The rumors of different opinions caused Qin Feng to occasionally walk around the sect on weekdays, and no one dared to stand within ten meters of Qin Feng. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I'm afraid that this murderous demon will take his own life when he is unhappy. Even those sycophants on weekdays are gone. But it's also so happy, it's rare to be quiet. It's just that in this Qingxiao Gate, it seems a little out of place. Even the head Xue You summoned Qin Feng a few times, but his attitude was imminent. It seems that he is a little jealous of such a guest and brings trouble to his third-rate sect.

Qin Feng didn't say anything about this, but he deepened the idea of self-reliance in his heart. But is it too early to build the foundation?

Time flies, and it's been three years. In smooth water.

Qin Feng rode the giant crow to sea again, and the largest auction in the Matrix Islands in five years, the shipyard auction, was about to be held. However, in order to fulfill the promise to the nightmare, he bought some other pills for cultivation.

If anyone knew how fast Qin Feng was taking the pill, I am afraid they would all have to smack their tongues for him. I have to take three pills of the Condensing Spirit Pill every day, and I'm afraid that only those genius disciples who are focused on cultivating in the top sects have this treatment. This is absolutely an unacceptable astronomical amount for ordinary monks. Qin Feng was able to support such a large expense, partly because Fu Yuan had encountered some adventures, but more importantly, Qin Feng was always willing to sacrifice his life for this, how many times did he almost fall because of it?

In the space of three years, the speed of the Nightmare has increased again. It was like a black light streaked between the sky and the sea. "The hosts. What are you thinking?" Seeing that Qin Feng was a little distracted, the Nightmare asked curiously.

Qin Feng was a little lonely: "I suddenly missed my relatives, so many years have passed." My parents are probably dead of old age. "This is something that cannot be avoided as a cultivator. Seeing too much life and parting with death, it is inevitable that the cultivators will be indifferent to the life and death of mortals. Perhaps the ultimate goal of cultivation may be to overcome death and usher in eternal life. But what is after eternal life?

The nightmare also knows how to be empathetic: "Then master, after the auction is over." Let us go back to your homeland and see it. ”

Qin Feng nodded: "Hmm." "I don't know what happened to my brother.

As he spoke, an island had emerged in the distance. No, it was a big ship that was nearly a hundred miles away. A magic weapon-class building ship. It is the largest market in the entire Matrix Islands, and now that the auction is open, it has attracted a large number of monks.

The whole building was very noisy, and there were monks setting up stalls everywhere. There is a wide variety of dishes, and you can find almost anything.

Qin Feng thought secretly: "Just dispose of those loot here." "It just so happens that the auction will not be held until three days later, and it is much more cost-effective to set up a stall and sell it yourself during this time than to sell it to the shops at a discount.

Looking left and right, I saw that there was still a position in a corner. He quietly sat down cross-legged, untied the Qiankun bag, and put all the things that were not needed, all of which were the best treasures that had been selected.

It didn't take long for someone to notice. A sword cultivator dressed in white walked up to the stall and looked at several of the flying swords. I can't help but light up. It turned out to be all the best magic weapons, and one of the fire-attribute flying swords was even more consistent with its own attributes, if it was used by itself, it would definitely greatly increase its strength. What's even more valuable is that this flying sword has not yet been tempered, and if it uses a high-grade forging spar, it may even be refined into a low-level magic weapon!

Trying his best to suppress the emotions in his heart, the white-clothed sword cultivator said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist, how much is this flying sword worth?"

Qin Feng glanced at it: "A thousand spirit stones, no bargaining." ”

The white-clothed monk frowned: "This, fellow Daoist, isn't it a little expensive?" "A thousand spirit stones is not a small amount for an ordinary monk.

Qin Feng didn't raise his head: "It's not expensive." If you're at an auction house, you'll never get the price. If I hadn't been in a hurry, I wouldn't have sold it at this price. If you think it's appropriate, take it, if you feel expensive, it's okay to go. "If it weren't for the fact that the threshold for this boat auction was too high, this flying sword would never be sold at a low price.

I saw that the white-clothed monk's expression changed, and he didn't plan to buy a flying sword when he came to this shipbuilding, but he had a thousand spirit stones on his body, but he had other uses. It's just that I really like this sword, and finally gritted my teeth and said, "No, here you go." He took out a medium-grade spirit stone, picked up the flying sword, and couldn't put it down, extremely happy.

Ignoring the monk, Qin Feng took out another superb magic weapon from the Qiankun bag and placed it in the empty space on the stall. The monk was stunned, and blurted out, "Where did you get so many magic weapons?"

Qin Feng closed his eyes and sat silent, with a bit of thanks.

The white-clothed monk was also a sensible man, and was about to leave. But looking at this person, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt. Suddenly, he was surprised: "You are the Void Daoist who killed hundreds of cultivators three years ago-Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng frowned: "Hundreds?" Without explanation, these things became darker and darker. Do these cultivators also like to spread rumors? They even made such an arrogant name.

"Stepping on the Void Dao?" Passers-by heard the exclamation of the white-clothed monk and were attracted to Qin Feng's stall. All of a sudden, it was surrounded by layers.

There are flattering people, there are people who try to make friends, and there are even arrogant people who want to challenge and become famous in one fell swoop......

But Qin Feng was still silent like an old monk. It was only then that they noticed the superb magic weapons placed in front of Qin Feng. It's not very precious, but it's hard to find. Many monks who had matched the magic weapon inquired one after another. found that the price was nearly one or two layers cheaper than the market price, and they took out spirit stones to buy them. Some people even buy it with a small abacus, and make a difference when it changes hands for the second time.

In just half an hour, most of the goods were thrown away, and Qin Feng got up and left, ignoring a group of sycophants at all.

A red-haired man in the attic of a wine shop said, "Hey, do you see that person?" That's Qin Feng, it is rumored that he defeated Yang Zheng, and he even fought a few tricks with Di Luo to a draw. Three years ago, he killed nearly 100 monks. The man was red-haired, handsome, and dressed in a strange dress woven with colorful feathers, and he looked a little more enchanting than the woman. "Even the Imperial Beast Sect hates him, and I don't know what treasures he got from that sect. The man said as he licked his bright red lips, very greedy.

A man beside him who was wearing a pair of pants and looked like a fisherman said, "Light Feather, that guy is not easy to deal with, don't mess with him." ”

Qingyu shook his head slightly: "I'm not interested in finding trouble, Cangli." The guy who can defeat Yang Zheng can't be an ordinary person. If I had the chance, I'd like to make friends with him. ”

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After walking through several shops again, Qin Feng finally disposed of all the loot in his hand. Coupled with the top-grade magic weapons sold in the stall before, he earned 36,000 spirit stones. Coupled with the Nightmare Hand and his own spirit stones, there are nearly 60,000 of them. For this auction, I was fully prepared.

There is nothing extra to put up for auction, and there are still two days left before the auction. Qin Feng simply stayed in the shipbuilding and wandered around the market on weekdays. I wanted to see if I could pick up something curious, but I didn't even have something to look at. Naturally, he lost his interest, so he simply took him to practice in the inn room until the auction began.

Under the most majestic building of the building ship, "the entrance pays a hundred spirit stones." "In front of the grand gate, a man and several maids are collecting entrance fees from visitors. It's not that the organizers really care about this bit of spirit stone, but they just want to filter out those monks who can't afford to buy it. The monks who came to participate in this kind of auction didn't think there was anything wrong, for them, a hundred spirit stones was really nothing, and they happily handed it to the servant in front of the door.

If it is for an ordinary sect disciple, I am afraid it is equivalent to a year or even several years. Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. I didn't expect that this sentence would also be applicable to the cultivation realm, and the Dharma Wealth Land could only be owned by a very small number of people.

When Qin Feng handed over the spirit stone, "You, are you a person who steps on the void path?" said the servant in front of the door in surprise. looked at the crow on Qin Feng's shoulder, almost without a doubt. Even in the entire Matrix Islands, no one used crows as spirit beasts.

Qin Feng nodded and admitted: "Exactly." ”

The servant said, "In that case, I don't have to collect your spirit stones." As he spoke, he returned Qin Feng's spirit stone.

Qin Feng still took it, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, why is this?"

The servant immediately explained, "The purpose of collecting this entrance fee is just to screen out those monks who don't have the strength to buy, and it's not that my master covets this spirit stone. Treading on the Void Dao people, you are famous in the Matrix Islands, so naturally you don't need to pay this spirit stone. As he spoke, he gave Qin Feng a silver wooden card.

Qin Feng noticed that the wooden cards that the monks who handed over the spirit stones were all red, thinking that this silver wooden card was even higher than one level.

Naturally, I am happy to do this, and it is always good to save some. Qin Feng is not a child of a family: "Okay then." ”

A gorgeous maid hurriedly greeted her: "This fairy chief, please come with me." "The delicate smile and the ayara feather coat make people think about it.

Following this glamorous maid, Qin Feng was taken to the second layer. No more noisy than the first floor, Qin Feng was arranged on a separate seat, and there was also a table full of precious fruits and wine. Compared with the noisy figures on the first floor, the judgment is made. However, Qin Feng also noticed that there are nearly 100 individual private rooms here.

The glamorous maid stood beside Qin Feng and still didn't leave, briefly introducing the rules for Qin Feng. Sometimes I "don't pay attention" to touch it with my soft body, and sometimes I hug Ayara's feather coat to reveal a piece of skin like jade and fat.