Zhao Yun sheathed his sword.

The next step is to collect the spoils of war. This is a very important job. Those who can be taken away are welcome. The young man is indeed from the Tang Sect. Judging from the luggage, most of them are hidden weapons, such as the iron lump just now, and a few more.

In addition, there is fog and smoke, and there are all kinds of hidden weapons.

It's a pity that the young man met him. With so many hidden weapons, he was knocked down before he could use them. He was very depressed until he died.

"go home."

After sweeping away the loot, he destroyed the corpse and disappeared, patted his butt and disappeared into the forest, heading straight for Wanggu City.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine pours down.

There were many people on the official road today, and most of them were people covered in black robes, riding horses and galloping by.

Zhao Yun is also one of them.

He saw Han Ming, the young lord of Canglang City, who was not covered in black robes. He saw that his mount was enough to bluff people. It was Canglang Beast, a wolf-shaped monster that had been tamed and turned into a mount. It was very fast.

But it was much faster than a horse. Apart from him, there were more than a dozen old men, all in the Xuanyang realm. Most of them were guards. They were not ordinary arrogant. They were rampaging all the way. I don't know how many people suffered, but they dared to be angry and dare not speak out. It seemed that they all knew

who is he.

The young city lord of a city, not to mention the Xuanyang realm, does not dare to provoke the Ksitigarbha realm at will. He has an army in his hands. No matter how strong one person is, he cannot defeat the army. Even if Ksitigarbha is at his peak,

You have to weigh it up.

"The style is so dazzling."

Zhao Yun sighed, glanced below, and then looked up at the sky. There were many birds in the sky, including white cranes, giant eagles, and goshawks. They were all tamed spiritual beasts, with all kinds of strange things. There was a person standing on each one's back.

Everyone in the sky and on earth has one thing in common, they are all heading towards Wangu City. To be more precise, they are all going to attend the Wangu City auction.

Zhao Yun had already anticipated this.

The Forgotten City Auction is held every three years and is famous far and wide. Rumor has it that the owners of the auction pavilion are involved in the royal family. The items auctioned, whether it is elixirs, spiritual fluids, or secrets of martial arts, are all extraordinary. Otherwise, it would not be possible.

People from all directions came to provoke him. Most of the young men in white he killed earlier came to join in the fun. However, he was sent to hell halfway. The money prepared for the auction, a total of thirty thousand taels, also went into his pocket.

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"Is there really a three-marked silver elixir in this auction?"

"Inside information is absolutely correct."

"I have lived for half a century, and I have never seen the Three Pattern Pills."

There were a lot of people on the official road, and there was a lot of discussion. They gathered around and chatted with all kinds of talk.

"Three Pattern Pills."

Zhao Yun murmured, and couldn't help but sigh. If the auction pavilion is very courageous, it is no wonder that it has attracted so many people. If it really involves the royal family, then it makes sense. More than 90% of the alchemists are either in the Tianzong or the royal family.
Chapter completed!