Yan Feng sat cross-legged in the pavilion.

There are flowers, fruits, wine and flowers in the pavilion, so I am not lonely.

And at this moment, from the front, a person appeared at the crystal board below, a middle-aged man.

"I guess you are not unfamiliar with me."

The speaker's voice rose loudly, and then a series of self-introductions were introduced.

"Boy, the auction you attended must be held by Jiutianlou."

In Yan Feng's heart, the voice of the old man Jianling sounded.

"Jiutian Tower?"

Yan Feng held the wine in one hand and drank slowly. His mind was always paying attention to the movements in the bamboo forest of the Three Realms in his chaos.

"That's right, Jiutianlou is an organization jointly formed by the nine gods of the True Spirit Continent. This organization only does one thing, auctions, and is specially provided to high-level monks."

The voice of the old man Jianling sounded in Yan Feng's heart.

"But the Nine Heavens Tower in Luzhou City is just one of the countless Nine Heavens Towers. I think there is nothing I can see."

Yan Feng listened to the words of the old man Jianling, his eyebrows slightly condensed. At this time, the auction had already begun.

"The first thing is the eye of the Qingshui Golden Eye Beast, which can see through all the magical obstacles and illusions in the world, starting at a price of 100,000 spirit crystals."

As soon as these words were said... Yan Feng's face suddenly turned dark.

He didn't care what kind of spirit beast this Qingshui Golden Eye Beast was, nor did he care about what the use of that eye was. What he cared about... was the price, 100,000 spirit crystals!

The first auction item actually costs 100,000 spirit crystals. It should be noted that the auction thing will be the higher the price of things.

The first item is priced at 100,000 Spirit Crystals. In the future, I don’t know what price to pay.

It should be noted that Yan Feng was just a useless chaos, but according to the old man Jian Ling's estimate, the chaos had been completely absorbed from his original power, and all the star fields and creatures inside were also transferred to his own chaos.

It's just an empty shell, and it's good to be able to sell 200,000 spirit crystals.

Now it seems... these 200,000 spirit crystals are useless.

The auction is in full swing, and people are constantly shouting for prices. These sounds are all coming from all directions, and it is impossible to tell which location comes from.

It seems that this auction pays great attention to privacy protection.

One thing after another was photographed, all of which Yan Feng had never seen before, but the old man Jianling didn't care at all. He commented from time to time, and looked down on him.

Half an hour passed, and more than ten items were auctioned successfully, but there were still no martial arts.

"Old man, must I need martial arts?"

Yan Feng asked in his heart, to be honest, he didn't want to practice any kind of martial arts.

This has a lot to do with Yan Feng's experience. In the chaos... practicing according to the path set by chaos will eventually only follow the meaning of chaos, and in the end it will be just a realm of the Nine.

And what is the difference between practicing according to the martial arts and practicing according to the meaning of chaos?

In Yan Feng's opinion, there is no difference between the two, it's just a different concept.

This so-called great way of heaven and earth in the vast world!

What is the Great Way of Heaven and Earth?

"If you don't have any skills, you can practice, but your speed will be several times slower than others. Now you urgently need to improve your own cultivation, at least you must reach the realm of the Heavenly Lord. Otherwise, you will have no way to save your friends and are not qualified to find your mother. According to your father, the family behind your mother is not ordinary people."

The voice of the old man Jianling sounded.

Yan Feng's eyebrows slightly condensed...

And at this moment, in the center of the auction, on the crystal platform, the middle-aged man who was in charge of the auction took out an ancient wooden box, which was only half a foot long, but was extremely cautious.

"Next, the last item in this auction and the finale."

The middle-aged man's voice came out, and different sounds followed from other directions, one of which was heard.

"If you want to sell, sell it, what's the point? I have some of the Lingjing."

The voice was full of domineeringness. After hearing this voice, the middle-aged man who was in charge of the auction was stunned and hurriedly bowed.

Even the other few sounds, after this sound appeared, shut up.

Those who can claim to be the Lord are the position of the Heavenly Lord, that is, they have entered the realm of the Three Mysteries and Nine Paths.

Among Luzhou County, the strongest one is the realm of the Three Mysteries and Seven Paths of the Qingyu Sect. After entering the position of the Heavenly Lord, there are definitely only a hundred people in Luzhou County.

Every one is a famous existence. If the person who speaks, he claims to be the Lord, then he will naturally be the Lord of Heaven.

No wonder there is such a domineering tone.

And when the sound came out, in Yan Feng's heart, the old man Jianling's disdainful words followed.

"A little slag who has just achieved the position of the Heavenly Lord has not yet stabilized his aura and is so domineering. He really doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is rich. Luzhou County is indeed too remote, and there are frogs in the well everywhere."

Yan Feng could only smile bitterly in his heart when he said the old man Jianling... He once asked the old man Jianling what kind of cultivation he had, and the old man just said "unfathomable" and then said nothing.

Unfathomable, your uncle... Unfathomable, a yarn answer.

As for how the old man Jianling knew that the Heavenly Lord was the newly achieved position of the Heavenly Lord, Yan Feng was not interested in exploring it.

As the voice of the Heavenly Lord fell, the middle-aged man who was presenting no longer dared to continue his moji and quickly began to introduce this so-called finale.

Yan Feng no longer has any hope. Not to mention whether the last one is a martial art, even if it is a martial art, it must be an ordinary martial art. This kind of martial art is definitely not something Yan Feng can afford.

"This last finale treasure is a broken blade fragment."

The middle-aged man who was presenting the show looked a little excited. With a wave of his hand, the ancient wooden box in his hand opened, which was... a blood-red broken blade, only half a foot long.

But from this broken blade, an amazing evil aura surged out!

Although there was no other person participating in the auction, Yan Feng could feel that when the ancient wooden box was opened, all the people participating in the auction venue seemed to have held their breath.

But... Yan Feng didn't think anything was there. Apart from this monstrous evil spirit, Yan Feng didn't see anything else.

"This broken blade is..."

Someone began to wonder and before he could finish speaking, the host spoke loudly

"You are not wrong. This is the broken blade of the ancient demon sword, which is the sword of the Baili Heavenly King that was famous before an era, which shocked the entire continent!"

The moment these words came out, Yan Feng's indifferent attitude suddenly frowned!

Baili... Heavenly Lord?!
Chapter completed!