The woman in purple who was originally just sitting peacefully on the chair is now floating in the air.
There is no support, just floating there.
At the same time, Ji Le noticed that a piece of talisman paper on the table that had not yet been engraved with a talisman was floating into the air.
The position happened to be on the same horizontal line as Jun Muzhen's closed eyes.
But that's not the most important thing. What surprised Ji Le the most was that there was a faint purple light coming out of the ends of Jun Mu Qian's eyes.
Sacred, graceful and inviolable.
For a moment, Bliss seemed to see the goddess descending from the nine heavens through the purple-clothed woman, so holy and noble.
At this time, the talisman in front of Jun Muqian suddenly moved.
There was no pen, nothing, but marks began to appear on the blank talisman paper.
One after another, from top to bottom.
Because he was standing sideways, Ji Le couldn't see what exactly appeared on the talisman.
But she could guess that it should be some kind of spiritual talisman.
But in the beginning, didn't the magic talisman need to be drawn with a pen?
Only after reaching a certain level can it be directly carved with the power of the soul.
And obviously, Jun Muxian is not even a talisman master now.
What exactly is that?
**
When the mark of the spiritual talisman appeared on the talisman paper, Jun Muxian did not do anything.
But there was an extra jade statue in her mind.
Jun Muqian didn't know who the jade statue belonged to, but she could tell that it was a jade statue of a woman.
Because it is just a jade statue, the carved face is not very clear.
But even so, one can still feel the supreme elegance and holiness.
Then Jun Muzhen saw that the jade statue moved.
At the beginning, just like a real statue, the jade statue's hands were folded on its chest.
At this time, she raised a hand and spread her fingers, as if calling for something.
A faint purple light slowly emerged from her palm and flowed out.
Jun Muqian suddenly realized that this jade statue was alive?
But when this idea first came to her mind, she suddenly felt someone tapping her behind, and there was a huge feeling of weightlessness, as if she was falling from a high place, and there was a bottomless dark abyss below the ground.
The next second, Jun Muxian opened his eyes suddenly, his heartbeat accelerated a lot, and his breath became somewhat disordered.
After taking a slight breath, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and then raised her eyes.
It's still the same house as before, no changes.
The jade statue does not exist, and the light does not exist. She has never fallen off the cliff, but is still sitting here.
Dream?
Jun Muqian tucked a few strands of hair behind her back and breathed slowly.
Then, her eyes fell on the table in front of her and she suddenly paused.
On the talisman paper that was spread out earlier, a spiritual talisman has been drawn on it.
The talisman is dark gold, as if the ink has not dried yet, and the gold has fainted.
But Jun Muzhen was certain that this was definitely not her painting.
She had just released the power of her soul and felt it, but she had not yet started to do it in a drastic way.
Moreover, this talisman was extremely unfamiliar to her. It was neither a teleportation talisman nor a thunder talisman.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like those commonly used talismans. Instead, it looks like some kind of sign or mark.
Jun Muqian stretched out her hand and touched the talisman, and her heart suddenly moved slightly. It seemed... a little familiar?
But what is the use of this talisman?
She picked up the talisman and looked at the light.
"There is no energy fluctuation..." Jun Muqian frowned, "So it's just a painting?"
A painting appeared for no reason?
Just as she was thinking about it, Ji Le suddenly came over to her. She clasped her hands together and made a salute to the Buddha: "Amu, please teach me, how did you do it?" "How did you do it?" Jun Muqian came to her senses and raised her voice
. She raised the talisman in her hand and said, "What do you mean?"
She was speechless: "I didn't draw this, how would I know."
She just closed and opened her eyes and dreamed of a female statue.
"No way, you don't know?" Hearing this, Ji Le's eyes widened, "I looked carefully, this is what you drew!" Although... she did not see Jun Mu Qian make a move,
But besides her, the human host, who else could it be?
"Really?" Jun Muqian was a little surprised, "Tell me how I painted it." Could it be
possible that she would sleepwalk after realizing the power of the soul?
Ji Le honestly told what she had just seen.
"Hiss..." Jun Muxian thought for a while, "Am I that powerful?"
That shouldn't be the case. She can already make talismans out of thin air without even entering the door of a talisman master?
"Okay." Hearing this, Ji Le rolled his eyes and snorted angrily, "I think you got an advantage and are still acting like a good boy." "
But this talisman can't be used." Jun Muqian frowned and shook off the talisman in his hand. Talisman paper, "Even the lowest transmission talisman has energy fluctuations. This one has everything..." Before the
last few words were finished, suddenly -
"Boom -!"
There was a loud noise and the house was overturned in an instant.
The door of the house was shattered, and the tables and chairs flew out and fell in the yard.
The moment Bliss sensed the danger, he immediately turned into a butterfly.
Fortunately, she was relatively small and hid in the gap to avoid the difficulty.
When the loud noise completely silenced, Ji Le quickly recovered and was a little panicked for a moment: "Amu, Amu? Are you okay?" Just as he was about to pick up people in the ruins, Ji Le was dumbfounded
.
The woman in purple was sitting upright on the chair. With her as the center, there was nothing within a radius of one meter, and there was no sign of any vibration.
The only thing Jun Muzhen felt was that her hand was a little numb, and she lost a little sense of pain.
She looked at the color-faded spiritual talisman in her hand, was silent for a moment, and then said, "I'm fine, but I guess the shopkeeper is in trouble." That noise just now, let alone this inn, Jun Muqian estimated that the entire city was in ruins
. Everybody can hear it.
It's strange, but she really didn't feel any energy fluctuations. Why did it explode after she shook it?
Moreover, what is incredible is that she who is closest to this talisman is fine.
When he was confused, Yan Shaoling was the first one to arrive. He looked at everything in front of him and said in slight shock: "Miss Mu?" Jun Muqian took back her
thoughts and greeted him calmly: "Master Yan. "
I have to say that this scene is very strange.
Imagine that everything around you is cracked, and you are the only one who is in good condition. You will be the culprit at first glance.
"Miss Mu, is this..." Yan Shaoling hid his emotions well. He looked at her calmly, "Did you accidentally do it during practice?"
Forget it, so he nodded.
Looking at the innocent look in the purple-clothed woman's eyes, Yan Shaoling laughed for a moment: "Miss Mu, don't worry, the house will be destroyed if it is destroyed. The people here are quite familiar, and I guess they won't blame Miss Mu for this." "Then then
. Thank you very much, Master Yan." Jun Muqian smiled politely, "But I will still pay the money that should be paid."
After all, even if it was not intentional, it was still because of her.
"Miss Mu, you're welcome. This should be within the scope of Tianji Tower's apology." Yan Shaoling refused, and then he thought about it and said, "But now there is not a single vacant room in Buluocheng. Miss Mu, these days Should..."
He didn't finish his words, but Jun Muxian already understood what he meant.
This is a problem, she is also a person who likes to have fun, sleeping on the street is absolutely not allowed.
"Otherwise..." Jun Muxian thought of something, "Master Yan, you..."
She wanted to say, or else you and Rong Qing could live together in the same room?
As a result, before she could say anything, she saw a blush suddenly appear behind Yan Shaoling's ears.
Jun Muqian instantly knew that he must have misunderstood, and she compensated: "I mean..."
This time, she still didn't finish her words, because Rong Qing was back.
When he saw such a scene, his expression paused slightly and his voice was cold: "Did the house be demolished this time?" "
No way." Jun Muzhen sighed, "I said I didn't know anything. Do you believe it?"
Rong Qing did not speak, but walked to another intact room.
He stretched out his hand to push the door open, then tilted his head and said calmly: "Come here."
Jun Muxian naturally understood what it meant and glanced at him: "Are you really not worried about your reputation?"
"Sooner or later." After Rong Qing said these two words, he walked in first.
sooner or later?
Jun Muqian pondered the meaning of these two words. Does it mean that she will destroy his reputation sooner or later, so she doesn't care at this moment?
Is she that kind of person?
Whatever you do must be based on your own will, and there is no beauty in being a bully.
"Okay, I'll do it." Jun Muxian remembered that there was a bet between the two of them. This bet couldn't hang around forever and had to be ended.
She falls in love with him, or he falls in love with her, or... they both fall in love with each other.
Now it seems that this bet may be a bit on the line.
Jun Muqian admitted that she did like Rong Qing, but love...
she was a little confused and she probably couldn't reach it.
In two lifetimes, she has never loved anyone.
It's so easy to like someone, but love... is too heavy.
She didn't know if she could fall in love, but if she did, she would live forever.
The door was closed after the purple-clothed woman entered.
Yan Shaoling had calmed down by now, and he stood there for a long time.
Not sure what he thought of, he suddenly chuckled, raised his hand to hold his forehead, and sighed lowly: "What should I do..."
It seemed that something was out of his control.
This feeling is very bad.
**
Inside the house.
"So..." Jun Muqian looked at the man in scarlet clothes, "I'm sleeping on the floor?"
Baili's little brother came to the rescue last time, but this time there is no such a cute child. Is it possible that she still can't escape sleeping on the floor? destiny?
Hearing this, Rong Qing raised her eyes slightly: "I won't sleep tonight."
"Not sleeping?" Jun Muqian was stunned, "Do you have anything else to do?"
As soon as she finished asking, a silver mask appeared in front of her, covered with slender plum-bone fingers, as white as jade, so beautiful.
The mask is not half-face, but full-face.
There are shallow lines on it, which are extremely delicate.
Jun Maqian took it, made some gestures on his face, and found that it was just right. He was a little surprised: "It's for me ?
"
, then raised his head and asked, "Does it look good?"
Rong Qing really looked at her and said, "Stupid." "
Just be stupid, I'm in a good mood, so I'll take it as a compliment from you." Jun Mu Qianqing He snorted, "Qingmei, is this why you went out just now?" Rong Qing
turned her eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Otherwise?"
"Yes!" Jun Muqian took off the mask with a smile at the end of her eyes, "What did you just say today? What do you mean by staying up late?"
"The Zongmen Alliance is holding an underground auction tonight." Rong Qing muttered for a moment, "You can bring someone with you." "Auction?
" Jun Muqian's eyes lit up when he heard the word , "There are just a lot of good things?"
When she was in the Eastern Region, she was invited to many auctions, large and small, of all kinds.
However, I haven't participated in one since my rebirth.
"For now..." Rong Qing frowned, "Maybe it's good."
"I know you don't like anything." Jun Muqian waved her hand to express her understanding, "But for a poor person like me, it's just... It's different."
However, Rong Qing's focus was obviously different, and he repeated: "Old man?" His
voice was slightly colder.
Jun Muxian quickly raised her hands in a gesture of surrender: "I was wrong, I said the wrong thing."
She must always remember what her master taught her - a man's age is a secret.
Don't ask, don't mention.
As if she was afraid that the man in scarlet clothes would regret it, she didn't give him a chance to speak, and asked directly: "When are we leaving?" "
Zi Shi."
As
soon as Zi Shi passed, Buluocheng fell silent.
No one is allowed to sleep on the main street, so it looks very empty.
Jun Muqian touched the mask on his face and lowered his voice: "Beauty Qing, why didn't Master Yan receive the invitation to the underground auction held by the Zongmen Alliance?" Yan Shaoling had rested early. Although he had recovered from his serious illness
, But if you want your body to fully recover, it may take some time.
"I don't know." Rong Qing's voice was also low.
When his voice lowered, it made people feel a little ticklish.
Jun Muqian didn't ask any more questions, and said meaningfully: "It seems that you are the one who really hides your secrets."
Rong Qing did not answer, but said: "Follow me, stupid Mumu."
With that, he His figure suddenly became faster.
But the speed is neither too big nor too slow, just enough for people around you to keep up.
Jun Muxian had to suspect that even though she used the Hunyuan Bell to hide her true strength, Rong Qing could see her through and through.
She felt... like she was being stripped naked.
While speeding, the two of them quickly arrived at their destination.
Jun Muqian took a look and saw that it was the place she passed when she bought talismans during the day.
Unexpectedly, this place is actually connected to the ground.
There were several people at the entrance, but they were all wearing cloaks, hats or masks... No one showed their true face.
Jun Muxian immediately realized that this so-called underground auction might not be that simple.
Why hide your identity?
Could it be that once the identity is revealed, what dangers will arise?
According to her experience, generally speaking, the biggest danger in an auction is that there will be competition after the auction ends.
After all, who has the most money at the auction has the final say, not who has the toughest fist.
But once the auction ends, the turmoil begins.
People who don't take photos of the items they like will directly grab them.
Jun Muxian remembered that this kind of thing happened during an auction in Daqian.
That time, there were hundreds of casualties, and they were all extraordinary masters.
Although she had regretfully missed out on what she wanted because she didn't have enough money, she wouldn't do it yet.
Since someone else paid for it, what does it mean if you rob it?
However, the law of the jungle remains unchanged.
She won't care what others do, as long as she has a clear conscience.
Without stopping too much, Jun Muqian followed Rong Qing and went in easily.
After going down the steps, she discovered that this so-called underground auction was not ordinary.
But it was still a lower plane after all, and in terms of majesty, it couldn't compare to the ones she had participated in before.
When he entered, Jun Muzhen felt that several powerful spiritual consciousnesses that had appeared before appeared again at this moment.
Her eyes darkened, it turned out... those old guys from the big sects were also here.
Just as she was thinking about it, Jun Muzhen suddenly felt a cold sensation on her wrist, which made her shiver.
She looked down and found that there were fingers with sharp bones clasped on her wrist bones.
Not with much force, just a gentle touch.
But just such a simple touch caused an electric current to surge through her body.
But apparently the owner of the finger couldn't feel anything.
Rong Qing's expression did not change at all. His eyes were deep and dark, and he pulled her forward.
The crowd split into two in front of them, and it didn't feel crowded at all.
But at this moment, someone suddenly bumped into them from behind, just in time, and almost knocked them over.
The man was stunned and quickly apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
Jun Muzhen ignored it because she saw something fell on the ground -
half a silver mask.