“Haha, it’s refreshing.”

The young man smiled loudly, then put away the two bottles of Qingli Supernatant, looked at the surrounding strong people, and said disdainfully: "A group of idiots, you are also people from the Nine Realm Palace forces, but they are played with by others in such a way, and they don't know."

After the words fell for a long time, Zhu Qiang was silent, but no one responded.

Because Master Jia's fate just now made them feel deeply afraid.

Can someone who even the guest elders of the Ye Sheng clan dare to beat him a simple character?

"Mr. Mo, please!"

After a while, the blue-haired young man spoke again, posed for a call, and led Mo Lingxuan toward the outside of the venue.

"I'll be waiting for me to come back."

Mo Lingxuan greeted Wan Ze, Wuchen Jianzi and others, and then he stopped hesitating to walk out with the blue-haired young man, and Kouliu had a shocked face.

"I didn't expect that... those two bottles of spiritual liquid were the real Qingli supernatant."

"I don't know who that young man is... He has such courage, even Master Jia dares to fight..."

Mo Lingxuan and others left. After a long time, everyone sighed and thought in their hearts that the Holy Lan auction was really crouching tiger, hidden dragon, one more ruthless.

First there was Mo Lingxuan who could fight in the late stage of Nirvana, and then there was a mysterious young man who was not afraid of Master Jia.

What shocked them even more was that the young man actually had such a respectful attitude towards Mo Lingxuan...

"It's too much!"

At this time, Master Jia from the Zijin Pavilion came out again and scolded him angrily, and the murderous intent in his heart was extremely strong.

Since he became a heavenly alchemist and a guest elder of the Holy Clan, he has never suffered such humiliation.

Seeing his swollen old face, many people present couldn't help laughing, but forced their smiles.

At this moment, they would definitely not be able to take it.

The mysterious young man is not afraid, but they are different and cannot afford to offend each other.

“Who is it…”

Master Jia tried hard to recall the blue-haired young man, but found that he had no impression at all.

There are only two types of people who dare to slap him in the face. The first is a madman, and the second is a person he really can't afford to offend.

But after thinking about it, he didn't remember that among the people who could not afford to offend the Holy Land, there was this young man.

"Master, all this is because of Mo Lingxuan. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have been so humiliated!"

At that time, Lord Xu's figure appeared beside Master Jia, and said indignantly: "If you want to deal with Mo Lingxuan, I, Hunyuan Palace, would like to help Master!"

"Of course, that kid is the culprit, how can he let it go easily!"

Master Jia also snorted coldly, thinking about how to use his energy to deal with Mo Lingxuan together...

...

On the other hand, led by the blue-haired young man, Mo Lingxuan came to a simple inn pavilion in Shenglan City.

"The family has always advocated simplicity, so the humble house that is temporarily living is despicable. I hope Brother Mo will not mind."

The blue-haired young man bowed to Mo Lingxuan and smiled, and at the same time he personally made a cup of tea for Mo Lingxuan.

"It's okay."

Mo Lingxuan responded lightly, without being polite, sat down and asked, "Who are you? What's the matter with me?"

After hearing this, the young man smiled faintly and glanced at the old man in gray robe. The latter immediately understood and set up a barrier in the attic to isolate the outside world.

"Semi-Saint?"

Mo Lingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, but his face was not waving at all, and he spoke indifferently.

With his eyesight, it can naturally be seen that the old man's cultivation level is at the semi-saint level, but it is still much worse than the semi-saint of the level of the ghost and devil saint.

It seems that the background of this young man may be at least at the level of the Five Saints, and his status is extraordinary.

"Brother Mo has good eyesight, and Mr. Yang is indeed a semi-saint. To be honest, I am the son of Zhuge Saint Clan, one of the five saints in the holy realm - Zhuge Qing."

Zhuge Qing bowed slightly to Mo Lingxuan, and at the same time he couldn't help but praise him secretly. He could still be so calm when he met the existence of a semi-saint. This state of mind was rare among his peers, and it was not in vain that he called Brother Mo.

"The reason why I took the liberty to ask Brother Mo to come and talk was that I wanted to know the Qingli supernatant liquid, but you have refined it with your own hands?"

Zhuge Qing said again, and a hint of hope flashed deep in his eyes.

“That’s right.”

Mo Lingxuan responded truthfully and nodded secretly. He thought it was right that the young man was indeed from the Five Saints Clan, and he was also a member of the clan.

"So you're serious?"

Zhuge Qing stared at Mo Lingxuan, as if he had seen through him.

"I don't have time to joke with you."

Mo Lingxuan still responded lightly.

"No, Brother Mo, don't be angry. There is no other intention. It's just that for the ancestor's symptoms, we must strictly check. Now, it can finally be relieved!"

After receiving Mo Lingxuan's affirmative response, a hint of joy flashed across Zhuge Qing's face, and even Mr. Yang showed relief.

They knew that a popular figure like Mo Lingxuan would not make jokes easily.

Since the ancestors of Zhuge Holy Clan used the Qimen technique to deduce the Demon Star several months ago, they have been retaliated by a force for some reason. Their physical condition and longevity are as follows, only magical medicines such as Qingli Shangqing Liquid and Taiqing Dan with unique benefits can relieve the symptoms.

For the safety of his ancestors, the Zhuge Holy Clan searched all the life-saving medicines in the holy realm, and lasted for a few months, but now there is nothing left.

Therefore, the reason why they came to the Shenglan auction on this trip was a helpless move. They were treated as dead horses, because there was no such elixir in the Holy Land.

But meeting Mo Lingxuan at this moment made them rekindle hope.

"Brother Mo, that's it..."

After pondering for a while, Zhuge Qing said all the situation of his ancestor and the idea of ​​inviting Mo Lingxuan to refine Qingli supernatant for his Zhuge Holy Clan.

In his opinion, the Zhuge Saint Clan would probably not refuse people.

After all, there are probably few things in the world that are more precious than the human favors of such a sacred land like Zhuge Holy Clan.

However, Mo Lingxuan was different from ordinary people. He did not agree immediately, but said lightly: "You ancestor of the Zhuge Holy Clan is deeply involved in the fate, right?"

When Zhuge Qing talked about Zhuge's ancestor trying to deduce the various things about the demon star Tiangang, Mo Lingxuan immediately knew that he was trapped in the fate.

Even if the other party is a real saint, who can do the fate of Mo Lingxuan, the eternal Demon Emperor? It would be strange if you don’t fall into a strange fate.

If nothing unexpected happens, if Mo Lingxuan had not taken action, Zhuge Zu could only fall deeper and deeper in the fate until he truly died.

"boom!"

And when he heard Mo Lingxuan point out the real situation of Zhuge Zu's ancestor, the whole room suddenly became silent.

Zhuge Qing and Yang Laoyi also looked at Mo Lingxuan in horror. Their Zhuge ancestor was actually really trapped in the fate, and only the core people of their Zhuge Holy Clan knew about it.
Chapter completed!