Super Sect System

The woman in red seemed a little angry and scolded her coldly again.

"Remember your current identity! You are my slave!"

But listening to this, it seems that there is something in it.

At the same time, these words also sound like they are not simple.

Of course, this was only in Wen Ping's ears.

Except for Wen Ping, no one cared about what the strong man outside Tiandi Lake reprimanded a slave.

Wen Ping felt that it was not simple, because how could a master remind a slave that he was a slave? Unless she knew this slave before. There are even connections between the two, and they are inextricably linked.

Could it be that they are from the Long family!

After the woman in red scolded her, she led the people to a luxurious building across the square.

"You guys wait here."

The woman in red left the Zhenyue Realm followers outside the house and entered with only the masked slaves.

Wen Ping glanced at the plaque where the woman in red entered, and quickly turned to ask Zi Ran: "Elder Zi Ran, where is the 'vast treasure'?"

Ziran explained: "'Haohan Treasures' is one of the top auction houses in Haohan City. The items auctioned there are all relatively precious, and ordinary items cannot be included in the 'Haohan Treasures' auctioneers' table."

"You go find a place to stay first, and I will come find you later." Wen Ping wanted to enter the auction to see if the masked slave was his father.

Ziran said: "Sect Master, don't you need me to accompany you?"

The sect leader just said that he would find a place to "sharpen his weapons before the battle."

Now I have to leave alone again.

Zi Ran was a little confused as to what his sect leader wanted to do.

Wen Ping shook his head, "No, you go find a place to stay first."

"If the sect leader can't find us, we can go to the Qianlong Sect." Zi Ran left a word and left with Huaiye and others.

When their backs disappeared into the crowd, Wen Ping walked through the crowd and arrived at the door of the Vast Treasures Auction House.

Wen Ping glanced at the Zhenyue strongman standing on both sides, and his eyes naturally passed over the dragon character on the clothes. Then, the system in front of him placed the simple information of one of them directly in front of Wen Ping.

tarragon

Sex: Male

Age: 88

Realm: Zhenyue Shangjing

(From the Long family, a five-star power in Chaotianxia...)

"Long family!"

Wen Ping couldn't help but tremble.

Fortunately, because he was walking forward, his trembling was not seen.

The Long family, since Long Ke appeared outside the Immortal Sect, was the force he had always wanted to contact. I finally met him at the headquarters of the Hundred Sects Alliance today.

I have to say that the Long family is indeed very powerful.

Whether you look at it from Long Ke or from these followers, there is a strong aura.

Now that the tip of the iceberg is revealed, it is even stronger than the Immortal Sect at this stage.

It seems that he wants to help his father, help his father get the recognition of the Long family, and then finally get married with his mother. It is not that difficult at present. Of course, this is all for later.

The most urgent thing is that Wen Ping needs to meet the masked slave.

Is he his father?

He had many things to ask him.

There is also a lot to say.

Just as he stepped into the auction house, a well-dressed and intellectual maid came face to face. She said to Wen Ping with a smile: "My lord, please give me the admission ticket to the vast treasure auction house."

"Ticket?" Wen Ping shook his head and said no.

The maid did not kick Wen Ping out because he did not have a ticket, but continued to ask: "Excuse me, are you buying something or selling something?"

"Sell."

He doesn't have much white crystal in his pocket now, and the only bit he has is obtained through special channels.

It just so happened that he had a lot of things in his hidden ring.

They are all captured trophies, such as martial arts and pulse techniques.

He doesn't have any use for it, but he can just sell it.

"Then please follow me..." The maid walked directly towards the passage on the other side.

Wen Ping did not follow in a hurry, but looked up at the corridor on the third floor of the auction house. The woman in red was walking with her slave, and then stopped in the most luxurious private room on the top floor.

When nothing could be seen, the maid's urging voice came.

Wen Ping hurriedly followed.

Soon we arrived at a reception room in the auction house.

At this time, an old man in blue clothes was standing in the room. He was looking at a picture of three whirlpools in his hand. He was also mumbling something that only the whirlpool master could understand. if.

"Uncle Li, we have a guest."

The maid called softly.

The old man in blue turned to look at Wen Ping, looked at it for a few times, without putting down the whirlpool diagram in his hand. After looking at Wen Ping twice, he also moved his eyes back to the whirlpool diagram, "If you want to sell anything, just take it out. Bar."

"Uh-huh."

Wen Ping began to take out all kinds of trophies from the hidden ring.

Weapons, techniques, etc., were scattered all over the place.

"Hey, there's still a lot of stuff."

"Xuan level low-grade pulse technique..."

"Mysterious level medium skill..."

"How many people have you robbed of their hidden rings?"

After an exclamation, the old man in blue looked back, but after this glance, a sense of impatience was reflected in his eyes.

"Boy, the stuff is pretty good. The scattered pieces can be sold for two to three thousand white crystals. But, no one told you that the vast treasure auction house only auctions good things?"

After saying that, the old man in blue raised his hand.

The maid helped Wen Ping pack his things with ease, and then said: "Sir, our vast treasures also have lower-level auctions. I will help you take your things there, and I guarantee that I can get a price you are satisfied with."

"You help me take it and sell it. Then I will be the buyer this time."

With two to three thousand white crystals, he must be qualified to enter the auction house.

The seller couldn't do it.

Then be a buyer.

In short, let’s enter the auction house first.

If the Long family left with their father and wanted to see him again, it might be more troublesome.

Because why did it suddenly disappear when we were in Xuanse Lake?

He was rescued, but why did he appear masked in Haohan City now?

There must be something wrong here.

Let’s not talk about this for now. You will know when you meet your father and ask him. The most fundamental question now is why the father doesn’t show his face?

He must be guarding against someone!

Just when Wen Ping was about to turn around, the old man said quietly, "Boy, when entering the Haohan City auction house, you must have at least 5,000 white crystals. Take them out and take a look first. This is the rule of the auction house. If you don't have any, please move on. next door."

Hearing this, Wen Ping raised his eyebrows.

Hey.

If you don't sell something, you won't be able to enter the auction house today.

Wen Ping immediately put his mental power into the Zangjie, directly controlled the Longyue Sword, and then aimed at the three-foot-high and three-foot-wide stone in the Zangjie space - he had originally obtained it from the Dragon God Gate Treasure House. Come.

The level of preciousness is unparalleled.

It is more precious than the blood crystals found in the Black Stream Hidden Ring, and it is a priceless existence.

The Dragon God Gate used it to make a door, but they probably didn’t know the stuff. After all, the Dragon God Sect does not have a three-whirlpool master craftsman, nor does it have a Wen Ping system.

The most basic thing about powerful stones is the material used to make the three-whirlpool vortex diagram. One slap would cost hundreds of white crystals.

Wen Ping directly moved the flying sword and cut off a piece of it.

Just one-twentieth.

Of course, Wen Ping can't cut too much.

Things are rare and valuable.

If you take out a three-foot-tall one at once, it is estimated that no one will pay the price of a hundred white crystals in a slap.

"Is it enough to get me into the auction house?"

boom!

The nearly half-meter-high stone fell to the ground!

Not much to say... I owe two chapters.