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    "Huh?" When passing a stall, Tan Fei suddenly had an idea, stopped, frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on a dark wooden box.  At this moment, the golden city that had been dormant in his body and the golden sword suspended on the city suddenly started to stir, and his Dantian trembled slightly, as if a cat had smelled fish.  "What's inside this wooden box? No! It's not the stuff inside, it's this wooden box." Tan Fei couldn't help but become curious, stepped forward and squatted down.  However, he was also smart and did not go straight to the wooden box. Instead, he first picked up a gray jade pendant from the side and looked at it.  The stall owner was a somewhat careless middle-aged Taoist priest. When he saw Tan Fei coming over, he immediately smiled and said, "What does this fellow Taoist like?" Tan Fei weighed the jade pendant in his hand: "How can I sell this?" "  Five talisman coins!" The middle-aged Taoist priest held out five fingers: "But if you like it, the price can be negotiated." Tan Fei nodded noncommittally and took another wooden fish from the side: "What about this?"  "This wooden fish is a relic of an eminent monk. It hides the mysteries of Buddhism. If you want it, you have to pay twenty talisman." When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw Tan Fei pick up the wooden fish, his eyes lit up and he seemed to be somewhat confident.  I am quite certain about the value of this wooden fish.  "Twenty talisman money?" Tan Fei raised his eyebrows. Although this wooden fish had some background and had a righteous and peaceful aura, it was still beyond his scope. His ultimate goal was the wooden box.  "What about this?" After asking twice in a row, Tan Fei got into the topic, picked up the black wooden box that was less than a foot square, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.  This wooden box is very square and regular. It has an unknown technique on the surface and is engraved with many complicated patterns. The material is also very special. It looks like wood, but when you first get it, it is very heavy, even heavier than ordinary steel.  And as soon as he touched the wooden box, the golden city and the golden sword in Tan Fei's body shook more and more violently, and they were about to move, as if they were about to fly out.  "This?" The middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned, as if he didn't expect Tan Fei to be interested in this wooden box.  "Fellow Taoist, this is a Ganoderma lucidum plant. It has been grown for thirty years, but it is not worth anything. If you like it, just give me two talismans." The middle-aged Taoist priest thought for a while and said, but he didn't know what Tan Fei really was.  The purpose is just this wooden box, not the Ganoderma lucidum grass in the box.  "Yeah!" Tan Fei nodded slightly when he saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest was honest and didn't ask for excessive prices.  Although this wooden box caused the golden city and the golden sword in his body to move, to others, it was nothing strange. It was just a useless box. As for the Ganoderma lucidum inside, it could be sold for two  The talisman money is already quite good.  "Okay! I want this." Tan Fei did not hesitate, took out two talisman coins, handed them over, and then stood up to put away the wooden box.  But at this moment, a person suddenly appeared from the side and shouted loudly: "Wait a minute! I want this wooden box of Ziwu Shenmu!" Tan Fei was suddenly stunned. He didn't know who it was, but he actually called out this wooden box.  He quickly looked back and saw a young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a blue robe, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with extraordinary momentum.  At the same time, the young man also noticed Tan Fei, his face condensed slightly, showing a hint of coldness, and gloated: "Tan Fei! It turns out to be you! The ninth brother of Feiyun Sect, I heard that something went wrong in your practice, and you have become  He didn't commit suicide even though he was a cripple, what a strong will he has!" After saying that, he laughed even more unscrupulously.  "Wu Zheng?" Tan Fei frowned. The man in front of him wearing a blue robe was the inner disciple of Dazhu Mountain, ranked tenth, named Wu Zheng.  However, this man named Wu Zheng is not indifferent to the world, but has an extremely vicious mind.  Just a few months ago, Tan Fei went out alone to capture a nine-tailed Scorpio, preparing to refine and use the Scorpio venom to temper the flying sword and add spirituality. At that time, he happened to be encountered by Wu Zheng and several other inner disciples of Dazhushan.  .  Originally, Tan Fei and Wu Zheng belonged to two sects, and generally speaking, there should be no interest in each other. However, Tan Fei and Wu Zheng had some personal grudges. After the two met, it was almost as if they didn't say they were enemies.  At that time, Wu Zheng had a murderous intention and planned to kill Tan Fei directly while there were many people. Unexpectedly, he underestimated Tan Fei's strength, and in turn beat up several of them from Dazhushan. Wu Zheng alone was tried to kill Tan Fei with both hands.  , was seriously injured, and the feud deepened.  If an elder from Dazhushan hadn't arrived in time, Wu Zheng would have been disabled by Tan Fei that time.  Even so, Wu Zheng took care of him for more than three months before he managed toHe recovered, but his vitality was severely damaged, and his cultivation dropped from the seventh level of Qi training back to the sixth level. It can be imagined that he already hated Tan Fei deeply.  Wu Zheng chuckled and said in a weird voice: "Tan Fei, do you think this is God's will? Sure enough, retribution is not good! Last time you severely injured me and my cultivation level dropped by one level. It's my turn this year."  You will become a useless person." After that, there was another burst of gloating laughter.  Tan Fei didn't worry, he calmly put the box of Ziwu Shenmu into his treasure bag, and said calmly: "Wu Zheng, you don't need to care whether I am a useless person or not, you'd better take care of yourself! Listen!  "Since you were injured last time, your life has not been easy." "The situation in Dazhushan is even worse than that of Feiyun Sect. In addition, Wu Zheng has an arrogant temper. He was injured last time and his cultivation level deteriorated, so he was immediately punished.  As a result, many fellow disciples suppressed him, and it was not until he recently reached the seventh level of Qi training that the situation was completely reversed.  "You!" When Wu Zheng heard this, he immediately became angry. He stared at Tan Fei with his eyes fixed on him, showing his murderous intent without any concealment. The humiliation and losses he had suffered in the past few months were ultimately due to Tan Fei.  Given.  "What? Do you want to take action here?" Tan Fei raised his eyebrows with a half-smile.  "Hmph!" Wu Zheng was furious in his heart, but he did not lose his mind. This Eagle Valley Gathering is an annual event. Not only Feiyunmen, Dazhushan, and Jiulian Pavilion sent experts to suppress the scene, but also the Luofu Sect participated.  Among them, no one dares to cause trouble here.  "This Tan Fei is so tired of living. He has become a useless person, yet he still dares to set a trap for me. If I had just wanted to have a moment of pleasure, I would have violated the rules of the show, and I would never have benefited from it." Wu Zheng secretly said  Gritting his teeth, the hatred in his heart became stronger, and he said viciously: "Tan Fei, you don't need to be arrogant, you have become a useless person. I will not touch you today. There will be many opportunities to make you round or flat in the future."  Immediately, Wu Zheng turned his attention to the middle-aged man selling things: "Hey! This box is the Ziwu sacred tree. It is far more than two talismans. I will pay you 100 talismans and you can buy it for me.  "At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned. Listening to Tan Fei and Wu Zheng's conversation just now, he knew that the two young men in front of him, one was a disciple of Feiyun Sect and the other was an elite of Dazhu Mountain, and they were not easy to mess with.  He was caught in the middle, even more in a dilemma.  "Fellow Taoist, the transaction has just been completed, and the money and goods have been cleared. Look at this" The middle-aged man showed a bitter look. Although he knew that the items were sold at a loss, he did not dare to ask Tan Fei to get them back and sell them again.  I can only blame my poor eyesight for not being able to recognize this piece of Ziwu sacred wood.  "One hundred talisman money? What a generous offer!" Tan Fei sneered: "Wu Zheng, if you are willing to pay 10,000 talisman money, I will give you this piece of Ziwu sacred wood. How about it?" When Wu Zheng heard this,  His fingers were trembling with anger. Although the Ziwu Shenmu was precious, it was not a great treasure. It was only worth seven or eight hundred talisman. Tan Fei immediately offered a price of ten thousand, obviously intending to kill him.  "What, can't you afford to get out?" Tan Fei glanced at him lightly, then stood up and left without saying anything more.  This box of Ziwu Shenmu can actually activate the golden city and the golden sword in his body. He must quickly study what is strange about it.  Only Wu Zheng was left staring at his back, his face extremely gloomy, his teeth gritting loudly.  "Brother, this Tan Fei is so arrogant, he doesn't even take us seriously! And that piece of Ziwu sacred wood, we can't let him take advantage of it in vain!" Beside Wu Zheng, a young man in a blue robe came closer and whispered  said.  This man¡¯s name is Zhang Lang, an outer disciple of Dazhushan. He is extremely shrewd and capable, and he is Wu Zheng¡¯s confidant.  "What's your idea?" Wu Zheng asked coldly.  Zhang Lang heard this and immediately said: "Senior brother, now that Tan Fei has become a useless person, he still dares to be arrogant. He is just looking for death. I think we will continue to do this and send people to keep an eye on his whereabouts and leave Eagle Valley as soon as possible.  Just intercept him halfway." As he spoke, Zhang Lang made a killing gesture.  "It's not difficult to kill him. The news from Feiyun Sect is that his cultivation has been completely ruined, his meridians are cut off, and his Dantian is damaged." Wu Zheng nodded and said, "But this matter is going to get serious. Once Feiyun  If they investigate me, I can't bear the consequences." "Hey! How could my senior brother be so stupid all his life?" Zhang Lang lowered his voice and said, "In other words, Tan Fei is a genius, Feiyun.  Naturally, everyone regards him as a treasure, but now, time has passed and he has become a waste. Who would spend a lot of money for a waste? " "That's right!" Wu Zheng rolled his eyes.  Zhang Lang then added: "Besides, the piece of Ziwu sacred wood just now, is it possible that senior brother?"??Given up?  Although the Ziwu Sacred Tree is not a critical thing, I heard that the Great Elder was refining a Flying Cloud Bagua Flag. This kind of material is in short supply. If Senior Brother offers it, he will definitely be appreciated by the Great Elder. When the time comes" "Not bad!  I must take this piece of Ziwu Shenmu!  "Wu Zheng's eyes showed determination: "Damn it!  It was a step too late just now, allowing that good-for-nothing Tan Fei to get the piece of sacred tree. It seemed that he had to make a decision this time.  "
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