Later, Zhao Sheng walked into the living room and met Zhou Yingze.

After the two exchanged polite words, Zhou Yingze took the lead in getting to the point and asked, "Zhao Daoyou, why did you come here today?"

Zhao Sheng first looked at Zhou Yingze.

Zhou Yingze looks dignified, with a pair of molten gold red eyes, which makes him not angry and arrogant. Coupled with the high and profound cultivation of the foundation building and the Great Perfection, the whole person looks like he is on the edge of the abyss, unfathomable.

Although Zhao Sheng has an enmity with the Zhou family, he also has to secretly praise: "This person is worthy of being the existence of the world in charge, and he is quite heroic."

Zhao Sheng arched his hand and said: "Brother Zhou, Zhao is here to bid farewell to Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Yingze's eyes froze, "Huh? Why did Zhao Daoyou say this? Could it be that there is something in my Zhou family that can't stand you? ”

Zhao Sheng smiled and waved his hand, "Brother Zhou misunderstood!" The Zhou family treated me like a VIP, and Zhao was deeply moved. I am not here to resign from my position as a guest secretary, but to return to my hometown to visit my old friends. It won't be long, it will be back in a year or two at most. ”

Zhou Yingze was relieved, and said with a smile: "I see, so Zhou can rest assured."

When you leave for your hometown, Zhou will definitely give you a generous gift! ”

Zhao Sheng immediately excused himself and said, "No! Brother Zhou's heart, Zhao Mou's heart understood! But the Zhou family has already given the spirit in the lower part of the family is rich enough, and there is no need to add more, otherwise it will be difficult to feel at ease in the lower heart. ”

Zhou Yingze insisted on giving it, but Zhao Sheng repeatedly refused.

A few rounds later, Zhou Yingze saw Zhao Sheng's sincere attitude, and was very satisfied with the other party's statement, so he no longer insisted.

After the two chatted for a while, Zhao Sheng offered to leave, and Zhou Yingze was busy with everything, so he didn't keep it.

A moment later, Zhou Yingze personally sent Zhao Sheng to the door, and after watching him fly away, he returned to the mansion.

Three days later, Zhao Sheng said goodbye to Zhou Zhongyu and others, and then drove the cloud boat out of Zhou City.

After crossing the border of Hongyangzhou, Yunzhou made a steep bend, crossed the wind and sand, and flew to the southeast with difficulty.

That's where Yongjing is!

……

Yongjing, Wanbaofang.

Wanbao Auction House is very large-scale, with many buildings, occupying most of Wanbaofang, and there are nearly 100 registration stores that are responsible for receiving immortal cultivators to send auctions, forming a Jibao Street.

Jibao Street has a large daily flow of people, and people come and go on the street, and people in the storefronts on the street are coming and going, which is very busy.

When he came to Jibao Street, Zhao Sheng found a store with the most luxurious decoration and walked in.

When he entered the store, a clever guy immediately ran up and said with a smile: "This senior, do you have a treasure to send to auction?"

Zhao Sheng snorted and said, "Well, I'm going to send a spiritual weapon!" Find me a second-order treasure connoisseur. ”

At Wanbao Auction House, there are treasure connoisseurs who are responsible for identifying the authenticity of treasures and estimating prices.

According to the value of the treasure, the treasure connoisseurs are divided into several ranks.

The second-order treasure connoisseur corresponds to the second-order treasures, such as the second-order elixir, true runes, spiritual weapons, magic circles, and so on.

As soon as he heard that it was a spiritual weapon, the little guy didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly led Zhao Sheng into the backyard and came to an elegant room.

Behind the table due north of the room, sat an old man with strong spirits and sharp eyes.

After the little guy stepped forward to explain the situation and retreated, the old man's eyes flashed, he looked at Zhao Sheng who was sitting down, and asked, "Senior, can the spirit weapon you sent to the little old man pass by?"

Zhao Sheng nodded, took out a small black seal from the storage bag, and put it on the table.

Xiao Yueyin is a low-grade spiritual weapon, since Zhao Sheng was promoted to the late stage of foundation building, this thing is no longer very handy.

Zhao Sheng came back to Wanbaofang this time, not only to use Xiao Yueyin as a prop, but also to sell it by the way.

Someone might have guessed it.

The main purpose of Zhao Sheng's coming here today is not to send treasures, but to "appear".

In order to attract the attention of some people, he deliberately changed back to the outfit and appearance of two years ago.

After a while, the treasure connoisseur confirmed the grade and integrity of Xiao Yueyin, and gave an estimated price by the way.

Zhao Sheng nodded indifferently and agreed to send Xiao Yueyin to the auction.

After the two agreed on some details of the auction, Zhao Sheng came out of the store.

Then he did not stay here for long, and soon left from Jibao Street.

In the next day, Zhao Sheng appeared at an auction somewhere and auctioned off most of the lots, making a lot of limelight on the spot.

Two days later, he appeared on Jibao Street again, entered and exited several stores one after another, and sent three or four treasures.

Five days later, the auction of a certain talisman ended, and Zhao Sheng walked out of the venue.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly snorted, his body froze, and he suddenly stopped on the spot.

Zhao Sheng's heart was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw a bald old man smoking a cigarette bag and pot more than a dozen steps away, looking at him with a smile.

Feeling that the spiritual power in his body was suppressed by a majestic force, Zhao Sheng was not afraid of anti-joy, and said secretly: "It's not slow!"

Although he is "self-defeating", he still has to act where he should act.

Zhao Sheng looked frightened, looked at the strange Jindan real person, and forced himself to calm down: "The real person sees it, the junior and the real person have never met, I don't know if the junior has offended you?"

The bald old man smoked a few puffs of cigarettes, and after spitting out a purple smoke ring, he said with a pale face: "You haven't offended the old man!" Someone wants to see you, though. It's just that I'm afraid that you'll run away, so I asked the old man to come out. Did you go voluntarily? Or was it beaten half to death and then went? ”

Zhao Sheng couldn't smile bitterly after hearing this, and immediately nodded with a sense of current affairs, "The younger generation is going with the real person!" ”

"Well, you're good! Let's go. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Sheng felt that his body was light, the wind was whistling in his ears, and his sight was full of purple smoke.

After a while, when the smoke cleared in front of Zhao Sheng and saw the outside scene, he was in high spirits, and he was very familiar with the building in front of him, which was the black ice platform of the Five Soldiers Workshop.

A moment later, Zhao Sheng was taken to a dark and sealed underground secret room, where no light of day was seen.

At this time, an ordinary middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance who could not be found in the crowd for a moment was in the secret room.

Looking at the middle-aged man in a dark costume, the corners of Zhao Sheng's eyes couldn't help twitching slightly, the murderous weight of this person was only seen in his life, and more importantly, this person turned out to be a real Jindan real person.

Because the void behind this person is an absolute darkness from which even the light cannot escape.

And in this darkness, dense blood-colored eyes were "born",

These bloody eyes were the size of glass beads, all staring at him, and countless eyes contained naked killing intent.

Just when Zhao Sheng was shrouded in infinite killing intent and his body instinctively trembled slightly, the middle-aged man spoke: "Name?"

There were only two words, but in Zhao Sheng's ears, it was like a thunderbolt robbing a sword, and like a golden iron horse, and the rich smell of blood emanated from his voice.

In an instant, the pair of bloody eyes in that golden pill vision were full of light, and an unknown horror suddenly befell him.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng instinctively realized that he must not lie in front of this person.

"Zhao Zhiqin!"