Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 61 How Could It Be Her

"Century-year potency!" Master Shi, who had been standing behind me, suddenly shuddered, regretting in his heart, that he actually passed by a plant with hundred-year potency potion, you know, it was a big deal.

"So that's the case, but the old man is taking the liberty. Don't worry, sir, since we have stored the things here, we will definitely not disappoint you." The white-robed old man was thoughtful, and then he kept a smile on his face.

"Thank you very much. I have other things to do, so let's take a step first." With a hoarse and old voice, Wang Chong got up and said.

"Sir, go slowly, let the old man take you out." The old man suddenly got up enthusiastically to see him off.

Wang Chong was taken aback when he heard the words. Perhaps a spiritual herb with hundred years of medicinal power could not make the other party pay so much attention to it, right?Obviously it wouldn't be that simple, but before he could refuse, the old man had already stood up and walked to him. In desperation, Wang Chong could only swallow the words of refusal.

"Isn't that Master Gu Tie? Why did he come out?"

As soon as he walked out of the treasure appraisal room, someone immediately recognized the identity of the old man and exclaimed.And then everyone turned their attention to Wang Chong, who was dressed in black and wore a bamboo hat next to the old man.

"Who is that person? He was actually sent off by Master Gu Tie in person!"

"If this person is not of high status, then he has something very precious in his hands." Thinking of this, when some people looked at Wang Chong again, their eyes sparkled, full of greed.

Although Wang Chong has used the technique of restraining breath, this technique is not brilliant. Some people whose cultivation is far superior to his can see his cultivation at a glance, and Wang Chong also understands this old thing at this moment. Why do you have to send it off in person.

A look of pride flashed across Gu Tie's eyes, and when he came outside the main hall, he smiled and said, "Sir, go slowly, I'm sorry I can't send you away, but if your friend finds something precious, Whether it is sending for auction, selling, or bartering, please consider the underground imitation market first, and we will definitely give your friend a satisfactory price."

Speaking of this, the pride on Gu Tie's face flashed, and then he continued: "Since Mr. sent the things to our underground imitation market, we will naturally guarantee Mr.'s safety and ensure that you can be safe after the auction is over. If you leave here, you don’t have to worry about these problems.”

Wang Chong sneered in his heart when he heard the words, what is this? Since I am concerned about my safety, you, an old bastard, still tell me so much in front of so many people, do you think I am not conspicuous enough?

"That's why I would like to thank Master Gu Tie. I have other things to do, so I will take my leave first!" Wang Chong said in a deep voice, before turning around and leaving without waiting for the other party to speak.

"Hmph, an old man in the nourishing period can improve his cultivation to the late stage of Yunling in just a few years. He must have encountered a great opportunity to cause you a little trouble. I don't believe you won't come to seek shelter. When the time comes If you have something good, you must take it out obediently." With a flash of coldness in his eyes, Gu Tie turned around and entered the auction house.

Walking on the street outside, Wang Chong's face was gloomy, and he cursed that old guy Gu Tie countless times in his heart. With his powerful spiritual sense, he had already noticed that there were several figures quietly following behind him, and he sneered in his heart, Turn around and walk into an alley.

Not far away, a few sly-eyed monks saw Wang Chong enter the alley, looked at each other, nodded, and followed in at the same time. However, in front of them was a dead end, and Wang Chong had long since disappeared.

"Run away? Hmph, you're lucky, let's go!" One of them seemed to be the leader of these people, snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the auction house.

These people are specially targeting those who have failed in treasure appraisal, but the person who can get Gu Tie to give it to him must have a treasure. Driven by greed, these people also followed, but the person who took the lead is also considered smart. , Seeing that I and others were thrown away but did not think about chasing after them, otherwise there would be no return.

At the other end of the street, Wang Chong's figure came out of one of the alleys. He knew this place very well, and those people were all smart people, but if he insisted on chasing them like a few years ago, he wouldn't mind if Start a killing ring.

Walking out of the alley, Wang Chong's figure suddenly froze, he let out a light sigh, and then fell back, only to see a very hidden silver mark engraved on a wall of the alley, exuding extremely weak mana fluctuations, if it wasn't for him If the consciousness is strong, I am afraid it will be difficult to find.

After staring at the mark carefully for a while, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Wang Chong's mouth: "Is it interesting? I thought I would ask about it, but I didn't expect to get something so soon."

Having said that, he penetrated into the imprint with his spiritual sense, and soon his face turned pale, and then he pressed the bamboo hat on his head, and disappeared in the street in a blink of an eye.

When he appeared on the street again, the hat on his head turned into another one, covered by a layer of black veil, and his face behind the black veil was full of pain.

"I didn't expect this store to be so unscrupulous. Fortunately, the items are not bad, and they are worth it." Wang Chong grinned, pressed his hat habitually, and walked in a certain direction according to the address he got from the mark. go.

If he guessed correctly, the mark just now should have been left on purpose by someone, with the purpose of attracting other people to carry out a small barter transaction. The reason why he did it so secretly was mainly to screen some cultivation base humble monk.

However, according to his guess, the cultivation base of the person who left the imprint is probably the same as Yunling's cultivation base in the late stage. In this way, the possibility of attracting pulse-condensing stage monks is very small, otherwise Wang Chong would not have rushed there.

But in order to avoid some accidents, after some consideration, he still used Feng Ling Jue to cover up his aura. Although the newly bought bamboo hat also had the same effect, he was still willing to take double insurance.

Not long after, Wang Chong followed the address on the imprint and came to an inn. He only glanced up and walked in.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper in the store hurriedly greeted him warmly: "Is the immortal here to stay? I'm really sorry, because of the auction, the guest rooms in this store are already full. Look..."

"I'm here to find the fellow Taoist who lives in the third row of Tianzihao. Please let the shopkeeper help me." A hoarse voice came from behind the black gauze of the bamboo hat. These things are also one of the few messages contained in the imprint. one.

"So that's how it is, please come from the fairy head." The shopkeeper quickly apologized with a smile.

After taking Wang Chong to the room on the third row of the Tianzi Store, the shopkeeper left. Wang Chong swept his consciousness and found that a layer of restrictions had been set up in the room, but this was also normal, and he knocked lightly on the door , and then pushed lightly, the door was not locked from the inside, and it was pushed open with a little force.

However, the moment the door was opened, several spiritual senses suddenly swept over from the room. Wang Chong's expression darkened immediately, and he snorted coldly. He saw a black light flashing on the bamboo hat above his head, and all the spiritual senses were blocked outside. Not to mention, within the sea of ​​consciousness, Wang Chong's powerful spiritual sense surged out, and flicked the divine sense that had not yet had time to retreat, only to hear several cold hums from inside the room.

"Fellow Daoist, please come in." At this moment, a voice said with a wry smile.

Hearing the words, Wang Chong walked in without any hesitation. He saw that there was no decoration in the room. He presumably had moved all the things away in advance, and there were seven figures sitting around in the middle, some wearing bamboo hats, or figures Wrapped in a cloud of black mist, they kept a certain distance from each other.

"Since fellow daoist is here, please sit down and wait for a while. The transaction will not start until later." A figure wrapped in black mist said, and the person who spoke just now was also the same person.

Wang Chong didn't say much after hearing the words, he chose a convenient place to sit down, and didn't care about some hostile gazes at all.

This is the case in the underground imitation market. Everyone doesn’t know each other, and there is no need to buy it. In this kind of place, as long as the strength is strong, the attitude is not important. Besides, there are no monks in the pulse condensation period. Chong had already noticed it, so he had no worries.

Eight people sat together but none of them spoke. They all looked at each other under the shadows, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

At this moment, the door was knocked again, several divine senses came out again, and then saw two figures walking in, Wang Chong also raised his eyes to look, but when his eyes fell on the one behind When he was on the person, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"How could it be her!"

(End of this chapter)