The reason why Tang Feng was unwilling to go with Bai Jianfeng, Gao Liancheng and the others was certainly due to Jing Jiubo's factors, but it was mostly due to his own considerations.
As Bai Jianfeng said just now, he has too many secrets, such as the three thousand supreme divine arts of the Kingdom of Gods, and the True Dragon Grand Hand Seal, which cannot be easily revealed to others.
If his companion returns to the sect, he will inevitably use his trump cards once he fights with Jing Jiubo's slaves. In this case, it will be difficult to keep the secret, so the best way is to act alone.
I'm afraid Tian Huacheng left on his own just now because of this consideration and didn't want to reveal too many secrets.
At this time, the Baibao Pavilion's auction meeting had come to an end. Many people were leaving one after another, and soon the huge venue became deserted.
Zhuge Furong suddenly said: "Look, everyone, my uncle suddenly gave me a message talisman."
Yang Tianan couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, which uncle is it?"
Zhuge Furong said: "Of course it's our Master Uncle from the Weapon Refining Peak. This Master happened to be passing by Huangtian Town. He asked us if we had finished the matter here and asked us to return to the sect with him."
The injured female monk Wenya said: "That's not a coincidence. Maybe my uncle is worried about our safety on the road, so he happened to be on the way."
Yang Tianan nodded: "The master uncle of Weapon Refining Peak is at least in the Taoist realm, and he has many magic weapons. With him taking care of us on the road, we can feel relieved."
In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that the main reason why this uncle proposed to return to the sect together was because of Zhuge Furong's face. Otherwise, a Taoist master would be too lazy to do this.
The elegant female monk who was attacked when she arrived said: "In this case, what are we waiting for? Let's go quickly and meet this uncle."
Everyone nodded, but Zhuge Furong turned his head and looked at Tang Feng, looking a little reluctant.
Tang Feng said with a smile: "Originally, I was worried that you would encounter any accidents when you returned to the sect this time. After all, you just took a picture of the spiritual fire, and many casual cultivators have noticed it. Now that your uncle is accompanying you to take care of you,
Then I don’t have anything to worry about.”
Zhuge Furong smiled bitterly and said: "I originally thought I could spend a few more days with you, but now we have to part ways. The world is too big, and it is difficult for two people to meet each other."
Tang Feng sighed slightly and said seriously: "You have a very good talent for refining weapons. You have found a good disciple. After returning to the sect, you must work harder to become stronger."
Speaking of this, he shrugged and said: "As the saying goes, there is a long way to go. Soon there will be a martial arts competition between the eight major sects, and then we will be able to meet again."
Zhuge Furong nodded heavily and said: "Don't worry, I will do it. After I go back, I will do my best to retreat and try to condense the golden elixir as soon as possible. If I can become a powerful Taoist, then this world is so big that you can go anywhere.
I can come to you at any time."
Tang Feng nodded and said nothing more. Although it was clear on the surface, it was not easy to achieve Taoism. Both of them had a long way to go.
When Nangong Mu saw this, he shouted with a stern face: "I said let's leave quickly. Uncle Master is still waiting. We can't keep him waiting for a long time."
Zhuge Furong held Tang Feng's hand and said with reluctance: "Then I'll leave first, you have to take care!"
Then Zhuge Furong, Nangong Mu and a group of Ziwei Sect disciples turned and left.
"Let's go too!" Gao Liancheng glanced coldly, turned around and left.
Sima Qingshuang secretly glanced at Tang Feng. She seemed to want to say something, but she suddenly realized that no matter what she said, she could not bridge the gap between the two of them, so she did not speak in the end and left closely behind Gao Liancheng.
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Bai Jianfeng walked up and said: "Brother Tang, you really don't want to go back to the sect with us. We are all together. In any case, we are all disciples of the same sect, and we have to look after each other."
Tang Feng waved his hand and refused: "No, I really have other things to do."
Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, so he said: "Brother Bai, there are a few words that I shouldn't say originally, but there are only you and me here, so..."
Bai Jianfeng smiled and said: "Brother Tang, just say whatever you want, you and I are not outsiders."
Tang Feng nodded and said: "Gao Liancheng is a narrow-minded person and can't tolerate others in his eyes. Moreover, when he auctioned the Sky Spear just now, he already offended the casual cultivators in the Potian Lake area. When he goes back, I hope you will leave more
Mind’s eye.”
After Bai Jianfeng thought about it seriously, he nodded and said: "Brother Tang, don't worry, since I dare to come out and mess around, I must have some means. I can't say how powerful it is, but there is no problem in protecting myself."
Tang Feng nodded and didn't say anything more. In fact, he also knew that whenever a talented person like Fengmai went out to explore, Zhangfeng would usually give him a powerful magic weapon to protect himself.
After Bai Jianfeng said goodbye, he immediately stepped forward to catch up with Gao Liancheng and others in front.
Tang Feng looked around and found that there were not many people in the auction venue at this time. After that, he did not leave immediately, but instead went to various shops in Baibao Pavilion.
Since Baibao Pavilion dares to be named after Baibao, there are naturally a lot of magic weapons sold in it. Not only are they large in quantity, but many of them are of high grade.
However, most of them were expensive. On the top floor of the Baibao Pavilion, Tang Feng also saw a long spear, a low-grade prefecture-level magic weapon. It was said that a dragon beast spirit was sealed in the gun body.
This spear is undoubtedly one of the treasures of Baibao Pavilion. Tang Feng is naturally very excited, after all, he has used a spear before.
But the price was horribly high, a total of fifty thousand high-grade spiritual stones. He just looked at it, then shook his head and left.
And just as he was leaving Baibao Pavilion, in a teahouse in the west of Huangtian Town, Jing Jiubo was sitting by the window. He kept staring at the main street outside, and he knocked on the table with a folding fan and suddenly said: "
Calculating the time, the auction should be over, right?"
The goatee-bearded slave sat on his right hand, nodded and said: "The auction is over, and that boy should be out soon."
Jing Jiubo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and sneered: "This street is the only way to leave Baibao Pavilion. As long as that kid comes out, he will definitely pass through here and return to Xuanwu Sect."
The goatee-bearded old man nodded and said: "But Master, I'm afraid we can't do anything here. After all, within the scope of Huangtian Town, if things get serious, the guard will probably come forward."
Jing Jiubo laughed solemnly and said, "That's very simple. We just wait until he leaves Huangtian Town before taking action."
Having said this, Jing Jiubo slowly narrowed his eyes and shouted with a sullen face: "This damn boy not only ruined my good deeds last time, but also ruined my Wushan seal, which made me lose face."
It's a big loss, and he will be cut into pieces today."