Xiao Chenfeng shook his head, no longer thinking about this, but turned to Mr. Xi and asked: "Did the spiritual weapons at this fair come from within your ghost market?"

Mr. Xi was stunned. A few days ago, this person saw through the entrance to my weapon refining room, and now he revealed the source of this spiritual weapon. Could it be that this person really has the ability to predict the future?

Suppressing these doubts, he nodded and asked curiously: "That's true. I wonder where you know it. Only a few people know about it?"

Master Huang on the side was slightly startled when he heard the conversation between the two. Xiao Chenfeng had already demonstrated his ability to predict the unknown several times in front of him. This ability was truly shocking, and he was even more in awe of Xiao Chenfeng.

Only Mo Qingxi, under the white veil, had a nice curve at the corner of her mouth, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

It’s not that Master Xi and Master Huang don’t know the existence of spiritual consciousness and its abilities, but the monks who can possess spiritual consciousness on earth are old monsters who have survived for hundreds of years, and anomalies like Xiao Chenfeng.

, it is really beyond their knowledge and view of cultivation.

Xiao Chenfeng pretended to smile mysteriously and did not answer. Instead, he looked at him deeply and continued: "Is this spiritual weapon related to Beimang?"

Mr. Xi nodded helplessly and said:

"Since you all know, I will not hide it from you. In the past, Elder Wen obtained an ancient bronze lamp from a tomb in Beimang Mountain, which was recognized as a spiritual weapon.

This spiritual weapon is only extremely effective against undead creatures, but it poses no threat to ordinary monks. Moreover, this ancient lamp caused Elder Wen's body to be stained with corpse odor. Even his cultivation level seemed to be due to the ancient lamp.

Reason dropped.

This ancient lamp revealed something strange, and the ancestor of the Wen family couldn't solve it himself, so Elder Wen had no choice but to put the ancient lamp up for auction. You should have seen this elder of the Wen family, he is the guide of the ghost market. "

Xiao Chenfeng thought thoughtfully, no wonder this person would put up the spiritual weapons that many monks coveted for auction. It turned out to be this reason.

The identity of the Wen family elder is also very clear, he is the old man in the secret cave outside the ghost market.

"But this ancient lamp is a spiritual weapon after all. Why not get it at a large auction, but put it in the ghost market? You must know that at a large auction, a spiritual weapon will definitely attract many old monsters to fight for it. Even those

The sect might even take action." Master Huang said doubtfully.

Mr. Xi glanced at Master Huang indifferently. Normally, he would never pay attention to a small person like Master Huang. However, since this person is Xiao Chenfeng's slave, he should not only look at the monk's face but also the Buddha's face.

He continued: "Now that the earth has entered the Age of Ending Dharma, the spiritual energy has been exhausted, and the resources for cultivation have also been sharply reduced. All practitioners' demands for resources have never been as strong as they are now.

Ancient bronze lamps, a special spiritual weapon, are useless for combat, and can only exert their value in Beiman Mountain.

However, there are very few cultivation resources in Beimang Mountain, and most of the resources that can be found are only helpful for practicing ghost ways.

Moreover, Beiman Mountain is known as one of the Seven Forbidden Lands in China, and the dangers therein are self-evident. People who ventured into Beiman Mountain in previous years had a narrow escape, and very few were able to return safely. Otherwise, Beiman Mountain would have been destroyed long ago.

Those big forces took over.

If there was a better choice, no one would think of trying their luck in Beiman Mountain. Therefore, this ancient bronze lamp is useless to those powerful forces with relatively abundant resources. It is better to put it up for auction in the ghost market. After all, it is the ghost market.

Practitioners all have the idea of ​​​​entering Beimang Mountain to try their luck. To them, this ancient bronze lamp is valuable. "

After listening to what Mr. Xi said, Master Huang smiled awkwardly and said, "So that's it."

Mr. Xi shook his head, changed the subject, and said: "Having said that, there is indeed a great opportunity in Beimang Mountain. A hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Wen family was an unknown person. Later, he found something in Beimang Mountain and became famous in one fell swoop.

The Chinese folk master has already entered the peak realm of magic fifty years ago. His current level of cultivation is unknown, but there are rumors that he has already entered the realm of Taoism."

Master Huang was surprised: "It's actually the realm of Taoism!"

The first three realms of earth warlocks are: nourishing qi, magic, and Tao; the first three realms of warriors are: inner strength, transformation, and grand master. In Xiao Chenfeng's opinion, whether it is the realm of Tao or grand master

, are all similar to the innate realm of Ziwei Star Territory. As for the actual situation, he still needs to personally come into contact with these warriors and warlocks to understand.

Xiao Chenfeng's strength is in the late acquired stage, but his true strength is absolutely comparable to the average early innate stage, and he is completely unafraid of Taoist magicians and grand master warriors on earth.

Mr. Xi set his sights on Xiao Chenfeng. That day he guessed that Xiao Chenfeng might be a "Thunder Demon" or a member of the "Shenxiao Sect", which made Wen Hongcai surrender to Xiao Chenfeng. Even the ancestor of the Wen family thought that Xiao Chenfeng

It may have a great origin.

But Wang Mazi directly denied that Xiao Chenfeng was a disciple of the Thunder Demon and the spokesperson of the Shenxiao Sect, which made Xiao Chenfeng's identity confusing again.

When Mr. Xi discovered that Xiao Chenfeng's face did not change after hearing that the ancestor of the Wen family might be a warlock in the realm of Taoism, he was immediately shocked.

In this situation, either Xiao Chenfeng did not take the ancestor of the Wen family seriously, or Xiao Chenfeng was deeply scheming and pretending to be calm.

About half an hour later, the trade fair started, and there were only about forty people in the venue at the moment.

The process of the trade fair is very simple. The seller directly takes out the item and quotes the price. The next person starts bidding, and the one with the highest price wins.

At first, a seller took out a semi-miraculous medicine and asked for 50 million.

With Xiao Chenfeng's current wealth, he has little interest in medicinal materials of the semi-spiritual level.

In the end, Mr. Xi bought this semi-miracle plant for 70 million.

Subsequently, more than a dozen items were put up for auction, most of which were alchemy and weapon refining materials. Before entering Beimang Mountain, no one was willing to put out elixirs, talismans, and magic weapons for auction. Such items were all for sale.

Go to Beimang Mountain as a life-saving capital.

Xiao Chenfeng never made a move.

After all the auction items in the stone house were auctioned, an old man wearing a gray robe and with a stooped body entered the venue.

The old man's face was pale, and his whole body exuded a strong stench. His dim yellow eyes were rolling around, and he kept looking at the people in the stone house.

Whenever he saw someone covering their nose or showing signs of nausea, he would frown slightly.

Suddenly, his eyes became extremely fierce, looking at the location of Xiao Chenfeng and others, and at the same time, some doubts flashed in his heart.

'These three people were not trapped and died in the cave?'

But when he saw Mr. Xi beside Xiao Chenfeng, he frowned and looked away.

The old man walked to the center of the stone house, took out a red wooden box from his arms, and carefully opened the wooden box a slight gap.

Suddenly, along with a gloomy wind, the temperature in the entire stone house seemed to drop a bit, and green light emitted from the gaps, dyeing the entire stone house a dense green.

Everyone was staring intently at the wooden box in the old man's hand. This spiritual weapon had not yet been taken out, but it could cause such a strange phenomenon, which made everyone even more excited.

The old man looked around, expressionlessly opened the wooden box, and fully displayed the ancient lamp in front of everyone.

The ancient lamp has a snake body and a ghost face. The snake body is winding and its scales are shining with green light. It is clearly visible. The head of the snake body is a vicious grimace. The ghost face is black. Its ghost pupils are shining with blood and its mouth is very big.

The fine blood-colored ghost teeth intertwined, and a thin green flame swayed on the tip of the long and stretched blood-colored tongue.

An evil and cold breath rushed towards the face, making people tremble in their hearts.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on the ancient lamp, and they all exclaimed in exclamation.

Xiao Chenfeng's spiritual consciousness was instantly detected, and then a strange light flashed in his eyes. This ancient lamp was indeed a spiritual weapon, used to suppress the spirit bodies of dead cultivators and prevent corpse transformation and the generation of evil spirits.

However, it seems that in the process of suppressing the spirit body, this ancient lamp had an accident and absorbed an evil spirit.

The smell of corpses on the old man's body is the smell of evil spirits. Evil spirits can absorb the monk's vitality, causing the old man's cultivation to decline.

Xiao Chenfeng's eyes flashed. You must know that although this kind of evil spirit is harmful to monks, it can be used to refine weapons and turn them into weapon spirits. The magic weapon with the weapon spirit is called a treasure weapon, and its level is more

On top of the spiritual weapon.

A powerful treasure can burn mountains and boil seas, cut off the sky, and possess the power to destroy heaven and earth. Xiao Chenfeng believes that if he can really refine a treasure, he will definitely not be afraid of any firearms in the country, and can even resist them.

Rockets, atomic bombs and other modern weapons.

Mo Qingxi looked at the ancient lamp, frowned slightly, and said: "Master, I think there is something fishy about this lamp. The evil aura makes me feel sick."

"This lamp is more evil than the ghosts I raise. It must be a very powerful ghost weapon." Master Huang said happily.

Mr. Xi shook his head and whispered to the three of them: "This lamp is so evil that even the ancestors of the Wen family are helpless. I think it's best not to touch it."

Xiao Chenfeng glanced at Mr. Xi and said calmly: "This spiritual weapon has hidden secrets and is of great use to me. I think the ancestor of the Wen family is just a mediocre person, and he missed such a treasure."

Mr. Xi was immediately speechless. The ancestor of the Wen family was most likely a great monk in the realm of Taoism. In those big sects, he could also be regarded as a Supreme Elder. If he was a mediocre person, then what would happen in this world?

There are too many mediocrities.

The Western man and woman in the southwest corner of the stone house also widened their green eyes, showing a hint of shock.

"What an evil ghostly aura, it really makes my blood boil!" The big Western man, who looked like a brown bear, had an intoxicated expression on his face.

"If you sacrifice this evil spirit to my lord, you will definitely be praised by my lord." The blond woman with blue eyes licked her seductive red lips, with a hint of fanaticism flashing in her eyes.

"We must get it." The two looked at each other and said in unison in English.

Although others could not see the secret in this lamp, they knew it was a spiritual weapon, and they all showed greedy eyes.

Everyone's expressions fell on the old man's eyes. Green light flashed in his white pupils, and he said in a hoarse and low voice: "This lamp is a low-level spiritual weapon. It has the effect of suppressing evil spirits. If anyone gets this lamp,

, it will definitely dominate the Beiman Mountains, but this spiritual weapon is only effective against undead souls..."

After listening to the old man's introduction, everyone couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It turned out that this spiritual weapon was only effective against undead creatures. At the same time, they knew in their hearts that if it weren't for the limited function of this spiritual weapon, how could the old man get it here for auction?

Woolen cloth?

However, this did not reduce their desire to get the ancient bronze lamp. After all, it was a spiritual weapon, which would be of great help to the trip to Beimang Mountain. Moreover, those real spiritual weapons were priceless, and they could not buy them.

Can't even afford it.

"How to sell this spiritual weapon? How much does it cost?" A big man with a big body, a round waist and a thick neck said in a dull voice.

"This treasure of mine is priceless, how can you measure its price with money, so I won't sell it." The old man glanced at the big man indifferently, and said in a hoarse and deep voice, "Who can help the old man improve his cultivation and extend his lifespan? This magical weapon
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