I have Nine Female Disciples

They have never seen something like Jiang Chen, without any family sect nameplate, and it looks like they are casual cultivators here.

"Call out the person in charge of your auction, I have something to say to him." Jiang Chen didn't bother to spend any more words with these people, with the immortal emperor's handwriting in his hand, it was enough to disregard all the sellers here.

"I'm asking if your kid doesn't understand what I'm saying. I'll understand what I'm telling you a little bit. You are not qualified to be a seller with us, and the things in your hand are not qualified to be auctioned with us. Get out of here. , Don't let me do it!" The man pointed directly at Jiang Chen's nose and shouted in a low voice.

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Chen squinted slightly.

Almost at the moment he raised his finger to point at him, Jiang Chen's hand stuck out like an afterimage, clutching his wrist tightly.

With little effort, you can hear the sound of the bones bearing a heavy load.

If it was a little harder, this person's wrist would be abruptly pinched by Jiang Chen.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Feeling the piercing pain, the man kept tapping Jiang Chen's arm, begging for mercy with his teeth.

"Who is making trouble outside?!"

Hearing the noise at the door, an old man with gray hair and a little stature walked out on crutches, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Who are you?" Jiang Chen tilted his head and looked at him.

Seeing Jiang Chen holding his disciple's wrist, the old man said in a deep voice, "I am the second elder of Qianhe Sect. I don't know why the little brother shot my disciple. Is there anything that offends you?"

Although the old man said it politely, his dry palms curled up behind his back like eagle claws. If something was wrong, he would immediately shoot.

As the great elder of Qianhezong and as the organizer of the auction, he did not allow anyone to make trouble here.

"It turned out to be the Great Elder of Qianhe Sect." Jiang Chen smiled faintly. When he rushed over from Kunlun Xianshan, he heard Bai Xiaoyun introduced the forces here.

Qianhe Sect can almost be said to be the deepest sect in the Eastern Region and the oldest sect. Although the strength on the surface is not very good, no sect in the Eastern Region dared to provoke them. .

Even Tianlang Mountain, which is currently in the Eastern Region, can only get along with Qianhezong in peace.

"It's here, I don't know what the identity of the little friend is. Today is not the day of the auction. It is just the time for the seller to submit the auction items. If you want to participate, please come back tomorrow morning." The elder stared at Jiang Chen. Said.

"I am a disciple of the Ninth Mountain of Kunlun Immortal Mountain. After learning that you have an auction in the Eastern Region, I came here to try my luck, but the disciples in your clan seem to be inferior to others. I have never seen my auction item. What, I just want to kick me out." Jiang Chen stared at the Qianhezong disciple in front of him and sneered.

"Is that so?" The elder frowned.

"Elder, there is no nameplate on this person. It looks like he is a casual cultivator. It doesn't look like there are any valuable auction items. If you let him in, wouldn't it be a delay in our sect's time." The disciple felt very much too. Wronged.

"It's really presumptuous. Since we are here, we are the guests of the Qianhe Sect. Get out quickly and get the thirty sticks from the penalty office!" The elder sternly shouted with wide eyes.

Even the people watching the excitement next to him were so scared that they took two steps back.

For a long time, the elder Qianhezong gave them the impression that he was a very kind and kind senior, and this was the first time they saw an angry look.

"Elder, I..." The disciple was a little surprised.

"Don't hurry up!" The great elder glared at him. At this time, so many people watched. If they insist on driving Jiang Chen out, it will definitely affect the face of Qianhezong.

Seeing that the great elder was indeed angry, the disciple dared not say anything, and could only leave in despair.

"Little brother, the disciple in our clan is a bit ignorant, and I hope you can take care of it a little bit, but you just said that you are a disciple of the Ninth Mountain of Kunlun Immortal Mountain, and you still don't know what to call it." After the disciple left, the elder was the only one. He smiled and looked at Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen." Jiang Chen said lightly.

When the name was spoken, everyone present was a little shocked.

Regardless of those sects when they went to Tianlang Mountain, they found that the fairy king of Tianlang Mountain was not injured, but Jiang Chen's name was passed to the Eastern Region in the ancient city of doubt.

They all remembered this young master of Wancheng Immortal Gate, the pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion.

It's just that Jiang Chen is real now, not made up, what happened to Langshan that day.

"Little friend Jiang Chen, please come in." The elder's muddy eyes narrowed slightly, then made a gesture of please, and walked into the pavilion with his hands on his back.

Entering the pavilion, following the elder, passing through the middle, pushing a wooden door open, Jiang Chen entered the hidden area of ​​the pavilion.

There are many disciples of Qianhe Zong before and after running. On the wooden tables on both sides of the corridor, there are all kinds of auction items. There are also many disciples standing guard and protecting the auction items here.

Although it is impossible for anyone to dare to **** things in front of Qianhezong, the most basic sense of safety is still necessary.

"Little friend, please come here." The elder walked to the end of the corridor.

In the room, there was only a table and a few stools, and there was a pot of steaming tea on the table, which seemed to have just been boiled.

"Little friend, I don’t know what you brought with you during this trip. Can you show it to me? I’ll set a price for you. If you agree, I’ll stay here. We, Qianhezong, will arrange the auction for you. If If you don’t agree, take it back and find someone else."

The Great Elder looked at Jiang Chen again.

"Okay." Jiang Chen nodded, took out Wanli Yunpeng's Zhenyu and put it on the table.

"Wanli Yunpeng's feathers?" Looking at the things on the table, the elder couldn't help but smile. "Little friend, although Wanli Yunpeng's feathers are precious, they are in our Qianhezong auction. I really can't get it."

"Lord Elder take a closer look." Jiang Chen said lightly.

"It's just a feather. We also have Wanli Yunpeng's feathers in Qianhe Sect. What's the difference..." The elder reached out and picked up the feather, but his face changed before he finished speaking.

He found that this feather seemed a little different from the feathers in their Qianhe Sect.

"Is this the real feather of Wanli Yunpeng?" After looking carefully for a while, the elder was a little surprised. He looked up at Jiang Chen, obviously a little surprised.

"Yes, it is Wanli Yunpeng's true feather." Jiang Chen nodded and said.

"I didn't expect that you, an ordinary Kunlun Immortal Mountain disciple, would have such treasures. Is it true that, as the outside world said, you are the pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion?" The eyes of the elder looking at Jiang Chen deepened. .