Urban Super Cultivation

Just as the old ghost with white beard was on his way to the appraisal room, one person had already taken the lead in appraising the item in front of the appraisal window.

The appraiser is an extremely old monk, but this monk actually has the cultivation base of the fit period. Although it is only the initial stage of the fit, it is quite rare for an appraiser to have such strength.

After carefully investigating several magic weapons on the table, the appraiser raised his head, his voice vicissitudes and hoarse: "Master Situ, the value of these auction items will not be particularly high, but they are not bad. These two days It should be auctioned off."

"Okay, you can arrange these yourself."

Situ Shaofeng smiled leisurely.

Although Lin Dasheng didn't come to participate in the auction, he was very upset, but it did not affect his extra money.

Now the status of the Weihai Gang has risen in the entire Xihua City, and it is no exaggeration to even say that the Weihai Gang is the leader of Xihua City.

As the young leader of the Weihai Gang, Situ Shaofeng also became more and more vigorous.

He used to be dull enough, but compared with the present, he is insignificant.

These magic weapons were all searched by Situ Shaofeng from the monks who came to the Weihai Gang. Those monks were also happy to bribe Situ Shaofeng. One would like to fight and the other would suffer. Right now Situ Shaofeng is just his own personal asset. It has reached nearly 100 million lower-grade spirit stones.

Now the auctions are all owned by Weihai. For Situ Shaofeng, there is no handling fee.

Situ Shaofeng was in a particularly good mood thinking that he would receive a large amount of spiritual stones in the past few days.

Stretching, Situ Shaofeng walked out leisurely.

Just when he was about to walk to the door, the old ghost with white beard just walked in.

When the two met each other, they all stunned.

After the white-bearded old ghost froze slightly, his complexion changed abruptly. He never expected that Situ Shaofeng would appear here.

Thinking of Xunhuanju that day, the old white-bearded ghost began to feel shocked. He now hopes that Situ Shaofeng doesn't remember him. After all, he is just one of the hundreds of monks.

"We haven't seen each other for more than a month. The young master of his dignified Weihai gang shouldn't be so concerned about me, a little cultivator of the gods, right?"

Old Ghost White Beard thought in his heart, but did not speak, bowed his head and hurriedly walked towards the identification window.

Situ Shaofeng glanced at the old white-bearded ghost thoughtfully. For the old white-bearded ghost, Situ Shaofeng vaguely felt as if he had seen it from somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Shaking his head, Situ Shaofeng felt that he might be too sensitive. There are too many monks he usually sees. How could he remember one by one such a small person?

Seeing that Situ Shaofeng hadn't noticed him, the old ghost with white beard only felt a big rock in his heart, laughed at himself, walked to the window, and sent the top-grade magic weapon he was going to sell on consignment for identification.

The appraiser lifted his eyelids: "Let it go, and leave a jade slip for communication. I will notify you if the auction goes out."

Old Ghost White Beard knows that this is a normal process. He used to spend a few days in the city every time he came to buy something. The auction house’s consignment rule is within 24 hours. If no one bids, The seller will be notified to come and take back the items on consignment.

As long as someone participates in the auction, it means that he must wait until the end of the twenty-four hours before he can know the result.

During this period, if you want to withdraw the items you auctioned, you must pay a very expensive spirit stone as a penalty.

The thing that the old white-bearded ghost auctioned was a top-grade magic weapon or a treasure, and this kind of thing was even more popular in the market than the magic weapon flying sword.

Therefore, regardless of the final auction result, the old ghost with white beard must stay in Xihua City for 24 hours, unless he doesn't want the money after selling the magic weapon.

For some reason, the old ghost with white beard always has an unknown premonition, but now that he has chosen to sell on consignment, if he suddenly regrets it at this time, I am afraid that the old man in charge of the appraisal will not agree.

Thinking of this, the old ghost with white beard knew that he had no choice, and secretly told himself that there was nothing wrong with him.

Leaving the auction house, the old ghost with white beard walked all the way to an inn he used to go to.

Many monks greeted him along the way. After all, the old ghost with white beard was also a frequent visitor to Xihua City, and he was relatively old, and his strength was decent. The most important thing was that his features were very obvious, so a large number of monks knew him.

And because of the bold personality of the old white bearded ghost, many monks are willing to befriend him.

After a hurried greeting, the old ghost with white beard came to the inn, gritted his teeth and photographed a middle-grade spirit stone, and opened a nice upper room.

At the same time, after Situ Shaofeng left the auction house, he leisurely went to the headquarters of the Weihai Gang.

The headquarters of the Weihai Gang has now been changed to the location where the Zhenhai Gang was before, and it is not far from the auction.

On the way, a monk saw Situ Shaofeng, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over and said respectfully: "Master Situ."

"Ok."

Situ Shaofeng nodded, and was about to move on, but saw that the monk did not intend to leave.

"Something?"

Situ Shaofeng asked lightly.

"That's the young master~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm from the Weihai Gang. Before, the leader of the Lv Gang caught a monk, and his strength... Well, in the later stage of the transformation, I used to be in Xunhuanju and used to do business for demon women What is it called..."

The monk touched his head and thought.

However, Situ Shaofeng's eyes lit up: "Fair Master Donghua?! Caught him?"

"Yes, it's him!"

The monk slapped his head and said.

"Haha, good, meritorious, receive the reward."

Situ Shaofeng laughed twice and threw a storage bag to the monk. There were about a hundred middle-grade spirit stones in it, which was a small fortune for this monk who had only the Yuan Ying stage.

However, Situ Shaofeng rushed to the Weihai Gang headquarters with some eagerness.

However, as soon as he ran away, Situ Shaofeng suddenly stopped.

He suddenly thought of the old white-bearded man he had just met at the auction house.

It seemed that that day, the old man with white beard was also there in the Quest for Joy.

And... helped that Lin Dasheng speak.

Situ Shaofeng originally didn't believe in friendships, but in his opinion, there was only a relationship of interest among monks.

But since seeing Zhang Xiong and others’ relationship with his father Situ Bo, this thought in Situ Shaofeng’s heart has only faded, but he still firmly believes that if it weren’t for the kind of monks who had fate, he would definitely not. Help each other.

"This monk is called Old Ghost White Beard. I remembered that the words of Dasheng Lin and that monk probably meant that the relationship between the two was excellent. If..."

Situ Shaofeng thought to himself, a hint of cruelty flashed through his eyes.

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