Swallowing the Good Fortune

"Then who is Liu Sandao?"

Luo Yi and Bai Jingmeng walked through the feasting and feasting, and walked slowly on the bluestone road.

Hearing Luo Yi's question, Bai Jingmeng said in a low voice: "Old Wu owed him some money before he was alive. In fact, the last time I went to the Necromancer Pagoda, it was Liu Sandao who forced Old Wu to go, and then died inside. .”

Luo Yi suddenly remembered that when she saw Bai Jingmeng for the first time, she was squatting on the ground, staring blankly ahead, waiting to help collect that old Wu's body.

Luo Yi sighed in a low voice and rubbed her head.

This girl always looks down on life and death on weekdays, acting as she pleases, as if she has never seen her so depressed like today.

Bai Jingmeng suddenly said: "I can't follow Elder Sister Mengli. If I commit suicide against Lone Star, I will harm the people around me. I can only... be alone."

Luo Yi didn't speak, Bai Jingmeng squeezed out a smiling face: "But it's okay, I'm used to it anyway, it's fine to be alone, carefree."

Luo Yi said softly: "Alright."

Bai Jingmeng raised her small face, put her hands behind her head, looked at the stars in the sky, and walked staggeringly.

Luo Yi also imitated Bai Jingmeng's appearance, put his head behind his head with his hands, and casually said as he walked: "Since you don't want to go to Chu's house, then come with me."

Bai Jingmeng was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Luo Yi's profile.

Luo Yi said with a smile: "You have to control your own life. How can you judge it with a few words from others?"

Luo Yi shook his head again and said: "I never believe in fate, it used to be, it is now, and it will be in the future."

Bai Jingmeng didn't speak, and looked at Luo Yi again, then lowered his head.

Luo Yi exhaled lightly, and lightly pressed one hand on Bai Jingmeng's head.

"Let's go, I'll take you to drink the most expensive drink in Batian Dynasty."

-

Jingtian Pavilion.

Jing Haoran was flipping through an ancient book.

Suddenly, his expression was shocked, and he hurried out of Jingtian Pavilion.

After seeing the person coming, Jing Haoran bowed to him without hesitation and said, "I've seen Mr. Cao."

Luo Yi returned a salute, "Master Jing doesn't need to be so polite."

Jing Haoran smiled, bent slightly, and spread out his hands, asking Luo Yi and Bai Jingmeng to come into the cabinet to talk.

Luo Yi stepped in, and a group of people came to Luo Yi's Indus Courtyard and sat in a gazebo.

Jing Haoran was making tea with skillful techniques. On the stone table and tea table, such a square inch of land was surrounded by clouds and fog.

The three of them seemed to be sitting on the clouds, as if they could hold Baiyun into their arms with their arms.

When waking up and pouring tea, the sound of high mountains and flowing water can be heard endlessly.

Jing Haoran sat on the stone bench, his hands seemed to be fiddled with mountains and rivers among the clouds, his movements were skillful, showing everyone's demeanor.

Luo Yi originally didn't understand the tea ceremony of the immortal family, but the extremely complicated knowledge of the Emperor Tuntian in his mind still made Luo Yi see some ways.

He smiled and said, "It's unbelievable that Pavilion Master Jing will know the ancient method of 'Landscape on the Clouds'? This kind of technique can be called everyone."

A trace of surprise flashed in Jing Haoran's eyes.

"Mr. Cao is really knowledgeable. He can tell the ancient method of making tea just by looking at it."

Luo Yi said: "I saw it in an ancient book by chance. There should be only three books left in the world today. If I guessed correctly, the pavilion master should have the 'cloud' book?"

There was a hint of admiration in Jing Haoran's eyes.

"Mr. Cao's words are right. There are only three copies of this 'Clouds on Landscape', which are 'Cloud', 'Mountain', and 'Water'. It was obtained by the subordinates."

Luo Yi sighed in his heart, it seems that Jing Haoran is indeed a person who studies tea ceremony.

And looking at it like this, I quite appreciate the ancient method "Landscape on the Cloud".

Thinking of this, Luo Yi couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Among the various knowledge of God Emperor Tuntian, there is such an interesting thing.

The reason why there are only three copies of this ancient method of tea ceremony handed down is because the most mysterious "Shang" book was obtained by God Emperor Tuntian, and then...

It seems to be used to pad the legs of the table...

Luo Yi was a little ashamed, and changed the subject: "Master Jing, how much do you know about the Fourth Prince Su Minglou?"

Jing Haoran didn't seem to be surprised by Luo Yi's words at all.

Outside the Tower of the Dead that day, Jing Haoran saw some clues.

The other three major families are afraid that they will be able to fetch water from a bamboo basket.

Only the Imperial City Sujia may have a slight chance.

After all, the Su family is the royal family, the ruler of the Batian Dynasty, and the other three major families cannot compare with it.

Jing Haoran pondered for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth and said: "The generation of Batian Dynasty has only four princes, the eldest prince Su Xuanshan, who is brave and decisive, but lacks strategy. .The daughter of the Three Emperors, Su Youlan, is very wise and close to a demon."

"As for the Fourth Prince Su Minglou..."

Jing Haoran paused, with a hint of admiration on his face: "This fourth prince is not outstanding in all aspects, but he also intends to gather the strengths of hundreds of schools. And..."

Jing Haoran seemed to be speaking, he paused for a moment, and then gave the last sentence with a smile.

"And... extremely down-to-earth."

Luo Yi was silent for a moment. He had heard about the four princes of the Batian Dynasty when he was in the Luo Dynasty.

But most of them are rumors that are speculative and cannot be taken as true.

Luo Yi had some calculations in his heart, and he had to think again about where he should go.

Luo Yi suddenly remembered something, and casually took out the strangely shaped long sword from the Daybreak Ring, and then picked and picked, and took out three pieces from the dozen or so pieces.

They are a snow-white longbow, a pitch-black dagger, and a pair of willow leaf armor.

Jing Haoran's heart was shocked. As the master of Jingtian Pavilion, his keen perception of magic weapons is far beyond ordinary people.

These three treasures, he knew at a glance that they were tenth-rank ordinary treasures!

That strangely shaped long sword actually has the fluctuations of a third-rank immortal soldier!

A tenth-grade fan treasure is already an extremely rare treasure in the Batian Dynasty!Even with the exception of the royal family's family, the other three major families may not be able to produce many tenth-grade Fanbao with such a good appearance!

Not to mention the third-rank fairy weapon, the entire Batian dynasty can afford a third-rank fairy weapon, except for Jingtian Pavilion, only the royal family's family!

Luo Yi smiled and said: "With Master Jing's eyesight, I believe you can tell the quality of these things. This sword will be handled by Jingtian Pavilion. Whether you keep it yourself or choose to auction it, I don't mind .The remaining three pieces of tenth-rank Fantastic Treasures are considered as three additional pieces."

Jing Haoran suppressed the excitement in his heart. Their Jingtian pavilions are spread all over the Liuli world, and each pavilion owner will stay in the area under their jurisdiction for 300 years. After 300 years, all the pavilion owners of the branch pavilions will leave for Zhongtu Shenzhou.

At that time, each of them will take out the treasures they have obtained in the past 300 years to participate in the largest treasure appraisal meeting in history.

It is only ten years before the next treasure appraising meeting.

There are very few treasures in Jing Haoran's hands, and he thought that he would be at the bottom of the general meeting again, but this Mr. Cao really gave him a big surprise!

Jing Haoran took a deep breath, got up straight away, bowed to Luo Yi and said, "I thank Mr. Cao for sending charcoal in the snow. I am willing to buy this immortal weapon from Mr. Cao at the price of three hundred top-grade yuanling coins." Buy!"

From Jing Haoran's point of view, since this Mr. Cao is a Master of Appreciation of Heaven, it is impossible not to know the Association of Appreciation of Treasures!

He must have seen his current predicament, so he took out this third-rank immortal weapon!

In fact, Luo Yi was also shocked. Now that he has the Dark Tomb in his hand, this third-rank immortal weapon is naturally of little use, so it is better to throw it at Jingtian Pavilion and sell it for money.

After all, I came to this Batian Dynasty as a proton, not to mention penniless, but also poor.

Gold and silver are circulated among secular dynasties, but they are limited to third-rate families like the Chu family, and big families like the Su family. Many times, gold and silver are no longer used, but Yuanling coins.

Yuan Ling coins are common currency in Liuli world, divided into low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade and extreme-grade.

The price Jing Haoran gave for these [-] top-grade Yuanling coins is definitely a high price!

Luo Yi lightly lifted the white porcelain blue-patterned teacup, took a sip of tea, and said softly: "Since Pavilion Master Jing wants to keep this fairy soldier for himself, he can do it himself. Said, as a gift to you Jingtian Pavilion."

Jing Haoran shook his head sincerely and said: "This must not be the case, Mr. Cao has already helped me a lot, and I, Jing Haoran, can never do such a business without conscience. No matter what the auction price is, Jingtian Pavilion is willing to share the profit with Mr. Cao in half."

Luo Yi was a little surprised. He had heard about the rules of Jingtian Pavilion these days.

Jingtian Pavilion auctions have always been divided into threes and sevens, which is almost an unshakable dead rule, even if the emperor of the Batian Dynasty comes, this division is also the same.

There are also many people who scold Jingtian Pavilion for being black-hearted, but Jingtian Pavilion has always been the attitude of whether you like to sell it or not. Finally, when the auction starts, those who scold Jingtian Pavilion for being black-hearted will also want to go over and see Take a few glances and learn a lot.

Luo Yi thought for a while, and then said: "I appreciate Master Jing's kindness, but the rules are the rules. If I broke the rules, how will you Jing Tian Pavilion do business with people in the future?"

Jing Haoran wanted to say something, Luo Yi waved his hand, and then stood up slowly: "Master Jing, just do as I say, I have to go to the imperial city, maybe I will return to Wutongyuan later .”

A gleam of admiration flashed in Jing Haoran's eyes.

Living in a high position but following the rules, he deserves to be a heavenly appraiser, which is really admirable.

Luo Yi paused again, wanted to say something but finally didn't say it, patted Bai Jingmeng who was almost full of tea, "Let's go."

Bai Jingmeng quickly wiped her mouth with both hands, and jumped off the stone bench.

Jing Haoran saluted and sent Luo Yi away respectfully.

After Luo Yi left, Jing Haoran sat alone for a while, and then lightly knocked on the stone table.

In an instant, a man in black appeared next to Jing Haoran!

Jing Haoran lightly tapped the stone table with his fingers, and said expressionlessly: "Find out where the rumors about Mr. Cao and Miss Chu came from, and I'll kill them all in one night. "

Jing Haoran pondered for a moment, picked up his teacup and took a sip of the already cold tea: "After tonight, if someone still talks about this matter tomorrow, then kill them again."

Jing Haoran's tone didn't fluctuate at all, as if the deaths of so few people were not worth mentioning at all.

The man in black beside him knelt on one knee and only said two words.

"As ordered!"

In an instant, the man in black disappeared into the pavilion.

Jing Haoran stretched out his hand to hold the Third Grade Immortal Armament in his hand, a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

-

The imperial city is at the very center of Shaking Sky City, it can be regarded as building another city in the city!

The gates of the city were kept wide open all year round, even though it was already night, the gates were still not closed.

There are only two guards outside the city gate, all in armor and holding spears.

This is extremely abnormal in the imperial city of any country. There are only two guards at the gate of the imperial city, and no one will believe it.

But in the Batian Dynasty, it happened to be like this.

The realm of these two guards is actually only the first level of the Star Pulse Realm.

The eyes of the two were like eagles, and they kept scanning the dark place.

Suddenly, two people seemed to be walking in the distance, one big and one small.

The two guards were stunned and said sharply, "Who is here?!"

The two uninvited guests did not reply.

This made the guard tense, could it be an assassin?

But the next moment, he found a jade pendant on the man's waist...

The two guards were shocked, and immediately straightened their backs!

The man walked slowly in front of them with his usual expression on his face.

There was a girl beside him?

The girl looked around curiously, and even wiped the armor of the two guards when she passed by them, her face full of surprise.

The reason why the two guards didn't dare to stop him was because the man had a Peace and Peace sign hanging on his waist!

In the entire Batian Dynasty, there are only two pieces of this Peace and Peace card!

One is in the hands of the eldest prince Su Xuanshan, and the other is in the hands of the fourth prince Su Minglou.

I don't know which prince personally gave the piece hanging on this man's body?

Within the imperial city, in the summer palace.

Su Minglou was holding a pottery cricket pot, just sitting carelessly on the steps of the summer palace, teasing the crickets.

At this moment, Elder Xuan came out from the other courtyard, still wearing an apron, holding two plates of side dishes in his hands.

In such a huge summer palace, there is not even a maid in charge of daily life.

There are only two masters and servants.

It's not that the current emperor has any prejudice against these four sons. On the contrary, the current emperor loves this youngest son very much. After a while, Su Minglou would send him away, and over time, the emperor turned a blind eye.

Even Su Minglou, who is a prince, occasionally cooks himself, especially the drunken shrimp dish, which is very skillful.

Su Youlan, the third emperor's daughter who was hiding in the cold palace, would always come here to eat a meal of drunken shrimp made by her own emperor's brother.

That old Xuan put a few small dishes on the table and said with a smile: "Your Highness, it's time to eat."

Su Minglou hummed, but didn't look up, holding a goosegrass in his hand, and teasing the crickets in the pot.

Su Minglou lowered his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly found two people standing in front of him.

One moment old Xuan was still laying out the bowls and chopsticks, and the next moment he appeared behind Su Minglou with a dignified expression.

Su Minglou raised his head slightly and suddenly smiled.

He covered the jar and handed it along with the goosegrass to Elder Xuan.

Then he turned to look at the sudden visitor, with a bright smile on his face: "Mr. Cao, have you eaten yet?"