The lights in the private room are bright and crystal clear and luxurious.

The two low-level disciples whispered to Zi Hanying and Huang Wenji, and the atmosphere was a little strange for a moment.

Until the two low-level disciples retreated and Zi Hanying's pretty face showed thoughts, Huang Wenji glanced at her and suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha~~~ If Chen Feng knew that the errand of guarding the Gujing Pavilion would easily fall on us. I don't know what kind of expression he would make, I was really a little impatient!"

"I'm afraid the disciples who were arranged to the Sutra Peak are not just us. I think there is a meaning of indulgence in this. Not to mention others, I'm a little worried when I think about living in Sutra Peak with Chen Feng. He is really too dangerous..." Crow girl Zi Hanying murmured with worries.

"What's there to be afraid of? Even if it's on the same bad guy list, Chen Feng was stepped on by us, and the Guangyao list didn't even touch him. Sooner or later, I'll kill him." Huang Wenji curled his lips with a sharp look on his face.

"Do you want to prove that it is more cruel than Chen Feng? If you really go to the Sutra of the Cangsu, I advise you not to provoke him. Instead of fighting with Chen Feng, it is better to focus on the hidden interests. It is definitely not without reason that he and Qiao Qing can stay in the Sutra of the Cangsu for half a year." Zi Hanying solemnly reminded.

"You mean the ancient scripture pavilion and scripture tomb? I know without saying it, but will it be so easy for us to succeed with Chen Feng and others? And I heard that the scripture tomb is a sect, and none of the tomb guards who entered can come out alive." Huang Wenji showed a vigilance until this time.

"I didn't expect that after more than a year of the battle on the top, someone started to be unable to help it!" Zi Hanying's pretty face was a little complicated.

It is certainly a good thing to be able to get the opportunity to guard the ancient scriptures, but when you think about getting along with a terrible guy like Chen Feng, it is inevitable that people will be worried.

At this time, in another private room on the second floor of the Auction and Trading Hall, Chen Feng sat on the animal skin sofa and even put his legs on a small jade table.

To Chen Feng's surprise, Duan Qiongxiang, wearing a cloth robe, was not angry when she saw his style, but instead had a playful smile in her eyes.

The female disciple of Tianji Peak outer sect who led Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing in had already retreated aside at this time, for fear of the elders of the sect's corpse being punished.

"If you want the private room to be arranged directly by the disciples, why bother to come over to me?" Duan Qiongxiang said to Chen Feng with a smile.

"How can an outer disciple be able to make the decision without his uncle here? The two hundred intermediate spirit stones were left in Jiqiao Pavilion. I was thinking about auctioning another treasure to see if my uncle could help me estimate the price." Chen Feng's words had just fallen, his mouth was slightly bulging, and a small needle with starlight spurted out.

Looking at the small needle erected in the space in front of Chen Feng, when his fingers gently pointed out the ripples of starlight, it began to slowly enlarge and turned into a stick with a flashing mark on meteors. Duan Qiongxiang's face could not be concealed.

"This should be the Tianyan stick of Senior Guan Hanyan..."

After a while, the woman in the cloth robe revealed the origin of the treasure Chen Feng took out.

"Since my master recognizes this thing, it's best. How many spirit stones can you shoot in Tianyan stick this time?" Chen Feng smiled faintly.

"Are you short of spirit stones?"

After being shocked, the woman in the cloth robe quickly became alert.

Chen Feng lit a cigarette and looked lazy: "In the past two years, my cultivation has been slower and slower. If I want to attack the Tongxuan stage, how can I not lack spirit stones? Instead of putting this kind of treasure in my hands, it is better to replace some spirit stones."

"Do you have to take it out for auction? You know, most disciples of the sect can't afford such heavy objects..." The woman in the cloth robe seemed to have other thoughts.

"Not only will it be auctioned, but it also means that it was taken out by me. Otherwise, others would think I am so rich. There are many people in the sect who want to eat my meat now." Chen Feng smiled and revealed a firm meaning.

"If I were asked to estimate the price, two hundred intermediate-level spirit stones would be good. The level of the treasure can be roughly divided into five levels: magic weapon, magic weapon, ancient treasure, spiritual treasure, and Tongtian treasure. They all belong to the level of ancient treasures, including the Dark Hao Golden Plate and Tianyan Rod. There is still a big gap compared to the magic mirror, one of the nine treasures in the Western Ancient Region." The woman in the cloth robe solemnly gave her reply.

After looking at Qiao Xueqing, she found that she nodded slightly, and had no objection to Duan Qiongxiang's valuation. Chen Feng showed a little unwillingness on his face: "There are too few two hundred intermediate-level spirit stones. If this kind of treasure is used properly, it is not impossible to kill the Hao Cultivator in the Realm of Life and Death..."

"Nephew Chen Feng, you also used a lot of so-called treasures when you were fighting on the top. Why didn't you see you kill a strong man in the life and death realm?" The woman in the cloth robe looked so rare that she showed a teasing look.

"I was sealed by Guiyuan's hand seal, otherwise they would have to kneel down." Chen Feng gritted his teeth and looked like he was desperate for face.

"Come on, although ancient treasures are magic weapons refined by some ancient monks, they are extremely powerful and have a wide range of uses, they also depend on who controls them. This is the same as the strong man without treasures, and every move can destroy the world. Since you take out this treasure, you should know that ancient treasures cannot be stored in your body, except for swallowing them into your stomach." Later, Duan Qiongxiang looked at Chen Feng and even giggled.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, his lazy expression calmed down a lot: "This treasure will be auctioned at a minimum price of 200 intermediate spirit stones. You must first allocate the spirit stones to the trading account I opened in the sect. If the treasure is sold, the sect will help me digest the treasure according to the auction price."

Duan Qiongxiang looked at the tall and straight Tianyan stick, and hesitated a little before agreeing to Chen Feng's request, and took the soul secret banned crystal card he handed over.

"This ancient treasure should be owned by Senior Guan Hanyan. You can auction it like this, there will be no problem, right?" Duan Qiongxiang asked cautiously while helping Chen Feng handle the contract.

"She took the ancient cave town seal, and I'm losing a lot!" Chen Feng looked angry, as if he hated Hanyan's female demon.

Although there was some guess in my heart, Duan Qiongxiang's plump body was still a little shocked after hearing Chen Feng's statement.

"Chen Feng, I still want to remind you that the ancient cave seal is a treasure that cannot be lost in the sect. You must deal with it carefully in this matter." Although Duan Qiongxiang looked serious, she said very tactfully.

"It's too late, that female devil left the Qianji Mountains early in the morning." Chen Feng looked helpless as if he was not afraid of boiling water.

"Shouldn't she be inside your body? That's not what you said before..." Duan Qiongxiang almost shouted.

"I won't run away after getting the benefits. I didn't mention it before because I was afraid of the sect's punishment. But I think this matter can't be hidden for long." Chen Feng picked up the Qingling Fruit on the small jade table fruit plate and took a bite, with a carefree look on his face.

"You~~~"

Seeing that Chen Feng was not at all worried and afraid, the woman in the cloth robe could no longer help but get up.

"Even Master Jin Zhen has no choice but to deal with the Hanyan female demon. How can I keep it? If I annoy her, I will be looking for death. Even this little benefit will be gone!" Chen Feng smiled bitterly with a heart-wrenching but not enough.

"I think you're looking for death now..."

Although I didn't believe Chen Feng's words very much, Duan Qiongxiang was still a little anxious.

"It has happened. The sect has dealt with me. It is difficult to find the seal of the ancient cave. Master, you should not make things difficult for me, a low-level disciple, to think about how to solve this problem." Chen Feng looked sad and smiled dryly.

"I will report this to the sect leader. You'd better burn incense and pray that she won't be furious. I think your good days are over." Duan Qiongxiang stared at Chen Feng, very much for the intention of seeing how he died.

“This private room is really good.”

Chen Feng's embarrassed smile made Qiao Xueqing unable to help but cover her mouth.

"If you plan to live in Tianji Peak forever, it's a good thing. Because of your relationship, many disciples in the sect have taken a fancy to the Ancient Classic Pavilion. The sect has approved several highly qualified disciples to go there." Duan Qiongxiang seemed to want to deliberately stimulate Chen Feng.

"Didn't you tell me and Qiao Qing to guard the tomb?"

Chen Feng suddenly stood up from the animal skin sofa, with an annoyance on his face.

"It's right to let you two guard the scriptures tombs, but the sect does not stipulate the number of disciples guarding the ancient scriptures. After all, others are not fools. Who wouldn't see the huge benefits? If I were you, I would carefully consider how to get along with the new disciples." After completing the contract, I pressed the spiritual power brand, and the woman in the cloth robe smiled jokingly.

"It's no big deal. The ancient classics Pavilion is a little quieter, and it's even more lively when there are more people." Chen Feng pressed a mark of the spiritual consciousness contract, and walked to the side of the ornamental curtain wall with his arms and cold face.

Seeing that Chen Feng was not very happy, Duan Qiongxiang's arms were like spiritual snakes. She rolled her stick towards Tianyan and took away the treasure. Then she left with a sneer.

"The sect arranged other disciples to visit the Sutra of the Clan. I'm afraid the situation will change. Are you sure you will trade more large-scale cultivation items?" Qiao Xueqing said calmly and reminded.

Seeing the hot auction scene in the hall, there was no strange atmosphere of the storm, Chen Feng smiled faintly: "Of course, you should take some with the spirit stone at this time. It seems that you have to hurry up and return to the Sutra Peak!"

"You are occupying the ancient scripture pavilion, and the sect can't rest assured. Perhaps it would be a good thing to arrange some people to come." Qiao Xueqing did not avoid the female outer disciples who served in the private room.

"I just hope that stick can be sold at a good price..." Before Chen Feng could finish his words, the door of the private room was opened roughly.

Seeing Feng Qiao bounce in with a thick neck, Chen Feng was not surprised, but instead smiled: "What's the matter with Senior Brother Feng so anxious?"

The female disciple of the outer sect left with a sensation, and the old man with red face couldn't help but roar and said, "Boy, do you dare to betray me..."

Chen Feng smiled playfully and shook his finger: "I bought the Crystal Cannon, so if I use it, how can I betray it? Brother Feng, you should have been mentally prepared since you have made a deal with me."

"Don't drag me down if you want to die. Now that Jiqiao Pavilion is being targeted, I will definitely not let you have a good time if something happens to me." The old man with red face was angry and rushed up to fight Chen Feng desperately.

Chen Feng's mouth curled up and poured a glass of wine for the old man: "There are too many lice, no itch, no worries about debt, I just bought something from you. What are you afraid of?"

Facing Chen Feng's unscrupulous face, the old man's anger calmed down a little: "I'll find an opportunity in a few days to enter the ancient classics Pavilion. If you can help, our account will be written off."

"I think it's something, let's come over. For our relationship, I will definitely help you with this little busyness." Chen Feng smiled slightly without any hesitation.

"You should know that the sect has arranged other disciples to guard the ancient scripture pavilion. Is there really no problem?" The old man with red face reminded him a little dissatisfied.

"Senior Brother Feng, you have no confidence in me. Just let me come over, you don't need to worry about anything else." Chen Feng showed no concern.

"Are you interested in bulk transactions in cultivation resources?"

Seeing Chen Feng using the crystal energy to touch the screen and sell the blood coagulation herb and calming fruit that he had just bought for a while, the red-faced old man asked with a strange thought.

"I originally wanted to have fun, but now the sect is so chaotic, I'm really afraid of losing all my money. I just asked Master Qiongxiang to buy a treasure for me to auction. What do you think?" Chen Feng called out the information about Tianyan Stick and showed it to the old man with red face.

"Why didn't you tell me that there is such a good thing?"

The red-faced old man's face was intertwined with dissatisfaction, staring at the Tianyan stick on the auction catalog without relaxing.

"Who will know that I have released the treasure here and brought it here to cool." Chen Feng looked at his name and appeared in the column of Tianyan Stick owners, and a smile appeared on his face.

"What do you mean by saying this to me?"

The old man with red face seemed to have guessed Chen Feng's purpose and seemed a little cautious.

"The starting price of this treasure is 200 intermediate-level spirit stones. Even if it fails, there will be a sect to digest it. We are rich now. You are considering selling the first corpse of Qingtian Peak to me." Chen Feng looked like he took advantage of the situation and robbed him.

"This kind of treasure is generally more likely to be sold in a dark market, and not many people dare to buy it blatantly." The old man looked around and did not respond immediately.

"I bought the corpse at the first price of Qingtian Peak with 100 intermediate spirit stones. Otherwise, if you are unfortunately caught, you will be in trouble soon." Chen Feng's tone was insidious and undeniable. It seemed that the old man would report it.

"I advise you not to force others too much, otherwise I will make you regret what you did..." The old man said in a cold voice, which seemed very difficult to mess with.

"What a pity. Since that's the case, I have nothing to say to you." Chen Feng put on a face that he would never be righteous.

"Two hundred intermediate spirit stones, I'll give you the Mecha that day. In the future, they may be able to save your life when you are in danger. Maybe you will be glad for today's decision." The old man with red face seemed to have reached the limit of patience, and his face was a little distorted and ferocious.

"The huge Qianji Sect has not many spirit stone mines, and the annual output of spirit stones is even rarer. There are only 200 intermediate-level spirit stones at a glance. You really dare to ask for them. I am curious about what you are doing with these spirit stones." Chen Feng glanced at the old man and sneered.

"Don't think that there is no other way out except you in the corpse at the first seat of Qingtian Peak." The old man with red face paid attention to the auction situation and didn't even look at Chen Feng.

"That's the best. I can at most 150 intermediate spirit stones. If you want them, leave the things behind." Chen Feng showed an indifferent attitude.

Hearing the number of spirit stones reported by Chen Feng, the old man with red face hesitated for a while, his face changed again and again, and finally waved his hand and drew a trace of fine lines in the space beside him, dragging a sarcophagus out.

"After the auction is over, you must hand over the spirit stone immediately." Just as Chen Feng signaled Qiao Xueqing to check the sarcophagus, the old man with a red face pressed a corner of the sarcophagus with his big hand and shouted fiercely.

"I'm very scared of your death-torn look. Don't worry, when the stick slaps off, I will receive the spirit stone, and the account will be cleared soon. Maybe we still have a place to cooperate in the future. You should have the idea of ​​attacking the ancient tomb of the sect, right?" Chen Feng's smile made the old man blush look much more hunched.

After looking at the metallic face of Qingtian Peak in the sarcophagus, Chen Feng used his spiritual consciousness to activate the micro-sculpted letter ring to emit a ball of void light and wrap the sarcophagus inside.

"Your treasure seems to be unwilling to be concerned about!"

It was discovered that the Tianyan stick auctioned by Chen Feng had been presented to the auction table, and the old man with red face had a strange look hidden in his eyes.
To be continued...