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C950 An Immortal Pats My Head



C950 An Immortal Pats My Head

0"White Jade Jing in the sky, 12th floor, 5th city.    
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The immortal pats my head, and the knot grants me longevity. "    

    

The voice was melodious and full of charm, as if a master who had attained enlightenment stood at the peak of a mountain with his intelligence, looked up at the vastness of the universe, and looked down on all kinds of things. After comprehending the concept of enlightenment from the forest, birds, and beasts, his voice was filled with joy.    

    

Fann Qingsheng looked upstairs. It happened to meet the eyes of the beautiful woman in the bright yellow dress. The two of them looked at each other for a full three seconds before Fann Qingsheng lowered her head again and calmly said to Lee Yun, "She is here. "    

    

Upstairs.    

    

"Miss, she seems to be. . . " A woman standing beside the beautiful woman asked in a low voice.    

    

"Yes, she recognized me. "    

    

The gorgeous woman nonchalantly took a sip of the sweet wine and said with a smile, "I heard that Holy Maiden was born with a sacred body, pure and untainted, immune to all evils and demons. I really want to personally peel it off. She opened her dress and touched it to see what kind of holy body it was. It must be very interesting, hahaha! "    

    

The two women standing beside her looked at each other. Their eyes revealed a trace of fear.    

    

"Yes, I saw it. "    

    

Lee Yun thought Fann Qingsheng was talking about the old man who came down from the second floor.    

    

The old man looked like a transcendent being. He held a handful of dust in his hand. Every move he made contained an indescribable meaning. He slowly walked down. The auction venue was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. Everyone looked at him with curiosity and doubt.    

    

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord. "    

    

The old man walked in front of Lee Yun and the others. He flicked his horsetail whisk and bowed to Lee Yun and the others. A faint smile hung on his white bearded face.    

    

Lee Yun vaguely felt that something was wrong. Logically speaking, all the cultivators came from the Hidden Holy Valley and Six Tao Devil Sect. Most of the cultivators in the secular world didn't have any magic power.    

    

If the person in front of him was a cultivator. . . Then he was either from the Hidden Holy Valley or the Six Tao Devil Sect.    

    

"Greetings, Daoist. " Lee Yun smiled faintly and said, "May I know why you are here?"    

    

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "I have bestowed you with an immortal fate. "    

    

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. The development of the matter had truly exceeded their expectations.    

    

They had initially thought that it was just an ordinary auction, but they had never thought that they would run into the Zhong Family's show of stealing other people's antiques. After that, a mysterious Daoist priest appeared. They had no idea how he had managed to sneak in.    

    

On the second floor, the gorgeous lady smiled and looked at Lee Yun with a mocking expression.    

    

"What is immortal fate?"    

    

Lee Yun's tone was calm as he looked at the old man cautiously.    

    

"Immortal destiny is a great fortune, a great opportunity, and great achievements!"    

    

The sage-like Old Taoist looked around the crowd and said with a firm tone, "Ten thousand calamities will never be extinguished, and one will live forever. One will live forever, and one will live forever for ten thousand years!"    

    

More than a thousand people widened their eyes. They had witnessed a shocking scene!    

    

Old Taoist flicked his horsetail whisk and a ray of light burst out and flew into Yang Dongxue and Zhong Nansheng's bodies.    

    

Yes, they were absolutely right. It was a ball of light that came from Old Taoist's horsetail whisk. It could not be fake!    

    

"This. . . "    

    

Everyone was stunned. A shocking scene appeared. The wounds caused by the fight between Yang Dongxue and Zhong Nansheng quickly disappeared. The wounds healed and scabbed. In the blink of an eye, these two people stood up with glowing faces.    

    

"Daoist Priest, this is. . . ?"    

    

Yang Dongxue clenched his fist in shock. Suddenly, he exerted his strength and punched the table beside him.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The high-end wooden table instantly exploded.    

    


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