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A month later, Shi Feng arrived in Yuncheng. There were still three days before the auction. Shi Feng decided to go to the city to check the situation first. He disguised himself as a scarred man with a sinister face and a ninth-level Qi cultivation level.

Yuncheng is located at the easternmost end of Zhongshan Kingdom and is a medium-sized city. It is close to Fengming Mountain in the east, and beyond Fengming Mountain is the Kingdom of Yan. The Baidi River passes by to the west of Yuncheng. The river wind cannot pass through the mountain peaks, and the water vapor condenses here, making the entire city misty and misty all year round, hence the name Yuncheng.

After Shi Feng entered the city, he felt that many monks were coming and going on the streets, and it seemed that they were all here for the auction. Shi Feng knew almost nothing about the auction, and wanted to find someone to find out the news. He walked around at will. Suddenly I saw a teahouse on the left with a sign dedicated to entertaining monks. I felt moved and walked in.

There were about ten tables in the teahouse, half of which were occupied. Shi Feng found an empty table and sat down. He ordered a pot of spiritual tea and a few spiritual fruits and tasted them slowly. The monks were extremely vigilant, and Shi Feng was reluctant to ask questions rashly. Fortunately, he had a very strong sense of consciousness. Even though the people around him spoke in low voices, they still caught every word in his ears.

The person who talked the most was a table on the east side. There were four monks, three men and one woman. The woman was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face and fair complexion. She was quite beautiful. A young man in white said, "Junior sister, if we meet again this time, That wishful thinking ring, senior brother will definitely buy it for you.”

The girl rolled her eyes at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Last time we met, you were stingy and unwilling to do anything." The man in white said, "Last time I was in a hurry and didn't bring enough crystals. This time, my senior brother brought all his belongings." ”

A middle-aged man said, "Nonsense, we are here for high-grade spiritual weapons this time. Why spend money on something like the Ruyi Ring?" Shi Feng's heart moved. There really was an auction of high-grade spiritual weapons. This is incredible. High-grade spiritual weapons are second only to magic weapons and are extremely valuable.

Another man in green said, "Uncle, do you know what the top-grade spiritual weapon is this time?" The uncle shook his head and said, "I don't know this yet, but the Yuncheng Auction is held by the Changsheng Sect in conjunction with the local Nine in Yuncheng. It was organized together with the Alliance, and big chambers of commerce such as Xuanling Pavilion and Wanbaozhai are here to support it, so the auction items will definitely be good."

Shi Feng's heart moved slightly. Zhongshan Kingdom is a small country, far inferior to Yan Kingdom. There are no Nascent Soul monks. The local cultivation sect is known as the five sects standing side by side. Among the five sects, there is the Eternal Life Sect. As for the Nine Alliances, it is the Nine Alliances of Yuncheng. An alliance formed by two gangs has grown rapidly in recent years and has a vague tendency to become the sixth sect in the Zhongshan Kingdom. An auction jointly organized by the two sects is indeed worth looking forward to. However, Shi Feng knew that the Eternal Life Sect was famous for elixir refining, so he was afraid that elixirs and herbs would make up the majority in the auction, which made Shi Feng a little disappointed.

The girl said, "Although there are many things, there are also many monks coming. I'm afraid the prices will go up to heaven." The uncle said, "So, our money must be spent wisely, Lin'er, you Don't make any random moves then, otherwise I will tell your father that you will have to be shut up." The girl stuck out her tongue.

The man in green clothes said, "Master, why didn't he come this time? Could it be..." The uncle nodded and said, "Yes, senior brother, he is preparing to go into the mountain." The girl said happily, "That's great, I must bring him with me when the time comes. Come to me." The uncle said coldly, "With your level of cultivation, you won't be able to feed the monsters."

The girl said, "Uncle, you underestimate me. Even the Sixth Senior Brother is no match for me." The young man in white nodded repeatedly. The uncle said, "Silly girl, I asked you to do so." The girl's face suddenly turned red from suppressing her emotions, and the young man in white hurriedly said, "I didn't give in, I didn't give in. Junior Sister's Nine-winged Green Wind Whip is really powerful, I'm willing to give in."

The girl rolled her eyes again and said, "Uncle Master, didn't you say Qianling Mountain is open? Why are you still worried about monsters?"

The uncle said, "You are really ignorant. It is precisely because Qianling Mountain is open that you need to worry about monsters. In this hundred thousand mountains, our human race and the monster race had an agreement before. We can only move within a hundred miles of the foot of the mountain. We are not allowed to do so." Go deep into it. The demon clan also restrains its subordinates from going down the mountain to harm us humans. "

The girl said, "The demon clan is too arrogant. Such a large mountain forest, natural materials, treasures, and countless spiritual resources, why did they all belong to the demon clan? The human clan is not allowed to have any influence!" said the uncle! , "It is precisely because we humans are dissatisfied that we have reached an agreement. Every hundred years, Qianling Mountain will be opened to allow humans to enter. But, haha, although there are many more resources in the depths of the mountain, the monsters are also much more powerful. And Qianling Mountain is open, you can hunt monsters, and monsters can also kill you."

Only then did the girl understand. The man in green chuckled and said, "Junior sister probably thought that when Qianling Mountain was opened, she would follow us in to catch the monsters." The girl said angrily, "Second senior brother, why do you always make fun of me?!"

The uncle said, "Yuncheng is a gateway to and from Fengming Mountain. The Nine Alliance Alliance made good plans and quickly held this auction. You know that the mountains are dangerous at every step, and everyone will buy more things to save their lives. , it’s no problem to increase the price by 20 to 30%.”

When Shi Feng heard this, he roughly understood that he was indifferent to the opening of Qianling Mountain, and had no intention of going into the mountain to hunt monsters, as long as he could get what he wanted at the auction.

After leaving the teahouse, Shi Feng asked someone to inquire about the location of the auction, and walked over. Before he reached the gate of the venue, he saw three monks walking side by side towards him from a distance. Shi Feng glanced at the three of them, and immediately Shocked.

He had fought in Daimao City for a year and was quite familiar with the demon cultivators of Yan State. The three people were dressed in the costumes of the Hundred Beast Sect. Yan State was in the midst of a war, so why did people from the Hundred Beast Sect come to Zhongshan State? Could it be that they had fled the battlefield like himself? No, if they had fled privately, why did they wear the costumes of their sect and parade through the streets? Aren’t they afraid that the law enforcement team would come to arrest them? Or were these three people sent by the Hundred Beast Sect to attend the auction?

The three cultivators passed by Shi Feng. Seeing Shi Feng looking at him, one cultivator said viciously, "Boy, what are you looking at? Are you looking for death?"

Shi Feng found that there was a foundation-building cultivator among the three, so he lowered his head and walked away. Seeing that it was just a strange Qi Refiner, the foundation-building cultivator waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't make trouble."

Shi Feng walked to the auction venue. Two Qi Refiners were guarding the door. The auction had not started yet, so no one was allowed to enter. There was a small room next to the main entrance, and an old man was sitting inside. Shi Feng went over and clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, how can I participate in this auction?" The old man smiled and said, "It's very simple, just pay 100 spirit stones."

Spirit stones were naturally not a problem for Shi Feng. He had a fortune of more than 300,000 in the sect before, and he had captured the enemy for a year while stationed in Daimao City. In addition to the gains from Wei Yunfei and Taoist Chiliu, and the parting gift from Miss Ning of Xuanling Pavilion, he was already a giant among the foundation-building cultivators.

Shi Feng casually threw in a bag of crystals. The old man took it, checked it, and handed Shi Feng a magic plate, saying, "Daoyou, please keep it. There is a number on this magic plate. The auction only recognizes the number plate, regardless of identity and origin. Moreover, this magic plate has the function of blocking the spiritual sense. Daoyou can raise the placard at that time without worry."

Shi Feng took the magic plate and saw that it was written with number 3,597. There was indeed a magic array on it that blocked the spiritual sense. However, this number plate was crudely made and the magic array was also very simple. It was worth at most 50 crystals. The Jiulian League sold 100 spirit stones and more than 3,000 people. This made hundreds of thousands of crystals. It was a good deal.

The old man said, "I have to remind Daoyou that one magic plate can only enter two people. If Daoyou is accompanied by three people, you have to buy another magic plate." Shi Feng thought to himself, a sect only needs one magic plate to raise a placard. Why are you selling so many to them? You are really crazy about money. He shook his head and said, "No need, I'm alone."

Shi Feng took the token and found an inn in the city to stay. He was very cautious when he saw the people from the Hundred Beasts Sect appear, and he stayed at home.

Three days later, the auction was held as scheduled. Shi Feng left the inn and disguised himself as a middle-aged Confucian scholar. He walked to the venue leisurely. The whole Yuncheng was bustling all of a sudden, and people from all over gathered in the auction hall.

After the guard at the door checked the token of the Dharma plate, Shi Feng followed the crowd into the hall. The hall was extremely wide, with a fan-shaped platform in the middle. The seats in the hall were distributed from back to front according to height.

The Jiulian League arranged more than a dozen disciples to guide the guests and sit down at the corresponding positions of their Dharma plates.

Shi Feng's seat was relatively far back, with only a hardwood chair. He took a look and saw that the first dozen rows were covered with cushions, and there was a fruit plate table in front. It seemed that these seats were also divided into three, six, and nine levels.

Shi Feng naturally didn't care about this. After he sat down, he immediately opened his spiritual sense. There were more than a thousand people in the venue, most of whom were Qi Refining cultivators, and there were also Foundation Establishment cultivators. As for the Core Formation cultivators, they seemed to look down on the auction organized by the gangs in such a small town, and no one was found so far.

After a while, the noise gradually calmed down. The whole hall was almost full. Two big men walked up to the middle platform. The one on the left had a short beard and a round face. He was in high spirits and clasped his fists around and said, "Dear Taoist friends, welcome to our Yuncheng Auction. My surname is Zhang, my courtesy name is Fashan, and I am a disciple of Mr. Xi of Changsheng Sect. Originally, the leader of this auction entrusted my master to preside over it, but he had too many worldly affairs and could not spare time, so he sent me to preside over it." Someone in the audience said, "Okay, Taoist friend Zhang, there is no need to say these polite words. Your master, Mr. Xi, is a Jindan master. How could he come to such a small auction? It's good that your senior brother Zhang can preside over it." "Boss Qian is still so humorous, haha." Zhang Fashan obviously knew the person who was talking and responded with a smile. He pointed to the bald man on the right, "This is Yan Guang, the guardian of the Jiulian League. Today's auction will be hosted by the two of us. I hope you will support us. If there is anything wrong with my words, please forgive me." Yan Guang was tall and bald, which made him look fiercer. His cultivation was higher than Zhang Fashan. He bowed and said, "Haha, friends, I am Yan's courtesy. Welcome to Yuncheng. We are a small sect in a small place and have not seen the world. If the hospitality is not good enough, please forgive me! I hope you will have a worthwhile trip this time, buy the things you like, and improve your cultivation, haha." After he greeted, Zhang Fashan went on, "Everyone knows the rules of the auction, but some friends who came late may not know it yet, so I will say a few more words. The auction is based on the magic plate in your hand, and the cards are recognized, not the people, and the highest bidder wins. In addition, fighting is strictly prohibited at the auction. If something goes wrong, it will not look good for our Changsheng Sect and Jiulian League, and you are all famous figures, and it will not sound good if it gets out. Ladies and gentlemen, this auction will be held for two days, and the finale is a top-grade spiritual weapon with twenty-six restrictions, which is only a step away from being a magic weapon. You are all here." When he said this, countless people in the audience had shining eyes. A top-grade spiritual weapon with twenty-six restrictions is a magic weapon that all Jindan cultivators want to own.