After some training, the old man nodded proudly: "well, well, well, in that case, I'm relieved if you go to the auction alone this time. In the past few days, I've made great efforts to practice well. Even if the lone shadow sect comes, it can run past them. "

Dong Wenfeng felt something wrong when he heard this: "is it difficult for you not to go to the auction?"

At first, Dong Wenfeng thought that the people of the independent film sect would never give up. Now, from the perspective of time, the other party should be more busy with the auction, so even if someone came to kill himself, it would be just one or two.

But for a long time, if I can kill the people of the independent shadow sect every time, the other party will certainly go out in full force and want to destroy myself.

But this opportunity should only be possible at the auction.

Although Dong Wenfeng couldn't fight at this time, he was not afraid because he was accompanied by an old man.

But now, the old man let himself go to the auction alone?

The old man smiled: "of course I went, but I won't go with you."

Dong Wenfeng asked, "why?"

The old man was embarrassed to scratch his head: "you may not believe it. I usually steal more things, and there are more sects that suffer losses in my hands, so they all guard against me. After I go, I can only sneak in. Maybe I will be chased and beaten by others at that time. Although it won't hurt my life, it's bad if it involves you."

Dong Wenfeng's face was black. The old man's feelings made things bigger than himself. Instead of taking himself, he was kind to himself.

In this way, they should really pretend not to know each other, so that no one will take their anger at the old man on themselves.

But going alone is like looking for death.

Dong Wenfeng pondered and patted his thigh: "then I won't go."

The old man was stunned: "where are you going?"

Dong Wenfeng: "auction."

The old man immediately said, "of course you're going."

I can't refuse what I said.

Dong Wenfeng was stunned for a few seconds: "why?"

The old man answered naturally, "go steal something."

After that, he felt something was wrong, and then added: "a longer market. See more people and make some friends. "

Dong Wenfeng thought for a moment. In fact, he really wanted to know what this auction in the spiritual world was for.

I've seen it in novels before. Generally, what pills and secret methods are auctioned. But this time, Dong Wenfeng and the old man contacted for so long, but found that the other party could neither pill nor secret method.

I don't know if there is in the practice world.

If so, it's certainly not a bad thing to learn a little. If not, there may be other opportunities. Besides, there are many things that money can buy at the auction. I happen to have some spare money. Maybe I can find some treasure.

In short, all the advantages outweigh one disadvantage. For Dong Wenfeng, even if there is no gain, it is not a bad thing to experience this time. And if you really have a chance to secretly bring the lone shadow sect to a pot, that's even better.

Moreover, there is also a very important point, which the old man just said. After his past, he should know more or less friends. Otherwise, his vision is too narrow, he doesn't know the practice world, and he hasn't survived in this environment. If anything happens in the future, it's better to deal with it by a group of people than by himself.

Anyway, the pit father and master can't rely on it.

Dong Wenfeng looked up at the old man: "although what you said is reasonable, I can't beat the lone shadow sect."

He's a little counselled.

The old man hated iron but not steel: "how can you fight? Didn't you just kill a ground level expert? The most powerful person of the single shadow sect is the earth level master. "

Dong Wenfeng retorted: "I can fight one, but the other is a sect!"

The old man clenched his fists: "you have to believe in yourself."

Dong Wenfeng: "... I mean, aren't you going to give me something?"

The master of other people's family, even if he doesn't follow his apprentice to experience, will give his apprentice some treasure, but he is a good master. He doesn't give himself anything, so he lets himself take risks. Is that decent?

The old man thought, "don't say, I really have one." After saying that, he began to take out his pocket: "you have lived in the army for a long time and are used to using short knives. Some time ago, I saw another short knife on the waist of a practitioner on the road. It's very interesting. I don't know what material it is made of. It's not like stone, wood or iron, but it's extremely sharp and cuts iron like mud, Very necessary. "

With that, the old man sent the knife to Dong Wenfeng: "try it."

Dong Wenfeng has a black face. It seems that there are really no good things in his cheap master's sect. No wonder he steals others when he is idle.

He picked up the short knife and looked at it. It was really no different from the ordinary short knife, but Dong Wenfeng was easy to use and was barely sharper than what he usually used.

Dong Wenfeng looked at each other and asked“ No more? "

The old man replied honestly, "No."

Dong Wenfeng: "didn't you steal a lot of things and provoke a lot of people? Where are all the things?"

The old man looked at Dong Wenfeng: "those things don't look good to me. I bought them."

I don't know whether what the other party said is true or false. Dong Wenfeng sighed slightly: "forget it, don't ask you."

Dong Wenfeng learned from the old man for a while. When it was almost dawn, he found a route and was ready to go back to the inn.

On the way back, I bought some things I needed to go to the auction, and smelled them carefully. After confirming that there was no bloody smell, I entered the empty lane.

In fact, Dong Wenfeng felt that his master would not give himself an ordinary short sword. After all, he was the other party's own disciple. If he didn't give heirloom, he had to give something powerful.

But he studied the dagger at home. It had no other characteristics except that it was sharper than all the daggers he had seen.

Dong Wenfeng comforted himself that it would be nice to have such a sharp short knife.

At least it's much better than what I used in the army.

He put away the short knife and began to practice.

As Dong Wenfeng thought, recently, the independent shadow sect really didn't bother him. The more so, Dong Wenfeng knew the many crises at the auction and worked harder in his practice.

He even wondered if he should find a place to buy people and leather masks before the auction.

It is said in the novel that the protagonist will not find out if he wears a mask.

At that time, I can take the lead, call out the people of the solo shadow sect one by one, and then kill them.