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"Wow, so many people." On both sides of the street, there were also many small merchants who were constantly shouting as they looked at the items inside the Immortal pills. However, their expressions did not look good, but at this moment, Wen Lin accidentally saw an old man in his fifties selling goods from the stall, "Cheap, cheap, new goods." As he shouted, he waved the seemingly inconspicuous longsword in his hand, saying that the longsword was indeed ordinary, but the blade was red, especially the width and width of the sword. This sword, Yan'er, look at this strange sword! "Wen Lin said to Yan'er, only to see Yan'er blinking her eyes as she replied," Yeah, I also think it's very strange. The blade is red, and the hilt of the sword is so long, and a normal sword isn't that wide, so if we were to fight, we would be at a disadvantage, and if we were to leave, that would be strange, the auction is about to start, there are so many people here, Hua Qinggong is still far away, let's go. Wenlin looked at the sword once again with a puzzled expression. To be honest, Wenlin felt that it was normal, but now that he was looking at the old buyer, he felt that the old man's cultivation was not bad at all, at least he had reached the Jun Stage. In class, the instant he was dancing, Wenglin felt a little strange, this sword is not simple, not to mention it was just looking at the appearance, it seemed a little weird at some other time, "Un, but I want to buy it, I feel that this sword is not simple, let's go take a look, the auction is not in a hurry, let's take a look." Wen Lin said to Yan'er with a smile. Yan'er looked at the stall not too far away from her, then looked to her brother and asked excitedly, "Okay okay, then go and take a look. If you really missed out on such a great sword, then you'll regret it. Let's go."

As he said this, the two of them held hands as they walked to the old man's stall. The old man came to see that there was business today, and seeing how happy he looked, he looked as if he was a complete idiot. When the two of them saw the old man subconsciously covering his mouth, they were afraid to laugh out loud to prevent others from having any misunderstandings. The old man then said amiably, "Little brother, look over there, the things here are guaranteed to be the cheapest. If you like it that way, why don't I introduce you, there are spiritual medicines here, top quality immortal pills …" Then, he heard Yan'er say, "What kind of sword is this old man's sword? Why is it so strange? It's so big, how can we fight with others?" As she said that, Yan'er tried to pick up the sword, "Hmm, why is it so heavy? Brother Wen is so heavy, I can't even hold up Yan'er."

Moreover, he also knew that he had accidentally picked up this sword from the ten thousand year snowy mountain in the north of the Great Wastelands. It was surrounded by physical entities, and at that time, he had also picked it up along the way, but when he moved the sword, he had been scared by it, as if this fellow would devour his own Zhen Qi. However, in the past few days, the Imperial Palace had been holding auctions while he was not such a big shot of a great character, and since this sword was not useful to him at all, he had set up a stall here.

He had already reached the final level of the Nascent Soul Stage, which was even higher than his current strength. How could it be like this, but he himself had relied on the power of his Heavenly Thunder Palm and Heavenly Wheel Technique to defeat a Junior-level expert who was much stronger than him, could it be that he did not have enough power? After all, his cultivation was not weak, or else it would be a waste for him to carry a stone weighing more than 5000 pounds every day. Right at this moment, the old man and Yan'er shot a peculiar look at each other. The old man thought to himself, "Eh, that's not right, it seems like a mere Jindan Stage junior still wanted to pick up this sword, and I've already reached the Jun Stage … let alone … let alone … let alone …" At this moment, Yan'er also spoke up, "Ask big brother, you'd better not take this sword. It's really heavy. Look at Yan'er now, she can't even move, let alone you." The sword did not seem to be in Wen Lin's hands, but at this moment, Wen Lin began to move, "A good sword with kindness, I like it, it really is a good sword, if it can become smaller," Just at this moment, he saw a red light flash on the blade, as if searching for something, hmm, whether it was a passerby or an old man, Yan'er's mouth was wide open, "Look, the sword in the youth's hand," "Eh, that's strange, it seems like it's inside a spiritual weapon, but why is it strange, it seems like there's some kind of eating his own spirit energy, looking around him quickly." "A good sword, a good sword! Hahaha, I have a weapon to satisfy me! Hahahaha!" Yan'er looked at Wen Lin in panic. "Ask big brother, what's wrong? How did it turn out like this? What's wrong with you?" At this moment, a voice came from the surroundings, "Haha, good sword, this grandfather likes it. As he spoke, a black mist passed through the crowd and rushed towards the youth with the huge sword." "Leave the sword behind, and he can leave. Scram for me." At this moment, the old man ran off somewhere. "Hey, where's that old man, that sword? Could it be?" Now he saw a young man in a black outfit, holding a huge sword in his hand, his eyes filled with rage, "The sword is what I wanted, and I had to ask if it agreed," When Wen Lin held the sword, he felt as if he was filled with boundless power, and in his hand, he said, "I am holding this sword, one word," and now someone is actually snatching the sword, wanting to die or what? Die.

"Brat, do you agree or not?" At this moment, a blue-cloaked young man was already standing in front of Yan'er. He looked at her and said, "Eh, eldest senior brother?" "Oh, so it's you guys, I was thinking of seizing the sword, but now, why would junior brother's senior brother do such a thing? Hehe!" As he spoke, his overbearing attitude immediately turned towards Yan'er and he asked Lin, "What are you trying to do? Congratulations junior brother for obtaining such a good sword, can you let senior see it?" Right at this moment, Wen Lin threw the sword into senior brother's hands. What was unexpected was that, er, the sword could not catch the sword, so he sprayed out the sword, causing a big hole in the ground. The eldest senior brother was shocked, what kind of sword was this, it was so strange, could it be that this sword had been recognized as master just now, how could it be like this? Hey! Forget it. I better not embarrass myself. Let's go. "The Senior Martial Brother awkwardly said to Wenlin and Yan Er:" Junior Martial Brother, it seems that this sword has recognized you as its master. "Since it has already come to this, I will fight with you for your sake. Alright, I have something to do, let's go, see you at the auction. Master is waiting for our good news." Yan'er looked at her eldest senior brother with disdain. When he saw that his senior brother had left, he put away his sword and the surrounding people dispersed as well. As he spoke, the two of them also disappeared into the crowd.