Auction? The day after tomorrow?

Ning Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, remembering the information revealed by Miss Chengya in her heart, lacking interest on her face, and left Liuguang Fang quickly and headed straight to the east of the city.

After inquiring about the specific location from passers-by, Ning Qing found Tianhe Eighth Lane, turned into it, and saw the elegantly decorated "Spirit Cliff" at a glance, as well as the bustling customers coming and going at the entrance of the store.

Business is booming.

Ning Qing's eyes rolled at the door of the store, and a smile of interest appeared on her lips.

This is obviously a refining shop, but it is repaired like a Jiangnan garden, and the handwriting is so free and easy that even the shopkeeper can't recognize the plaque, not to mention that artistic style, which makes Ning Qing feel that he has become an illiterate old man by life.

What's even more interesting is that every detail of the decoration of this store is a small link that conforms to a large formation, and finally takes the attic in the center of the garden as the eye of the formation, which really forms a terrifying formation with strong defense.

It is rare to see this kind of shop that directly spreads out the details of the formation in front of others, and before Ning Qing can sigh about the artistic accomplishment of the shop owner, he was stumbled by the strong man who squeezed over from behind, if he hadn't held on to the wall in time, he would have been planted with a heel.

The strong man in the soul cultivation period glanced contemptuously at Ning Qing, who had suffered from the unjustified disaster, sneered lowly, and then looked at the façade of the spirit cliff.

"Hey, if I hadn't known that this shop was called 'Spirit Cliff', I would have thought that the owner of this shop had given it a name called Ghost Painting. With a rough voice, the strong man rolled his eyes, walked to the door of the store in three steps and two steps, pushed open the door and went straight in.

Ning Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, lit a dozen candles for this warrior who dared to arrange the master of the family in person, and then watched him be thrown out of the store simply and rudely by the master's family.

The retribution came so quickly, and the contempt and wanton on the face of the strong man who fell into the mud had not yet receded, and it was mixed with shock and bewilderment in an instant.

The pain brought him back to his senses, and seeing that many people were pointing at him, he suddenly blushed with anger and raised his neck and roared: "Look at what, be careful that grandpa gouged out your eyes!"

When the crowd of onlookers heard such a threat, the low-level ones hurriedly looked away, suppressed the sarcasm on their lips, and the high-level ones didn't talk nonsense with the strong men, and directly used a little trick to knock people over and kick them out of the alley.

The strong man rolled on the ground a few times in a daze, and rolled out of the alley even more confused, and he didn't know what he had bumped into, and he couldn't help but let out a terrible scream, and the hairs of the listeners stood on end.

The people who did it were too simple and ruthless, and many people were a little afraid, and after a few careful glances, they didn't dare to continue to snoop, and they gathered their minds and continued their previous actions, whether they came or went, they quickly left this land of right and wrong.

Ning Qing also glanced at the monk who was doing it, and saw that he was handsome and extraordinary, wearing a popular white robe, and the robe was embroidered with mysterious runes with silver thread, and he immediately knew that this was a rich man from a big family.

His eyes swirled on the folding fan that emitted a light gray light in his hand, and he felt the coercion faintly coming from his body, Ning Qing's heart sank, and he suddenly felt that the identity of this person was probably still there.

Lowering his head, Ning Qing made a fearful gesture that was no different from the others, and trotted into the courtyard of the Spirit Cliff, and only then did he pretend to breathe a sigh of relief until he stepped out of the man's line of sight.

"I don't know who it is, it's scary. Ning Qing looked scared and whispered to himself, actually asking about the well-informed Ning Gou in his family.

Ning Gou Yu really wouldn't let Ning Qing down, and answered the doubts in Ning Qing's heart with a single knife: It's a ghost cultivator.

Ghost Cultivation! It's Ghost Cultivation Again! Ning Qing's eyes flashed with surprise, but in the blink of an eye, he was arrested, cautiously let go of this topic, and continued to move forward quietly, walking into the small attic in the center of the Spirit Cliff.

In the small attic, there is an ordinary young man who has a small dimple on his cheek, which makes people feel cute when he looks at it.

The little guy probably inquired about Ning Qing's refining requirements, and quickly took out a few pieces of jade slips, and introduced the appropriate refiners to Ning Qing one by one: "The magic weapon that the predecessors want to refine is probably closely related to the refiner's craftsmanship. There are several grades of refiner recommendations for the small ones, and you can choose according to your needs. ”

As he spoke, he gave Ning Qing a detailed introduction to the refiners contained in several jade slips.

Ning Qing nodded, and directly put aside the jade slips of the low-level and high-level refiners.

Of course, the level of senior refiners is not said, but they have high vision and are also very arrogant, firstly, they are not necessarily willing to refine such a non-technical thing as shocking wood, and secondly, these masters often have a flash of inspiration and directly improve the magic weapon entrusted by the guests, which makes many lucky people ecstatic.

However, Ning Qing doesn't need to improve, the Amazing Hall Wood is the natal magic weapon he wants to use for a lifetime, and in the final analysis, Ning Qing has to polish its characteristics by himself.

Because of these concerns, even if the initial quality of the Astounding Wood was closely related to the refiner, Ning Qing would not choose a too high-level refiner.

Similarly, Ning Qing would not choose a low-level refiner, no matter how cheap the remuneration they needed.

After carefully looking at the jade slip of the intermediate refiner, Ning Qing picked out a refiner who was rigorous and serious, but because he acted stereotypically, he told him that he had taken a fancy to this person.

The little guy didn't change his attitude because of Ning Qing's suspected shyness, he was still warm and polite, and walked towards the refiner's reception room with Ning Qing.

The refiner was a very strict middle-aged monk, and after listening to Ning Qing's request, he opened the storage bag that Ning Qing handed him, and his face showed a look of surprise: "This is the Blue Moon Burning Wood Eight Million Years?!"

Ning Qing pretended not to care much, but the smugness in his eyes revealed a different kind of information, and he said in a very modest tone: "The master's eyesight is really not enough to say, this is indeed the eight million years of blue moon and scorching wood. ”

The little guy was quite shocked, and even the refiner glanced at Ning Qing a few more times, and said with some emotion: "This is also a chance, you are lucky." ”

"Where, where. Ning Qing smiled, she couldn't hide the smugness on her body, and her tone was even more modest, "It's all the credit of my friend who worshiped the Imperial Void Sect, I'm just touching his light." ”

Saying this, Ning Qing deliberately straightened her chest, and the pride on her face flashed, leaving only a deliberately suppressed reserve.

The refiner and the little guy suddenly realized, their attitude became more and more kind, and the refiner even showed a little smile on his face, and handed over a jade slip: "Such a good material refining magic weapon, it's a pity not to engrave some formations on it." I have a lot of suitable formations here, you might as well pick a few, and I'll give you half the price. ”

Ning Qing was stunned, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, he looked at the jade slip very painfully, and hesitated: "This ...... It's better not to use it, Senior Brother Zheng just said that it is enough to refine the embryo-"

The words stopped abruptly, Ning Qing looked at the refiner and the little servant vigilantly, and saw that they had no intention of asking, so he cleared his throat embarrassedly and firmly said that he didn't need to.

The refiner nodded, and said in his heart that it was no wonder that such a simple magic weapon had to be refined by an intermediate refiner, it turned out to be used as a tool embryo, and it seemed that "Senior Brother Zheng" knew a lot.

Xiao Wu didn't care at all, he had been in the Spirit Cliff for a long time, and the embryos that many people didn't know about were common in his eyes, and there was nothing unusual at all, which didn't arouse his interest at all.

As for Ning Qing, with a mask named Lucky on his face, he was also very disapproving.

Originally, this qiē was deliberately guided by him in order to cover up the secret of the shocking tree, but now seeing the looks of these two people, he knew that he had successfully performed this scene today.

With three inches of blue moon and scorched wood as a reward, the three parties reached an agreement with their own hearts, Ning Qing and the refiner signed a good contract, agreeing to come back to pick up the finished product in three days, and the little servant led the way out of the small attic.

Holding Ning Gouyu's body and walking out of the gate of the Spirit Cliff, Ning Qing saw at a glance that the man who had been identified as a ghost cultivator by Ning Gou was still standing in place, holding the folding fan that emitted gray light in his right hand, and looked up at the plaque of the Spirit Cliff.

Probably sensing Ning Qing's gaze, the man suddenly moved his head and looked straight at Ning Qing.

The moment their eyes met, Ning Qing saw that the man's dark eyes were extremely deep, and there was no light at all, as if nothing could leave a trace inside.

All the sounds and colors disappeared without a trace in these eyes, Ning Qing was shocked, and before he could remove his eyes, he saw a little cyan fire in the man's inky eyes suddenly lit up, and it spread out in the blink of an eye, dyeing his eyes into a strange blue gray.

The overwhelming coercion pressed against Ning Qing from this moment, Ning Qing's figure was unstable, and he immediately took two steps back, leaning against the wall of the Spirit Cliff, and looked at him with his head gasping for breath.

Master, wake up!

Ning Gouyu's call made Ning Qing tremble, the pressure on his body dissipated directly, and his mind suddenly became clear.

Realizing something, Ning Qing's face was ugly, and a pair of light-colored eyes were full of cold light, staring fixedly at the man who suddenly made a black hand.

Seeing Ning Qing like this, the man opened a smile as gentle as water, looked at him with sparkling eyes, nodded slightly, and turned into a cloud of mist, disappearing into the hard bluestone slab under his feet without warning.

Ning Qing watched coldly as the man fled like a mouse, while the surrounding crowd didn't seem to have any reaction, only a few monks who passed by Ning Qing looked at him with some curiosity, and the others didn't seem to know what had just happened.

He did it on purpose.

Ning Qing clearly realized that the man's actions today were probably all to attract his attention, and even suspected that the strong man who had pushed him before was also in the same group as the man.

He didn't know if the man and the strong man had taken the opportunity to do something to him, and he didn't know what their ultimate purpose was in doing this, but he couldn't help but associate the matter with the ghost cultivation cave mansion outside Luyang City.

This may be wrong.

His eyes flashed slightly, Ning Qing was silent, and left Tianhe Eight Alleys with a calm appearance, only holding Ning Gouyu's hand tightly revealed his not calm mood at the moment.