a long-term view.”

“Dragon Yucheng also has alliances, and is willing to fight for this matter.” Ye Qinglian said.

The White House cultivator’s heart sank, and the other party was looking for something. Feitian Yujianliu is probably just an opportunity, they have been looking for a relatively stupid person to hit the tip of their knife.

The cultivator was embarrassed when a boy ran in from outside the courtyard, waved to Ye Ting and others from a distance, and said, “Gentlemen, don’t go, my master has invited me.”

“Let’s lead the way.” Ye Qinglian ignored the white mansion cultivator, followed the boy, passed through two courtyards, walked through a long and narrow alley, and came to a tall building.

This tall building is more than 30 feet tall, and it is reasonable to say that it can be seen from a distance, but when everyone was outside the White House, they never found such a tall building.

The boy took five people directly into the high-rise building, and when he turned to the stairs, the boy said, “There is a formation in this building to limit spell attacks.”

“I know.” Ye Qinglian replied coldly. There are no exceptions to the formations in this building. As long as you enter, you cannot cast spells, not for outsiders.

The gloves on Ye Qinglian’s hands were all restricted, and she couldn’t change the sword at will.

However, this can’t limit the Qinglian swordsmanship in Ye Ting’s hands, at least Ye Ting is not suppressed in this building. As long as Ye Qinglian can have a sword in hand, her combat effectiveness will not be weakened, so she does not worry about whether the opponent will turn her face or something. At a critical time, Ye Ting can break the ban and leave this high-rise building as long as she releases the law of heaven and earth.

The building is one hundred and eight stories high, and the internal space is quite cleverly compressed. The boy led everyone up layer by layer, and Ye Ting’s magic eye of karma also saw the mystery. The formation in this building is a bit like an endless corridor, but the level is too low. The underground formation was used to restrict the monks in the building.

In fact, as long as you reach the virtual realm, this formation will automatically be invalid for you, so as not to damage the arrangement of the underground formation.

Walking to the top of the building, the boy brought the five people to the door, and called out from the door: “Master, someone is invited.”

“Please come in, you wait outside.” An old voice came out.

Ye Ting and others entered proudly, only to see that the spacious room was empty, and an old man sat under the window, his face filled with the breath of death. This is an Infant Realm cultivator, Shouyuan is about to come to an end, and there are probably only a few decades left to live.

Seeing this old monk, Ye Ting and others were quite shocked. This was the first time they saw such a person.

No matter how powerful you are, all-powerful, above ten thousand people, when your lifespan reaches the end, it will be like this. In an empty room, waiting for death to come.

“The troubled world…” The old cultivator suddenly spoke, as if he sighed with endless sadness.

“Senior, hello.” Ye Ting took the initiative to say hello. The title of “senior” can be said to someone who has a higher level of cultivation than himself, or to someone who is about to die.

“Sit.” The old man pointed to the ground, the spotless floor glowed dimly, and it was already dusk outside.

Ye Ting and the others sat down, and the old cultivator introduced himself: “I am the White Armor of the Thick Earth Sect, and I have no hope of surviving the four difficulties of entering the Infant Realm. I am protected by multiple secret techniques, and I can only live to be two thousand one hundred years old at most. It’s pity that I have practiced all my life, I can’t even reach the goal of 8,000 years, let alone immortality.”

Ye Ting and the others just listened to Bai Jia’s story silently, without any intention to interrupt.

“What’s the saddest thing? It’s my whole life that I’ve been busy with my family. Even before I die, I invite you to come here. It’s also for the family, not for myself.”

Ye Ting’s eyes flashed with divine light, and with the help of the power of the gods of the ten directions, he took a serious look at Bai Jia.

There is no cure for this person, and there is no way to increase his lifespan.

Unless he overcomes the calamity by himself and achieves the Four Difficulties in the Infant Realm.

“Do you think it’s worth it, senior?” Ye Ting took the initiative to ask after seeing it.

“It’s not worth it!” The white armor said with a stern voice: “I have had many chances, but they have been taken away by the family and given to my brothers and sisters. It’s a pity that they still died in front of me, this is injustice!”