Last night, Zilan knocked on his door and invited him to the auction. This surprised him very much, and he accepted it happily after being stunned.

After walking through more than a dozen bustling streets for nearly an hour, Zilan stopped.

Mu Zifeng raised his head, and a tall gatehouse towered in front of him, and the words "Tianfang Tower" were written on the gatehouse.

He learned from chatting all the way that this Tianfang Tower is the industry of the Tianfang Sect, the Tianfang Sect is mainly engaged in business, and there are Tianfang Towers in many cities in the Xuan Demon Continent, and everything related to cultivation is sold, from super magic treasures and top-level herbs to ordinary pills and low-level martial arts. It is said that the headquarters of the Heavenly Fang Sect has a ninth-order demon king in charge, so that ordinary small gangs and small factions do not dare to spread wild on the territory of the Heavenly Fang Tower.

Although there is no demon king in the Tianfang Tower of Mosa City, there are also two great demon masters Keqing, it is said that the young master of a sect has offended the Tianfang Tower, and within three days, the entire sect was razed to the ground, and since then, the Tianfang Tower has become a giant-like existence.

Therefore, in Mosa City, when it comes to Tianfang Tower, it is extremely fearful, and its hidden strength is probably not inferior to the four major factions of the Two Mountains and various other forces.

Even if the mountain masters and sect masters of the two mountains and the four major factions arrive at Tianfang Tower, they have to be polite. After all, cultivation resources are a must-have for monks of all sects and sects, although they can be obtained by themselves by chance, but after all, it is a rare existence, and ordinary monks, more of them still have to be obtained through auctions, once they offend Tianfang Tower, under the blockade of it, even the strong people of the Demon King rank can't bear it.

Therefore, for hundreds of years, it is not for nothing that people dare to make trouble in Tianfanglou, but there have been in history, and I am afraid that the artemisia grass on the grave is now half a person high.

Mu Zifeng was curious, and walked into the Tianfang Tower with Zilan.

As soon as I entered the hall, my vision suddenly opened up, with a huge space of tens of thousands of square meters, full of people, and the vegetable market was as lively as a vegetable market.

Looking up, the hall was surrounded by various cabinets and shelves, on which were densely packed with cultivation aids. The buzz came from bargaining, and judging from the way they dressed, these monks had everything, and the common feature was that their cultivation was obviously not high.

Mu Zifeng walked all the way, his eyes were not enough, and there was really something on the shelf.

The shelves are arranged in different areas, and in the pill area, there are Qi Storage Pills to improve cultivation, Yangyuan Pills to heal wounds, and Overlord Pills to train the body...... In the martial arts area, there are holy empty fist methods for physical training, sword techniques, sword techniques, and hammer techniques...... There are also all kinds of exercises that I don't know what the effect is, and the grade is also inferior; in the material area, there are low-level herbs such as starry sky bamboo, purple wing flowers and plants, as well as various refining materials, refined iron, stainless steel, and moro stone...... Abound.

"Wow, it's all good. Mu Zifeng opened his mouth like a pig.

"Hey, Tu Baozi!" Zi Lan looked at Mu Zifeng, who was almost drooling, and gave him a roll of her eyes helplessly: "The lower layer is the lowest level of things, if you want to get good things, you have to go up." As he spoke, the corners of his mouth furrowed upward.

"Well, I know. Although Mu Zifeng was tough on the lips, his old face began to blush faintly.

The two went up to the staircase on the second floor, but were blocked by a two-meter-tall man who stretched out his hand.

As soon as Mu Zifeng raised his eyebrows, he saw Zilan take out a spirit crystal bag containing a thousand magic crystals like a trick, and handed it to Dahan, who took it in his hand, swept it with his eyes, and then let go, Zilan stepped forward, and Mu Zifeng followed slowly.

"What kind of place is this, it costs five hundred magic crystals per person to enter the door, it's really dark!" Mu Zifeng muttered in a low voice, "The Holy Void Fist method for practicing the body only requires four hundred and fifty magic crystals." ”

"Okay, my rich man, who is also worth tens of millions, what is this little money? Zilan pursed her lips and said.

Although he got five million lower-grade magic crystals from the City Lord's Mansion and the Disha Gate Fan Yicheng, adding one piece to 10 million, plus the six people who seized them from Song Tianji and the "big guy" last night, the total was only about 11 million, he knew very well that this money was really a drop in the bucket for the things he wanted to buy, and he could save a little.

The five million magic crystals that were temporarily stored in Zi Lan's place before, after Mu Zifeng came back from the City Lord's Mansion, Zi Lan saw that he had a storage bag, so she returned it to him as it was.

"Turn back, I'll give you back the five hundred magic crystals. "Mu Zifeng is a person who never takes advantage of others, not to mention, the other party is still a girl.

"Who wants you to pay it back?" Zi Lan's little face was covered with a hint of gloom. "Then you help us introduce the eldest prince of the City Lord's Mansion to the Fuwei Dart Bureau, do I want to give you some benefits?"

"One yard is one yard, these two things are not related. Mu Zifeng was also speechless for a while.

"It's not all the same. Zilan glanced at him, her little face flushed a little with anger.

"Okay, okay, are you justified?"

"That's pretty much it!" Zilan chuckled. The beautiful face is like a blooming peony, which is very attractive.

Mu Zifeng's face turned red, and his eyes unconsciously moved elsewhere. After all, he was only sixteen years old and had never experienced a relationship between men and women, so he was a little at a loss when facing Zilan.

"Hmph, what can I still eat you?" Zilan saw Mu Zifeng look away, and stomped her feet in anger.

"No, I just...... See what's going to match you. Mu Zifeng didn't know why he said that.

"You still have a little conscience!" Zi Lan listened, her heart was very useful, and her tense little face couldn't help but smile again.

"Isn't this the kid of the human race, it's really a ghost!" With a taunt, more than a dozen monks walked up to Mu Zifeng with their heads held high and unscrupulously.

Mu Zifeng was stunned for a moment, looked up, and saw a figure covered in sass.

Who else can there be in Fan Yicheng, the young master of the Earth Demon Gate.

"Yo, who should I be, isn't this the master of Fan Shao's sect of the Earth Evil Sect, what's wrong, I sent the magic crystal to Ben Shao again. Mu Zifeng squinted his eyes and jokingly spoke, everyone turned their faces over, and he had no reason not to fight.

"You ......" Fan Yicheng's face turned from white to red, from red to purple.

"Xiaocheng, this is what you said about the Terran kid, and I don't see any difference. Another joking voice sounded, and I saw a man beside Fan Yicheng who was one meter eight tall, red-faced, and had five-colored magic pupils speaking to Fan Yicheng, but the pillars of light in his eyes were black, yellow, blue, red and blue, and the five colors of light firmly locked on Mu Zifeng.

"Back to the young master, it's this cheap thing. Hearing the latter's question, Fan Yicheng's attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn, he arched his back slightly, and humbly clenched his fists and saluted.

This made Mu Zifeng see Fan Yicheng's groveling servant appearance again, and he couldn't help but pout.

"Damn, another young master, when did the young master become so worthless?" Mu Zifeng turned his head to Zilan and said, but the latter listened, but there was no smile on his face.

"Shut up, you blind-eyed dog, you dare to count anyone. Fan Yicheng became ferocious, "Cao, you're done! Let me tell you, this is the young master of the Huangli faction, Lord Huangli Fanku, the future head of the Huangli faction." If you offend Lord Huang Li Fanku, you will offend the entire Huang Li faction, and if you offend the Huang Li faction, you will hide to the ends of the earth, hehe, you can't escape the pursuit and killing of the Huang Li faction!"

"Can you straighten your tongue before you speak!"

Mu Zifeng felt that Fan Yicheng's words were a little twisted, but he didn't take it to heart, there was something more in the Huang Li faction, at best, wasn't it the Demon King, as if no one had it, but when the afterglow of his eyes swept to Zilan, he found that her little face was pale and she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to apologize to Huang Li Fanku.

He hurriedly held Zilan's sweaty jade hand, and said loudly: "Ben Shaocai doesn't care what kind of Huangli faction or stupid pig faction you are, as long as you provoke Ben Shao, you will all be beaten into a stupid donkey faction." ”

"Papapa, what a stupid donkey faction, ambitious, I like it!" As soon as the words fell, a slender figure came to Mu Zifeng's face accompanied by everyone.

"Isn't this the young mountain lord of Qinglong Mountain, Wu Tiejian?"

"Isn't it, I heard that he just broke through to become a magician. ”

"Qinglong Mountain is much more than the Huangli faction, ranking first among the four major factions of the two mountains. ”

"I heard that Qinglong Mountain and the Huangli faction have been at odds with each other. ”

"It's a lot of fun. ”

Onlookers whispered.

"You ......" Huang Li Fanku's face was angry, the five-colored demon pupils were filled with killing intent, his fists were clenched, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

Mu Zifeng was like no one else, he directly ignored Huang Lifanku's anger, arched his hand at Wu Tiejian and said, "The Lord of Wu Shaoshan is invited." He obviously learned the identity of Wu Tiejian from everyone's discussions.

After all, at this time, to be able to stand up and speak for himself, no matter what his purpose is, Mu Zifeng should thank him, this is the least reason to behave.

Besides, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

"Mu Gongzi is invited," Wu Tiejian arched his hand, he slowly walked to Mu Zifeng, lowered his voice and said, "The thirteenth prince and I have had a two-sided relationship. A hint of cunning flashed in the five-colored demon pupils.

"I see. Mu Zifeng smiled at Wu Tiejian knowingly.

Seeing the intimate appearance of Wu Tiejian and Mu Zifeng, the faces of Huang Li Fanku and Fan Yicheng, including Yu Wenbai who was standing in the crowd behind, became very ugly.

The taste of being ignored is undoubtedly the most uncomfortable, especially for people who ignore themselves, they can be slapped to death with a slap, an ant-like existence.

At this moment, the young master of the Huang Li Sect, Huang Li Fanku, thought so.

Although it is not allowed to fight privately in Mosa City, especially in this heavenly square tower where masters gather. But Huang Lifanku, who was carried away by anger, couldn't care so much, he picked up his big right fist and smashed it at Mu Zifeng, blowing the muscles on the latter's face with the magic power released by the fist.

"Cut, isn't it the level of the early stage of the first-order magician, what capital is B!"

Mu Zifeng had an extra long sword in his hand, and the silver sword was shining with a cold glow.

"Let you pretend, I don't want you an arm today, and I will never finish it!"

The light slash is ready to go.

"Yo, the auction is about to start, which one are you singing?" With a coquettish sound, a petite and slender figure hurriedly ascended to the second floor surrounded by six powerful big men, and among the six big men, two of them turned out to be fifth-order great magicians.

Two great magicians appeared at once, obediently, the reputation of the first floor of this Demon City, the Tianfang Tower, is really not built.

Hearing this, Di Li Fanku and Mu Zifeng each took three steps back.

Mu Zifeng looked at the person who came, and saw that the person who came was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a cocked nose, phoenix eyes, a cherry mouth, a thin waist, white skin, and a melon seed face. The chest is magnificent, the long water-blue hair hangs straight down to the straight hips, and the eyes of a pair of five-colored magic pupils shine with a bluish light, deep, charming, and noble. It's just that her face is cold, and she looks like she is rejecting people from thousands of miles away.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be Miss Cen. Fan Yicheng gave full play to his slave nature at this time, nodded and came to the woman's side, and spoke softly.

"Fan Shao Sect Master, Huang Li Shao Sect Lord, Wu Shao Mountain Lord, this person is enough, right?" The woman's cold eyes swept over everyone, including Wu Tiejian, the young mountain master of Qinglong Mountain, and everyone stood up straight, as if they were being reviewed by the leader.

Yes, Miss Cen is the pearl of Cen Mu, the owner of Tianfanglou, and Cen Mu is the cousin of Cen Chunqiu, the head of the Tianfang faction, this relationship can be said to be very close.

With the help of this special relationship, Cen Mu can be said to be the same in this Demon Sa City. As Cen Mu's only daughter, if anyone can marry him, it is equivalent to marrying a huge pool of cultivation resources, and it is difficult to climb in strength.

Moreover, Miss Cen is a beautiful woman who can be counted within a radius of thousands of miles, not only does she look like a flower, but she is also a real ninth-order magician. If this is a double cultivation of yin and yang, that small day ...... Tsk, it's mouthwatering just to think about.

Therefore, whether it is Fan Yicheng, or Huang Li Fanku, Wu Tieqian, when they see Miss Cen, they try their best to pretend to be Sven, not to mention, there are two fifth-order great magicians behind her, which are at the same level as the head of the Earth Demon Sect.

"You are Mu Zi Feng Mou Gongzi who cured the Thirteenth Prince, you are really a talent. Cen Qin's beautiful eyes swept over Mu Zifeng and said lightly.

"Thank you, it's just not talented, the eldest lady praised it falsely. Mu Zifeng clenched his fists and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant.

Although Cen Qin is beautiful, he has something to do with him, he will never grovel for a woman, face and lining are earned by his own ability, relying on a woman to take the position, others may do it, but he Mu Zifeng will definitely not be able to do it.

This is also the foundation of his life, and it is also where his arrogance lies.

Cen Qin, who has always been very satisfied with her charm and background, frowned slightly when she saw Mu Zifeng behaving like this in front of her.

"The auction inside is about to start, are you going to waste your time here?" she began.

The two archmages stared at the cold and cold eyes, and glanced at everyone present, the five-colored demon pupils seemed to be about to explode at any time. Strands of cold air and killing intent permeated from the two of them.

Goosebumps immediately spread all over the body.

Mu Zifeng knew that that murderous aura was only found in people who had experienced the sea of corpses and blood and crawled out of the pile of dead people. He looked at the two of them in awe.

"Hmph! will hide behind the woman!" Di Lifan stomped his foot hatefully, stared at Mu Zifeng deadly, and stepped into the auction hall.

Fan Yicheng and the others also glanced at Mu Zifeng and entered the auction hall one after another.

Wu Tiejian patted Mu Zifeng's shoulder, didn't speak, and walked in.

"Is the auction about to start?" Mu Zifeng's heart was beating a little faster, and he was also a little expectant.