19. Chapter 19: The Man in Red

Ten low-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for one medium-grade spirit stone, and ten medium-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for one high-grade spirit stone. These 1,000 high-grade spirit stones are 100,000 lower-grade spirit stones!

Many immortal cultivators and sects may not be able to accumulate so many spirit stones even if it takes three or five years.

The price of this long whip has been raised too high, not to mention that the power behind the person who can afford so many spirit stones must not be underestimated. There was silence in the venue, and no one else spoke out to compete with Shen Hanfeng.

It took Sai Jinhua a long time before he realized that he was awake from the shock.

"One thousand high-grade spirit stones at a time!"

"One thousand high-grade spirit stones twice!"

"One thousand high-grade spirit stones three times!"

"Congratulations to the distinguished guests of 'Spring and White Snow' for getting this treasure." Sai Jinhua said excitedly, this is probably the most expensive magic weapon ever sold in the history of the Duobao Club, no matter what the next auction is, this Duobao Club is a memorable auction for her!

"Master, isn't it too expensive?" Zhuo Junchen frowned and asked.

Other people in the room: "......" is not just "some" more expensive?

Shen Hanfeng said: "Since you like it, why don't you."

Shen Hanfeng was still the same inconspicuous appearance, but Zhuo Junchen's heart was hot.

The other people in the private room looked at them with envy in their eyes, even Mu Zisu was no exception.

Shen Suxue looked at the scene of the deep love between master and apprentice in front of her, and couldn't help biting her lower lip, with forbearance in her eyes. Since Shen Hanfeng suddenly appeared, the three brothers and sisters of the Shen family have been very silent, Shen Suxue glanced at her brother's jealous eyes, and her heart was even more distressed. Her brother's talent is similar to Shen Suyu's, and he is the two most outstanding among the nephews of the Shen family's generation, but because her brother is not from a big house, Shen Hansong has beaten him openly and secretly many times over the years. Every time he uses limited resources and other reasons, he holds Shen Suyu alone.

"It seems that Shen Xianjun is doing well in the Immortal Sect, but he is so generous to an outsider, but he doesn't care about his own children and nephews at all." The girl's heart was straightforward, but she couldn't help but say it.

Shen Hanfeng seemed to notice her for the first time, looking at her with a cold gaze, and the first glance always fell on the fatal place. He carried the coercion of a high-level cultivator, which made Shen Suxue tremble, and her heart began to tremble.

Zhuo Junchen's brows furrowed deeply, and he opened his mouth one step ahead of his master and scolded: "How do you know that my master has not favored the Shen family at all? Even if you really haven't been favored, that's my master's business, how can I let you put your beak away! ”

Mu Zisu smiled faintly: "This tutor of the Shen family is really eye-opening." "Shen Hanfeng entered the Immortal Gate when he was a child, and Mu Zisu eliminated his uncle early. But after all, he is Shen Suxue's ancestor, and such words really shouldn't come out of the mouth of a junior.

The expressions of the three brothers and sisters of the Shen family froze, and Shen Suxue said nonsense and then regretted it. Shen Sushuang got up and apologized for her sister: "Xianjun forgive me, my sister is stubborn, and she doesn't have a sense of proportion in her speech, and I hope that Xianjun Haihan." As he spoke, he felt Shen Hanfeng's knife-like eyes, and cold sweat couldn't help but ooze from his back.

Shen Hanfeng said: "It is precisely because of the young age that strict discipline is needed. It was exactly the same tone as the tone that Zhuo Junchen had taught several clan brothers in the morning.

Shen Sushuang was shocked, and Shen Subing hurriedly left their seats and knelt down, and apologized more sincerely for Shen Suxue: "After going back, Sushuang will definitely discipline her strictly, and I hope that Xianjun will raise his noble hand." ”

Shen Hanfeng pursed his lips and didn't speak again, just got up and walked to the door. Seeing this, Zhuo Junchen followed, opened the door for Shizun, and prepared to leave with him. When Mu Zisu was about to get up, he was stopped by Shen Hanfeng: "The magic weapon beckons, I will go with Ah Chen first, and you will go out later." Mu Zisu was extremely discerning, since Uncle Shi didn't call him, it was naturally difficult for him to follow.

In the deepest part of the Duobao Club venue, there is a Duobao grid that stores the treasures that have been photographed, and can only be taken out with the registered Duobao Order as a key.

Before Shen Hanfeng came out, he had already brought out the Duobao Order, and the steward who was guarding in front of the Duobao Pavilion paid off the spirit stones, and the two of them got the long whip smoothly. Shen Hanfeng didn't rush to hand over this long whip to Zhuo Junchen, but first said to the steward: "Arrange a room for us to test the magic weapon." ”

The steward responded and hurriedly led the way for the two. Guests who have purchased ritual artifacts can use the venue provided by Duobao Building to test their power free of charge, and will not be disturbed by the prying eyes of others.

Perhaps because they spent a lot of money, the room provided by Duobaolou for them was extremely spacious, surrounded by gray stone walls, and the stone walls blessed with spiritual power and magic circles were extremely tough and would not be damaged.

After the steward had sent them there, he withdrew silently. Shen Hanfeng swept through with his spiritual sense, and added another prohibition in the room, and then handed over the long whip that was included in the Qiankun bag to Zhuo Junchen.

Zhuo Junchen looked at the pitch-black long whip in his hand, and a sense of nostalgia arose in his heart, and he was stunned.

Shen Hanfeng noticed the strangeness of his apprentice, frowned and asked, "What?" ”

Zhuo Junchen came back to his senses, and quickly shook his head, after waving away this familiarity, he wanted to try the flexibility of this whip, but his left hand just clenched the whip body, and his palm tingled.

He spread out his palm and saw that there was an inch-long blood mark on the palm of his palm, but there was no extra blood flowing out, as if it had been sucked away by something.

The back of his hand was cold, Zhuo Junchen's left hand was held by Shizun's hand, and the blood stains on his palm made Shen Hanfeng frown.

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with this whip." Shen Hanfeng said in a low voice, quite annoyed in his heart, he was too negligent, he didn't expect that the things that Duobao would sell would be tampered with.

Zhuo Junchen didn't think much about it and asked, "Isn't that a waste of the master's spirit stone?" ”

Shen Hanfeng glanced up at him, and for the first time there was anger in his eyes: "Still thinking about external objects now?" Do you know what I'm worried about! ”

Zhuo Junchen was stunned, obviously he was scolded by his master, but the feeling of being brushed by feathers in his heart came up again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but want to bend up.

"Master, don't worry too much, the wound on your hand is fine." Zhuo Junchen softly comforted his master, and he didn't know where he got his conviction. The wound on his hand was not painful, but after the scratch, he was more related to the long whip in his hand.

The palm moved slightly, and the black long whip actually emitted a shallow light, and the master and apprentice did not make a sound, watching the changes in the long whip intently. The ink-dyed black color seems to be washed by invisible water. After the black faded, the silver-gray whip body was revealed, and a faint layer of blood light could be seen between the flow of treasure light.

Zhuo Junchen had never encountered such a scene, and subconsciously raised his head to ask his master.

Shen Hanfeng said, "You release your spiritual sense and see if you can communicate with the long whip."

Zhuo Junchen responded, the spiritual consciousness in the foundation building period is not very condensed, but it can already release some of it outside the body. As soon as the spiritual sense touched the long whip, Zhuo Junchen noticed that the palm of his hand was light, and the long whip in his hand was gone. At the same time, Zhuo Junchen felt that there was something more in his dantian.

Shen Hanfeng's expression was quite solemn, and even his breath changed slightly.

"I'm afraid this long whip is not just a magic weapon." Shen Hanfeng said.

Zhuo Junchen felt the long whip and the aura around him that was spontaneously stored in the dantian: "I don't know why, this long whip always has a feeling that makes me feel familiar."

Shen Hanfeng's expression changed for a while and said, "Since you don't feel uncomfortable, don't use this long whip yet." When we return to Xianmen, I'll take you to Wanqi Peak to see. ”

The peak master of Wanqi Peak is a master of refining, and in terms of seniority, Shen Hanfeng still needs to call him uncle.

Zhuo Junchen naturally had no objections.

There is no way to take this long whip, Shen Hanfeng is afraid that something will happen with this long whip, so he naturally no longer let Zhuo Junchen try the whip. Without much delay, the two of them went out of Duobao Building together.

Outside the Duobao Building, it was the time when the scorching sun was at its head. Shen Hanfeng looked at the sky, didn't explain anything to Zhuo Junchen, and only said, "Come with me."

The street is wide, and although Shen Hanfeng has restrained his breath, he can't hide his graceful bearing. Zhuo Junchen followed behind him, and his gaze unconsciously became gentle as he looked at Shizun's back.

The two walked all the way, Shen Hanfeng walked through the streets and alleys, and the pedestrians around him gradually became scarce.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Zhuo Junchen was puzzled. At this time, they had already walked into a narrow alley, and Zhuo Junchen saw that there was a bluestone accumulation at the end of the alley, which was a dead end.

Shen Hanfeng turned around, stretched out his hand to protect Zhuo Junchen behind him, and only said, "How long will it take to keep up?" You might as well come out for a while. ”

Zhuo Junchen was taken aback, what did the master mean, could it be that someone was following them. The next moment, his palm was wet, and his cultivation was not bad, so this follower who perfectly covered his breath was also the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan, at least in the middle of Jindan-he could make the master show a look of jealousy, and this person's cultivation should be even more profound.

No one answered, and the alley was empty and slightly dark, only the master and apprentice.

Shen Hanfeng didn't show any carelessness, the frost was already out of the sheath, and the silver-white sword body was surrounded by a layer of ice blue aura.

Suddenly, there was the sound of water dripping in the silent dark alley, and one after another continued to surround between the narrow alleys. Shen Hanfeng twisted his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to grab Zhuo Junchen's waist, and took Zhuo Junchen to the low wall blocked behind him.

On the originally blue-gray flat ground, a pitch-black and sticky liquid gushed up, and the ground instantly turned into a pitch-black swamp. And in this mire, from time to time, black and thin hands reached out, stretching out to bring anything they touched into this quagmire.

Out of nowhere, there was a string of laughter, the laughter was crisp with a hint of charm, Zhuo Junchen frowned and listened carefully, it was the same as the female voice who was bidding with the master today!

The walls on both sides were built extremely high, and a thin red figure appeared in the shadow of the narrow alley, the voice laughing, but the words carried a hint of coldness and warning: "Hand over the Nether Whip!" In that case, maybe I can leave you with a whole corpse. ”