"I'm going to go. Nangong Yan nodded and said, "If Brother Shangguan wants to go, I'll ask someone to arrange it when I go back, and then we'll go together." ”

Nangong Yan is very generous about this, she does not resist going to the auction with Shangguan Bo, in the past few years, because the Nangong family and the Iron Fist Sect have a lot of business cooperation in the secular world, so the two of them have not gone out together to deal with all kinds of things.

"Alright, then I'll wait until I'm done with this auction before I go back. Shangguan Bo hurriedly smiled, for him, it was of course a very happy thing to be able to go to the auction with Nangong Yan.

After finalizing this matter, everyone talked about other things, of course, all the topics revolved around what happened in the martial arts, and as a cultivator, he would often spend most of his time and energy on places related to cultivation.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this persistence that they can go further and further on this road against the sky.

After lunch, several other key disciples of the Iron Fist Sect went to deal with business matters accompanied by several clansmen in charge of business matters in the Nangong family, but Shangguan Bo stayed in the Nangong Mansion accompanied by Nangong Yan.

According to the plan, Shangguan Bo will go to the Martial Arts Chamber of Commerce in Yanjing with a few juniors tomorrow to buy a batch of alchemy raw materials, and the main task of his juniors this afternoon is to go to the two companies jointly established by him to withdraw some funds for tomorrow's use.

Cultivation is a very money-burning thing, pills, martial arts, high-level magic weapons, these things all need to spend a lot of money to buy, especially some gangs and cultivation families, there are a large number of cultivators under their control, and the normal annual consumption is an unimaginable astronomical amount, if there is no income from these worldly realms to maintain the expenditure of cultivation, it will soon decline.

At this moment, in the garden of the Nangong family, Nangong Yan is sitting in a pavilion drinking tea with Shangguan Bo, it is early summer, the weather is very warm, the first beauty of Yanjing is wearing a white gauze skirt and sitting on the stone bench in the pavilion, drinking a cup of the best Tieguanyin very elegantly.

"Brother Shangguan, have you received the news? The big competition of the human-level sect was arranged to be held in the Xuanyang Gate in half a year. ”

Nangong Yan lightly put the teacup in her hand on the stone table and looked at Shangguan Bodao who was sitting on the other side.

"Well, I've got the news too. Shangguan Bo nodded after hearing this: "For this sect competition, all sects and families have made every effort to cultivate a group of new forces, the purpose is to be able to win the first place in this competition in half a year and advance to the ranks of prefecture-level sects in one fell swoop." ”

"Hehe, yes, Brother Shangguan, your Iron Fist Sect is a popular gang in this competition, and everyone is very optimistic that you can win the championship of the competition and be promoted to the prefecture-level sect. Nangong Yan looked at Shangguan Bo and smiled.

What Nangong Yan said was not a compliment, the Iron Fist Sect was indeed the gang of people who were the champions of the human-level sect competition this time. Among the young disciples of Shangguan Bo's generation, there are already several people whose strength has reached the late stage of the Lingxi Realm, among them, Shangguan Bo's own strength is the same as that of Nangong Yan, and has reached the peak level of the late stage of the Lingxi Realm, so to speak, half of his feet have stepped into the Linghe Realm.

"I really don't see it that way. Shangguan Bo shook his head and smiled: "Others don't say it, but Sister Yan'er, I'm not sure to defeat." ”

When Nangong Yan heard this, she smiled and said, "Brother Shangguan, don't say that, if we really come here, I really don't have to be your opponent, I am very afraid of your foreign kung fu." ”

The Iron Fist Gate, as the name suggests, is a martial art of cultivating a foreign family, and preaching the Tao by refining the body.

Generally speaking, the sects and families that practice foreign kung fu are very strong physically, and they can even practice to the so-called god of King Kong indestructible.

Along with it, the fist and foot kung fu of the foreign masters is very powerful, and they are often able to fight beyond the level, because, when they are against the same level of internal masters, they often easily defeat the other party with their strong attack power.

This is also the reason why Nangong Yan said that she was very jealous of Shangguan Bo.

Because the current strength of the two of them is the peak of the late stage of the Lingxi Realm, in this way, Shangguan Bo is superior to Nangong Yan in terms of attack power and defense power.

However, this does not mean that an internal master like Nangong Yan who is at the same level as Shangguan Bo has no possibility of defeating him at all, because, the theory is dead, but people are alive, if the quality of Nangong Yan's internal strength and mental method is very high, or his own cultivation talent is greatly superior to others, or what special pill is used when fighting, it is not completely impossible to defeat the other party.

It's just that Nangong Yan knows one thing, it is forbidden to use any auxiliary pills during the formal martial arts competition, so even if she is very confident in the cultivation method of the Nangong family, she is not absolutely sure of defeating Shangguan Bo.

"Sister Yan'er, although you are more important than anyone else in my heart, I want to tell you that if half a year later, we really met at the martial arts competition. I'm going to do my best to beat you, but if I lose to you in the ring because of my lack of strength, I'll be happy for you. ”

When Shangguan Bo said this, his expression was very serious, and it was obvious that these words were completely from his heart.

Although Nangong Yan has always regarded Shangguan Bo as her brother, when she heard such sincere words from the other party, she was still very moved in her heart.

Just when the two of them were sitting in the gazebo in the garden of the Nangong family chatting, Nangong Yan saw a servant in the mansion walking towards him.

"Miss, there's a man named Lynch outside the door who wants to see you. The servant came to the outside of the pavilion and said to Nangong Yan very respectfully.

“…… You say, who wants to see me?" Nangong Yan stood up and looked at the visitor and asked, she felt that she must have heard it wrong.

"The people who came said that his name was Lynch, and that he was a young man of about twenty years old. The maid reported the name and age of the person he was seeking to see to Nangong Yan in detail.

Lynch...... Is it really him? He's finally coming to me!" After Nangong Yan confirmed that she had heard correctly, her heart immediately pounded.

"Sister Yan'er, who is this person named Lynch?" Shangguan Bo saw Nangong Yan's expression looking very excited, and couldn't help frowning.