The most popular ones are that the imperial concubine Huangpu Qinying, the eldest daughter of the Dazai Mansion, and the former general of the Admiral Long Yeming, both committed suicide in the palace of the imperial concubine, while the imperial concubine died in Long Yeming's arms.

One by one, from Lu Zhichen's mouth, Zhou Hao, the initiator, was also amazed, and the Ganoderma lucidum pouring wine beside him also cried with joy and mourned silently, "Grandpa, the evil man who harmed the child is killed. Don't worry, with the young master here, Ganoderma lucidum will no longer be afraid of it."

Although the palace tried its best to cover it up, it was still full of controversy. Fortunately, it had no effect on the ruling monks. The seventh prince who had newly ascended the throne was troubled by the emperor. The life of the monks was soon restored. For ordinary people, the shocking changes were just jokes for the monks in their spare time, and no one would mention them again in a few years.

Li Yunhe sat cross-legged in the cleaned ancestral temple again, passed a jade slip to the sect, explained the matter, and no longer cared about it. The only thing that annoyed was that Zhou Hao, who caused the incident, did not catch it. Of course, he said that he would have to thank Zhou Hao, otherwise such a shocking case would have been revealed. Otherwise, the dragon sword would fly out of the mountain in the future, and there would definitely be no one or two deaths, and that would be blood flowing into a river.

Of course, most of the peddlers and pawns outside were fantasizing about the rumors. Even he didn't know the real situation. The third prince who had left the jade plaque was not the real royal bloodline. Long Yeming only asked Li Yunhe to deal with the Dazai Huangpu family. The others did not say much, but just smiled and determined themselves by the imperial concubine palace. Huangpu Qinying felt that she would survive in the world, and she would be beaten up and ridiculed, and she also decided herself in Long Yeming's arms.

In the inner courtyard of the palace, the little princess and the girl fell to the spiritual throne placed on the table. Mother, the evil man who killed your life has committed retribution. Although it was not done by my daughter, please rest in peace. My daughter will pray for the benefactor every day and pray for his peace and safety.

Zhou Hao, who returned to the tranquility, taught Ganoderma lucidum, played with Bai Li, and practiced. In order to travel far in the near future, he had to take the time to refine as many spiritual weapons as possible and constantly improve his level. He was busy every day and soon returned to normal.

Ganoderma lucidum is indeed good. In just three months, it has lost its cultivation and started to lay the foundation for cultivation again. Now it is close to the fourth level of Qi training. The Qi sea in Dantian is not only larger than before, but also has more mellow and refined spiritual power.

"Wow, the young master is so powerful. He has refined so many spiritual weapons in one go!" Lingzhi looked at the more than ten spiritual weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and shields in front of Lu Zhichen, and exclaimed in surprise.

Lu Zhichen was also very surprised to feel the approximate grade of the spiritual weapon one by one. He originally guessed that Zhou Hao would take out three or five spiritual weapons at most, but he didn't know that the surprise was so great.

"My brother! Brother, I really want to detain you and join our Zixiao Pavilion. With such a high talent for refining weapons, I will be a master in time!" Lu Zhichen finished a rough inspection and sighed at recruiting Zhou Hao.

Ganoderma lucidum is also eager to know Zhou Hao’s plan.

Zhou Hao sipped the wine gently, "Brother Lu doesn't need to persuade me, I'm not convenient to say anything about it, but I can tell Brother Lu that my home is too far away from here. My goal is to be able to go home in the shortest time."

After saying that, I looked up at the sky with my eyes, and my mind was filled with figures of concern.

"Brother Yun, the auction will begin in three days. This time, the four major weapon refining markets in the capital, nine medium-sized artillery stores, and thirty-three family weapon refining markets, jointly held the largest auction in 50 years, which is unprecedented."

Zhou Hao was delighted, "Then I want to congratulate Brother Lu! Not only how to participate, where is the place?"

Lu Zhichen was also happy because he was also the initiator, one of the four major weapon refining markets. With the spiritual weapons that Zhou Hao suddenly took out, I dare not say that he would definitely win the lead and would definitely become famous all over the world.

He quickly handed out a golden token, with two seal characters cast on one side, refined purple, and a big three on the other side."

Zhou Hao was confused and looked inquiring. Lu Zhichen explained: "This is the VIP gold medal that participated in the auction. The number on the back is one of the five VIP rooms that I owned in Ziyun Pavilion. At that time, I will go to the Tianyun Gate Stadium with this card, and naturally someone will take you to the VIP room."

Ganoderma lurked Bai Li and looked at Zhou Hao with expectations, and that was almost like to grab the token, "Senior, can I go with the young master?"

Ganoderma lucidum finally couldn't help but ask Lu Zhichen in a low voice.

Cultivators also like to pursue novelty, and they only have more knowledge and more places to go than mortals. There is never a lack of monks with vision, courage and pursuit in the world.

Many people who are promising and invincible have formed various industries due to their needs and rely on them to make a living. Zhou Hao's learning to refine weapons is also a means of making a living. Faced with increasing resource needs, the daily cultivation progress is almost desperate. He does not take spiritual medicine and uses medium-grade spiritual stones to practice. He may be able to advance to the fifth level of foundation building in ten years by meditation.

This is not an unsolvable proposition. If you want to quickly improve your cultivation, you must have countless spirit stones. Refining weapons to support yourself is a good choice. As a casual cultivator, there is no support from the family sect. Of course, there are many bonds missing. Fortunately, Zhou Hao has good skills.

The Tianyun Gladiator was originally a monk who contacted the great officials and nobles and enriched their lives. Perhaps it was cruel and bloody for the secular people.

Most of the participants were dead soldiers trained by high-ranking officials and nobles. Some people who came from poor families, sold themselves as slaves, or thieves, or monks with conflicts who were unwilling to fight each other, would choose to solve the problem here.

Auction is also a contradiction that cannot be handled privately by commercial conflicts. No smart businessman is willing to lose a large amount of spirit stone treasures. Their solution is to pass on the contradiction to a large group of ordinary monks, and they intend to expand it, gather the outbreak points of the conflict, and use the auction to create various gimmicks to accumulate more benefits. How could countless people who are qualified to get a piece of the pie miss such an opportunity that can only be encountered in fifty years?

The Tianyun Galleries are not large in size. The oval stone hall made of green hill stones that are more than meter thick are majestic and majestic. The huge sculptures are inlaid on the arch three and six feet high. The dragon head is facing the entrance, as if entering the door, it seems that you have walked into the belly of the giant beast.

The monks gathered towards the arena in an endless stream. In order to deal with the more than 10,000 foundation-building monks who entered the field, and more Qi training cultivators, dozens of weapon refining workshops, all sent additional monks to the patrol team of the Tianyun Gladiator arena to maintain order.

A team of six people and a total of twenty foundation-building monks were closely monitoring the outer periphery of the arena under the command of five Jindan monks. In the special passage, Zhou Hao led Ganoderma lucidum and walked into the arena with the waiters.

Directly opposite is a platform, which is obviously used for auctions. Zhou Hao is in the direction of the world, with the best view, and you can overlook the entire arena.

The huge venue used for the fight below is empty. The VIP is located at the top floor. There are originally exquisite railings. Now formations are arranged and partitions are installed to form independent and secret spaces.

The dozens of floors below, which are slightly different from the two sides, are not decorated. The far side of the two sides is the largest number of Qi training monks. The lower half of the auction table, the foundation-building monks who have entered the venue are in groups of three or five, or sitting cross-legged alone.

There must be two monks wearing patrol uniforms within twenty or thirty feet of each two-story platform. Zhou Hao could clearly detect that the divine thoughts of the Golden Pill stage were constantly searching for the shuttle, just because there were still no less than fifty Golden Pill monks who came to participate in the auction.

A faint threat made Zhou Hao frown slightly because he also noticed a sense of oppression that seemed to be a Nascent Soul monk.

"Young master, there are so many people! And they are all high-level monks." Ganoderma lucidum's voice woke Zhou Hao up to investigate and smiled self-deprecatingly. He was not here to destroy him, so what to worry about? As long as you are more cautious, there will be no trouble.
Chapter completed!