Slaying gods and demons with bare hands, my salted fish avatar collapsed

The Ancient Moon Dynasty, the imperial capital, and the Yaxianju.

This is a place with an elegant environment and a large area, similar to an inn.

It is a courtyard specially built by the Ancient Moon Dynasty to receive monks.

Today, many relatives of the emperor and young children of high-ranking officials and noble families gathered here.

They were all dressed gorgeously, holding gifts in their hands, and their expressions were very respectful.

They came here for only one purpose, to give gifts to the Qinglian Saintess from Liuli Xiangong.

Of course, there were some who gave gifts to Lu Tianliang and Xue Yang, but they were all just incidental, and Saintess Qinglian was the protagonist of today's gifts.

Before the gate of Yaxianju was opened, everyone began to discuss in whispers whose gift would be favored by Qinglian Saintess.

"It is said that the Holy Maiden Qinglian is only in her early twenties. Girls at this age are very beautiful. Therefore, I will send you a bottle of high-end perfume imported from abroad, which will definitely attract the attention of the Holy Maiden."

A rather handsome young man waved the folding fan in his hand, very confident that he was the son of the prime minister, and the perfume he was talking about was naturally of great value.

As soon as the words came out, many people nodded in agreement.

"Perfume is precious, but do you think she will be short of a saint like her?"

"Besides, the saint is a peerless arrogance in the cultivation world, so why would she care about such mundane things?"

Suddenly, a young man in white stood up and said mockingly that he betrayed the son of the great general.

As soon as his words came out, the face of the prime minister's son darkened instantly.

"Hmph, I wonder what you gave me? Take it out to open everyone's eyes."

The son of the general smiled triumphantly, and immediately took out a box several meters long, which opened to reveal a guqin.

"This is a Guqin made by the descendants of Yue Sheng. It is made of dragon bones and dragon tendons as strings. It took seven to seven days to build it."

"I heard that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden also likes rhythm, so this Guqin is what the Holy Maiden really needs."

As soon as these words came out, the prime minister's son had nothing to say, and everyone nodded in agreement.

But at this moment, there was another disdainful voice from the crowd.

"Although Guqin is good, it's not as precious as your Excellency said."

The one who spoke was a young man in a python robe, the son of a certain prince in the royal family.

"Oh, I don't know what your opinion is, brother?" the son of the great general confronted him.

"Brother Tai also said just now that Her Royal Highness is the top talent in the cultivation world, so what she needs is naturally something related to cultivation."

"I just happened to know that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden has an ice-type physique, so I paid a lot of money to get a 200-year-old Hantan grass."

"I think Her Majesty the Saintess would like this Hantan grass in my hand more than the treasures in your hands."

The prince's son raised his chin proudly, while the others were like deflated balls.

They naturally knew that the Cold Pond Grass had a great effect on people with ice-type physiques.

"Hey, it seems that the thing Her Royal Highness will choose this time will definitely be the cold pool grass of Prince Ye's son."

"Who says it's not, I'll congratulate Xiongtai here first."

"Congratulations to Prince Ye's son, the future will be bright."

Hearing the sounds of envy around him, and looking at the flattering eyes of the people around him, the prince's son was very proud.

"Haha, all of you are very flattered. Regardless of whether your present will be selected by His Highness the Holy Maiden today, I am willing to hold a banquet in the department store and make friends with you."

The prince's son, who was holding the winning ticket, raised his hand politely, and was ready to throw a celebration banquet immediately.

"Brother Qi, you are a friend, I, Chen Lianren, have made a deal."

"It's the same with Zhen Niubi."

"Me too!"

Just when the congratulations reached their peak, a calm voice sounded from the crowd.

"Brother, you can go to the department store to set up a banquet now, and I will be there later."

Jiang Chen pretended to be Ye Wudao, and walked out of the crowd waving a folding fan.

"Third prince, the third prince is here." Someone exclaimed.

"I'll see His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Although everyone is a prominent person, they still have to salute when Ye Wudao appears.

"You don't need to be too polite, you can go to the department store with the prince's son to hold a banquet first, after all, His Royal Highness the Holy Maiden will not like to gather around here."

Jiang Chen waved his hand, indicating that you can go, and leave the important matter of pretending to me.

"The third prince is right. Brothers, you can go to the department store first, and I will be there later." The prince's son agreed very much.

"Aren't you going?" Jiang Chen asked suspiciously.

"The third prince was joking. I want to personally deliver the Hantan Grass to His Highness the Holy Maiden. Naturally, I can't leave first."

The prince's son was very displeased, but he still said patiently.

"Okay, it's you who will be slapped in the face, no wonder me."

Jiang Chen didn't care, squeezed his throat, and shouted loudly towards Ya Xianju:
"Under Ye Wudao, I brought a thousand-year-old ice lotus seed, and I hope His Highness the Holy Maiden will like it."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent, and everyone turned their attention to the prince's son in unison.

But the prince's son's face flushed red, his face was burning like fire, he finally realized what Jiang Chen meant when he told him to leave first.

But the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, it was obvious that he had the chance to win, and he was going to hold a celebration banquet, why did there suddenly appear a magical turning point?
"puff!!"

The prince's son couldn't calm down in the end, he was so out of breath that he passed out directly.

[Ding, the host successfully taught everyone present what it means to be young and not pretend to be aggressive, or you will be struck by lightning, and has made a great contribution to the development of philosophy. 】

[Congratulations, you have obtained 500 repair points and 50 contribution points. 】

Here, just after the system notification came out, the voice of the Holy Maiden Qinglian came from Yaxianju.

"come in."

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Chen pushed open the door of Yaxianju and walked in under the envious eyes of everyone.

"Hurry up, send the prince's son to the hospital for treatment."

Hearing that Jiang Chen was really summoned, the prince's son's body twitched even more violently.

In Yaxianju, Jiang Chen stepped into the courtyard, the aura of heaven and earth here was somewhat stronger than that of the imperial palace.

It can be seen that the royal family spent a lot of money here in order to please the practitioners.

There are quite a few palaces in this courtyard, all of which are independent of each other. Without even thinking about it, he walked towards the most central and most luxurious one.

With the status of Qinglian Saintess and her cold and arrogant personality, she will definitely choose this one.

"If I just go in so politely, I will hardly earn much contribution value."

Jiang Chen pondered, if he really just gave a gift and left, he might not even earn any contribution value.

There is no doubt that only by doing things can you earn a lot of contribution value.

But Saintess Qinglian's cultivation is very strong, and doing things is probably a rhythm of courting death.

"It's all here, I have to do something, at worst, use the distraction period cultivation base experience card, and teach this woman a lesson."

"If you earn enough contribution points, just run away."

"Anyway, Ye Wudao provoked her, so what does it have to do with me, Jiang Chen?"