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Chapter 2360 Nan Batian, Tang Fangjing, Ren Junshuang

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    "This year Wangyougu is hosting the auction again."

    "Old man Fan seems to have improved a bit in cultivation compared to last year. I don't know how many girls he has ruined this year, hehe."

    "Wangyou Valley has great influence in the Immortal Dao, with strong financial resources, second only to the ten sects of the Immortal Dao, but they are all doing shady business, and it will be difficult to enter the hall of elegance."

    "I don't know what good stuff will be available this year"

    Luo Yun walked into the auction site and heard the rustling of discussions.

    Valley of Forgetfulness!

    He had seen this sect in the Taiyi Sect's introductory manual. It has great influence, but its reputation is extremely bad.

    The disciples of Wangyou Valley all practice a technique called "Wangyou Sutra", which contains a lot of double cultivation techniques, mending techniques, and charm techniques.  To hook up with male disciples from other sects and replenish their yang energy.

    Although Wangyou Valley is despised by the righteous way, it develops better year by year. It has contacts with the ten sects of Immortal Dao, and its business spreads all over the mainland of Shenzhou.

    Presiding over the auction was an elder in a red robe, with a red face and kind eyes.

    Luo Yun snorted coldly: "It turned out that Wangyougu took the lead, no wonder so many immortal monks were present."

    Fang Zhongyong reprimanded: "Wangyougu, this cult, has done so many things in collusion with Qiankun Academy and forced good people into prostitution!"

    Meng Xiuzhi shook his head: "I didn't expect the fairyland to be so dark."

    The little succubus Zhimeng looked around: "Sister Fuxing, where are you"

    "My lord, I'm sorry, this is the VIP seat, ordinary monks are not accepted."

    As Luo Yun was walking, he was suddenly stopped by a beautiful woman in red.

    The beautiful woman in red seemed to know that Luo Yun was an outer disciple of the Taiyi Sect. With a look of disdain, she pointed to an area very far behind: "My lord, please go over there."

    Luo Yun glanced at the gorgeous and noble pavilions where dozens of people waited back and forth, and asked lightly: "What are the conditions for entering the VIP seat?"

    "The inner disciples of Xianzong, or the royal family of the secular dynasty."

    The beautiful woman in red in Wangyou Valley smiled lightly.

    After finishing speaking, her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked behind Luo Yun: "Oh, isn't this Senior Brother Batian, one of the four chief chiefs of the Taiyi Sect? Your honored guest!"

    "Brother Batian?"

    Luo Yun turned around.

    Sure enough, I saw a big man more than ten feet tall descending on a giant crane, surrounded by thirty-six attendants behind him, which attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

    "Red-topped jade crane, an ancient fairy bird!"

    "Who is this, what a grand occasion."

    "You don't even know Brother Nan Batian, who is known as the 'Nan Ba', the five chiefs of the Taiyi Sect. Why are you still in the immortal world?"

    The beautiful woman in red led someone to greet her: "Brother Batian, please come in quickly, please come in."

    "Outer disciples, just go to the place where outer disciples should stay. What are you doing here in a daze? Shame on you!"

    Nan Batian was tall and mighty, and when he passed by Luoyun, he reprimanded him casually.

    At this time, Luo Yun changed his face with the reincarnation formula, so he naturally couldn't recognize it.

    The beautiful woman in red thought that Luo Yun would obediently go away, but unexpectedly¡ª¡ª

    "I am standing here, what does it have to do with you?"

    Luo Yun's expression was very unhappy.

    Yuan Wudi has crossed the line, afraid of you?

    ?The beautiful woman in red was terrified, and even retreated a dozen steps, and everyone around her was shocked. How dare a little outer disciple disobey Nan Batian?

    "Things with eyes but no eyes, if you see Senior Brother Batian, if you don't kneel down, how dare you talk back?"

    Behind Nan Batian, a follower of the eighth layer of thunder tribulation immediately made a move, with veins protruding from five fingers, and grabbed Luo Yun's head.

    This person is Yang Kai, a member of the Ba Gang.

    "Boom!"

    Luo Yun directly unleashed his immortal cultivation, splitting open the venue like a giant axe, causing Yang Kai to vomit blood and retreat, knocking several rows of seats into the air.

    "Lingxian?"

    Nan Batian frowned, and grabbed it with his big hand, crackling thunder and lightning condensed in his hand.

    "Senior brother's 'Taiyi God Thunder Break' magical power is about to be displayed!"

    Thirty-six followers hurriedly retreated.

    The beautiful woman in red from Wangyou Valley also ran away.

    Nan Batian held Shenlei in his palm and stared at Luo Yun: "Who are you? There is no one like you in the inner sect of Taiyi Sect."

    Luo Yun looked stern: "Who am I, do I need to tell you?"

      "Boy, you are courting death¡ª"

    Nan Batian was about to make a move when a hearty laugh suddenly came from the sky.

    "Hahaha, as soon as I came here, I saw the good show of fighting against each other. Fellow Daoist Batian, why don't you do it?"

    Everyone looked up.

    Above the clouds, came down a handsome man in white clothes and a white fan. He was slender, with one hand on his back, and there were also a large number of people around him, all of whom were dressed as literati in fluttering white clothes.

    "Tang Fangjing, the true disciple of Qiankun Academy!"

    "Senior Brother Tang is here too!"

    Many disciples of Qiankun Academy stood up one after another to greet the man in white clothes.

    "Tang Fangjing, the great-grandson of the Second Elder Tang Yuan, this guy also snatched a poetic soul from me back then."

    Fang Zhongyong's voice was cold, and then he said sarcastically: "However, hundreds of years have passed, and he is still wandering around in the mysterious fairyland. What a waste."

    Luo Yun also squinted his eyes and took a look at this Tang Fangjing. He was dressed in white, white pants, white shoes and a white fan. He was handsome and immortal.

    "Senior Brother Tang, Brother Nan, you guys are really early."

    At this time, another voice came from above the sky.

    It is a young fairy in a red dress, with a charming and charming face, her voice seems to have practiced some kind of music technique, with its own charming sound effect, it is numb to the ears.

    "The chief disciple of Wangyou Valley, Ren Junshuang."

    Fang Zhongyong reported the origin of this woman again.

    "Pfft!"

    When Luo Yun heard this unique name, he almost lost his composure and burst out laughing.

    "The elder sister is here."

    Many Wangyou Valley disciples, regardless of gender, showed obsession in their eyes.

    "Senior Brother Nan, Senior Brother Tang, long time no see, the yang energy in your body has become stronger, um~ When the auction is over, do you want to find a place to exchange your cultivation experience?"

    The young fairy twirled and fell into the inner courtyard of the city lord's mansion, and she didn't know what skills she had practiced. She was surrounded by crimson and charming flowers all the time, and the petals were falling, which was very magical.

    "No, no, no."

    "Next time next time."

    Nan Batian and Tang Fangjing each played a shock, seeming a little scared.

    The corner of Luo Yun's mouth twitched: "This senior sister of Wangyougu is quite open."

    Fang Zhongyong sneered: "What is this? She once recruited and killed the true disciples of several sects, but those disciples were voluntary and wanted to take away the Jiuxuan Yuanyin in her body, and no one else could do anything about her."

    Luo Yun: "Collecting dead, bullpen"

    "Huh? This junior brother looks like a stranger, but the yang energy on his body is so strong, I wonder if he would like to double cultivate with the senior sister and me?"

    After Ren Junshuang was rejected by Nan Batian and Tang Fangjing, she was disheartened, but when she turned her head, she found Luo Yun. Feeling the bursts of strong yang energy, her delicate body trembled slightly.

    "OK."

    Luo Yun smiled brightly, but he didn't refuse: "Senior Sister Ren, when the auction is over, let's find a place to have a good chat." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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