Immemorial Sword Venerable

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Fang Chen came out from the depths of the mountains and gained a lot.

He didn't know that he had been stared at by Tai Xuanjiao. Since he had to understand clearly, what hidden secrets are behind the killing order, so he had to start with a scholar.

How did he conclude that after seeing the killing order, he would let him go?

What exactly is going on?

Before sunset, Fang Chen came to a nearby city called Xuanlong City. According to local explanations, there were real dragons in this city, hence the name.

In Xuanlong City, there are very few devouring demons, and one can only be encountered occasionally, most of whom are affiliated forces under Taixuan Sect.

"Xuanlong Pavilion."

Fang Chen stopped and glanced up, and the three vigorous and powerful words were written on Jin Yaohuang's plaque.

Indistinctly, he heard the sound of a dragon chant, sounded in his mind, and the Yuanshen shook.

"Ok?"

Fang Chen frowned and fell into contemplation.

At this moment, a voice interrupted his thoughts, "This guest, are you here to buy intelligence?"

Xuanlong Pavilion is a famous intelligence organization in Xuanlong City and one of the overlords in charge of Xuanlong City. They make a living by selling intelligence.

"Yes." Fang Chen nodded.

The old man bowed to him and asked with a smile: "I don't know which aspect of information the guest official wants to buy?"

At the same time, the old man invited Fang Chen into a room.

"Tai Xuanjiao." Fang Chen said these three words.

It is said that the old man's complexion changed slightly, but it quickly returned to normal. In Xuanlong City, there are countless outsiders every day. Many people will come to Xuanlong Pavilion for the first time to inquire about some things about Tai Xuan Taoism .

However, the Xuanlong Pavilion has a rule that it is about Tai Xuan Sect. Except for the younger generation of disciples, other information is not sold.

After all, Xuanlong Pavilion is also afraid of Tai Xuan Sect.

"Name." The old man said.

"Scholar."

I know from Bai Xiaosheng that the person is called a scholar, and is the leader of the younger generation of Tai Xuan Sect.

"A holy weapon."

Holy weapons are also divided into strong and weak.

Regarding the information on the scholars of Tai Xuanjiao's chief disciple, the old man asked for a high-grade saint weapon. Fang Chen readily agreed that during the time of his death, he got a lot of saint-class weapons, and they were all the top strong men in ancient times They stayed.

Some were broken internally, and some were defective, which did not do much to him.

After handing the saint-class weapon to the old man, he checked it, and the attitude of the other party had undergone a 180-degree change, because he saw the extraordinary of this weapon.

Being able to take out such weapons with such ease is not an ordinary person.

"Hello, distinguished guest, this is all the information you need about scholars." The old man found the scholar's file among many files.

After Fang Chen took the file, he was ready to leave.

"Guest is slow."

The old man stopped Fang Chen, and he turned around with some doubts. The old man continued: "The guest officer can take out these holy weapons at will, and if he wants to come, he should be the master of money. Yes, I do n’t know if you are interested, guest officer? "

The auction of Xuanlong Pavilion is still very famous. Powerhouses in nearby cities will come to participate, even those who devour the demon.

"auctions?"

Fang Chen was talking in his mouth.

The old man quickly took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Fang Chen, and then said: "This is the booklet of the auction. The items on the auction are written in detail above. Of course, the last three finale items are no longer on the top. . "

Every time the auction, the finale items will make everyone crazy, the Xuanlong Pavilion deliberately did not say it, just to leave suspense and attract more people to participate in the auction.

Originally, Fang Chen was not interested in participating, but when he saw that there were people in the snowy mountains on the invitation list at the top of the booklet, he was a little moved.

"When does it start?" Fang Chen asked.

"Three days later, it will be held in my Xuanlong Pavilion." Said the old man.

Fang Chen nodded and agreed to the old man's invitation, "Okay, I will be here in three days."

"Guest, this is my token. Hold it and you can enter the auction directly." The old man took out the token.

Fang Chen thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of a little, he asked: "There should be VIP rooms in the auction venue?"

He didn't want to reveal his identity, let alone people from Daxue Mountain and Tai Xuan Taoism recognize it, and wanted to go to the VIP room.

He has participated in countless auctions before. He knows that there are usually VIP rooms in the auction. Some big figures are not willing to show up easily. These VIP rooms are convenient for them.

"Yes, yes, but ..."

The old man was a little embarrassed. Originally, he invited Fang Chen to participate in the auction, also because he saw that he could take out high-level holy weapons, and he must be a rich master.

If he can successfully bid at the auction, he is the referrer, and he can get a fee for it.

However, it was difficult for some strongmen to let him help the VIP room.

"Why, is there a problem?" Fang Chen asked.

The old man gritted his teeth and said, "You don't know about VIPs, our VIP rooms at Xuanlong Pavilion are limited, and there are too many big people to attend. It is very difficult to enter VIP rooms unless you have enough financial resources . "

The rules of Xuanlong Pavilion, financial resources symbolize everything, as long as you have enough financial resources, you are eligible to enter the VIP room.

Wow!

Without saying anything, Fang Chen took out a bunch of saint-class weapons. Although most of them were incomplete, the **** atmosphere inside the weapons made the old man retreat again and again, panting.

"very scary."

The old man shook his head vigorously, thinking of the picture just now, and he felt terrified.

"Is this enough?" Fang Chen asked.

The old man nodded hurriedly, making jokes. He hasn't seen so many saint-class weapons in his life. At the moment, he treats Fang Chen's attitude as if he were a big man.

"Of course it's enough. The VIPs are assured. I will prepare the VIP room for you. You can just come in three days later." The old man wiped the forehead with sweat.

"Okay, I will be there on time in three days." After that, Fang Chen turned and left Xuanlong Pavilion.

call!

After Fang Chen completely disappeared, the old man sighed with relief. The pressure of the holy weapons was so strong that he was a little breathless.

"What is the origin of this guy, so young, he has so many fierce holy weapons?"

The old man's eyes rolled, guessing Fang Chen's identity.

Intuition tells him that this person may be a child of a hidden clan, or the kind of arrogance that experienced life and death, blood and fire.

The immortality of those holy weapons is enough to explain everything.