Stretched out his hand to open the cover, countless dense characters were displayed in it, not a word was known to Wu Zihao, but this did not affect the evaluation of this boxing scripture.

A strong masculinity came to his face, and there was a will in this font, an unyielding idea of resistance, and a scorching fire escaping from between the lines, but in just a few breaths, Wu Zihao had an urge to close the book.

"The thoughts between the lines are so powerful, with the power of my divine soul, there is a feeling of stagnation of the divine soul, and even the thoughts seem to slow down, if you forcibly watch it, won't the divine soul be traumatized?"

Wu Zihao's heart was shocked, a few breaths of time had made him feel as if he was in the volcano in the center of the earth, not only his soul was tormented, but even his physical body had an unbearable pressure, and the urge to close the book became stronger and stronger.

Just when every piece of flesh and blood in his body trembled, Wu Zihao hurriedly closed the fist sutra, and then his soul was shocked, and he regained his previous sense of ease and sharpness, and the whole person was much refreshed.

"Huh, good things, no wonder the holder will take it out and sell it, if it is replaced by an ordinary spiritual monk to watch, with the fragile body of the human race, it is really going to collapse, but I think this is not enough for people to take it out and sell, people who are interested in such things should be confident that they can use it, so this seller seems to be very impure!"

Countless thoughts swirled in Wu Zihao's mind, with his understanding of the cultivation world, he had thoroughly grasped the minds of these people, and none of them were not considered for themselves, and there were many people who had a knife behind their backs.

A hint of disdain appeared on his face, and he immediately bagged this Wildfire Fist Sutra, in terms of his strength, I am afraid that only the great cultivators of the Peep Dao period could really kill him.

The auction behind is still hot, but Danzong's Tianyuan Dan is the hottest thing, and there are constantly people vying for it, and the price of the most reluctant has even soared to the huge astronomical figure of 500,000 high-grade spirit stones.

"Tianyuan Dan, Danzong's Zhenshan Divine Pill, ordinary people can take one pill that is worth a hundred years of cultivation of monks, and has a very strong power to condense the divine soul, there are unimaginable benefits for those who cross the tribulation, I am afraid that the success rate of the tribulation will increase by three percent!"

Looking at the specific explanation in the crystal plate, Wu Zihao was also deeply impressed by these sects, even such a elixir can be refined, if you get one hundred and eighty pills of Tianyuan Pill, I am afraid that it will not take a few years to cultivate a large number of monks.

It's a pity, at such a price, Wu Zihao can only sigh, if he is given ten or eight years of accumulation, he may still be able to bid, but he also feels that this Tianyuan Dan is not beneficial.

The whole day's auction ended in a state of unfinished business, hundreds of treasures were bought, and millions of high-grade spirit stones were traded, such a huge number was enough to make any sect crazy.

"Childe let's go, tomorrow at noon, the auction will continue, and we will leave this small compartment for Childe!"

The woman of the Qizong was very obedient and sent Wu Zihao to the door of the hall.

Wu Zihao nodded slightly, raised his hand and took out a hundred high-grade spirit stones from the brocade bag, mobilized the power of golden thunder in the eyes of everyone, and smelted these hundred high-grade spirit stones, and turned them into a small piece of emerald green liquid at the most, and actually quenched out all the impurities in it, and kneaded it into a small jade pendant-like object at the end.

"This thing should be your reward, I have sealed this spiritual power in it, and it has a power of thunder, which is enough to kill the monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and the spiritual power will not dissipate within a hundred years, if you encounter danger, it can save your life!"

Countless golden thunderbolts melted into the jade pendant along Wu Zihao's fingertips, flashing a trace of electric arc from time to time, reflecting the emerald green jade pendant to be quite exquisite, and the spiritual power flowed, forming several prohibitions, and it was refined into a simple talisman magic weapon.

Before he got the method of refining the puppet shadow gate, the jade slips and the like made did not have such a great effect, and he couldn't do the ability to complete a jade pendant with a snap of his fingers, but now this thing is not difficult for Wu Zihao, but because of the strength of Xuan Lei, it is enough to kill a mid-Yuan Infant monk.

Fortunately, the monks in the hall have basically gone, otherwise they would definitely be frightened by the ability of Wu Zihao's hand refining weapon, which shows how terrifying the potential of controlling the power of thunder is.

The female disciple of the Instrument Sect hurriedly took the jade pendant in surprise, knelt directly on the ground, and kept thanking her, such a treasure is a priceless treasure for her, the cultivation world is not like the secular world, there is almost no concern about fighting with people, and if she is not careful, she will lose her life, and it is definitely great luck to be able to get such a talisman with her strength in the Jindan period.

Wu Zihao didn't say much, he left with ten fox women, and now the auction is temporarily over, and the shop business outside is lively again, after all, there are still few rich people, and there are still many barterers here.

"Daoyou stopped, the old man Sword Sect cut his thoughts, and wanted to chat with Xiaoyou, I don't know if it is okay?"

Wu Zihao, who was wandering blindly with ten fox women, moved his mind, and dozens of monks had been surrounded by him, and an old man who spoke even claimed to be the Sword Sect, which shocked Wu Zihao's heart, and seemed to think of an extremely bad thing.

"The kid doesn't seem to know the seniors, if the seniors look for someone and it seems that they are looking for the wrong one, the kid's master still has some things to deal with, I'm afraid I can't delay, and I ask the seniors to forgive me!"

Wu Zihao didn't talk nonsense, as soon as he said it smoothly, he was about to rush out of the crowd and break through to the periphery, and he still scolded his carelessness in his heart, this hundred trading conferences, although the Sword Sect is a second-level sect, it is not an unpopular existence like the Puppet Shadow Gate, so he naturally has to participate.

"This Sword Sect is also yes, I'm afraid it's not less than 10,000 miles away from this Xuanbing Sect, and I rushed over to participate in something, it's better to meditate on the Sword Dao at home!" muttered in his heart, Wu Zihao didn't dare to cause more trouble, it was not wise to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Alas, don't worry, little friend, the old man is just a few words, he won't bother you for long, and he won't delay your affairs!"

The body of the old man named Chopping Nian of the Sword Sect shook, and in an instant, he blocked Wu Zihao's way, and suddenly released a sword qi from his body, condensed within a range of several meters, forcing Wu Zihao not to continue to advance.

Wu Zihao frowned, he had already heard something from the name of this slashing thought, this person is probably the same generation as the slashing heart, he killed the slashing heart and Xuan Tianlong that day, but became a troubled aftermath today, and it is very likely that his face was recognized.

"What do you mean by this, senior, why do you repeatedly block the way of the kid, although the Sword Sect is strong, it can't bully me and other small sects like this!"

Wu Zihao's voice immediately raised, causing the monks around him to look sideways, looking for the source of this trouble, and seeing that everyone had the trouble with the excitement, even the monks were no exception.

The people around him turned their eyes, and his face was also red, after all, it would indeed make people laugh at dealing with a junior with his strength, but he couldn't help but stop Wu Zihao, because among the disciples who came with him this time, someone recognized his appearance in the auction hall of the Instrument Sect, this matter is not a trivial matter, the death of the heart last time has caused a lot of sensation, and this investigation has been done for half a year, but there is no news, and the face of the Sword Sect has been slammed fiercely.

"Don't talk nonsense, kid, when did my Sword Sect bully the small, it's just that you and my disciples recognized that you were the one who killed my junior brother and cut off the heart, so I stopped you to testify, you don't have to know what to do, otherwise the old man doesn't mind bullying the small!"

Chopping Nian's face sank, this is a matter related to the face of the Sword Sect, and the death of a monk in the Transformation Stage for no reason is even more impactful, and he has to take it seriously.

"Boy, you still don't admit it, when you kill my Uncle Xuantianlong, we are all present, fortunately we escaped quickly, so we were not all killed by you, today my Sword Sect elders are here, see how long you can be arrogant!"

A disciple of the Sword Sect walked out of the crowd and pointed at Wu Zihao with an angry face, obviously having the idea of slashing as a backer and having a lot of courage.

"Ah, the Sword Sect's heart slash was killed by this kid?"

"Impossible, how does this kid think that he is a little monk in the Jindan period, how can he kill a sword idiot, others don't know the Dao, but I know the power of the Nine Extremes Sword Dao of the Dao, even if it is a fight against the monk in the middle stage of the Upper Soul Transformation Period, if you want to kill him, then at least it must be a great monk in the late stage of the Transformation Spirit!"

"Hey, people can't look good, I don't know how many people in my cultivation world have been killed because of their carelessness against the enemy, and their souls have been destroyed, maybe this kid really has that ability!"

"No matter how capable you are, it's impossible to kill the monk of the Transformation Period!"

"It's possible, unless you have some great magic weapon on your body, so that you have a chance to kill the monk of the Spirit Transformation Period!"

"If there is such a magic weapon, then it will be repaid, wouldn't it be against the sky!"

"Then according to what you say, the Divine Sect's Nine-Story Demon Suppression Tower is against the sky? The Xuanbing Sect's Huangquan Sealing Divine Scepter is also against the sky? Lonely and unheard, there are many powerful treasures in this world, but they haven't been discovered!"

"I think too, this kid must have a heavy treasure on him, otherwise how can he kill that guy who slashes his heart!"

"Isn't that kind of treasure a legendary immortal weapon!"

"This kid has a fairy weapon on his body, this fight will be lively, hurry up and get out of the way, don't hurt the pond fish!"

However, in just a few tens of seconds, the crowd in this trading conference was mobilized, and they even did not hesitate to fly into the air, surrounding Wu Zihao and others, and from the time Wu Zihao killed his heart, it has directly become a rumor that Wu Zihao has an immortal weapon.

The greater the movement, the more unsteady the heart becomes, what kind of master does a kid with immortal weapons need to support, his Sword Sect is just a second-level sect, barely compared with the first-level sect, but if he offends any hidden powerful sect, it will be troublesome.

"Noise, is it possible that the rules of these hundred trading conferences do not have to be followed? Could it be that my Xuanbing Sect no longer has any prestige, so you don't have to give me the face of the Xuanbing Sect like this?"

When Wu Zihao and Qi Nian were silent, and the people around them were arguing, a reprimand sounded, and it swept within a thousand kilometers like a cold current, and even those Yuanying monks in mid-air were pale, and it was difficult to continue to maintain stability, and they fell directly.