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Last time, Feng Yun almost killed Zhao Hen, so Zhao Hen would never show any mercy to Feng Yun. This time, Feng Yun's kneeling made the entire Shenjitang shame, and he would no longer have any prestige and status in front of the younger generation in the future.

After making Feng Yun fainted, Wang Ze and Zhao Hen left Feng Yun's cave with a swagger under the fire-breathing eyes of Sun Tai, Xu Shan and others.

Although Sun Tai and Xu Shan were both present at that time and wanted to obstruct him in their hearts, what could they say? They wanted to fulfill their bet! Why should others obstruct him? I am afraid that this matter would be the ending of the sect leader. Who told Feng Yun to plot against Zhao Hen? Who asked Feng Yun to be loyal to Zhao Hen? He took all this from his own fault, and he couldn't blame Zhao Hen!

And this incident was as expected and soon reached the ears of Li Baicheng, the head of Shenji Hall.

Originally, Sun Tai wanted to suppress this matter, but how could Youyou keep it from being blocked? When Li Baicheng learned from the other people that Feng Yun was kneeling down, his face turned pale and he was very disappointed with Feng Yun. Such a disciple with a bad record had simply lost all the face of Shenjitang! Of course, Li Baicheng also began to be dissatisfied with Zhao Hen, who made a bet with Feng Yun. Zhao Hen is now just a mere junior, but he is so disrespectful to his elders. If his cultivation level is greatly improved, what would it be? He would have to suppress it. However, this is just a suppression, and it would not be possible to let him deal with a junior. After all, the face of the Jindan master is still needed. If a dignified Jindan master bullies a junior, wouldn't it be a joke? Feng Yun's affairs are useless, and even if he is worried, it will be useless.

After leaving Feng Yun's cave, Zhao Hen went to the place where the disciples from the outer mountain gate received the Qiankun bag and received the Qiankun bag. Although Zhao Hen already had the Qiankun bag, he could not reveal his whiteness. After all, these Qiankun bags hid all the belongings that Zhao Hen had blackmailed from everywhere. Now that Zhao Hen has this Qiankun bag, he can set off the storefront and hide his eyes and ears.

After Feng Yun's affairs passed, Zhao Hen asked Wang Ze for an entry and exit token, intending to go to the nearby visiting market to trade some items. In the Zi Lei Sect, disciples from the outer mountain gate can go out as long as they are allowed by their superiors. With Wang Ze here, this also provides convenience for Zhao Hen's entry and exit.

Luoyang Valley is the closest visiting city to Wanlei Mountain. It is bigger than Fenglin Mountain and is a trading place for Qi Refining Cultivators and Foundation Establishment Cultivators. In the sunset, at a glance, the red glow in the sky casts a colorful and colorful light towards the sparse dead trees.

In the center of Luoyang Valley City, there is a palace with ancient monuments, surrounded by fences made of stone bricks. In the palace is a larger auction house. Inside the fence is the place where monks set up stalls to trade.

There is a routine in Luoyang Valley that an auction will be held every ten days. Zhao Hen came here this time to see if there are any suitable things for him. After all, he still has a lot of things he needs now.

After entering the auction hall, the people in the auction hall will give everyone who enters an octopus. If they wear this octopus, they can hide their own breath. Although the octopus can hide their image, it has a fatal disadvantage, that is, they cannot use force, and once they use force, they will break immediately. The Jindan Grandmaster who is in charge here will naturally turn these illegal and illegal people into meat sauce without mercy. Such cloaks are refined by experts in the Jindan stage. As long as they are not masters of the Jindan stage, they cannot know who the cloak is. The only thing that can prove the identity of the buyer is the license plate received at the entrance of the auction before the auction starts. So as long as everyone does not move inside, they can save their lives without worries.

After receiving a license plate, Zhao Hen stepped in. After entering the auction hall, Zhao Hen sat in the corresponding seat according to the number of the license plate he received.

There is a good sandalwood table next to each seat with some tea and snacks on it, but usually no one will touch these things.

There was a large round platform directly in front of the seat, with three people wearing cloaks on it hosting the auction. However, the auction had not started yet, so the three people on the stage were just waiting quietly for the people outside to arrive one after another.

After about a stick of incense, one of the people on the stage finally took a gong and beat it and announced that the auction had begun.

"This bid is hosted by me." The man standing in the middle of the round stage spoke first. No matter how redundant this sentence is, the opening remarks still have to be said. Soon the person who hosted the auction got to the point: "The one who bids first is a low-level top-quality magic weapon, Biyang Sword, with a minimum price of 200 kilograms of low-grade spirit stone. The characteristics of this magic weapon are......"

Each magic weapon is divided into low-level, intermediate, advanced, and top-level. Each magic weapon of different levels is used for monks of different levels. Although low-level monks can also use advanced magic weapons, their power is very different and extremely spiritual power is consumed. In order to distinguish the quality of their own, these magic weapons of different levels are divided into several different grades by monks. These levels are: low-level, medium-level, top-level and top-level. The higher the grade, the greater the power.

This magic weapon was so scattered by this eloquent host, with his speech and saliva flying all over his body. The advertising was so strong that even Zhao Hen felt a little ashamed when he heard it.

Soon, as soon as the base price of only 200 kilograms of low-grade spirit stones was released, three or four impatient people immediately bid quickly. In the blink of an eye, the Biyang Sword was raised to 350 kilograms of low-grade spirit stones.

"350 kilograms of low-grade spirit stones, some people bid for 350 kilograms of high-grade spirit stones." At this time, the host saw that the price had risen, so he deliberately slowed down his tone, hoping that someone would offer a higher price: "Is there anyone who bids higher? If not, it will start to count. 350 kilograms of low-grade spirit stones once... 350 kilograms of low-grade spirit stones twice... ..."

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Chapter completed!