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In the next auction, Shi Feng never made a move.

The final item of the auction is the Dragon Pattern Xingtian Shield, which is a gold defensive magic weapon.

This object attracted more than a dozen forces to compete for it, and was finally sold for 750,000 spiritual stones.

After the auction ended, the crowd left the venue.

When Shi Feng walked out of Zilai Pavilion, he saw Tie Suo not far in front, with several monks around him following closely and talking non-stop.

I vaguely heard, "Fellow Taoist, I wonder what you want to exchange for that snow mud glue?"

Tiesuo stopped and looked at the person carefully. He was not sure whether the other person was Shi Feng in disguise, so he sent a voice message and asked, "Did you bring Gui Shou Wu?"

"What is Ghost Shouwu? Fellow Taoist, I have several pills suitable for demon cultivators. Can you exchange them for your snow mud glue?"

"Get out of the way." Tie Suo pushed the man away and pulled the other monk over, "What about you, what do you have?"

Shi Feng Shi Shiran stood in the distance, quietly watching Tie Suo being surrounded by a group of people.

The Horned Demon Dragon guessed, "Have you already sent a letter to your uncle, followed the lion, killed him halfway, and snatched the box of slush glue?"

"No!" Shi Feng shook his head.

After a while, Shen Zhongshi came out, and the two women behind him were Miss Ning Si and Zeng Yuru. Both ladies were wearing cloaks, covering their faces.

Behind them is the old guard named Gu who is always there.

The Horned Demon Dragon suddenly realized, "No wonder you left the bastard lion alone. It turns out that you are standing here just to strike up a conversation with Miss Fourth."

Shi Feng rolled his eyes and said nothing. Seeing the Ning family walking further and further away, he remained motionless.

After a while, a young man walked out of Zilai Pavilion. He was quite handsome, but his eyes were stern and he was full of evil spirits that made people afraid to approach him.

This person is Mo Renjie, the young master of the Demon Puppet Sect!

When Mo Renjie walked more than twenty feet, Shi Feng, who was standing still, started to take action. He blended in with the bustling crowd and followed Mo Renjie from a distance.

"You want to assassinate Mo Renjie?" The Horned Demon Dragon was startled.

"no!

Mo Renjie is the young master of the Demon Puppet Sect. He has a real dragon puppet given by Old Monster Mo. He once defeated my senior brother and several foundation-building brothers with one enemy, and even killed senior brother Zhu.

Do you think I can beat him in a single fight? "

The Horned Demon Dragon breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you know! Then why are you following him?"

"I want to send him a message!"

"What's the meaning?"

“I came up with a plan, and you two helped me with it.

I plan to follow Mo Renjie, find where he lives, and then throw a knife and leave a letter, using the tone of the Qingcheng faction, inviting him to participate in the Yiyuan exchange meeting in three days. "

"Then what?"

"Then, I sold Gui Shou Wu to Mo Renjie at the Yiyuan Exchange Meeting."

Bai Hu couldn't help but laugh, "This move is so wicked!

Mo Renjie needs the essence of the ultimate wood like Gui Shou Wu to refine his natal spirit puppet. It involves the golden elixir for advancement. He will buy it even if he loses all his money. Then you can rip him off.

Dragon Lion Tiesuo was also at the exchange meeting and saw you selling Gui Shou Wu to Mo Renjie. Although he was angry, he couldn't stop you.

Next, with Tie Suo's ferocity, he will definitely attack Mo Renjie.

Tiesuo is a demon cultivator in disguise, and Mo Renjie is the young master of the Demon Puppet Sect. They are protected by a real dragon puppet. The two of them are perfect match for each other.

Well, I guess Tie Suo will win in the end. The most unlucky one is Mo Renjie, who will lose his life and wealth. "

The Horned Demon Dragon murmured, "I'm just saying that this kid is full of evil. Anyone who offends him will definitely be in trouble for eight lifetimes!"

Shi Feng sneered, "Of course we should follow the rules for good people, but when we deal with a scoundrel like the Demon Puppet Sect, how can we talk about benevolence, justice and morality?"

Shi Feng walked leisurely on the street, occasionally stopping to look around at the nearby shops.

Mo Renjie walked for a while and entered an elixir shop. Shi Feng turned into a nearby hotel and ordered three kilograms of good wine, which he poured and drank.

After a while, Mo Renjie came out of the shop. Shi Feng waited for a while, stood up and left his seat, and continued to follow him.

There was a constant flow of pedestrians and carriages on the street, and the two of them were always a hundred steps away from each other.

After Mo Renjie went to the elixir shop, he didn't stop anymore, and finally passed through the south gate and left Chengdu.

After leaving the city, the flow of people suddenly became much thinner, making tracking more difficult.

Fortunately, Mo Renjie didn't fly up with his weapon, he just walked leisurely.

As I walked, I passed a market in front of me, where a dozen villagers set up stalls on the roadside to sell goods.

Shi Feng saw that Mo Renjie had turned a corner in the distance and was nowhere to be seen. He quickly took out a piece of silver from his body and said to a villager selling firewood, "I bought your load of firewood."

The villager was overjoyed and said, "Thank you very much, sir. It's just that I can't find your silver."

"No need to look for it, just sell me your felt hat and coat."

How much money could the old clothes and shabby hats of the villagers be worth? "Okay, okay, it's a deal!" He was afraid that Shi Feng would regret it, so he grabbed the money first, and then took off his clothes and hats.

Shi Feng put on his felt hat and coarse clothes, then picked up the load of firewood and walked along the country road.

It was noon, the white sun was scorching the earth, and the cicadas were chirping constantly.

After walking for two miles, Shi Feng was sweating profusely. Finally, when he reached the shade of a tree, he stopped and wiped his sweat with the corner of his clothes.

Looking up, I saw dark clouds in the sky in the distance, it was probably going to rain heavily.

But Mo Renjie in front didn't notice anything and was still walking slowly along the winding mountain road.

In the bones of the black turtle, Shi Feng looked at the map of Chengdu Mansion carefully.

This area is very desolate, except for the Xuandu Temple at the foot of the West Mountain, where there are four or five Taoists. Could this small Taoist temple be his place of residence?

As expected, Mo Renjie walked to the fork in the road and turned west.

Perhaps seeing the dark clouds gradually appearing in the sky and that it was going to rain, Mo Renjie's pace suddenly became much faster.

It was not until Mo Renjie walked out of his sight that Shi Feng picked up his load again. Anyway, as long as the other party did not fly with a flying device, he would not worry about losing him.

As expected, Mo Renjie went all the way into the Xuandu Temple and never came out again.

At this time, the sky was already covered with leaden clouds, and the bright day suddenly became like the middle of the night, with darkness all around.

Thunder rumbled continuously in the clouds, and lightning occasionally tore a line of thick dark clouds apart.

Since it was going to rain heavily, it was natural for Shi Feng, a villager carrying dry firewood, to take shelter at the entrance of the Taoist temple!

Shi Feng carried his load and ran up the steps with all his strength. As soon as he reached the entrance of the mountain, bean-sized raindrops had already fallen.

He sat on the steps, panting.

Suddenly, someone in the temple said indifferently, "It's not easy for you to follow me all the way, why don't you come in and sit down!"

It was Mo Renjie's voice.

Shi Feng was shocked. He hid the base in the stone pill, how could he be seen through!

He tried to be calm, "Master, are you talking to me? I'll just hide under the eaves to avoid the rain, and I won't go in."

"You're still pretending!" Mo Renjie's voice suddenly turned cold, "The nearest village is two miles to the east, and the hill where you chop wood is also to the east. How did you walk to the Taoist temple in the west?"

"Yes, yes, I picked some firewood today to see if the masters will buy it?"

"Hehe! Your breath-retaining technique is very good, but it's a pity that you can't hide it from me."

The last word "pass" came out of Mo Renjie's mouth, and the thick temple door suddenly cracked silently, and countless wooden strips turned into flying arrows, shooting towards Shi Feng.

Shi Feng didn't expect the other party to attack so quickly. He was shocked and quickly flipped backwards, jumping directly from the mountain gate to the open space. He grabbed the load of firewood he was carrying and threw it.

These firewoods were infused with his magic power and were as hard as gold and iron. The wooden arrows shot over collided with the firewood, making a bang, and branches flew in the air for a while.

Shi Feng fell into the mud. At this moment, heavy rain fell, and there was a curtain of water between the sky and the earth, which greatly obstructed his vision.

Just when Shi Feng had just blocked the wooden arrow, a giant python swirled up from the mud and quickly wrapped around Shi Feng's waist.

"Pinch the soil into a python! Be careful not to touch it!" White Fox reminded softly.

Shi Feng flicked his right hand, and the Dragon Hidden Sword was already swung out, as powerful as a gust of wind, splitting the giant python into two.

At the same time, Shi Feng jumped and retreated another three or four feet. When the giant python was split, a ball of green liquid immediately burst out, but Shi Feng had already jumped far away, and not a drop of the poison splashed on him.

Mo Renjie exclaimed "Huh", a little surprised at Shi Feng's agility.

At this time, the heavy rain had completely wet Shi Feng's body, and the rain flowed down his hair and eyebrows, even covering his eyelids.

The scorching thunder in the sky came one after another, but the two did not move.

Shi Feng suddenly said: "Master Mo, I have no ill intentions, but I just want to discuss a business."

"Talk about business? Who are you?" In the Taoist temple, Mo Renjie's voice was still slow.

"I am a nobody from the Qingcheng Sect, and I want to invite Master Mo to attend the Yiyuan Exchange Fair in three days."

Mo Renjie sneered, "You said it was the Qingcheng Sect, right?"

Shi Feng thought to himself that it was bad. He had wanted to leave a letter with a flying knife to pretend to be from the Qingcheng Sect, but he didn't expect that his whereabouts were exposed by Mo Renjie, who then killed him.

Although he was holding a long sword, he didn't know the sword techniques of the Qingcheng Sect. On the contrary, once they fought, with Mo Renjie's vision and experience, he would soon discover that he was from the Taiji Sect.

Then the plan conceived before would be shattered. What should he do?