Killing the Heaven with One's Body

Moreover, Zhao Meng checked and found that the situation in the house did not look like theft, but more like rummaging, or even robbery in broad daylight. Zhao Meng also started to think about it. He did not have any enemies recently. Although he had fought with the few people he met in the altar, he did not know each other's background, and they were just passing by. There was no battle of interests.

Afterwards, after entering Senior Jin Qiu's hall, I didn't meet anyone else except Senior Jin Qiu, so I could rule out the previous group of people. After entering the city, there was only some friction with the stall owner. Judging from his performance at the time, it is not impossible that he would dare to provoke me again after knowing the strength of the two people around him, unless there is some force behind him supporting him and he would provoke me blatantly even though he knows he can't afford to offend them.

But Zhao Meng was not afraid, and immediately sat down to practice. It was not until the evening that Senior Jin Qiu returned to the inn. After hearing about this, he frowned and did not say much, but just said: "I will take you out to see it tonight."

He turned around and went back to his room. After nourishing his bone wings, Zhao Meng began to refine his martial arts again. Every battle was a time for him to discover problems, especially in recent times when facing enemies stronger than himself. His mentality was still not stable enough. He would easily become nervous at the first moment, which resulted in the inability to organize an effective attack in the first time, and even mistakes in the subsequent action connections. These were fatal when facing the enemy alone.

Most of the victories are won by storing more energy than others. What if there is no extra energy? After thinking about this, Zhao Meng continued to practice his basic skills and the connection of his moves in the house. Zhao Meng didn't go out until someone knocked on the door at night. Seeing that it was Senior Jin Qiu, he followed him. Under the guidance of Senior Jin Qiu, they went through several alleys and came to a place that looked ordinary. But after entering the door, Zhao Meng found that it was a different world. Everyone here looked like a big character, but it didn't look like a serious place. Zhao Meng's first thought was the "black market". It is said that there are all kinds of things in the black market, and there are many good treasures, but they are all hot potatoes. If you want to take them back, you have to rely on your skills.

At this moment, Zhao Meng happened to see a familiar figure. It was none other than Fatty Liu, the stall owner who wanted to blackmail him during the day. Fatty Liu was stunned when he saw him, and then when he saw that he was alone, he showed a sinister expression. Then he saw Senior Jin Qiu beside him, and his expression immediately became respectful. In just a few breaths, his expression changed a lot. Zhao Meng not only shook his head, but also ignored this person.

So he followed Senior Jin Qiu inside. Zhao Meng could see that Senior Jin Qiu had a very high status here. After all, his strength was there. They also went directly to an excellent viewing position on the second floor, where they could see the entire house. After Zhao Meng sat down, he felt like he was the center of the whole place. He looked at the center of the whole house, which was a circular venue. It seemed that the center of tonight was there. During this time, people kept coming in to greet Senior Jin Qiu. After waiting for a while, the circular disk that was dark just now suddenly lit up. It seemed that it was about to start. A woman with an excellent figure and appearance also walked up from below and said in a charming voice: "Everyone, you have been waiting for a long time. Tonight's auction will start soon."

After that, he presented the first lot without any nonsense.

"The first lot tonight is a treasure-level long sword."

Before the woman finished speaking, all kinds of voices broke out from the audience.

"Bring up all the junk"

"We didn't wait all this time for this piece of junk."

The woman smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone. This sword is called Wind Breaker. It is made of the finest meteorite iron. It can grow like a big tree. The starting price is 500 five-color crystals."

Zhao Meng looked at the sword, which was made of meteorite iron. The material alone was extremely rare. Although it was only a treasure now, it could grow. The combination of these two things was quite interesting. However, how it would grow would not be that simple. But when people heard that it was made of meteorite iron, they started bidding.

"One thousand", "One thousand and two", "One thousand and five", "Two thousand"

The price kept rising. It seemed that people still had a great demand for good weapons. No one followed up until the last bid of "eight thousand". Eight thousand was already an extremely large number. Generally speaking, it was difficult to have such a large amount of money without the support of the family.

Woman: "Eight thousand three times, deal. Congratulations to this gentleman for obtaining the magic weapon."

Woman: "The second lot is a third-level pill, the Heart-Clearing Pill, which our auction house finally got. If you are possessed by a demon or are about to enter a psychedelic area and are under a strong mental attack, this pill can help you overcome this life-and-death crisis. The starting price is 500 crystal stones."

When Zhao Meng saw the pill, he immediately thought it was good. Obsession is a common thing that happens during cultivation. If you are not careful, you will die. This includes when fighting with strong people. Soul attacks are even more common. With this pill, there is a guarantee. To become strong, you must survive first. Zhao Meng listened to the price rising continuously until the price reached three thousand and then gradually stopped.

Zhao Meng: “Three thousand and two”

Just when Zhao Meng thought that the elixir was about to be obtained, another voice suddenly rang out.

"Three thousand and five"

Zhao Meng looked over and saw that the person who was bidding the price was none other than the Fatty Liu from the daytime. Fatty Liu was looking at him provocatively at this moment. Zhao Meng also understood that Fatty Liu seemed to be going against him.

Zhao Meng: "Four thousand"

Fatty Liu: “Five thousand”

Zhao Meng: “Six thousand”

Fatty Liu: “Seven thousand”

Just when Fatty Liu was feeling proud, Zhao Meng stopped raising the price. This Qingxin Pill was a good thing, but it was not so necessary for him at the moment, not to mention Fatty Liu. If he was willing to raise the price, he could take it away. Fatty Liu was obviously stunned when he saw Zhao Meng stop raising the price. Zhao Meng didn't care about Fatty Liu's angry expression. He could provoke him after knowing Senior Jin Qiu's strength. I guess there must be some kind of ceremony this time. Zhao Meng's principle for dealing with such people is always "Don't mess with me, otherwise you will suffer." But Fatty Liu was obviously still upset about what happened during the day. He must have felt that if it weren't for Senior Jin Qiu, it wouldn't be a problem to deal with him.

After the second lot went to Fatty Liu, the host took out the third lot.