Chapter 564: Fake Genius

After a little muttering, Zhang Wenzhong raised his hand and beckoned to the Chixia Dao Commander on the side, signaling him to come close and speak.

At this time, Daoist Chixia glanced at the other people in the VIP room, and all their attention was on the tiger roaring sword. Although he also knew that with their Xia Feiguan's financial resources, it was impossible to buy this sword. Even if they could buy it, it wouldn't be a good thing for them to see the flying sky. Perhaps, it will lead to the destruction of the door, but this does not prevent him from staring at the extraordinary Tiger Roaring Sword and drooling.

It was precisely because he was so concerned that he didn't even notice that Zhang Wenzhong was waving to him.

Fortunately, beside him, there was also a Zhuo Qinglian who always maintained a high degree of calmness.

The scene of Zhang Wenzhong beckoning to the Chixia Daoist was looked at by Zhuo Qinglian. Seeing that her master was actually unresponsive, she couldn't help but shake her head slightly, raised her hand and patted it lightly on the back of Daoist Chixia, and reminded her: "Master, don't stay, Mr. Zhang is calling you." ”

Only then did Daoist Chixia come back to his senses, and he didn't care about thanking his beloved disciple for the reminder, and hurriedly squeezed towards Zhang Wenzhong. Zhuo Qinglian hesitated slightly, and finally followed closely behind him.

Looking at the panicked back of the Chixia Dao Chief, Zhuo Qinglian couldn't help but sigh, and muttered in her heart: "This master of mine is really unreassuring......

Because there were a lot of people squeezed into the VIP room, it took a lot of effort for the Chixia Daoist to squeeze in front of Zhang Wenzhong. He couldn't take a breath, so he hurriedly bowed and asked, "Mr. Zhang called me over, but is there anything you want to order?" Zhuo Qinglian, who was standing behind him, although he didn't speak, looked at Zhang Wenzhong's eyes, which also contained the meaning of inquiry.

But Zhang Wenzhong didn't rush to answer, but first set up a screen sound ban, and then raised his hand to point to the Tiger Roaring Sword on the auction table, and said: "According to the rules of this Xiuzhen auction, every auction item should be registered in detail? I want to trouble Daoist Chixia to check for me, who took out this Tiger Roaring Sword for auction." ”

Daoist Chixia was slightly stunned, puzzled why Zhang Wenzhong would make such a request. However, he didn't dare to ask, so he could only nod and answer: "No problem, I'll let someone check." With that, he took out his mobile phone from his robe, dialed the phone number of a Xia Feiguan disciple, and gave him a few instructions.

After hanging up the phone, Daoist Chixia said to Zhang Wenzhong with a respectful face: "I have already instructed this matter to go down, and they will report to me when they find out later." Mr. Zhang, I don't know if there's anything else you want me to do?"

Zhang Wenzhong shook his head and said, "Not for the time being, wait for them to find out." ”

While the two were talking, the auction of the Tiger Roaring Sword was also in full swing. Because in the eyes of everyone, this Tiger Roar Sword is genuine, and it is a magic weapon at the immortal level. Therefore, the competition for it is also extremely fierce. Prices have skyrocketed, and there is no sign of stopping.

What puzzled Daoist Chixia and Zhuo Qinglian was that from beginning to end, Zhang Wenzhong was watching everyone's scramble for the Tiger Roaring Sword as a bystander, and he didn't even call for a price. Such an indifferent posture is completely different from the madness of these people around them, and it also makes the two curious.

In the end, the Chixia Dao Chief, who couldn't hold back his curiosity, cautiously asked, "Mr. Zhang, why don't you make a bid? Could it be that this immortal-level Tiger Roar Sword can't even enter your magic eye?"

Zhang Wenzhong smiled, shook his head and said, "If it was really an immortal weapon, I would have already made a bid." But alas, it's not really a Tiger Roar Sword, it's a fake."

"Fake?" This time, not only the Chixia Daoist, but even Zhuo Qinglian, whose expression had never changed, was shocked and exclaimed.

Fortunately, Zhang Wenzhong had already set a ban on screen sound, otherwise, the exclamations of the two of them would inevitably be heard by the people in the VIP room. If these people really believe Zhang Wenzhong's words, it's okay, I'm afraid, these people will be careful to spend the belly of a gentleman, and misunderstand what bad intentions Zhang Wenzhong is doing.

Daoist Chixia, who was full of shock, obviously didn't believe what Zhang Wenzhong said, he pointed to the Tiger Roar Sword on the auction table and said, "Mr. Zhang, you said that this Tiger Roar Sword is a fake......? How is this possible? The white-fronted tiger just now is clearly the spirit of the Tiger Roaring Sword, and the spiritual power emanating from the Tiger Roaring Sword is so pure and surging, how can it be a fake?" If it weren't for Zhang Wenzhong's identity, I'm afraid that he would have already pointed at the bridge of Zhang Wenzhong's nose and said something like "You are talking nonsense".

Compared with Daoist Chixia, who was shocked and suspicious, Zhuo Qinglian, who was standing behind him, frowned slightly and did not speak. It's just that looking at the expression on her face, there is a little bit of a sense of understanding.

Faced with the questioning of Daoist Chixia, Zhang Wenzhong did not explain much, but just smiled slightly.

Daoist Chixia originally wanted to ask, but his mobile phone rang at this time, and after answering and saying a few words, he reported to Zhang Wenzhong: "Mr. Zhang, the matter you asked us to investigate has been clarified." The one who took this Tiger Roar Sword for auction was a man named 'Liu Fenghui'. This person, who was also at the auction at the moment, was sitting in the stands on the west side......"

"Liu Fenghui, okay, let's go meet this person" As he spoke, Zhang Wenzhong, You Jia, and Su Xiaomei stood up together and walked towards the outside of the VIP room. Of course, he didn't forget to say to Daoist Chixia and Zhuo Qinglian: "If you two are interested, you might as well come along." Speaking of which, this Liu Fenghui is likely to have a relationship with you. If I'm not mistaken, the white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner you bought earlier was from him."

After hearing this, Daoist Chixia and Zhuo Qinglian couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

Since buying the white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner, the Chixia Dao Chief, Zhuo Qinglian, and all the disciples of Xia Feiguan have already thought of many ways to restore the spiritual power of the white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner. However, to their disappointment, all the methods that could restore and enhance the spiritual power of the magic weapon did not work on the white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner. Originally, they thought that this situation was due to the fact that the white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner used to be too high-grade, so ordinary methods of restoring and improving the spiritual power of the magic weapon would not work on it.

But now after listening to Zhang Wenzhong's words, they all became suspicious: "Could it be ...... The white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner we bought with a lot of money, like this tiger roaring sword that caused everyone to go crazy, is not a real high-grade magic weapon, but a fake...... Is this possible?"

Seeing that Zhang Wenzhong and the three of them had already walked out of the VIP room, Daoist Chixia and Zhuo Qinglian, who were full of shocked expressions, couldn't think about it anymore, and hurriedly chased after Zhang Wenzhong and the three of them. They were desperate to find out what was going on. The white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner and the tiger roaring sword are really fakes.

The attention of the people in the VIP room has been completely attracted by the Tiger Roaring Sword. They were unaware of Zhang Wenzhong's five people leaving the VIP room. In other words, although the employer is aware of it, he has no time to pay attention to it for the time being.

After catching up with Zhang Wenzhong and the others, Daoist Chixia and Zhuo Qinglian did not ask any more, but called a disciple of Xia Feiguan who was in charge of the west stand, and asked him to lead the five people to the west side of the stand to find Liu Fenghui.

After a short time, Zhang Wenzhong and the five of them came to the west stand.

The Xia Feiguan disciple who led them here raised his hand and pointed to a person in the stands, and said, "Mr. Zhang, look, that person is the Liu Fenghui you are looking for." ”

Following the direction of his finger, Zhang Wenzhong saw a man in his thirties and forties wearing a black sè down jacket with a slight bow. Although this man is a cultivator, his cultivation is not very good, and he is only at the level of the middle stage of foundation building. At this moment, although he was also like the people around him, he was staring at the tiger roaring sword on the auction table. But what emanated from his eyes was triumph and joy.

A cultivator in the middle of foundation building was able to produce such a fake, which almost confused all cultivators.

It can be seen that this person can really be regarded as a genius

Signaling everyone to stay where they were and wait, Zhang Wenzhong walked in front of Liu Fenghui alone.

Looking at this ordinary person standing in front of him and having no spiritual power at all, Liu Fenghui couldn't help frowning. Although he was a casual cultivator, he also knew that in today's cultivation realm, there were many sects that had agents in the mundane world. The ordinary person in front of him may also be the agent of a certain sect in the mortal world.

Liu Fenghui didn't want to cause trouble, so he just said: "Excuse me, it's blocking my sight." ”

Zhang Wenzhong did not let go as he said, but asked with a smile: "You are Liu Fenghui?"

"That's right, I'm Liu Fenghui. Who are you? I don't seem to know you?" Liu Fenghui's eyes flashed with a hint of vigilance, and he looked at Zhang Wenzhong timidly and asked rhetorically. His right hand crept into his trouser pocket. Obviously, there is a magic weapon or a charm hidden in this trouser pocket, and once Zhang Wenzhong shows hostility towards him, he will be in trouble.

Zhang Wenzhong naturally saw his small actions, but he didn't take it to heart, still smiling, and said, "You really don't know me, but I know you." This Tiger Roaring Sword, as well as the white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner from before, were all made by you?"

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