He's War God

Shen Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes and nodded.

After the two of them got off the car, they realized that they were in a desolate area. However, there was a market nearby, and the place was bustling with noise and excitement.

"Treasure Auction …"

Shen Qingfeng revealed a strange expression and walked towards the market side by side with Xu Jing.

Just as he reached the entrance of the market, he bumped into an old man.

This old man was dressed as a Taoist and had a shifty appearance. His yellow daoist robe looked rather rough, as if he had found a treasure for several tens of dollars.

What was even more amazing was that his long beard had been glued to his chin with glue.

"This young man looks unfamiliar!" This should be the first time that the Treasure Auction has been held, right? "

The old man smiled at Xu Jing brilliantly, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

He had been here for a long time. The two young men driving the Land Rover administration team looked like they were still young.

It was best to fool this kind of rich second generation, so he deliberately waited at the entrance of the market in case someone else stole the business.

"You … What's the matter? "

Xu Jing was obsessed with cleanliness, he frowned, and took two steps back, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Unexpectedly, the old Daoist stuck close to him again, "This young brother, I see that your face is dark and your vital energy and blood are insufficient. Have you been sweating a lot recently? Have you ever used the toilet frequently? Have your waist and knees gone soft? "

Xu Jing's face changed, and he was caught by the old man.

"Young people! Elegance was normal, but he had to be on guard! Otherwise, it will be too late for regret in the future! "

"This old Taoist has a prescription. After two courses, you will definitely be lively and full of energy. There will no longer be any worries, how about it?"

As the old man spoke, he took out a bag of herbs from his broken pocket and asked for three hundred thousand!

"Damn old geezer!" Don't talk nonsense!? Hurry up and get out of the way! "

Xu Jing became angry. He had interacted with most of the elites in the business world and had never interacted with people like them.

The old man was pushed aside and continued to chase him.

"This little brother, if you think it's expensive, can you negotiate? How about one hundred and fifty thousand? "

"One hundred thousand, will you sell it at a loss of one hundred thousand?" This was a medicine concocted by Snowlotus of Thousand Mountains. This recipe was given to her by Mother Nuwa …

"Sigh!" "Don't go …"

"..."

Xu Jing shook off this madman in big strides and felt his mouth going dry.

He was usually quite a restrained person. He had never messed around with a relationship between a man and a woman, so how could he be weak in the kidney?

Shen Qingfeng followed behind him, observing from the sidelines.

He felt that this Treasure Auction... It might not be what he imagined …

"..."

"Everything is so bright that you can't lose Yin and Yang from the left."

"Usually, only when one is wise and foolish can one have a great master to help him."

A Daoist priest was passing by, but it was much better than the old man at the door.

He was holding a large banner in his right hand. The words "Flying Dragon and dancing" were written on it.

Some of them were performing well, with a ferocious figure, while others were performing with their chests full of broken stones!

"Fellow villagers and fellow villagers, today, I've arrived at the precious location. Since I no longer have anything to do with you, I am here to sell my skills. I hope that you all will have the money to pay me, and the money to pay me!" Thank you everyone! "

Some of them were begging, but they were wearing white robes, so their original color could no longer be seen. In their hands was a broken bowl.

"..."

Of course, there were even more people who set up a small stall.

"Mount Hua Sword Technique, Nine Yin True Scripture, Hu Clan's Saber Technique, Single Solar Finger, Marrow Washing Scripture …" All of them are first-rate cultivation techniques, so their prices are off the charts! "

"Dragon Spring Sword, a treasure of Daoist Master Long Yang from five hundred years ago. It was just unearthed and can only be exchanged for Spirit Stone s. If you pass by, don't miss it!"

"Ten thousand year old divine medicine, ginseng child. Eating one mouthful will extend your life by ten years, and if you eat the whole stalk, it will rise by leaps and bounds!"

Furthermore, there was a strange looking white radish that was being sold, causing the surrounding people to roll their eyes.

"..."

As Xu Jing walked in the Treasure Auction, his face became paler and paler. Even an outsider like him could see that this was not a gathering of Immortal Cultivator, but a group of liars!

"Mr Shen, I am truly sorry. I also did not expect to receive false news."

He smiled apologetically at Shen Qingfeng. Was it really good to trick an Innate Ranker like that?

This great god had killed Lee Qingshan with a raise of his hand, and then even killed his master without a sound.

"I'm fine. I've been free these past few days. It's not bad to come out for a stroll."

Who knew that Shen Qingfeng had an unfathomable smile on his face, it was impossible to tell how he was angry.

He looked around like a man in a market, but he didn't buy anything.

He was different from Xu Jing, he could look on with his Dharma Eyes.

Even though this market was filled with all sorts of people, it did not mean that there were no cultivators present. He had seen quite a few Houtian realm warriors in this market alone.

No matter if it was those who sold their skills or those who begged, all of them had some ability. There weren't that many capable people in Jiangdong.

However, the things these people were selling … In all likelihood, it was fake.

However, there was also truth to it, that Shen Qingfeng saw some strange people wearing special clothes that were selling voodoo toxin dolls.

Those children were surrounded by resentment. They must have had some effect, but he couldn't use them.

Shen Qingfeng brought Xu Jing and the two of them were like young masters of an influential family who had come to watch the scenery. In less than an hour, they had covered more than half of the whole market.

In front of a corner stall, Shen Qingfeng suddenly stopped and focused on the goods inside for a long time.

On the stall was an object shaped like a pill furnace.

Its entire body seemed to be made of black iron, but it was too old. Its surface was covered in rust, and it still lacked an ear. It did not seem to be of much value.

"Boss, how much is this iron furnace?" Shen Qingfeng suddenly asked.

The booth owner was a middle-aged man around forty to fifty years old. He was dressed as a migrant worker and his body was covered with mud. However, he was one of the people with the highest cultivation in the market.

Middle Houtian realm!

The middle-aged stall owner raised his head and looked at the two youngsters in front of him with disdain. He then silently smoked a mouthful of smoke.

"The ancient treasure is not for sale."

Xu Jing could not help but smile, as he looked over, he finally understood that these people only knew how to put on airs and only knew how to coax people.

"A piece of scrap metal really is a treasure. Let's go!"

"This is a group of martial artists, how could there be a treasure here?"

Xu Family stepped forward and pulled at Shen Qingfeng's arm. Shen Qingfeng's face showed hesitation, and wanted to say something, but in the end, he gave up.

When the two of them turned around and took a few steps, the middle-aged vendor suddenly spoke up.

"Since you know about treasures, it means that you have a fated person. Name a price!" This old man will treat it as a good relationship. "

"Huh?" Shen Qingfeng turned and his eyes lit up.

"How about fifty thousand?" he said after a moment's hesitation.

"This is just a piece of scrap metal, what are you buying it for?" Xu Jing asked, puzzled.