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A wide Ming Wang River passed through the Ming King City, it was a branch of the Great Qin's mother river, Qin River. Along both sides of the river, row upon row of houses, carved and painted. Many large families began to build pavilions along the river, making it seem even more luxurious and magnificent.

The Linjiang Pavilion was built on the banks of the Wise King's River and was also known as the first floor of the Ming King City. The majestic river water of the Brilliant King fell from the sky, forming a rare waterfall in the middle of the building. It reflected the sunlight, and the rainbow-colored rainbow shone brilliantly, as if it was a paradise.

"Linjiang Pavilion." As Ning Wufeng looked at the three big words in front of the door, he couldn't help but think of Jiangning Prefecture.

Yan Ling stood by his side and whispered, "The Linjiang Pavilion is a business of the Xiao family. Xiao family was only a second-rate power, but its origins were very mysterious. The nine big cities in Great Qin all have their own businesses. "

It really was them.

Ning Wufeng's expression changed slightly as the corner of his mouth raised into a smile. In the blink of an eye, it had been more than ten years since they last saw each other.

The servants outside the Linjiang Pavilion were all Spirit Soul Stage s, ordinary cultivators would not dare to cause trouble here.

Tai Xiong took out an order badge and brought Ning Wufeng and the other two in. Before they left, the waiter gave the three of them a few extra glances.

"Brother Ning, this is the Linjiang Pavilion." Tai Xiong laughed out loud, once he opened his mouth, everyone's gaze turned to look at them.

All eyes were on him.

Ning Wufeng felt a little awkward, he touched his nose and laughed: "Brother Tai, let's just follow the customs of the world, lower your voice a little. I don't want to disturb everyone. "

"It's okay, it's okay. We, the young master, will take this floor as well. " Tai Xiong patted his chest and said solemnly.

The people that came and went in Linjiang Pavilion were all distinguished officials. Ning Wufeng and the other two dressed normally, which made them seem a little out of place.

"You guys wait here for a while, I'll go find my young master." "With his personality, you guys will definitely hit it off." Tai Xiong laughed loudly, and then left.

In the vast Linjiang Pavilion, there were plenty of things to eat, drink, and play.

Since he had come, he might as well take a stroll.

Ning Wufeng and the others arrived at the area where all sorts of heavenly and earthly treasures were being sold. On the other side, there were all sorts of precious treasures placed. The numerous mini Spiritual Arrays shined with a dazzling light, protecting a type of spiritual treasure.

Because of the countless spatial tears, Ming King City had many more spirit item that were related to the power of space. The storage magic treasures here were much cheaper than in other places as well.

Ning Wufeng had his eyes on a storage treasure and casually bought it. He just happened to replace the previous one.

"Young Master, look over there." Yan Ling pointed to somewhere not far away.

Surrounded by a lot of people, Ning Wufeng walked over curiously only to see two big words written on the counter: "Ghost Treasure".

Ghostly treasure?

"Come come come, everyone take a look." The waitor behind the counter shouted, but his voice was only slightly louder than their own voices, as if he was truly afraid of alarming the ghosts.

"These Spirit Soldier s are the newest ones in our pavilion, they are definitely the newest and most advanced ones in Ming King City." waitor picked up a ringing bell. On it, five clear soul rings flowed with light and overflowing with color, exuding a kind of power that caused one's heart to palpitate.

Soul Strength?

Under King Canglan's guidance, the Soul Strength was only in fetal movement mode. Although it couldn't be used, it was very sensitive. With a single glance, he could tell that there were Soul Strength s on the bell.

Then, he heard the introduction of the waitor: "When you shake your head, each soul ring in the Five Soul Spirit Soldier is personally selected by an Earth rank master refiner. The coordination of the soul rings is extremely ingenious, increasing the power of the Spirit Soldier by fifty-five percent. And the price is fair too, it's definitely the best price for the best. "

Ning Wufeng looked at the price: eight thousand Spirit Elemental Crystal. He could not help but touch his chin. To him, this weapon was only worth a sliver of the Soul Strength.

As soon as waitor finished speaking, the group of noble young masters started to bid. The price kept going up and was bought by a red-haired young man for thirty thousand Spirit Elemental Crystal. He still had a proud expression on his face.

"Everyone, don't be in such a hurry. There's still more." The waitor hurriedly took out another pile of treasures.

Ning Wufeng's eyes suddenly lit up, he saw that among the treasures, there was an extremely dense file of Soul Strength. At the same time, there were quite a few people who discovered it, but no one who specialized in cultivating Soul Strength bothered about it.

He immediately and carefully released his spiritual sense, strands of energy interweaving and landing on the spirit item. Only then did he clearly see the four large words on the scroll written crookedly: "Ghost Art Compendium".

At a glance, it looked like someone had written it down later. It did not look formal at all. However, the Soul Strength s that were being emitted from the scroll made Ning Wufeng feel that it was extremely pure.

"I'll buy it."

"I'll take this."

"That pile is mine."

A large group of noble young masters and mistresses were not short on money as they clamored and desperately tried to snatch that pile of things from his side. In their eyes, the more they robbed, the more rich they would appear, and on the other hand, they could also make a name for themselves.

"Huff ? Huff ?"

The entire Ghost Art was immediately thrown out. A young master who did not manage to snatch the spiritual treasure had a dejected look on his face.

The servant behind him reminded him, and he immediately covered his mouth. He threw out the entire Ghost Art.

Ning Wufeng's eyes lit up, the scroll just happened to land at his feet. As he bent down to pick up the file, a figure blocked the light above his head.

One foot stepped on the file.

"All these treasures belong to me. Let me see who else dares to snatch them away from me!" A silver-haired young master stepped onto the Ghost Art and shouted to the crowd.

"It's Young Master Liu. Stop." When someone heard his name, they immediately put the items back on the counter.

Although some people were unwilling, when they saw his unyielding appearance with silver hair, they could not help but grumble in dissatisfaction, "I spent money to buy this. On what basis should I put it back?"

The silver haired young master frowned, his handsome face revealing an evil smile, he said indifferently: "Well said, you dare to speak in such a manner in front of me, Liu Juncai, you must have some guts."

A afterimage suddenly jumped out from behind him and slapped the man's mouth.

The silver mark on the man's face was very clear. Under the gazes of the crowd, he was extremely angry and humiliated. He smashed the thing on the ground and roared: "What audacity! Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are!" Liu Juncai snorted, and five or six figures appeared behind him, pressing the man down to the ground and beating him with their fists and kicks.

That person wanted to resist, but his soul was sealed and he was beaten black and blue.

"For Linjiang Pavilion's sake, this young master will not care about this anymore, throw it out." Liu Juncai said lightly.

A few figures carried the man and threw him out.

When the others saw this, they hurriedly put the items back on the counter.

"The Liu family is the spokesperson for the Little Ming King Palace in the Ming King City. They are well-deserved to be the number one family in the Ming King City." Yan Ling whispered.

A subsidiary power like that was only inferior to first-rate powers. Many second-rate powers did not dare to oppose them.

Ning Wufeng nodded his head lightly, but he was a little depressed. What does this guy mean by stepping on that Ghost Art Encyclopedia? Furthermore, he would continue to be on top of it. This made him even more depressed.

"All of you are sensible!" Liu Juncai's silver hair floated casually in the wind. He laughed complacently, and everyone around him moved aside, allowing him to walk to the counter.

Ning Wufeng's eyes lit up. He finally had the chance to obtain that Ghost Art.

He grabbed at the air, and the entire Ghost Art fell into his hands. He was secretly delighted in his heart. To be able to obtain the Ghost Art and not have any conflicts with this guy who had high opinions of others, it was indeed a good choice.

"Young Master Liu, that kid hid something!" However, those with sharp eyes immediately shouted out when they saw it.

Liu Juncai turned his head like lightning and stared straight at the scroll.0

"I said, put it down, didn't you hear?" His slender eyes were suffused with purple light. His lips were blood-red. His makeup was extremely rich as he spoke word by word.

Ning Wufeng generously kept all of the Ghost Art s into his storage ring. The things that fell into his hands, were they gone?

"Liu Juncai, right?" he said flatly.

Liu Juncai sized Ning Wufeng up from head to toe. No matter how he looked at him, this brat did not seem to be someone with status or background, yet he did not listen to his words and continued to call out his name!

"Did you see what happened to that person just now?" The corner of his mouth slightly raised as he lightly said.

"I saw it." Ning Wufeng nodded seriously.

"Then you still dare to disobey me!" Liu Juncai's voice instantly became gloomy, and his eyes stared straight at Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng also did not lose out to him. She also stared at him and said word by word, "I am a friend of Young Master Ou Ye."

"Master Ouye?" Liu Juncai was startled at first, but then laughed out loud and sneered: "You look like a ghost and you want to be Young Master Ouye's friend? Why don't you take a piss and take care of yourself?"

Ning Wufeng frowned slightly. If it wasn't for the fact that he did not want to stir up trouble, he would have already taught this fellow a lesson.

"Regardless of whether you believe it or not!" he said flatly.

"Brat, then I'll beat you until your mother can't recognize you. Let's see if Sir Ou Ye can still recognize you!" A cold smile surfaced on Liu Juncai's face as he said harshly.

Dozens of afterimage instantly appeared behind him.

"It's over, this kid is done for." Some people looked at Ning Wufeng sympathetically.

No one dared to go against Liu Juncai unless they had a first-rate power background. They all looked at Ning Wufeng with sympathy.

Just then, Tai Xiong's voice came out.

"Brother Ning, you are here." The huge figure immediately walked over, the Qi released from his body made the faces of Liu Juncai's subordinates change slightly.

Tai Xiong strode over and patted Ning Wufeng's shoulders and said: "Come over quickly, I'll introduce you to Young Master."

After that, he realized that something was wrong with the situation around him.

"Haha, you must have been exposed. You brat, you sure are lying to me!" Liu Juncai was startled at first, but then laughed out loud, because he recognized that Tai Xiong was Young Master Ou Ye's subordinate.

"You dare to say you're a friend of Sir Ou Ye just because you have a good relationship with a servant? What big words you have there!" He sneered, with a wave of his hand, his subordinates surrounded Ning Wufeng.

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