"Old Mr. Qu, does this name have any special meaning? Or is there any problem?" Next to the white-haired old man, a middle-aged man asked in a low voice, but it was the gatekeeper who made things difficult for Jiang Feng.

"There is nothing special, but it seems very special because there is nothing special." Mr. Qu said slowly.

"Old Mr. Qu, do you mean?" The gatekeeper was stunned, confused.

"Have you ever heard of this name before?" Mr. Qu asked instead of answering the gatekeeper's question.

The gatekeeper shook his head and said, "I have never heard of it."

"Yes, I'm so young. If I came from a major sect, based on the many information we have collected, how could I never hear it?" Mr. Qu nodded and said.

The gatekeeper said, "What Mr. Qu said is, and I have tried him, but unexpectedly, I can't test his depth. At this age, those with such cultivation are definitely rare. If they come from a certain sect, there will definitely be relevant information about this person in our database."

The reason why the gatekeeper tried Jiang Feng was that Jiang Feng and Lu Qiang had a fight. In his opinion, it was a chaotic order here, so that Jiang Feng must be given a profound lesson to serve as a warning to others, so that no one dared to make trouble randomly.

Secondly, it was Jiang Feng's strength that aroused his interest somewhat. Naturally, if Jiang Feng was not capable enough and was accidentally shot to death by him, then it was Jiang Feng himself who was unlucky.

Mr. Qu thoughtfully and said, "You tried it with him and couldn't judge his cultivation. This shows that his cultivation is far superior to you."

"What Mr. Qu means is that he is likely to have a mid-level or above ground level?" The gatekeeper said in surprise.

Because even if it is the peak of the late Xuan level, there is a big gap between the early stage of the Earth level and the early stage of the Earth level, there is absolutely no adjective that is far beyond that. In this way, it is very likely that it is the mid-stage cultivation of the Earth level.

"I have never seen the real situation of your fight with him. It is difficult to easily judge. It may be the mid-stage level cultivation level, the late-stage level cultivation level, or even..." Having said this, Mr. Qu stopped.

But even though Mr. Qu had not finished speaking, the gatekeeper still had a heartbeat and was shocked endlessly, because Mr. Qu didn't continue to say anything, obviously it was possible that he was a heaven-level cultivation level, and he couldn't help but say: "How is that possible?"

Old Qu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Nothing is impossible. You think it is impossible. It's just because you haven't reached that level yet. Your eyesight and insight are limited to your current level. When your cultivation level is improved and your vision is broader, you will know that everything is possible."

The gatekeeper said in shame: "Old Qu teaches him a lesson."

The old man Qu said again: "Actually, the reason I made such a judgment is because I suddenly remembered a person, a newly rising young man who can definitely be called a terrible one."

The gatekeeper pondered for a moment and said, "Old Mr. Qu, are you talking about the young man who almost destroyed the Qihuang Sect with his own strength, Jiang Feng?"

"That's right, it's Jiang Feng. And don't you think the word Feng Jiang is a little different when you read it over and over again?" Mr. Qu said slowly.

"Fengjiang? Jiangfeng? Jiangfeng?" The gatekeeper said softly, and his face changed significantly. "Old Qu's eyes were like a torch, and I admired them."

"Don't rush to compliment me first. Whether this Feng Jiang is that Jiang Feng remains to be seen." Old Qu shook his head and said, "But even if it is not, this is undoubtedly a very interesting and has great value for cultivation."

"Old Qu likes him so much, it is his luck." The gatekeeper said respectfully.

Mr. Qu smiled loudly and said, "Is this Feng Jiang the only one Jiang Feng? It's too early to make a judgment now. Let's take a look."

...

It was probably the first time that Wang Junsheng seemed extremely excited when he saw such a big scene. After pouring Jiang Feng a cup of tea, he kept looking around.

After about half an hour, a middle-aged man finally walked up to the empty rostrum. The middle-aged man was not tall, short and thin, with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged man walked to the stage, raised his hands and pressed down, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then said loudly: "I, Zhuge Xiong, is the host of this trading conference. Everyone is welcome to come here and hope that everyone can return with a full load."

The underground black market trading conference is once every three years. There are many strange faces among them, but there are also many regular customers. After Zhuge Xiong gave an opening remark, he nodded to several people, one of them was the old man in blue robe.

However, the old man in the blue robe sat still and kept motionless, his eyes slightly closed, not knowing whether he was asleep or what was going on.

In the other direction, there was a young man. He was about in his early twenties. His cultivation was not high, which was the late stage of the Yellow-level cultivation, but his expression was extremely arrogant. When Zhuge Xiong nodded to show his head, he didn't look at it, and turned his head and chatted with a middle-aged man on his right hand.

Jiang Feng just glanced at the young man, and then his eyes fell on the middle-aged man. I wonder if he had noticed Jiang Feng's gaze, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Feng, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"What a keen insight." Jiang Feng said softly, smiled slightly, and withdrew his gaze.

The middle-aged man's eyes remained on Jiang Feng for a while, frowned slightly, and said a few words to the young man. I don't know what he said, but the young man also looked at Jiang Feng with disdain on his face.

"Everyone, since you are here, whether you are new or old friends, you think you know the rules. In this way, I won't say much. Next, the trading conference will begin." Zhuge Xiong said with a smile on his face.

After the words came, a beautiful woman walked up to the rostrum with a rectangular box in her hand. Zhuge Xiong took the box, lifted the red cloth, and opened it.

After the box was opened, a blue light suddenly appeared, making the entire main venue brighter in an instant, but it was a sword.

The sword body is full of jade, shining brightly, and is very eye-catching, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Everyone, let me introduce it. This sword is called Jade Sword. It can blow hair and cut hair, kill people invisibly. The starting price is 500,000 yuan, and the price increase must not be less than 50,000 yuan each time. Now, please bid freely." Zhuge Xiong said.

"Jade Sword? The name is good." Jiang Feng thought to himself.

He himself uses a sword, and his sensitivity to swords is naturally far beyond ordinary people. This sword is beautiful, but it is also too beautiful, which makes it lose the essence of the sword and is more like an ornament.

Jiang Feng shook his head and didn't look much, and at this time, the bidding had already begun.

"Six hundred thousand."

"Eight hundred thousand."

“Eighty-five thousand.”

"One million."

The reserve price of 500,000 was soaring, and it was called to one million in just over a dozen seconds.

"Two million." The words of one million fell, and a lazy voice sounded. The person who called for the price was the young man Jiang Feng had just noticed.

"Okay, it's already two million. Is there anyone else to bid next?" Zhuge Xiong's smile became more and more intense.

"Two hundred and five...no, two and six hundred thousand." After a brief pause, another voice sounded, and the one who was calling for a beautiful woman.

The woman was in her early thirties, with a beautiful face and a plump figure. She wanted to call 2.5 million, but maybe because she thought the price was a little wrong, she immediately started to shout 2.6 million.

When the young man heard this, he looked at the beautiful woman, smiled, not knowing whether to mock or something, then slowly raised his right hand and said, "Three million."

"Okay, three million, now it's three million. Is there anyone who can continue to bid? Three million, three million at a time..." Zhuge Xiong said loudly.

It can be seen that he was very satisfied with the price and his speech was a little faster. I don’t know if he deliberately put psychological pressure on the audience, or because he knew that the price had reached a critical point.

In this way, the main venue was silent for about ten seconds, and then Zhuge Xiong said loudly again: "Three million, three hundred times, two times...three million times...three times...a deal."

Zhuge Xiong's short words brought people's grasp to the extreme, but it could be seen that the beautiful woman who shouted out 2.6 million gave up and turned her head, without any reaction.

The young man spent three million to shoot a sword, but he just smiled faintly, as if he spent not three million, but three hundred yuan.

...

The first round of transactions soared from 500,000 to 3 million, which seemed not very high, but it also caused a small "gaochao" and made a good start for this trading conference.

The second auction item was quickly pushed out and was packed in a tray, still covered with a piece of red cloth, but it was an ancient martial arts practice called "The Great Viagra".

Perhaps because there are fewer ancient martial arts practitioners who practice fingering, this powerful Vajra Finger ended up being sold for 1.3 million.

Then there is the third auction item, the fourth auction item...

The items auctioned at the Trading Conference were very diverse, with high and low value. The highest one was once called for 50 million.

The auction went on very fast. After more than thirty rounds, most people bid for the bid. Even Wang Junsheng spent more than 7 million yuan to buy an ancient martial arts practice boxing book.

This made Jiang Feng sigh slightly. It is said that people are poor and rich in martial arts. This auction reflects one view to the extreme. The scenes of such transactions are no less than the highest-standard auctions in China.

However, in more than thirty rounds of auctions, none of them were favored by Jiang Feng, which made Jiang Feng a little disappointed.

"Next, what you see is a herb. This herb is called Yulancai. I think some friends are not very clear about the efficacy of Yulancai. I will introduce it to you here..." At the beginning of the 37th round of transactions, Zhuge Xiong's voice came from afar.

But Jiang Feng did not listen to Zhuge Xiong's words. His attention was all attracted by the herb, and even his breathing became much heavier invisibly.
Chapter completed!