When Jiu Mengzi first came to the street, he noticed that something was wrong.

On this street, both men and women, young and old, are discussing the same thing - the new owner of Nantang, auctioning Nantang's property on the street!

"What a madman!" Jiu Mengzi scolded fiercely, and ran down the street with a rolling belt.

A vacant lot at the end of the street was already full of people, and everyone was talking about it, all curious about this new form called "auction".

Jiu Mengzi sweated profusely and stood on tiptoe to look into the crowd, and sure enough, he saw Ye Feng's figure in the center of the crowd.

"The next lot is the right to use the side house of the South Hall of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect for fifty years! The starting price is 100 taels of silver! A single price increase cannot be less than ten taels of silver! Don't miss the opportunity, lose it again! ”

Ye Feng jumped and jumped in the crowd, and a few new nouns popped out of his mouth from time to time, like a clown.

"That's 50 years of use! This means that you can live in the most prosperous South Hall of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect for fifty years! You must know that the Purple Cloud Sword Sect is the number one martial arts cultivation school in Yangning Kingdom! It's a school district room! Fifty years is enough time for one person to cultivate to the Middle Third Realm! ”

Under Ye Feng's constant flickering, everyone slowly accepted this activity called auction. Some wealthy businessmen in the crowd who are not bad for money are eager to try it and follow the price.

Anyway, they are also going to send their children to the Purple Cloud Sword Sect to practice martial arts, instead of living in the dormitory, it is better to have a single room!

"I'll give one hundred and fifty taels!"

"I'll add fifty taels!"

"I'll add fifty taels too!"

At this moment, Ye Feng raised his eyes slightly, the expression on his face became more and more fanatical, and he said loudly: "This eldest brother has one hundred and sixty taels!" I wish the eldest brother a day every year, a year and a day, enter the cave room every day, and be a groom every night! ”

"One hundred and sixty two once! Has anyone else increased the price? ”

"One hundred and sixty taels! Twice! ”

"One hundred and sixty taels! Three ......"

"I'll give five hundred taels!"

Ye Feng hurriedly raised the wooden hammer in his hand, his eyes swept over the crowd, looking for the wronged head of the person who was stupid and had a lot of money: "Which big guy came out with five hundred taels?!" ”

"Me! I'll give five hundred taels! It took a lot of effort for Jiu Mengzi to finally squeeze into the crowd before Ye Feng dropped the hammer.

"Where did the drunkard come from, what kind of fun?"

"Stinky to death!"

"Hurry up and get the money to buy wine, what house to buy?"

There were constant voices of disgust in the crowd, but Jiu Mengzi didn't care at all, until he came to the front row of the crowd.

"I'll give five hundred taels!"

Ye Feng looked leisurely, smiled, walked in front of Jiu Mengzi, and said, "Do you really give five hundred taels?" ”

Jiu Mengzi's eyes widened, he looked Ye Feng up and down, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Really!" ”

Ye Feng didn't care, and let Jiu Mengzi's murderous eyes sweep over him over and over again, and spread his hands: "Pay the money first." ”

Jiu Mengzi didn't squint, put his hand into the collar, and somehow took out a five hundred taels of silver ticket with body temperature.

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Purple Cloud Sword Sect, South Hall, Cangfang.

Ye Feng and Jiu Mengzi sat opposite each other, and no one spoke first.

I don't know if Ye Feng's calm attitude is pretended, anyway, the angry appearance of Jiu Mengzi on the other side is born from the heart.

After a while, Jiu Mengzi suddenly asked, "When did you start knowing my identity?" ”

"As the youngest Sword Sect in the history of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, your reputation is much greater than you imagined. Therefore, it is not difficult to get the identity information of the Sword Sect. Ye Feng smiled.

Jiu Mengzi, or at this time, he should be called Yin Xingqiu, the Sword Sect of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect.

But Ye Feng still likes to call him Jiumengzi.

After hearing Ye Feng's words, the Sword Sect's eyes that had been full of drunkenness all day became extremely shrewd at this moment, and he had to look at the guy in front of him again: "Even if I am famous, not everyone can know about me." It seems that you are not as stupid as they say, but much smarter. ”

Ye Feng shrugged: "No way, I don't know who to provoke, anyway, many people want my life." I can only seek a way to survive, such as coming to the Purple Cloud Sword Sect to save my life. ”

"Relying on Qiuyue Tower to find out information, relying on the Purple Cloud Sword Sect to hide cultivation, is really a wishful thinking." Jian Zongyun said lightly, opened the wine gourd, raised his head sharply, and took a big sip.

In the dilapidated barn, two people who don't know each other sit opposite each other, holding each other's lifeblood more or less in their hands.

This is an invisible negotiation, both of which have a clear purpose and the capital to sit down and talk to the other party.

Ye Feng said: "The Sword Sect still drinks less bars, and lives with a mask for a long time, the mask will grow on the face, and you won't be able to take it off if you want to take it off in the future." ”

The Sword Sect had to admit that the young man in front of him was a smart person, but it was a trouble for the Purple Cloud Sword Sect. The best thing to do is to let him leave on his own initiative.

This is indeed a wonderful way, and the three hall masters do the same. If the Sword Sect himself was present, he would have arranged it the same.

The Sword Sect slowly put down the wine gourd, pretending not to care, and said quietly: "I can feel that there is an inexhaustible powerful force in your body. But you don't have the power to fully harness it right now, and you can only use one in ten million. ”

Ye Feng's face changed with the change in the Sword Sect's complexion, and he said softly, "I know what you're worried about, after all, before me, countless shadow guards and Nine Star Divisions have come. But what I want to tell you is that I'm not like them. ”

The Sword Sect shook his head: "Although you have different identities, you all have the same purpose. ”

Ye Feng took a deep breath, looked at the guy in front of him who was soft and hard, didn't eat oil and salt, and took the initiative to pierce this layer of window paper: "You want to keep the inheritance of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, I want to live here, let's make a deal." ”