Best Ascension

Chapter 139
Later, Zhao Sheng walked into the living room and met Zhou Yingze.

After the two of them exchanged polite words, Zhou Yingze took the lead to get to the point and asked, "Zhao Daoyou, why are you here today?"

Zhao Sheng first looked at Zhou Yingze carefully.

Zhou Yingze was handsome and handsome, with a pair of red eyes made of molten gold, which made him not angry and majestic.Coupled with the profound cultivation of the foundation building Dzogchen, the whole person looks like facing the abyss and standing on the mountain, unfathomable.

Although Zhao Sheng had a grudge against the Zhou family, he had to secretly praise him: "This person is worthy of being in charge of the world, and he has a heroic spirit."

Zhao Sheng cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhou, Zhao is here to bid farewell to Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Yingze focused his gaze, "Huh? Why did Fellow Daoist Zhao say that? Could it be that my Zhou family has something wrong with you?"

Zhao Sheng smiled and waved his hands, "Brother Zhou misunderstood! The Zhou family treated me like a distinguished guest, and Zhao was deeply touched. I am not here to resign as a guest minister, but to return to my hometown to visit old friends. It won't be long, at most Will be back in a year or two."

Zhou Yingze felt relieved, and said with a smile: "So that's the case, so Zhou can feel relieved.

When you leave for your hometown, Zhou will definitely send you a generous gift! "

Zhao Sheng immediately declined and said: "No need! Brother Zhou's heart, Zhao has accepted it! But the spiritual salary given by the Zhou family is already rich enough, there is no need to add more, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

Zhou Yingze insisted on giving it, but Zhao Sheng refused repeatedly.

After a few rounds, Zhou Yingze saw Zhao Sheng's sincere attitude, and was very satisfied with Zhao Sheng's statement, so he didn't insist on it anymore.

After the two chatted for a while, Zhao Sheng offered to leave. Zhou Yingze was busy with a lot of affairs, so he didn't want to keep him.

A while later, Zhou Yingze personally sent Zhao Sheng to the door, watched him fly away with Yu Jian, and then returned to the mansion.

Three days later, Zhao Sheng said goodbye to Zhou Zhongyu and others, and then left Zhoucheng in a cloud boat.

After crossing the border of Hongyangzhou, Yun Zhou suddenly made a big bend, crossed the sky full of wind and sand, and flew to the southeast with difficulty.

That's where Yongjing is!
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Yongjing, Wanbaofang.

The scale of Wanbao Auction House is very large, with many buildings, occupying more than half of Wanbaofang. There are nearly a hundred registered stores responsible for receiving auctions sent by immortal cultivators, forming a street for sending treasures.

Jibao Street has a large daily flow of people. People come and go on the street, and people come and go in and out of the shops beside the street. It is very busy.

When he came to Jibao Street, Zhao Sheng found a store with the most luxurious decoration and walked in.

After entering the store, a clever servant immediately ran up and said with a smile: "Senior, do you have a treasure to send?"

Zhao Sheng hummed, and said: "Well, I want to send a spiritual weapon! Find me a second-level treasure appraiser."

In Wanbao Auction House, there are appraisers who are responsible for identifying the authenticity of treasures and estimating their prices.

According to the preciousness of treasures, treasure appraisers are divided into several levels.

Tier [-] treasure appraisers correspond to Tier [-] treasures, such as Tier [-] panaceas, true talismans, spiritual weapons, magic circles, and so on.

Hearing that it was a spiritual weapon, the servant didn't dare to neglect, and quickly led Zhao Sheng into the backyard, and came to an elegant room.

Behind the desk in the north of the room sat a hale and hearty old man with sharp eyes.

After the little servant stepped forward to explain the situation and stepped back, the old man's eyes flashed, he looked at Zhao Sheng who was sitting down, and asked: "Senior, can the spirit weapon you sent for the auction be seen by the little old man?"

Zhao Sheng nodded, took out a small black seal from the storage bag, and put it on the table.

Xiaoyue Yin is a low-grade spiritual weapon, since Zhao Sheng was promoted to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, this thing has become less convenient.

When Zhao Sheng came back to Wanbaofang, he not only used Xiaoyue Yin as a prop, but also sold it by the way.

Someone might have guessed it.

The main purpose of Zhao Sheng coming here today is not to send treasures for auction, but to "appear".

In order to attract some people's attention, he deliberately changed back to his attire and appearance two years ago.

After a while, the appraiser confirmed the grade and integrity of the Xiaoyue seal, and gave an estimated price by the way.

Zhao Sheng nodded indifferently, and agreed to send Xiaoyue Yin for auction.

After the two agreed on some details of the auction, Zhao Sheng left the store.

Then he didn't stay here for long, and left from Jibao Street very quickly.

A few days later, Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared at a certain auction, and took most of the lots, making him a big hit on the spot.

Two days later, he appeared on Jibao Street again, went in and out of several stores, and sent and photographed three or four treasures.

Five days later, the special auction for a certain talisman ended, and Zhao Sheng walked out of the venue.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly let out a muffled snort, froze, and immediately stopped on the spot.

Zhao Sheng's heart was shocked, and he looked up, only to see a bald old man smoking a pipe and pot, looking at him with a smile, a dozen steps away.

Feeling the spiritual power in his body being suppressed by a majestic pressure, Zhao Sheng was not afraid of rejoicing, and secretly said: "It's not slow!"

Although he "cast himself in the net", he has to act where he should act.

Zhao Sheng looked terrified, looked at the strange Jindan Daoist, and forced himself to be calm: "The Daoist sees it clearly, the junior and the Daoist have never met before, I don't know how the junior has offended you?"

The bald old man took a few puffs of cigarettes, exhaled a purple smoke ring, and said calmly: "You have not offended the old man! But someone wants to see you. I was only afraid that you would run away, so I asked the old man to come out. You left voluntarily." How about a trip? Or be beaten half to death and go again?"

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, and immediately nodded knowingly, "Young man, just go with the real person!"

"Well, count yourself as a good boy! Let's go."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Sheng felt his body lighten, the wind whistled in his ears, and purple smoke was in his sight.

After a while, when the smoke cleared in front of Zhao Sheng and he saw the outside world, he was refreshed. The building in front of him was very familiar to him, and it was the Black Ice Terrace in Wubingfang.

After a while, Zhao Sheng was taken to a dark, airtight, underground secret room where there was no light.

At this time, an ordinary middle-aged man who was so plain that he couldn't be found in the crowd was in the secret room.

Looking at the middle-aged man in black attire, the corners of Zhao Sheng's eyes could not help twitching slightly. This man had a murderous aura, which he had only seen in his life. What's more, this man turned out to be a real Jindan Daoist.

Because the void behind this person is an absolute darkness from which even light cannot escape.

And in this darkness, dense blood-colored eyes were "born",
These blood pupils were as big as glass beads, all staring at him firmly, with naked killing intent contained in countless gazes.

Just when Zhao Sheng was shrouded in endless killing intent and his body trembled instinctively, the middle-aged man said: "Name?"

There are only two words, but in Zhao Sheng's ears, it is like a thunderbolt robbing a sword, or like a golden spear and an iron horse, with a strong smell of blood emanating from the voice.

In an instant, the pair of blood eyes in the vision of the golden core brightened, and an unknown horror suddenly descended on him.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng instinctively realized that he must not lie in front of this person.

"Zhao Zhiqin!"

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(End of this chapter)