After some training, the old man nodded proudly: "Okay, good, yes, since that's the case, then I will be relieved if you go to the auction alone this time." In the past few days, I have worked hard to practice, and even if the Duying Sect comes, I will be able to outrun them. ”

When Dong Wenfeng heard this, he felt that something was wrong: "Is it difficult, you don't go to the auction?"

At the beginning, Dong Wenfeng thought that the people of the Duying Sect would definitely not give up, and now from the perspective of time, the other party should be more busy with the auction, so even if he finds someone to come over and kill him, it is only one or two.

But after a long time, if he can kill someone from the Duying Sect every time, then the other party will definitely go out and want to destroy him.

But this kind of opportunity should only be possible at the time of the auction.

Although Dong Wenfeng couldn't beat him at this time, after all, he had the old man by his side, so he was not afraid.

But looking at it this way now, the old man actually let himself go to the auction alone?

The old man smiled: "I'm that, of course I'll go, but I'm not going with you." ”

Dong Wenfeng asked, "Why?"

The old man scratched his head embarrassedly: "You may not believe it, I usually steal more things, and there are more sects that suffer in my hands, so they are all guarding against me, and I can only sneak in after I go, and maybe I will be chased and beaten by someone at that time, although it will not hurt my life, but if it affects you, it will not be good." ”

Dong Wenfeng's face was black, the emotional old man caused things bigger than himself, and he didn't take himself with him, but was kind to himself.

In this way, the two should indeed pretend not to know each other, lest someone take their anger on the old man on themselves.

But going alone, it's almost like looking for death.

Dong Wenfeng pondered for a moment and slapped his thigh: "Then I won't go." ”

The old man was stunned: "Where are you going?"

Dong Wenfeng: "Auction." ”

The old man immediately said, "Of course you have to go." ”

It is impossible to refuse.

Dong Wenfeng was stunned for a few seconds: "Why?"

The old man replied as a matter of course: "Go and steal something." ”

After saying that, he felt that something was not right, and then added: "Grow the market." See more people and make a few friends. ”

Dong Wenfeng thought about it, and he actually really wanted to know what this kind of auction in the cultivation world was for.

I've seen it before, and under normal circumstances, what kind of pill is auctioned, what kind of secret method and so on. But this time, Dong Wenfeng and the old man had been in contact for so long, but they found that the other party had neither elixir nor secret methods.

I don't know if there is one in this cultivation world.

If anything, it's certainly not a bad thing to learn a little casually. If not, there may be other opportunities. And it's not that there are a lot of things in the auction that money can buy, but I happen to have a little spare money, so I might be able to find some treasures.

In short, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, and this time to go through the experience, for Dong Wenfeng, even if there is no gain, it is not a bad thing. And if you really have the opportunity to secretly serve the Duying faction, it would be even better.

And there is also a very important point, which is also what the old man just said, after he passes, he should know a few friends more or less, otherwise his vision is too narrow, and he doesn't know much about the cultivation world, and he has not survived in this environment, if something really happens in the future, it is better for a group of people to help him deal with it than to deal with it alone.

Anyway, this pit daddy master can't be relied on.

Dong Wenfeng looked up at the old man: "Although what you said makes a little sense, but I can't beat the Duying faction." ”

He was a little cowardly.

The old man hated that iron could not be made of steel: "Why can't you beat it, didn't you just kill a ground-level master? ”

Dong Wenfeng retorted: "I can fight one, but the other party is a sect!"

The old man clenched his fists: "You have to believe in yourself." ”

Dong Wenfeng: "...... I mean, aren't you going to give me something?"

Other people's masters, even if they don't follow their apprentices to experience, they have to give their apprentices a little treasure, but it's good for their own masters, they don't give themselves anything, just let themselves take risks, is this like a saying?

The old man thought for a while: "Don't say it, I really have one." After finishing speaking, he began to dig out his pocket: "You usually live in the army for a long time, and you are more accustomed to using short knives, some time ago I saw a cultivator on the waist of other short knives that are strange and beautiful, so I took them, this short knife is a bit interesting, I don't know what material it is made of, not like stone, not like wood, not like iron, but extremely sharp, sharpening iron like clay, very useful." ”

After speaking, the old man sent the knife to Dong Wenfeng's hand: "You try." ”

Dong Wenfeng's face was black, it seemed that there were really no good things in the sect where his cheap master was located, no wonder he went to steal other people's when he was idle.

He picked up the short knife and looked at it, sure enough, it was no different from the ordinary short knife, but Dong Wenfeng used it quite easily, and it was barely sharper than the one he usually used.

Dong Wenfeng looked at the other party and asked, "It's gone?"

The old man replied honestly, "No." ”

Dong Wenfeng: "Didn't you steal a lot of things, and provoked a lot of people, where are all the things?"

The old man looked at Dong Wenfeng: "I don't look good at those things, so I bought them." ”

I don't know if what the other party said is true or not, Dong Wenfeng sighed slightly: "Forget it, I won't ask you." ”

Dong Wenfeng studied with the old man for a while, and when it was almost dawn, he found a route and prepared to go back to the inn.

On the way back, I bought some things I needed to go to the auction by the way, and after smelling them carefully to make sure that there was no smell of blood, I entered the empty alley.

In fact, Dong Wenfeng felt that his master would not give him an ordinary short sword, after all, he was the other party's personal disciple, and if he didn't give the family heirloom, he had to give something powerful.

But he had studied the dagger at home, and it had no other features than it was sharper than all the daggers he had ever seen.

Dong Wenfeng comforted himself that it was also very good to be able to have such a sharp short knife.

At least it's much better than using it in the army.

He casually put away the short knife and began to practice.

As Dong Wenfeng thought, in recent times, the Duying Sect has indeed not troubled him, and the more this is the case, the more Dong Wenfeng knows about the crises in the auction, and his cultivation is working harder.

He even wondered if he should find a place to buy people, leather masks, and the like before the auction began.

Didn't they all say that if the protagonist puts on a mask, the other party won't find out.

When the time comes, he can take the lead in making a move, calling out the people of the Duying Sect one by one, and then killing them.