Early the next morning, Zhou Yifeng instructed a few girls, and gave Xiao Qingwen a reassuring look, and under their gaze, she turned around and left the hotel and rushed to the airport. Because the time was relatively tight this time, Zhou Yifeng did not choose the train again, but chose the plane with a short time.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhou Yifeng and Wang Mingyu were already sitting in the office of the Wumeng Liaison Office.

It is said to be a liaison office, but it is actually a set of courtyard houses, there is no listing, and there is no obvious sign at the door, and there is no difference from some ordinary courtyard houses in the capital: blue bricks and black tiles, a big locust tree in the courtyard for many years, a huge canopy covers half of the courtyard, a stone table under the tree, and several stone drums are distributed around, exuding a simple charm.

If Wang Mingyu hadn't told the taxi driver the location, Zhou Yifeng would never have thought that the liaison office of the Wumeng would be in this place. Thinking of the children playing in the alley just now, and the old man basking in the sun against the wall, Zhou Yifeng couldn't help but think of a sentence: hidden in the city.

Sitting on the old-fashioned rattan chair, taking the hot tea handed over by Wang Mingyu, Zhou Yifeng took a sip, felt the aroma of the tea soaked between the tongue and teeth, and said:

"Director Wang, your Martial Alliance Liaison Office is really quiet and secret!"

Wang Mingyu smiled:

"Instructor Zhou doesn't know, martial cultivation, to put it bluntly, it is some cultivators who often live in deep mountains and valleys or some hidden places, and the high-level are loyal supporters of the inheritance of some ancient Chinese culture and ancient civilization. Most of them are accustomed to the quiet environment and the ancient architecture of China, and do not like places that are too noisy and full of lights, so they choose such a place as a liaison office. ”

Zhou Yifeng nodded and said:

"Yes, rare feelings and mood, my Chinese civilization has a long history, and someone always has to stick to and inherit it. ”

Wang Mingyu also nodded and smiled, turned the conversation and said:

"Let's not talk about this, presumably Instructor Zhou can come here, he must be very interested in the internal exchange meeting of the Martial Alliance, right?"

Zhou Yifeng Road:

"Yes, please ask Director Wang to tell me. ”

Wang Mingyu said:

"Instructor Zhou is polite, then I will introduce the general situation of the exchange meeting. ”

With Wang Mingyu's introduction, Zhou Yifeng slowly had some understanding of the so-called exchange meeting.

Huaxia is vast, there are always some places that have not been set foot in, and Wu Xiu sometimes looks for resources or natural treasures everywhere in order to advance, and occasionally someone finds the opportunity left by his predecessors, or finds some precious herbs. But not everyone finds what they can use, so they need to exchange it for the resources they want, so the exchange meeting came into being. Later, after the agreement of the various sects, the exchange meeting was held once a year, and the time was notified to each sect by the Wumeng. Later, through the internal agreement of the Armed League, the secular community was allowed to send people to participate, and as for what level or what requirements could be met to participate, it was determined by the Armed League, and the invitation letter was also issued by the Armed League.

There is no limit to the items involved in the exchange meeting, which can be weapons, exercises, or natural treasures, and even some unknown items, of course, such items are very few.

After listening to Wang Mingyu's introduction, Zhou Yifeng said:

"So you still need an invitation?"

Wang Mingyu took out a jade plate and handed it to Zhou Yifengdao:

"Instructor Zhou, I still have a few here, let's give you one!"

Zhou Yifeng took the jade plate and thanked him:

"Thank you, Director Wang. ”

Wang Mingyu waved his hand and said:

"Instructor Zhou doesn't have to be polite, the jade plate itself is to be given away. Fortunately, I called you in advance, if it is a few days late, it is really difficult to arrange the jade plate for you. ”

Zhou Yifeng arched his hand and said:

"Director Wang, let's call me by my name, call me Xiaofeng or Yifeng. ”

Wang Mingyu Ha Han smiled and said:

"Okay, I'll call you Xiaofeng. Don't keep calling me Director Wang, I'm much older than you, just call me brother. ”

Zhou Yifeng smiled and said:

"Okay, Brother Wang. ”

The two of them then chatted about other things, and then when Wang Mingyu got up and poured water, Zhou Yifeng took out a healing pill and put it on the table, and when Wang Mingyu came back, Zhou Yifeng picked up the pill and said:

"Little brother has a healing pill here, so I'll give it to Brother Wang. Regardless of multiple internal and external injuries, as long as there is a breath of air, this Dan will definitely be able to come back to life, and I hope Brother Wang will keep it alive!"

When Wang Mingyu heard that this pill had such a miraculous effect, he immediately pushed it back and said:

"Xiaofeng, this is too precious, I can't afford it, brother. ”

Zhou Yifeng Road:

"Brother Wang, no matter how good things are, they are also used, you take them, and the younger brother still has something to ask. ”

After Wang Mingyu found a glass bottle and put it away carefully, Zhou Yifeng took out Wu Tu's severed claw-shaped weapon and a long sword from his bag, put them on the table, and said:

"Please also ask Brother Wang to help me see, what price can these two things sell at the exchange meeting?"

Wang Mingyu first picked up the pair of claws, looked at them carefully, and then pinched them with real qi, shook his head and said:

"I can't see the material of this thing, it seems to be deep sea cold iron, but it doesn't look like it. The point is that it is severed and unusable, and the ideal thing to do is to find the Forge Grandmaster to repair it. If you want to estimate it, it's not good, it's possible to be millions to hundreds of millions, after all, I'm not sure about this material!"

Then he picked up the long sword again, and exclaimed:

"Magic weapon!"

Then injected true qi, the sword body shook slightly, and the tip of the sword seemed to have a sword to swallow out, Wang Mingyu said in shock:

"No, it actually has an amplification effect! This is something beyond a magic weapon!

Feng Ziya said disdainfully:

"It's just a low-grade spiritual weapon, although the cultivation realm is not rotten streets, it can be regarded as ordinary!"

Zhou Yifeng was speechless, this is the earth, or the earth after the catastrophe, how can it be compared to the cultivation realm!

Besides, Zhou Yifeng didn't believe that the lower grade spirit weapon was so ordinary in the cultivation realm, and if it was true, Wu Tu would not put it in the ring. Senior brother, as a core disciple, he doesn't understand the difficulties of the low-class toiling masses, right?

Wang Mingyu came to his senses at this time and said:

"Xiaofeng, your master is so amazing, and he is too good to you, you can get such a treasure, and give it back to you!"

Wang Mingyu saw that Zhou Yifeng was so young, and preconceived that this must be given by Zhou Yifeng's master, of course Zhou Yifeng would not explain, and said with a smile:

"Brother Wang, it's okay for this sword to participate in the exchange meeting, right?"

Wang Mingyu nodded again and again:

"Of course, no problem, no problem! I think this sword could be the finale of the auction!"

Zhou Yifeng was puzzled:

"Auction?"

Wang Mingyu explained:

"At each exchange meeting, a treasure appreciation group composed of some well-informed veterans of the Wumeng will select some good things to sell in the form of auctions to attract more attention and maximize the value. Of course, for the items auctioned out, Wumeng will take a 5% of the transaction price as an operating cost. ”

After listening to this, Zhou Yifeng finally understood the content and form of the exchange meeting, so he put away his long sword, took the broken claw and said:

"Brother Wang, can you please help me ask if anyone wants this, I need to raise some money, otherwise there will be no money at the exchange meeting." ”

Wang Mingyu took the paw and said briskly:

"No problem. ”

Then he continued:

"Xiaofeng, if you buy something at the auction, you can settle it together at the end, that is, as long as you spend more money on buying things at the auction, it doesn't exceed the auction income. ”

Zhou Yifeng nodded, asked for the specific time and place of the exchange meeting, and was about to say goodbye to Wang Mingyu, but Wang Mingyu's words made him feel a little crisis.

Wang Mingyu said that this sword is very important, and the martial arts cultivation world does not seem to have heard of anyone who has such a weapon, and it is recommended that Zhou Yifeng should let his master accompany him when he goes to the auction, just in case.

As far as he knew, there were still some old antiques in the martial cultivation world, and the cultivation might have surpassed the heavenly level and entered the acquired realm. And he is only the peak of the Xuan level, Zhou Yifeng can easily defeat him, it is estimated that at most it is the earth level, and it is only the peak of the heaven level to the earth level. But in the hands of those old antiques, it is not enough to see, so it is recommended that Zhou Yifeng find his master to accompany him.

Zhou Yifeng didn't know that a sword would have such a situation, not to mention that he didn't have a master at all, even if he had a master, he would still go alone. With his cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining, according to the current concentration of spiritual energy on the earth, Zhou Yifeng didn't believe that anyone could keep him, besides, he still had a flying sword, it really couldn't work, it shouldn't be a problem to step on the flying sword and run away, right?

However, looking at the sincere gaze in Wang Mingyu's eyes, and without a trace of greed for the long sword, Zhou Yifeng was impressed by him and felt that he was a person who could be friends.

immediately agreed, said goodbye to Wang Mingyu, and prepared to go home.