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Chapter Thirty-Seven(1/2)

That familiar figure was none other than Qing Feng, who used a broken tile to attract trouble to her outside Fangshi.

She could recognize this guy even when he turned into ashes.

Secretly following Qingfeng Mountain, I watched him enter an inn.

Tang Wuyou hid in the dark and thought about taking a disguise pill.

After rubbing it on her face, she transformed into an ordinary village girl.

He also controlled the cassock on his body to change its color and form.

To say that Sister Luoxia's weapon refining skills are really amazing, the cassock can actually be changed into ten styles.

Once you have worn this style enough, you can switch to another style and continue wearing it.

After checking that there was nothing wrong with her, she also walked into the inn.

"Did Brother Qing Feng, the shopkeeper, come just now?

Oops, I'm late. We made an appointment here, but he said he wouldn't take me to play with him if I came late.

What should I do? Can you please take me to Brother Qingfeng, shopkeeper? Please, shopkeeper, please."

The shopkeeper thought she was a little girl, and her cultivation was only in the middle stage of Qi training, so there was no harm in her.

After hesitating for a moment, he sighed and said:

"Okay, come with me.

I let you in just for Qing Feng's sake. Once inside, you can only look but not talk.

The people in the auction are all high-level monks, and I will not protect you if you anger them."

Tang Wuyou nodded obediently.

"Okay, thank you, shopkeeper. I will watch and learn from the sidelines and won't cause any trouble to the shopkeeper."

Seeing how well-behaved she was, the shopkeeper nodded with satisfaction and led her to the backyard, to a woodshed that looked like a place where firewood was kept.

If you say this is a firewood shed, that's not entirely true. There wouldn't be two big men squatting at the door of any firewood shed, chopping firewood.

When the two big men saw the shopkeeper bringing him over, they only glanced at it and continued to chop the firewood in their hands out of boredom.

Entering the woodshed there was a passage, and the shopkeeper brought her a cloak and a mask.

"Cloaks and masks have the function of isolating spiritual consciousness. Remember to return them when you leave."

"Okay, shopkeeper, don't worry, I won't break it."

The shopkeeper is not afraid that she will damage it. This robe cannot be damaged easily.

"Should you hand over the spirit stone, or should I take it from Qing Feng?"

Tang Wuyou said with a crooked smile: "Take it from Brother Qingfeng!

I don’t have that many spiritual stones on me.”

Seeing her lowering her head shyly as she spoke, the shopkeeper nodded helplessly and said:

"Okay, go in!"

Before Tang Wuyou left, he didn't forget to ask.

"Hey shopkeeper, how can I find my brother if I'm like this?"

When she asked the shopkeeper, he paused and said angrily.

"have no idea!"

Tang Wuyou stuck out his tongue and quickly ducked in through the door on the side.

The situation behind that door and the situation inside this door are two different worlds.

This is a secret auction.

Everyone here wears masks and black cloaks.

It was so dark that only the height and body shape could be easily seen, and in some cases, men and women could even be distinguished.

Some can't even tell the difference between men and women.

There is a hood on the cloak. Once the hood is on, no one knows whether it is a man or a woman.

Tang Wuyou stood behind calmly, looking at the items being auctioned on the auction floor.

"The cubs of the third-level red flame tiger are already at the first level of cultivation when they are born. After being domesticated, their spiritual intelligence has been developed.

The starting price is one thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Start now!"

After the host at the auction finished speaking, people immediately started bidding.

"I will give you one thousand, two hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

"I'll pay one thousand and fifty."

"One thousand six!"

Tang Wuyou looked at the red flame tiger cub and his heart moved. Isn't this the fire spirit beast she was looking for to burn the alchemy furnace?

He raised his hands and changed his voice into a man's before speaking.

"Two thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

As soon as she finished speaking, many people turned to look at her.

Tang Wuyou wondered if he was too high-profile?

But then I thought about it, who knows who here?

If she hadn't read the novel in her previous life, she wouldn't have dared to come in.

"Okay, two thousand spirit stones once, two thousand spirit stones twice. If no one bids, then this red flame tiger cub will return."

"Two thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

Tang Wuyou was speechless, and a voice came out from somewhere to fight with her.

But she was really satisfied with the red flame tiger cub. With such a fire element, or a tiger spirit beast, she could burn the pill furnace for her, which would save her a lot of energy.

Moreover, she came out to buy fire-type spiritual beasts and continued to increase the price.

Anyway, she got the alchemy monk's storage bag again, which also contained a thousand spiritual stones, and at most three thousand spiritual stones, which was equivalent to spending two thousand on her own.

However, the person in the dark didn't know who he was, and he seemed determined to compete with her.

"Four thousand low-grade spiritual stones. The Red Flame Tiger cub has been sold for four thousand low-grade spiritual stones. Is there any way to modify it and increase the price?"

Tang Wuyou secretly complained, even if she didn't know the market price, she still knew that buying a red flame tiger cub for four thousand low-grade spiritual stones would be a big mistake.

So she stopped following and gave it up to the taken advantage of.

"Four thousand low-grade spiritual stones once, four thousand low-grade spiritual stones twice, four thousand low-grade spiritual stones three times, deal done!"

Tang Wuyou, who had lost a fire monster, was just about to see what good things would come next.

At this time, the host on the stage said:

"The next one is also a fire monster."

"Slightly~!"

A monk in the audience said something.

The host on the stage smiled and said:

"Everyone, this fire-type monster is extraordinary. It possesses the fire-type Golden Crow bloodline.

Everyone, please take a look!”

As he spoke, a birdcage was brought up.

Everyone watched as he removed the black cloth on the two cages, and inside there was a black crow squawking.

Everyone looked at the squawking crow speechlessly.

"Old Li, you are being unreasonable. This crow is a fire monster, but what can it do?

And it’s just a crow, not a three-legged golden crow, so it’s very unlucky!”

"That's right, who among these ordinary monks would be willing to use a crow as a spiritual pet?"

Tang Wuyou thought for a while and then asked:

"Can this crow help make elixirs?"

Everyone looked back at her strangely.

Only the host on the scene said with joy:

"Yes, yes, this crow is a mid-level first-order fire-type monster.

Although it may look a bit unlucky, it is not a serious fire monster.

Haha, then let’s start bidding now.
To be continued...
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