Chapter 187: Competing for a place

"What? Do you still want me to beg you to open your mouth?" Seeing this, Tong Lao's expression completely became cold and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong momentum on his body suddenly exploded and pressed towards the opposite crowd.

Because of the anger in his heart, the breath of the Dan spiritual realm on Tong Lao's body was not covered at all, and his brain pressed on the monks.

Aware of this situation, everyone's faces immediately changed greatly, but because of the fear of the prestige established by the child, no one dared to escape, and no monk dared to fight back. All of them stood in place and gritted their teeth bitterly to support it.

Some underground practitioners have even fainted as soon as they came into contact with the pressure released by Tong Lao.

After a while, the momentum of Tong Lao suddenly stopped and disappeared again.

"Thank you for your mercy." The monks did not dare to hesitate at all, and at the same time said respectfully to Mr. Tong.

However, in a short period of time, the clothes worn by everyone became wet, which was all soaked by the cold sweat on their bodies.

"What I want to hear is not this useless thank you." Tong Lao said coldly with no expression on his face, looking very dissatisfied: "Say, what happened just now? If no one opens his mouth again, I will have to choose any person to search for the soul. At that time, whoever he chooses will admit his bad luck.

As soon as Tong Lao's words fell, the originally pale faces of the monks became even more bloodless.

Tong Lao never jokes. These monks have a deep understanding of it, because such a thing has already been a precedent, and they have no doubt that Tong Lao's previous words will become a reality. The faces of the monks standing in the front are even more ugly. If Mr. Tong really wants to search for people's souls, the people standing in front of him are undoubtedly the most likely to be unlucky.

After a slight hesitation, a fat monk with a purple gold bowl in his hand came forward with his scalp. It was Shen Linfeng's familiar silver Zenzi.

"Say it, Yin Zenzi Taoist friend, what's going on?" Mr. Tong snorted coldly, and then looked at Yin Chanzi slightly and said in a light tone.

"To the senior, this is the thing. President Bai gave us four tokens at noon today that can participate in the Tianqi City auction without restriction, but we have some differences on the distribution of tokens. Yin Chanzi said respectfully.

"Hmm, what's there to fight for? With your current cultivation and family, what can you do even if you go to the auction? Can you still have the ability to buy something at the auction? With this free time, it's better to stay in the attic and practice honestly. When your cultivation reaches the level of the old man, naturally there are many people who come to invite you to the auction in person. Tong Lao snorted coldly again and said with no expression on his face.

Tong Lao didn't mean to look down on everyone. This Tianqi City auction is a super-large auction held every ten years, and the things auctioned in it are not anything that ordinary spiritual whirlpool monks can buy.

When Yin Chanzi heard this, although he did not agree with Tong Lao's words, he did not dare to show it, so he had to nod repeatedly.

After hearing Tong Lao's words, some monks couldn't help looking at each other, and finally said goodbye to Tong Lao, and then returned to their attic to practice.

In a blink of an eye, there were only ten monks left in the field, including Yin Chanzi and Qing Hongzi, who was familiar to Shen Linfeng, and Minghao, a white-robed Confucian who was full of acid and rotten smell and fanned all day long.

I just don't know why this young Confucian named Minghao's cultivation has reached the late spiritual whirlpool, and he is qualified to participate in the auction, but why he still stays here. However, when I saw it, I glanced at Liu Meier intentionally or unintentionally, and I could guess one or two. Maybe I wanted to see more be a few more beauties.

"Are you still not willing to give up your intention to participate in the auction?" Seeing that so many people were left in the field, Tong Lao was also quite surprised. He glanced at everyone and said, "And you, your cultivation has reached the late stage of the spiritual whirlpool. Why do you continue to stay here?"

Tong Lao's last sentence was said to Minghao, and his tone sounded quite polite.

With Minghao's current cultivation, the probability of advancing to the Danling Realm in the future is still very high. Naturally, Tong Lao will not show any face to him. What's more, Minghao's master is also a well-known Sanxiu, and Tong Lao is also an acquaintance, but his cultivation is one level higher than Tong Lao, and now he has reached the middle cultivation of the Danling Realm.

"Senior Mingjian, on the one hand, the younger generation wants to stay and see the fun, and on the other hand, he wants to stay here to send a message for the teacher." When Minghao heard the words, the fan in his hand gently fanned his chest and raised his long hair high, which then said to Tong Lao.

After saying that, Minghao began to spread his lips slightly to Tong Lao.

As Minghao's voice fell into Tong Lao's ears, Tong Lao's face began to change slowly, but soon returned to normal again.

"Are you telling the truth? Did your master really come to Tianqi City? It was not until the end of Minghao's transmission that Tong Lao asked. Although suppressing his inner emotions, the strange expression on Tong Lao's face was still seen by Shen Linfeng at a glance, as if there was some kind of extraordinary relationship between Minghao's master and Tong Lao.

"How dare the younger generation deceive the seniors at will about such things that can be easily exposed? The teacher said that Ye will meet the seniors at the appointed place, and I hope the seniors can arrive on time." Minghao replied respectfully, with a trace of pride on his face.

Having a Danling monk as his master, Minghao's identity was naturally higher than that of the others present, which made him a little complaous.

"Ok, go back and tell your master that I will be there on time tomorrow night." After a moment of silence, the child said plainly.

"In this case, the younger generation will immediately reply to the teacher." Minghao obviously knew that there was no need to stay here, so he saluted Mr. Tong and said.

After saying that, a light yellow charm suddenly appeared in his hand.

Without any hesitation, he casually rubbed the pale yellow unknown seal and burned in his hand. Then Minghao suddenly raised a burst of dust and a dazzling white light. When the dust and white light dissipated, his whole body disappeared from the same place.

"Sure enough, my temper is still the same as before, but it's only a day away from meeting, and I have to do these strange things to not let me know where you are." Seeing that Minghao disappeared from the same place, Tong Lao's face suddenly turned into a wry smile and muttered to himself, as if he had expected Minghao's move for a long time.

After saying that, Tong Lao raised his head again and looked at the rest of the people, but did not say anything.

"Senior Tong, how to allocate these four tokens? I hope you can make the decision for us." Yin Chanzi said to Tong Lao again.

Looking at the appearance of Yin Zenzi, it seems that he really wants to get one of these four tokens, and I don't know why.

"Do you really have to fight for these tokens?" Mr. Tong asked, and he didn't seem to want to talk about the things between these people.

However, because the relationship with Bai Tianchuan is not bad, Tong Lao does not want to see any big conflicts between these people because of the competition for tokens. After all, these people are nominally the guest elders of the Jinnan Chamber of Commerce, so the contradictions are of no benefit to the Jinnan Chamber of Commerce. Children and children should prevent such situations from happening.

Old Tong's voice fell, and everyone opposite him nodded coincidentally, with a firm face.

"Well, I have a way to get this token for four of you." Seeing that everyone looked like this, Tong Lao did not say anything more, but continued with narrow eyes, "The way I said is to make you persist for a moment under the spiritual pressure released by me. The last four people who can persist until the end are the final winners, and you can each get a token."

Hearing this, the faces of the monks on the opposite couldn't help changing.

But on second thought, I'm afraid there is no other way to be more effective and fair than the method proposed by Tong Lao, so they silently accepted the proposal.

In this quiet time, some monks slowly moved back, as if they were afraid that the more they stayed in front, the greater the spiritual pressure they would bear.

"Senior Tong, I wonder if we can use our magic power to resist the spiritual pressure you released?" A middle-aged Taoist priest whose name is unknown asked.

"Of course, for the sake of fairness, you can all work hard to resist the spiritual pressure of the old man." Tong Lao nodded and said.

The small movements of the monks were naturally clearly detected by Tong Laoqing, but Tong Lao just sneered and didn't say anything. He secretly thought to rectify these timid guys who were about to retreat.

As soon as Tong Lao's words fell, a buzz suddenly sounded in front of the attic, and then the remaining nine monks operated their mana to form a defensive light mask on the body surface.

Nine masks of different colors appear at the same time, and the colorful evils are beautiful.

The dust on the ground suddenly flew up, and under the operation of the mana in Tong Lao's body, a more terrible pressure rose to the sky and pressed towards Yin Chanzi and others.

As soon as the spiritual pressure released by Tong Lao fell on the mask of the nine monks, the mask and a series of mournings were actually squeezed and deformed by the pressure released by Tong Lao.

Seeing this, Yin Chanzi and other nine people's faces changed greatly, and the mana in the body was wildly injected into the defense mask outside the body.

However, the momentum of Tong Lao's body has been raised to the extreme, and there is still a trace of soul pressure in this spiritual pressure, which can't be completely resisted by sacrificing a defensive mask.

Therefore, about half an hour later, Yin Chanzi and others turned pale one after another, and there was a cold sweat on their foreheads. The mana in their bodies obviously became a little weak, as if the defense mask could break at any time.

came with a crisp sound, and the red mask shrouded by a middle-aged monk standing at the end first broke. The huge spiritual pressure enveloped in an instant, stunning the unlucky guy who didn't have time to react.

The other eight people obviously felt this situation, but no one dared to look back for fear that they would end up with the same situation as that person if they were not careful.

The corners of Tong Lao's mouth were slightly upturned, and almost most of the spiritual pressure on his body pressed on the four monks standing behind him.

Tong Lao was not used to these guys who played tricks and secretly moved to the back, so he decided to completely defeat these people with spiritual pressure.

These unlucky guys didn't know that their fate had been decided at the beginning, and they were still gritting their teeth and persisting.

"Break it!" Suddenly, Mr. Tong opened his eyes and shouted softly.

Before the words fell, the crisp sound of four light masks cracking sounded one after another, and the defense mask covering the last four monks broke one after another.

But fortunately, these monks were just pressed on the ground by the huge pressure that suddenly fell on their bodies, and they were not stunned directly like the unlucky guy before.

"Well, there are only four people left now. Why don't I need to teach you the four tokens?" The momentum of Mr. Tong disappeared out of thin air again, and looked at the people opposite him and said lightly.

The four fallen monks stood up with a sad face and gasped for breath. Although several people also felt that Tong always deliberately targeted them, otherwise it would not be such a coincidence, they dared not say anything because of the cultivation gap between the two.

"Thank you, senior." Yin Chanzi and the other four people put away their masks and thanked Tong Lao with joy on their faces.

Then, the four people got a token in the envious eyes of the others and looked at it with love.