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After the training, the old man nodded his head proudly: "Good good good, good good, since that's the case, then you can go to the auction alone this time, I am relieved. Work harder in the next few days and cultivate properly. At that time, even if Solitary Shadow School comes, you will still be able to run past them. "

Hearing that, Dong Wen Feng felt that something was amiss, "Could it be, you are not going to the auction?"

At the start, Dong Wen Feng thought that the people from Solitary Shadow School would definitely not let this matter rest. From the looks of things, they were probably more busy with auctions, so even if they found people to kill him, it would only be one or two.

But as time passed, if he was able to kill someone with Solitary Shadow School every single time, the other party would definitely go all out, wanting to annihilate him.

However, such an opportunity should only be available during the auction.

Although Dong Wen Feng could not win against him now, with the old man by his side, he was not afraid.

But now it seemed like the old man wanted him to go to the auction alone?

The old man chuckled. "About that, of course I'll go. It's just that I won't go with you."

Dong Wen Feng asked: "Why?"

The old man scratched his head in embarrassment, "You might not believe it if I tell you, but I usually steal more things and the sects that suffer losses are also more numerous, so they are all on guard against me. After I go, I can only sneak in, and then maybe I will be chased and beaten.

Dong Wen Feng was exasperated. It seemed that the old man had gotten himself into a lot of trouble and was being merciful instead of bringing him along.

In other words, the two of them should pretend not to know each other, so that no one could vent their anger at the old man on themselves.

But if he went alone, that would be the same as courting death.

Dong Wen Feng pondered for a moment, then slapped his thigh: "Then I won't be going."

The old man was stunned. "Not going where?"

Dong Wen Feng: "The auction."

The old man immediately said, "Of course you have to go."

He actually couldn't refuse her.

Dong Wen Feng was startled for a few seconds: "Why?"

The old man replied matter-of-factly, "Go steal something."

After saying that, he felt that something was not right, and then added, "Longer is the market. See more people and make a few friends. "

Dong Wen Feng thought about it for a while, and was curious to find out the reason for such an auction as well.

He had read about it in novels and knew what kind of pills and secret techniques were usually auctioned. But this time, after being in contact with the old man for a long time, Dong Wen Feng realised that the other party could neither use pills nor a secret technique.

He didn't know whether this cultivation world actually had one or not.

If there was, it wouldn't be a bad thing to casually learn a bit. If not, there might be other opportunities. Moreover, wasn't there a lot of things that could be bought with money in the auction? It just so happened that he had some spare money, so he might be able to find some treasures.

In short, the hundred percent profit was greater than the one advantage. To Dong Wen Feng, even if he did not reap any benefits from this trip, it would not be a bad thing. And if he really had the chance to take out Solitary Shadow School in secret, that would be even better.

After he had gone over, he should have at least made a few friends. Otherwise, his vision was too narrow, he did not understand the world of cultivation, and he had never lived in such an environment. If anything really happened in the future, a group of people to help him deal with would be better than just himself.

In any case, his master couldn't rely on this scam.

Dong Wen Feng raised his head and looked at the old man: "Although what you said makes a lot of sense, but I can't beat Solitary Shadow School."

He was a bit scared.

The old man said with an expression of disappointment, "Why can't I win, didn't you just kill a Earth Stage Expert? The strongest members of the Solitary Shadow School are also the Earth Stage Expert. "

Dong Wen Feng retorted: "I can beat one myself, but the other party is a sect!"

The old man clenched his fists. "You have to believe in yourself."

Dong Wen Feng: "... I mean, aren't you going to give me anything? "

Other people's masters would give their disciples something precious even if they didn't follow their disciples to gain experience, but how could it be proper for a master like his to risk his own life without giving him anything?

The old man thought for a moment. "Don't say it, I really do have one." After saying that, he began to dig in his pockets, "You have been living in the army for a long time, so you're more used to using short knives. A while ago, I saw a cultivator with a weird looking short blade on his waist, so I took it, this short knife is a little interesting, I don't know what material made it. It doesn't look like stone, nor like wood, nor like iron, but it's extremely sharp, and it's extremely useful."

With that, the old man passed the small blade to Dong Wen Feng: "Try it."

Dong Wen Feng's face darkened, it seemed like his cheap master's sect did not have any good things, no wonder they would steal from others when they had nothing better to do.

He picked up the dagger and checked it, and sure enough, it was no different from an ordinary dagger, but Dong Wen Feng was still using it smoothly, and was just barely sharper than what he usually used.

Dong Wen Feng looked at him and asked, "Is there nothing else?"

The old man honestly replied, "No, that's all."

Dong Wen Feng: "Didn't you steal a lot of things and provoke a lot of people? Where are the things?"

The old man looked at Dong Wen Feng: "I don't see much about those things, I'll just take them to buy."

He did not know whether the other party's words were true or not, but Dong Wen Feng sighed: "Forget it, I won't ask you."

Dong Wen Feng learned from the old man for a while longer. When the sky was about to brighten, he found a route and headed back to the tavern.

On the way back, he bought some things he needed when he went to the auction, and after taking a serious sniff and confirming that there was no smell of blood, he entered an empty alley.

In truth, Dong Wen Feng felt that no matter what, his master would not give him an ordinary short sword. After all, he was the direct disciple of the opposite party.

However, he had studied the dagger at home. Other than the fact that it was sharper than any other dagger he had ever seen, it had no other characteristics.

Dong Wen Feng tried to console himself, to have such a sharp knife, it was already not bad.

At least it was better than what he had used in the army.

He put away his dagger and began to cultivate.

Just as Dong Wen Feng had thought, recently, Solitary Shadow School had not caused him any trouble, and the more it was like that, the more Dong Wen Feng knew that the auction was fraught with dangers, and he was working even harder on his cultivation.

He even thought that before the auction started, he should look for a place to buy a person or a leather mask.

Didn't the novel say that when the protagonist wears a mask, the other party won't notice?

At that time, he would be able to take the lead, call out the people from the Solitary Shadow School one by one, and then kill them all.