"Shen Yingyi, the news circulating on the Internet will be handed over to you to deal with, and try to minimize the impact. The middle-aged man said to the man who had just reported, and then turned to glare at the man sitting on the chair, "Li Play! Don't look like no one in your eyes, if the information is correct, this person is much better than you, and he has a little heart!"

Clapped his hands and stood up: "Okay, that's the end of today's regular meeting, let's go our own way." ”

Li Yu was said by the middle-aged man, and pouted, obviously not paying attention to it, still looking like a hanger. Standing up lazily, he patted the bald shoulder beside him: "Lingguang, you old and capable man work hard, let me know when you are ready." ”

Monk Lingguang's eyes narrowed slightly, smiled gently, and did not say a word.

Li Play has long been used to it, and he swayed out of the house.

This monk practiced the Zen Shaolin secret method 'Closed Mouth Zen': one thought is reincarnation, and one thought is the vajra body. If you can close your mouth and hide your tongue deeply, you are the first to practice. For hundreds of years in Shaolin, he is the only one who dares to practice and can practice closed-mouth meditation, which is very rare in this era of the end of the law.

It's just that Li Play is disdainful of this, although he is also a martial arts master, but his favorite is to use a gun. With his skills, coupled with the assistance of guns, even if he is a martial arts master, he doesn't care about it. After all, it is the era of science and technology, and although the martial arts master is strong, he cannot ignore the threat of guns, unless he can reach the acquired perfection realm.

Of course, ordinary guns have limited lethality, and ordinary people don't want to say whether they can hit a martial arts master, even if they step on dog shit and hit it, it's useless. But Li Play is different, he is also a second-layer powerhouse, coupled with his amazing marksmanship, and the special weapons made by the Danger Bureau, even the martial arts master has to lie down.

After all, it is the era of the end of the law, if there is no point to rely on, how can the country master the artifact of Jiangshan Sheji.

Li Play and Shenguang, both of them are among the best masters and talents in the young generation, but in Li Play's eyes, this aura is very stuffy, so the reluctance of the middle-aged man when he asked him to do something just now is because he didn't take Wang Feng in his eyes, and secondly, because he wants to go with this Lingguang, so he must not be suffocated.

......

Wang Feng naturally didn't know anything about the turmoil in the outside world and the people who were about to come to him to warn him.

Even if he knew, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, because he was busy recovering his consumed true qi.

The way to restore Tang Ying's vitality is actually very simple, that is, to use her own true qi to warm her essence and blood, stimulate her blood qi, and the blood qi is strong and naturally full of vitality.

first forged bones for Zhu Haoran's muscles, and then warmed Tang Ying's essence and blood, Wang Feng was also a little unbearable.

In fact, he has a simpler and more effective method, which is the medical Tao passed on to him by Xuan Qingsi, but he himself has not studied it thoroughly, where does he dare to use it on people. After all, this is a medical skill, a life-saving one, and there can be no mistakes.

A few days have passed, Tang Ying has begun to recover after Wang Feng's true qi recuperation, but the faint black qi that permeates his body Wang Feng can't do anything, he doesn't know what this thing is, and he doesn't know if there is any harm for the time being.

In addition, there is nothing to do, except for occasionally accompanying Su Ruo to go out these days, Wang Feng has almost stayed at home to practice martial arts, and participated in the music and blue sea tide songs left by Xuan Qingsi. Zhu Haoran also practiced Zixia Gong step by step under his professor, and there was another set of boxing techniques, which was also one of the nine gongs of Huashan, the Jade Breaking Fist, which was practiced both inside and outside.

After all, he has just started to cultivate, even after Wang Feng forged his muscles and bones, he was tired enough to choke the fat man, and he couldn't even practice that initial sense of qi, but he learned to break the jade fist, but this punch method is different from Wang Feng's dragon palm, and it is estimated to be delusional from the outside to the inside, and it can only be used to exercise muscles, bones, skin and flesh.

Wang Feng didn't take it to heart, just in just a few days, he wanted to train his internal strength, how could it be so easy.

The seven days passed quickly, and the date for the Treasure Gathering Conference had arrived.

It's a big buzz, and even those who don't participate will want to make it up.

Wang Feng received a call from Liu Gai early in the morning and wanted to go with him, and Zhu Haoran and Su Ruo naturally came with him. Coming to the ghost market, outside the Treasure Pavilion, Zhu Haoran roared excitedly: "Fengzi, I'm going to get rich today!"

Wang Feng sneered: "I am also rich when I get rich, what are you excited about?"

"Hehe, yours is not mine, of course mine is still mine. Zhu Fatzi smiled with chrysanthemums on his face.

Su Ruojiao smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Several people laughed and entered the Treasure Pavilion.

The Treasure Pavilion here was completely different from the last time they came.

The Hanyu Square in the middle, known as the 'cornucopia', is centered on the nine-story treasure pavilion, and has been covered with stalls one by one, with people coming and going, and people are full of voices.

Among the three, only Zhu Haoran was full of interest in these, and was pulled by Wang Feng with a face full of reluctance, and entered the private room that had been arranged for them earlier.

This nine-storey treasure pavilion occupies an extremely large area, with a hollow middle, and no matter which floor you are on, you can clearly see the auction table in the center of the hall on the first floor.

Liu Gai had already come here to wait, and the four of them were on the third floor at this time, sitting in a private room, separated by the railing, with an unobstructed view from the bottom, like a stand.

"Didn't that kid Wang Lei come?" Wang Feng asked casually when he saw that Liu Gai was only one person.

He wanted to come, but he was taken back by his family. Liu Gai said with a smile, "He is the only son of the Wang family, and this time he is here to attend the conference on behalf of the Wang family, of course he can't be with us." ”

After speaking, he looked around again, pointed in one direction and said with a smile: "Oh, look over there." ”

A few people saw that behind the fence of a compartment on the fifth floor, there was a person jumping up and down, waving at them, it was not Wang Lei.

Wang Feng rolled his eyes, how dare this Wang family let this kid come out and be embarrassed.

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After a while, the 'big ingot' Jin Yuan that Wang Feng had seen appeared in the hall downstairs, walked to the high platform, hugged the surrounding groups, counted as a courtesy, and announced the start of the auction. Quite simply, he didn't say a single annoying polite word.

Jin Yuan stepped off the stage, and the audience was replaced by a middle-aged man in a suit.

The middle-aged man in the suit must be the auctioneer this time, and it looks no different from the auction outside. Picked up a small mallet and knocked it: "Okay! Now there are elites from all walks of life, fellow people from all walks of life, and senior masters, and it is not the turn of the next to make a big statement here." Of course, this kind of hard work must always be done by someone, who is the auctioneer today, and who is brave today, is rude in front of you. Without further ado, please take the first lot of the day!"

A beautiful woman in a golden Hanfu walked up to the stage with a small tray, covered with red silk, flat and empty, as if there was nothing.

Lifting the red silk, Wang Feng glanced at it, but saw that there was only a palm-sized plain note, with a few faint blush on it, and he couldn't see anything strange at all.

"The first lot, the owner of the Red Mansion, the owner of the Red Mansion specially sent a red sticker to support the Treasure Conference of our Pavilion today. ”

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(Thank you 'Dugu Chenyuan' for the reward, thank you for the 'fat to the sky' for another reward, again and again, the first time someone is so supportive, I am really grateful and frightened...... ）

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