At this time, Nie Chenfeng's mind was filled with violent storms stirred up by the Beidou Cloud Image. He saw that the image of the Beidou Cloud was like seven Beidou planets, oppressing his consciousness and threatening to escape from his body at any time.
, and Nie Chenfeng was struggling to suppress it.
"Damn, is this...?"
Nie Chenfeng was speculating in his mind, but his face was calm. If the world knew what the thing that was emitting waves was, wouldn't it cause a huge catastrophe?
For a long time, Nie Chenfeng hurriedly entered the second area of the auction, and then carefully sensed the source of the fluctuation and searched for it seriously.
The second area of the auction was the weapons area. There were people coming and going. There were not many yellow-level monks, and there were even one or two extremely terrifying Xuan-level monks, because Nie Chenfeng actually sensed it when he walked past him.
Its small body contains huge energy.
Nowadays, Nie Chenfeng's cultivation level cannot be seen unless he is a powerful king. Since he practiced the "Martial Emperor's Fighting Scripture", the fluctuations of mana in his whole body have gradually become weaker. Finally, until he advanced to the Huang level, his whole body
His aura of being is actually hidden. In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, Nie Chenfeng is at best a human-level being.
"High-grade robes, come and take a look, it only requires a hundred yellow-grade wood crystals, or one black-grade wood crystal!"
"The three-legged king tripod, a medium-grade treasure, only requires a thousand yellow-level wood crystals, or ten black-level wood crystals. If you want it, come and buy it."
"Hey, I have a damaged low-grade flying sword here, worth 10,000 yellow-level wood crystals, or an earth-level wood crystal. I want to exchange it for it."
As soon as he entered the venue, countless people could be heard shouting and selling, but these obviously did not arouse Nie Chenfeng's interest, because he was looking for the source of the inexplicable fluctuations.
"Hey, brat, you look like you're burning with desire. What are you looking for? Could it be a beautiful woman?" Fanti asked doubtfully, looking at Nie Chenfeng with suspicion.
"Ouch... wretched man, you are a bit promising, okay? You only have beauties in your eyes! Let me tell you, 'beauties are clouds, beauties are troubles', you know? This dragon absolutely despises you!" Hearing this!
, Huanglong flew to Fanti's shoulder and roared with its dragon mouth grinning.
"You just follow me, eh? How did you meet him?" Nie Chenfeng said to the person and dragon next to him, but he accidentally spotted a familiar figure.
Not far away, I saw a group of female monks chattering around a handsome man in white. The man was very handsome, and his fair face was not what a man should have. This man, Hao Ran, was Wang Chong of the Wang family.
"Brother Wang Chong, would you like to accompany me tonight? This little girl is Shan Shui, a disciple of Shuiyue Cave Heaven." A charming woman twisted her seductive waist and pressed against Wang Chong, who was tilting his head.
"Brother Wang, my name is Hongliu. I am a genius of the Yin Yang Sect. Let this little girl serve you."
...
When Wang Chong saw this, he ignored them and took Wang Yu and others towards the depths of the crowd with a flick of his white shirt.
"Damn it, it's that damn bastard! Huh, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins, come on, brat, let's rob him!" Fanti was very angry when he saw Wang Chong being cheered and admired by a group of women, so he said to him
Nie Chenfeng said dissatisfiedly.
"Holy shit, you wretched man, do you dare to take action here? If you do, within ten breaths, we will die without a burial place. There are several Xuan-level masters secretly here!"
After that, Nie Chenfeng pulled the jealous Fanti and walked towards an inconspicuous stall.
"Huh? I finally found it! This is a fragment of the Xueyin Kuangdao! It must be true. I used it with my own hands back then, but unfortunately it was shattered. But, just such a piece can save the youngest God. ?" Nie Chenfeng felt the Beidou Cloud Image in his mind becoming more and more violent, his eyes full of enthusiasm and shock, and he thought in his heart.
At this time, I saw an old woman with white hair, wrinkles and a tattered body sitting on a tarnished fragment of a broken knife beside a stall at the end of the second largest area of the weapon. The old woman closed her eyes and said nothing. , not even looking at the people passing by, sitting cross-legged like an old monk in meditation, not caring at all about the things sold on the stalls.
Nie Chenfeng felt that this person was very strange, and at the same time he was glad that the fragment of the broken knife had not been discovered by anyone. But it is true that such an inconspicuous fragment must not be known to everyone. Of course, except for those who have seen and done it with their own eyes. Nie Chenfeng, the master of Snowy Drinking Sword.
Then, he squatted down and finally said: "Senior, how many wood crystals do you need for the fragment you are sitting on? I want to buy it, I wonder if it is possible?"
However, the old woman with her eyes closed did not react at all, as if she had passed away.
Nie Chenfeng was a little confused when he saw this, and then asked cautiously: "Senior, don't you know that you sell the fragment of the broken knife you are sitting on?"
After several breaths, the old man was still silent and did not answer. When Fanti saw this, he curled his lips and said impatiently: "Senior, are you here to close your eyes and relax, or are you here to auction things?"
Ah Huang, who was flying in the air next to him, saw this and secretly said with joy: "Dear Mother Dragon, we are in great luck! Brat, this fragment of the broken sword is probably not simple. It seems to be a treasure that reaches the heaven and the earth. It was just shattered. However, it is impossible to hide it from my eyes."
"But even the king may not be able to see it. Hehe, you must get it!"
Nie Chenfeng tilted his head and said helplessly with his spiritual consciousness: "Ah Huang, this is the fragment of Xue Yin's mad sword. I used this mad sword to make a fuss at Xue'er's wedding banquet back then, but this mad sword made trouble for Xue'er. I, the Nie family, brought disaster. In the end, this crazy knife shattered in my hand at the same time as the mysterious sharp arrow."
Nie Chenfeng had told Ah Huang before that he had killed king-level warriors, and had blood feuds with several great kings. He told Huang Long everything because he chose to believe Ah Huang without hesitation, even though This Ah Huang looks so cunning and unreliable.
"What? Snow Drinking Crazy Sword? Ouch... You prodigal son, you have ruined all this? I spit toilet water on your face! This dragon's heart is broken, Ouch... ...." Upon hearing this, Ah Huang's spiritual consciousness continued to vent his frustration towards Nie Chenfeng. Obviously, this Snow Drinking Sword was a rare treasure in the vast continent, and it was related to all the great secrets of the past.
And then, no matter how much Nie Chenfeng asked about this crazy knife, the dead dragon just clenched its mouth and refused to talk about life or death.
"Damn it, brat, I'm too lazy to tell you more. I'm so pissed off. I just want to tell you that I had never seen this sword before, but I heard about it. I have been searching for it ever since but still haven't found its whereabouts." Huang said mysteriously, but did not reveal any useful information.
Just when Nie Chenfeng was about to question Ah Huang, the old woman on the street stall suddenly spoke: "I'm sorry for you..."
"I'm sorry......"
"It's all my fault!"
Everyone was confused after hearing what the old woman said, and even those who were curious and came over to buy some swords looked at the dirty old man in front of them, who was full of rotten odor and stayed away from each other.
"Boy Chen, let's go. It seems that there is something wrong with this old man. If you want the fragment, I will get it for you. Why bother?" The wretched man said dissatisfiedly, and then went directly to get the old man to sit down.
The remaining fragments of the knife underneath.
However, for a moment, both of them and the dragon were surprised, because the old man sat there motionless, and Fanti tried his best to pull out the remaining fragments of the knife.
"Damn, I'm so angry. What the hell is this thing? Why is this old man so heavy?" Fanti's cheeks turned red and he said depressedly. Although he had used all his magic power, he could not move the old man away.
The one-foot-long black dragon hanging on Nie Chenfeng's arm was so shocked that his eyes widened when he saw this scene. He opened his mouth and looked at this scene in disbelief. Then he seemed to have thought of something, and then he waved his tail in fright.
He hid directly in Nie Chenfeng's sleeves:
"Ouch... the corpse has transformed, I'm scared to death! Boy Chen, run away quickly, this old woman is too scary!"