Charlie and his men looked novel. They had long heard that some dark demon falcons were trained to imitate human language. Now they actually saw it, which was really eye-opening.

"The Demon Sacrifice Day? There are more than thirty days left. I don't know what expression the old man would have when he saw his useless young son suddenly became a four-winged yellow demon? It would definitely be quite exciting." Feng Yi smiled in his heart.

On the day of the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Day, the three demon kings of the Blood Demon King and the Mad Demon King gathered in the Demon City to hold sacrifices together. This is the most solemn and grand festival of the entire demon clan. Demons are the old capital of the Heavenly Demon King, and are recognized as the heart of the demon clan. None of the three demon kings dares to occupy the demon city as the capital.

Since it was such a grand festival, my group of people were too cold. It seemed that they had to get some gold coins first, at least they could not lose in terms of momentum. Feng Yi thought so.

"Moye, please accompany me to Wujiang City, Humanity, Charlie and the despicable and shameless stay to continue training." Feng Yi said.

Billy looked at Feng Yi, Moye and Liu Yanyun rode away on wildebeests, and murmured: "It is simply a shame to be a servant to not be able to follow the master at all times. One day I can restrain my breath with my master, and I can also go to and from the human city with my master."

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At this time, Feng Yi had carefully put on makeup and had hidden all the characteristics of the demons. He wore a human black-bottomed and golden-patterned robe. He was such a handsome young man.

"What are you going to Wujiang City to do?" Liu Yanyun became like an ordinary woman after dressing up, but her special temperament could not be concealed. When she heard that Feng Yi was going to Wujiang City in Humanity, she also followed her.

"Hehe, get some money to spend it." Feng Yi smiled.

Liu Yanyun frowned and said, "Are you going to rob?"

Feng Yi glanced at Liu Yanyun and laughed and said, "Fairy Yun, it seems that you still didn't know me carefully. I, Feng Yi and Satan, are such a lack of standards? This time I went to Wujiang City to do some small business."

Liu Yanyun was stunned for a moment and thought about it carefully. It seemed that she still had to increase her efforts to understand this devil, but he was always so unpredictable.

A few days later, the three of them entered Wujiang City.

Wujiang City is one of the big cities on the edge of the wasteland. It is an independent city and is not under the jurisdiction of any human country. Therefore, people from all walks of life gather here, and people come and go very lively.

Feng Yi looked at this quaint city curiously. Through the buildings of a city, the cultural characteristics and heritage of the city can often be reflected.

"Moye, you are familiar with this place, do you know where to acquire magic scrolls?" Feng Yi asked.

"The auction house has a trading hall, where people specialize in purchasing magic scrolls of various levels." Moye replied.

Under Moye's leadership, Feng Yi and the other two came to an auction house called Qu's family, which was supposed to be an industry called Qu's family.

The trading halls of auction houses always seem to be so crowded, and some people buy here and some people sell here.

Moye took Feng Yi to a trading window with the magic scroll trading written on it.

"Dear guest, what kind of magic scroll do you want to buy? We have all kinds of magic scrolls from black iron to platinum." A pretty girl inside asked sweetly.

"How much does a black iron scroll of the Wind-type Double Wind Blade Technique cost?" Feng Yi asked.

"Six thousand gold coins per." The girl replied.

"So what is the price you bought?" Feng Yi raised his eyebrows. It was expensive. Even if one of the 100 empty scrolls was successful, except for the magic power and energy consumed, the cost was only one thousand gold coins. It seems that the magic scroll drawer is indeed a very prosperous profession.

"Our purchase price is 5,500 gold coins. If there are too many, you can add 200 gold coins." The girl replied.

"Moye, take the bag down and give it to this lady." Feng Yi ordered.

"Yes, Feng Shao." Moye was a little puzzled. He didn't know what was in the bag he was carrying. Could it be that it was really all magic scrolls?

The girl opened the bag and couldn't help but cover her little mouth and exclaimed. She saw dozens of black iron magic scrolls inside, including two bronze magic scrolls that were flashing in bronze.

Moye and Liu Yanyun both looked at Feng Yi in surprise, not knowing where these magic scrolls came from, and Liu Yanyun would not have thought that these were all drawn by him.

"Dear guest, please wait, I'll call our shopkeeper." The girl said and walked away. At this time, someone in the trading hall noticed Feng Yi and the other two. Seeing that he had taken out so many magic scrolls at once, they were constantly looking at him. The magic scroll painter is a very popular profession. He has a higher status than a simple noble magician. Especially the painter who can draw golden-level magic scrolls, there are people who can rush around wherever he goes, because gold-level magic scrolls are not available with money, and are often filming

Anyone that appears at the sale will be hyped up to a sky-high price. Originally, a gold-level magic scroll is only worth millions of gold coins according to its actual value, but often a gold-level magic scroll can only be bought with tens of millions of yuan. Moreover, the powerful holy magic drawn in the gold-level magic scroll is a huge holy magic. If you own one, it is equivalent to having a second life, because even a holy magician needs to chant for a long time when casting holy magic. If you smash a holy magic casually, I believe that most people will capsize in the gutter.

Soon, a fat middle-aged man like Maitreya Buddha walked over with a smile on his face, his small eyes were trapped in the fat meat, and almost a gap was left. He personally invited Feng Yi and the other two to the VIP room.

"Dear guest, I am Le Wubian, the shopkeeper of Wujiang Branch of Qu Auction House. You have given us a total of 50 black iron-level magic scrolls and two bronze-level magic scrolls. One black iron-level magic scroll, we will give you 5,900 gold coins, and one bronze-level magic scroll of 62,000 gold coins, a total of 419,000 gold coins. Do you need cash or deposit it into a gold card?" Le Wubian asked respectfully.

"Le Wu Bian? Haha, it's fun enough. Please help me save it on the gold card." Feng Yi said as he took out a golden card. In fact, this kind of gold card is universal throughout the Shenfeng Continent. Whether it is hostile demons, humans, gods, and other cities, after all, the convenience of gold cards can be seen, and no one wants to bring heavy gold coins everywhere.

Soon, Le Wubian handed it to Feng Yi with the gold card that had already saved the gold coins, and then said, "Dear guest, ask, are these magic scrolls drawn by you personally?"

"That's right, but I can only draw some black iron and bronze levels, but my master can draw magic scrolls of silver or even gold levels." Feng Yi smiled, looking very proud.
Chapter completed!