Chapter 212 The Four Princes (Continued)

As soon as Li Xiuzhu's voice fell, Zhang Shengkun had already "giggled" and said with a smile: "Sister Li is always so unkind, no wonder my eldest brother loves her so much, but it's always difficult to make her smile."

The monk next to Zhang Shengkun blushed and scolded with a smile: "You girl, do you have a girl like you who taunts your brother?"

Wang Yishan did not expect that a single mimosa would attract the four most popular young monks from the three cities. Hearing Li Xiuzhu's words, his expression changed. Among the three cities, the Zhang family is the most powerful, and the Wang and Li families have always joined forces to fight against it. In the past, although Li Xiuzhu was proud, he still cared about his own face. Today, it seemed that he was targeting the Zhang family brothers and sisters, but in fact, he also refuted his own face in words.

Wang Yishan glanced thoughtfully at the silver-shirted monk next to him, just in time to see the silver-shirted monk looking at him, and quickly changed his smiling face to nod to the silver-haired monk. Wang Yishan, who had calmed down, finally recovered his ability to think.

The four people's auras were divided into three groups, and they refused to give in to each other. The market suddenly became turbulent, and everyone avoided them one after another, unwilling to participate in the battle between the three major forces in Sanjia Island.

The brothers and sisters of the Zhang family teamed up, and they naturally had the upper hand. In the past, when encountering such situations, Wang Yishan and Li Xiuzhu would choose to join forces to fight against the brothers and sisters of the Zhang family. Today, Li Xiuzhu is alone, and there is no sign of joining forces with Wang Yishan.

Wang Yishan was already the weakest among the four, and after a while, he fell into a disadvantage, his face was flushed red by the momentum of the three, and he took a step back.

The alchemist of the Wang family was a little anxious. After all, Wang Yishan represented the face of the Wang family. If he made an embarrassment in front of others, it would be the Wang family who would be ashamed. He looked at the silver shirt monk.

The silver-shirted monk chuckled, and took a step forward. His mana suddenly surged, and he was actually a monk at the peak of hemolysis. The two teamed up to push back the oppressive momentum.

The brothers and sisters of the Zhang family looked solemnly at the calm and relaxed silver-shirted monk. The silver-shirted monk obviously didn't try his best, but now Li Xiuzhu became the weakest link. Naturally, the Zhang family brothers and sisters didn't mind letting her eat some Suffering, Wang Yishan also had a gloomy face, secretly hating Li Xiuzhu just refuted his own face.

The mortal old man beside Lu Ping was already trembling with fright. To him, it was really a fight between gods and mortals.

Lu Ping knew that this mimosa plant was really not something a mortal should have. After thinking about it, he whispered a few words to the old man, and then handed him a few spirit stones. Although the old man was a mortal, he also knew that he was afraid that The thing in his hand turned into a fatal object, and he was hesitating for no time. After hearing Lu Ping's words, he hurriedly took the Lingshi, handed the jade box in his hand to Lu Ping happily, and trotted away all the way, but there was no trace of it. senile.

The four princes, who were comparing their auras, saw Lu Ping put the mimosa pudica in a jade box and put it away, the expressions of the monks Zhang and Wang changed suddenly.

At this time, the most difficult person on the court was Li Xiuzhu. This capable woman was quite stubborn. Under the pressure of the four people, she was already sweating profusely. When she reached the point where the fuel was exhausted, she never took a step back. .

Lu Ping sighed, knowing that since he accepted the invitation from the Li family that day, in the eyes of the other two big families, he was already considered a member of the Li family, not to mention that he had been living in the Li family's inn. From now on, in order to refine the Qibuwen Dan, it is necessary to go in and out of Li's house.

Although the Sanjia City is large, it is not far away for monks. Everything that happened in the mortal market spread throughout the city in the blink of an eye, and many monks rushed to the mortal market to watch the excitement.

Lu Ping took a step in Li Xiuzhu's direction, and finally decided to help Li Xiuzhu.

"So it's from the Li family."

"This person is too presumptuous. This is a competition between five hemolysis peak masters. He, a monk of the seventh level of hemolysis, joins in, isn't he looking for abuse?"

"That's not necessarily true, maybe this person wants to be a hero to save the beauty!"

"You don't know that, do you?

This person often haunts shops selling spirit herbs in the city, and often goes to this mortal market to buy spirit herbs. He should be an alchemist. "

"That's right. This person has a good reputation in the mortal market. He never deliberately lowers the price of spiritual herbs. He often gives some advice on spiritual herbs, and the price is considered fair."

"This person has already joined the Li family. Someone saw that he accepted the invitation of the Li family and went to the Li family manor."

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The brothers and sisters of the Zhang family and Wang Yishan saw that Lu Ping was out of control and wanted to intervene in their game, they all looked at Lu Ping with mocking eyes, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

Seeing Lu Ping like this, Li Xiuzhu reminded him intentionally, but the Zhang and Wang families seemed to want to see Lu Ping's jokes, they unanimously strengthened the oppression, Li Xiuzhu opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

Lu Ping really doesn't have much interest in these game-like battle qi, not to mention his perverted spiritual cultivation and pure mana accumulation, he can even face the oppression of Xuanjing Daoist in the middle stage of forging alchemy directly during the apprenticeship ceremony , can still speak, what are a few monks at the peak of hemolysis.

While everyone was waiting to see Lu Ping's jokes, the monks on Zhang and Wang's sides gradually put away their joking attitudes. In response to their spiritual sense, after Lu Ping stepped into Li Xiuzhu's side, the momentum of Li's side suddenly changed. It became an unfathomable lake, no matter how squeezed by the monks from the two sides, at most it could only blow a few ripples on the surface of the lake.

At this time, Li Xiuzhu was also quite surprised to see the monk who looked younger than him. When Lu Ping stepped into his aura, his aura that was about to be exhausted seemed to be injected with a stream of living water. Li Xiuzhu, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, was immediately pulled back, looking at the cliff behind him, only a wave of fear remained.

The many monks around saw that after Lu Ping joined, they were able to resist under the pressure of the two parties intentionally or unintentionally, and it didn't seem difficult.

From Lu Ping's point of view, although these people are all at the peak of the hemolytic period, only Li Xiuzhu and the silver-shirted monk have the strength to reach the level of the "Eighteen Generals of the North Sea". Compared to him, he was somewhat inferior; Wang Yishan was the weakest, obviously because his foundation was not firmly established, such a hemolytic peak monk, when he met Lu Ping, he could only seek abuse.

Lu Ping didn't reveal his strength too much. Seeing that both parties retreated despite the difficulties, he turned around and smiled at Miss Li, and walked towards his cave without looking back. There was a little fart behind him. The boy followed from a distance.

Li Xiuzhu looked at Lu Ping's back with his eyes and wondered what he was thinking, then turned around and gave everyone in the Zhang family and Wang family a cold look, and left.

Wang Yishan gritted his teeth, and wanted to say something, but saw that the Yinshan VIP beside him finally put away his calm expression before, turned around and walked towards Wang's house, Wang Yishan was stunned, and hurriedly called his alchemist to go with him superior.

The brothers and sisters of the Zhang family looked at each other, their eyes flickering, they didn't know what they were talking about, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye, only the monks who watched the excitement were chatting wildly, and then dispersed.

There were only a few thoughtful monks looking at the rather strange scene in the casual repair market today, thinking about each other. For a while, there were undercurrents surging in the three cities, visible and invisible, black hands inside and outside the island were all there. Pushing the waves secretly and playing games with each other, even mortals gradually realized that the atmosphere in the city was starting to become weird.

At the same time, an alchemist named Lu Jiu accepted by the Li family also began to enter the field of vision of all parties in Sanjia Island.

After another half a month, Lu Ping, led by the capable and manly Miss Li, came to the outside of an inconspicuous shop in the center of Sanjia City.

There is also an alchemist trained by the Li family himself, a middle-aged monk with a fiery red face, and there is not much communication with Lu Ping along the way. Obviously, for this young monk, only a monk with a seventh-level hemolysis can refine half a pill. Bu forging alchemy expressed great doubts, just because he was valued by the head of the family and the eldest lady, he himself could not say much, after all, he can only skillfully refine the elixir of the middle stage of hemolysis, and the elixir of the late stage of hemolysis The alchemy rate is only two to three levels, which is far below the level of refining half-step alchemy pills.

"This is the place where the underground trade fair is held?" Lu Ping looked at the dilapidated small shop in front of him with some uncertainty. If Li Xiuzhu hadn't brought him here, he would never have noticed that such a shop was actually underground. Entrance to the fair.

Most of the people who come and go on the three islands are casual cultivators, and most of them are brave monks who often venture out to sea and roll on the tip of their knives. Although there are three families of Zhang, Wang and Li on the island, these three monk families are obviously not as good as some big martial arts families. That way, it has an absolute deterrent effect on Sanjia Island. Therefore, whenever an auction is held in Sanjia City, it will always be accompanied by a bloody storm.

In the end, Sanjia City canceled the auction, and instead established such a secret underground fair. Lu Ping followed Li Xiuzhu into the store, and received three cloaks from a hunchbacked old monk, and Li Xiuzhu took one and draped it on his body. , not only concealed the appearance, but when Lu Ping checked with his spiritual sense, he found that there was a huge mana on the cloak that hindered Lu Ping's spiritual sense.

This is a good thing. Lu Ping took the cloak and put it on his body. The only pity is that the cloak can only cover the identity of the person, but it cannot cover the whereabouts of the person.

The three of them came to an empty room behind the shop. A complicated formation had already been carved on the ground of the empty room. Lu Ping knew that this was a short-distance teleportation formation. It seemed that the place where the trade fair was held was still a secret place. The location, but the three major families should know where the fair is.

Li Xiuzhu embedded dozens of spirit stones into the formation, and the hunchbacked old man activated the formation, and a white light flashed, and the three of them had disappeared into the empty room.

The hunchbacked old man walked out of the house slowly and came to the shop, waiting for the next batch of monks to participate in the underground trade fair.

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