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"let's go!"
Qin Tian got up and walked outside the filming firm.
"Master Qin, can we have a meal together?" Xu Guosheng sent out an invitation.
Qin Tian waved his hand: "I'm sorry Mr. Xu, I have something tonight, let's move on to another day. Also, this place has become a place of right and wrong, so it's not suitable to stay for a long time. Xiaoyan, you take Mr. Xu and the others, and leave as quickly as possible!"
"Yes! Master!"
Situ Yan said solemnly.
After leaving the auction house and watching Situ Yan and others leave, Qin Tian came to the roof of a building opposite the auction house in a flash, and cast concealment and invisibility on his body, watching the bottom silently.
After about 10 minutes.
The four of Ling Yu and his party walked out from the beat. At this moment, dozens of strands of spiritual thoughts locked on the four of them.
At this time, four monks from the Bodhi Sect came to welcome them, and one of them proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, fellow Taoist, can you give me the small tripod in your hand to the Bodhi Sect? We are willing to pay double the price. At the same time, my Bodhi Sect can also owe a favor to fellow Taoists!"
"Master Fashan is too anxious!" As a voice sounded, a group of people from the Shushan Sword Sect also appeared.
"How can my treasure of China be lost overseas!"
At the same time, the Taoist priests of the Sanqing Sect appeared: "Fellow Daoist Lingyu, I hope you will return the King Yu Ding in your hand to my Huaxia practice world!"
As soon as these words came out, Ling Yu's face became a little ugly.
A sentence from the Sanqingzong directly divided them from Penglai to the outside of the Chinese practice circle, making it clear that they would join forces to deal with them.
Immediately afterwards, several other forces appeared and surrounded the four people in Penglai Xiandao with a tacit understanding.
"You want to be my enemy, Penglai?"
Looking at the group of practitioners who were staring at him, Ling Yu asked with a gloomy expression, but he was somewhat stern.
"Fellow Taoist Lingyu, don't misunderstand, as long as you hand over the King Yu Ding, we will naturally let you go away unscathed!" The monk Fashan of the Bodhi Sect clasped his hands together, but there was a hint of threat in his tone.
This made Ling Yu very angry, no matter how conceited he was, he didn't think they could deal with so many people.
"If we don't hand it over, are you planning to rob it?"
The Penglai female disciple in a long beige dress asked suddenly.
"Fellow Daoist, don't get me wrong, we're just bringing China's treasure back to China, and I'm asking fellow Daoist to complete it!" the Taoist of the Sanqing Sect said with a smile.
The female disciple of Penglai smiled slyly: "Why don't you send one of you to fight me, if anyone can win me, I will hand over the King Yu Ding to him, but if you are all defeated, you can't make any more plans for King Yu Ding how?"
"Sorry, King Yu Ding is a great treasure in China, and I, the Sanqingzong, can't bet on this treasure!" The Taoist of the Sanqingzong responded.
"Don't make excuses, I don't think you dare. I didn't expect that the majestic Sanqingzong would be so cowardly!" The female disciple of Penglai sneered softly, with disdain in her eyes.
Immediately, Sanqing Zongji's expression on the Taoist's face was a little ugly.
One of them yelled angrily: "Demon girl, quickly hand over King Yu Ding, or don't blame me for being rude!"
"But there are so many of you, who shall I hand over the King Yu Ding?"
The Penglai female disciple smiled playfully.
For a while, several forces looked at each other, but they couldn't make up their minds.
"Or, if you play a game, whoever wins, I will give the King Yu Ding to him!" Penglai's female disciple said again.
"The demon girl must provoke me to wait!"
The Taoist said angrily.
Fashan of the Bodhi Sect spoke again: "Amitabha, fellow Taoists, it would be better for the Bodhi Sect to temporarily hold the King Yu Ding. When we return to China, we can discuss a proper way to belong to the King Yu Ding!"
Hearing this, everyone showed a thoughtful look.
The female disciple of Penglai said again: "If you eat it, there is no reason to spit it out!"
Immediately, everyone's eyes became more vigilant.
"Fellow Taoists, don't worry, my Bodhi Sect will never do such a thing!" Fashan quickly explained.
"My Sanqing sect is willing to believe in Master Fashan!"
Suddenly, the Taoists headed by Sanqingzong spoke.
Seeing that other forces were also about to open their mouths, the Penglai female disciple took out the King Yu Ding without hesitation, and threw it directly at Jindan Late Stage, the leader of the Shushan Sword Sect.
Seeing the King Yu Ding flying towards him, Wu Yan was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and grabbed it into his hands, and flew up into the sky without any hesitation, and fled away with the King Yu Ding.
Seeing this, the members of the Sanqing Sect and the Bodhi Sect couldn't bear it anymore, they rushed into the sky and chased in the direction where Wu Yan disappeared.
"Let's go!"
Seeing that all the forces had left, Penglai's female disciple had a sly look in her eyes, and urged Ling Yu to leave quickly.
But right now.
A middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of him, and he looked at the Penglai female disciple with a smile on his face: "Young lady is a good trick, but a mere fake tripod has played tricks on all parties!"
Hearing this, a look of vigilance flashed in the eyes of the Penglai female disciple: "Who is the senior? Don't talk nonsense, the tripod just now is real!"
"Ha ha!"
The middle-aged man smiled again: "It's okay, we don't care about the tripod just now, girl, you just need to hand over the King Yu tripod you got from the auction to me, and I won't make things difficult for you!"
"Senior, you're not embarrassing this junior. They've already taken that tripod, so where can I conjure one for you?" Penglai's female disciple said with aggrieved face.
"Okay, put this set away in front of me. My time is limited, and I don't have time to waste with you. Hurry up and hand over the King Yu tripod!" The middle-aged man's expression sank slightly.
at this time.
Dozens of figures surged towards them and landed around them again.
It is those cultivators who have gone and returned.
Upstairs, Qin Tian, who had a panoramic view of this scene, shook his head secretly. This Penglai female disciple's scheme is indeed extraordinary. If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of this middle-aged man, she might have escaped with the real cauldron.
"Demon girl, how dare you lie to me with a fake tripod!"
Wu Yan stared angrily at the Penglai female disciple and questioned her.
"Sorry, it's all on the orders of this senior, it's none of my business!"
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