The dark night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and there was not even a glimmer of stars.

In a deserted area in Yunzhou County, there is a dilapidated temple, and because of its age, no one knows which god is enshrined in it.

With a "poof", a black shadow like a crow in a cold night, flashed into the temple, looked around, and after repeatedly making sure that there was indeed no one, then knelt down on one knee and said:

"Remnant Yang has come to accept the guilt. ”

At some point, another black shadow stood in front of the ruined idol, with his back to the man who was kneeling on one knee, and no one could see his face clearly:

"And the face to see me? Such a simple task has failed!"

This voice was not angry and arrogant, and the man in black who knelt on the ground in fright hurriedly lowered his head, and his body trembled:

"The hall master was angry, he originally thought that he would be able to capture the two of them by killing their master and apprentice, but he didn't expect that when I was pestering the Fang family's alchemist, that kid actually broke through to the seventh order of spirit building and killed the second brother instead. ”

The black back snorted coldly:

"If I'm not mistaken, your second brother is a ninth-order cultivator, how could he be killed by a seventh-order kid of the spirit building?"

The black shadow kneeling on the ground suddenly became fierce in his eyes, and endless hatred converged in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"No one knows what weird exercises that kid practiced, and after performing them, the speed became extremely fast, and my second brother was careless and negligent, and he was actually killed. ”

"Remnant Sun ......"

The black back twisted around, but the night was too thick to see his true appearance:

"Do you know that since the establishment of our Weeping Knife Hall, we have never missed an assassination mission. You have won my trust, and this time, you have disappointed me. ”

After hearing this, the man in black who knelt on the ground broke out in a cold sweat and shivered constantly:

"Please give me another chance, I will definitely slaughter that kid. ”

"The Crying Knife Hall belongs to the Tu family, and we all do things for the Tu family. Today's assassination mission failed, how do you want me to explain to the Tu family? Tu Chengxiu, that old guy is not a good person!"

The man on his knees threw himself to the ground, wept bitterly, and said:

"Hall Master, please save me, give me another chance, I will definitely be able to complete the task. ”

The black-clothed hall master shook his head and sighed softly:

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped, you can do it yourself!"

Hearing the sound of "swish", the sword in his hand fell, and a burst of blood rain fell from the thatch, and the black-clothed man kneeling on the ground suddenly became hideous, and on the ground, a left arm rolled down.

His forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and the pain made his face distorted, and he gasped quietly, and said with the pain that pierced his heart:

"The subordinates are not doing well, and this is the punishment that the subordinates deserve. ”

The black-clothed hall master was expressionless, and his indifferent face did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation:

"The news that the kid became an honorary elder of the auction house should not have spread yet. If the Fang family cooperated with the auction house, it would definitely not be what the Tu family wanted to see. The reason why Tu Chengxiu was in a hurry to kill him was precisely because he was afraid that the head of the Tu family would blame him if he found out. So before the news spreads, hurry up and finish him off. ”

"The subordinates understand. ”

"Don't make this mistake next time!"

"Command!"

A gust of wind blew, and there was no sound in the ruined temple, as if nothing had happened.

The sky had already dawned, and in the Fang family's Dan Pavilion, Jiang Xiaofeng sat on the ground dejectedly, supporting his chin with one palm, his face full of exhaustion.

He's really tired these days. Since the last time he encountered an assassination ambush with Wan Lao Monster, he clearly realized that his strength was too lacking now, and he didn't even have the power to protect himself. In front of the cultivators of the Spiritual Realm, he is a weak chicken.

So these days, he doesn't go out of the door, and he is improving himself without distractions: first, the old monster does not allow him to go out, for fear of causing trouble again, and second, he is frantically improving his cultivation and alchemy.

In addition to cultivating the "Beast Spirit Demon Codex", he also insisted on the cultivation of the ancient method, although he couldn't tell the reason, but if the ancient method and the "Beast Spirit Demon Codex" were cultivated together, it would always have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

In the past few days, he also tried to awaken the Rune Spirit Giant Array again, but after a few tosses, there was no additional gain. It was not easy to toss the wolf beast, if it hadn't been locked by the big array, it would have torn Jiang Xiaofeng to pieces a long time ago, and there would not even be a bone left.

Despite this, his cultivation has made great progress. Jiang Xiaofeng thought like this, if there were no accidents, supplemented by the power of the elixir, there would be hope to impact the eighth order of spirit building in another ten days.

But he still felt that his speed was a little slow, so he kept asking Wan Lao Wei if there were any other pills that could allow him to quickly improve his cultivation, but after being scolded by Wan Lao Wei, he didn't dare to ask anymore.

It takes half a month to raise a level, and if this spreads, I'm afraid the entire Yunzhou County will be a sensation. Even if he is a young man with good talent, he doesn't want to improve his cultivation to a level in three or five years, which is tantamount to an idiot's dream.

After all, improving cultivation is a gradual process, and there is no problem in improving cultivation with the power of pills, but if you consume too much, it is tantamount to pulling seedlings to help grow.

However, these days, his alchemy skills have made full progress. He no longer has to secretly learn from the old monsters in front of the old monsters like before, but now he can ask the old monsters for advice openly.

At first, it was okay, Wan Lao Wei could barely answer the questions he asked, but as he mastered more and more alchemy, the questions he asked sometimes had to think for a long time before he could answer, and even sometimes Wan Lao Wei couldn't answer them.

Wan Lao Monster almost taught everything, Jiang Xiaofeng read all the Dan books and Dan prescriptions he could see, and the questions that he didn't understand before gradually began to figure out.

However, what bothers him the most these days is that when he is facing the enemy, the means he can use are too simple, although the ancient method can help him mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but the strength is always a little worse.

And after casting the Heavenly Wolf Transformation, although his speed was extremely fast, his attack power was too low to inflict a fatal blow on the other party, even if he killed the killer of the ninth order of the Spirit Building, he still gave him the last blow under his non-stop claw attacks, taking advantage of the gap in his cultivation to decline, combined with his speed advantage.

"I've been observing the Heavenly Wolf Demon Beast for some time, but I can't comprehend the new spiritual skills, so it seems that I have to find other exercise books to cultivate. ”

After Jiang Xiaofeng consumed all the power of perception, after refining the Dan all night, he began to think about the problem in front of him:

"The fastest way is to go to the Fang family's Exercise Pavilion and look for exercises that suit me. But I am not from the Fang family, they will never let outsiders in. The only thing I can rely on now is the auction house. ”

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaofeng suddenly came to his senses. He sat up from the ground, rubbed his eyes, sobered himself up, and walked towards the auction in the city.