About half a month later, Heicheng, the island master's mansion.

A strong man in brocade robe sat on a chair, looking at a man in a green robe below with an admiring expression on his face.

The man smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you have made great contributions to the little girl being able to return to Black Island this time. I promised to thank you before. Just say whatever you want!"

The man in green robe standing in the hall was naturally Yang Feng.

Yang Feng said calmly: "Master of the Island, the reason why I took this task is not for anything else. I just hope to get a teleportation quota. When the teleportation array is opened this time, I can leave the Black Sea smoothly."

When Lu Jun heard this, he asked in disbelief: "It's just this!"

Yang Feng nodded and said, "That's all!"

Lu Jun was silent for a moment and said, "You saved the little girl and escort it. The little girl told me before. To be honest, I am also a talent-loving person. If you want to stay on Black Island, it is not impossible to become one of the deputy island owners."

Yang Feng said apologetically: "Thank you, the island owner, I just have to leave here, so I can only thank the island owner for his good wishes."

When Lu Jun heard this, he was not fake, so he had to forget it.

"Since that's the case, I'm not going to force myself. You have already occupied a seat for the teleportation quota this time. In addition, I have some gifts to give to you. I hope fellow Taoists don't refuse."

After saying that, he waved his palm and a water-blue storage bag flew out and landed in front of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng did not refuse, reached out to take it, thanked him and said goodbye and left.

After he left, Lu Yuqing, who had already changed into a brand new dress, walked out of the back hall of the main hall and came to Lu Jun's side, showing a look of disappointment on his face.

"Father, why don't you try to keep it? Could it be that you don't believe what your daughter said before?" She said with some disappointment.

"On the contrary, I think this person's strength is probably even higher than what you said before." Lu Jun said with a serious expression on his face.

"That's true, why is the father..."

Before Lu Yuqing finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lu Jun waved her hand.

"First of all, this person is not a thing in the pool and he doesn't want to stay in our Black Sea at all. Secondly, I don't completely believe him. Staying by my side may not be a good thing. Therefore, the best choice for him to leave here."

"But……"

Lu Yuqing wanted to say something, but when Lu Jun suddenly said in a deep voice: "Yuqing, the situation facing our Black Island is so complicated that you can imagine. Your elder brother has already had something to do. If you were not rescued by Yang Feng in time this time, would you know what serious consequences would be caused?"

"I...I'm sorry, father."

When Lu Yuqing heard this, she suddenly looked sad and wanted to cry. Her voice was faint and she admitted her mistake.

Lu Jun sighed, unable to bear to blame her anymore, so he took her into his arms and patted her on the shoulder gently.

On the other side, Yang Feng left the island master's mansion, left Heicheng and flew towards Youyang Mountain.

After returning to the cave, he walked straight through the main hall and came to the backyard of the cave.

After opening several obstruction formations, a small medicinal field appeared in front of him.

I saw a dark purple plant seedling growing alone in the center of the medicine field. It looked no different from the ordinary weeds on the roadside, and it was very ordinary.

However, in fact, this seedling is a young flower carefully cultivated by Yang Feng using the soul flower seeds obtained from the Impermanence Alliance before going out this time.

The emergence rate of this flower is extremely low. Although he got a lot of seeds, he spent almost half of it before he successfully cultivated such a plant.

Seeing that Hua Wuyu was so happy, Yang Feng felt relieved, arranged the cover formation and returned to the house.

He took out the storage bag he had obtained from the island owner before, and did not rush to open it, but instead devoted himself to his spiritual sense and carefully investigated it.

After confirming that there was no strangeness, he refined it and took out the hidden objects.

The things in the storage bag are very single. Apart from a black token the size of a palm, there are a small pile of top-quality spirit stones.

Yang Feng counted and found that it was about 200 yuan, which was a considerable fortune.

He put it away casually, and then carefully looked at the token.

I saw that the token was broken and sunken, with spiritual patterns all over it. The words "Black Wind" were engraved on one side, and the words "Move" were engraved on the other side.

Seeing this, he felt relieved.

Although this trip took quite a lot of trouble, it finally achieved its goal.

...

Spring has passed and winter has come, and more than three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the number of immortal cultivators in the Black City, especially those above the fusion stage, is increasing, with lights and decorations everywhere, as if there is a celebration to be held.

The century-old Black Island Auction Conference is about to be held, which is indeed a grand event!

Every auction conference will contain various rare and rare materials, high-level martial arts and classics, top-quality elixirs, etc. Some treasures will only appear at this auction conference.

Almost all high-level cultivators in the Black Sea will gather here, and even some hostile forces on Black Island will suspend war, sign a ceasefire agreement, and send people to Black Island to participate in this grand event.

On the top of Yangshan Mountain, a secluded cave located on the edge of a cliff.

The closed door slowly opened and Yang Feng walked out of it, but he did not show his true face at this moment. He used the mask of the Impermanence Alliance to transform into a man with a black face and a whispered beard.

From the cave in Yangshan, you can also clearly see the extremely lively scene in the Black City at this moment.

Yang Feng smiled slightly, and was quite looking forward to this century-long auction.

Thinking of this, his body shook and turned into a blue light and flew towards the city.

In the central area of ​​Black City, a majestic golden palace is suspended in the air without moving.

This palace is about a hundred feet high and covers a huge area. It is made of golden jade and emits a layer of golden glow, which looks extremely gorgeous and exquisite.

On the plaque at the main entrance of the palace, there are three big words "Jinyun Pavilion" with flying dragons and phoenixes dancing.

In addition to the main entrance, the main hall also has an entrance in each of the other three directions.

Four huge golden stairs stretched out from the palace, and from time to time, a series of lights fell on it and walked into the Golden Cloud Pavilion.

This Jinyun Pavilion is the venue for the auction conference.

Outside the Jinyun Pavilion, a green light flew from a distance and landed on the stairs on one side of the palace. The figure of a big man with a beard appeared, which was Yang Feng who changed his appearance.

He looked at the majestic palace in front of him, took a big stroll and walked towards the door.

On both sides of the hall gate, there were many black-shirt attendants standing, receiving every cultivator who came over.

"Is this senior here to attend the auction?"

It seemed that Yang Feng had come over, and a black-shirted servant immediately smiled and greeted him.

"What else can you do if you come here today, not to attend the auction conference?"

Yang Feng frowned and said with some displeasure.

"Please don't blame me. This auction conference is a little different from previous years, so I need to give you some explanation." The black-shirt attendant said with a smile.

"How do you say this?" Yang Feng asked.

"The number of people participating in the auction this time is much more than in previous years. In order to control the number of people and eliminate some guests who are just watching the fun and have no intention of auctioning, the conference stipulates that those who participate in the auction need to pay a spirit stone, which is considered an entrance fee. However, the senior only needs to buy any treasure at the auction, and we will return this spirit stone to you later." The black-shirt attendant said respectfully.

"Oh, there are also such regulations. How many spirit stones are needed?" Yang Feng said with some disrespect.

The black-shirt attendant was about to speak.

"Rareless! How can you talk to seniors like this? Go back!"

A middle-aged man who looked like a manager walked over quickly and drank the black-shirted servant.

Yang Feng glanced at the middle-aged man. This man was a cultivator in the fusion stage.

"The people under his command are ignorant, please don't blame me. These regulations are for ordinary guests. Great immortal cultivators like the senior can enter through a special VIP channel, so they naturally don't have to pay any spirit stones. But the same is true here, please." The middle-aged man said respectfully.

When Yang Feng heard this, he couldn't help but smile.

It seems that no matter where you are, your strength is respected, your cultivation is higher than others, and the treatment you receive is very different.

Thinking of this, he nodded slightly at the other party and stepped into the Golden Hall.

I didn't feel anything from the outside, but as soon as I entered the hall, he felt that the space inside was amazingly large.

The hall is divided into three floors, and the bottom floor is an extremely open hall, which is like a giant square, extremely magnificent.

The front end is a large auction table, which is still empty at the moment.

There are countless seats around the hall, in a stepped shape. Most of them are sitting at this moment, and they look a little crowded and noisy.

"This is for ordinary cultivators. Please follow me for seniors. There is a special VIP seat on the second floor."

The middle-aged man said, leading Yang Feng from the stairs next to him to the second floor.

Hundreds of seats are placed here, with wide seats and wide spaces between each other. There are some fruits and spiritual tea on the coffee table next to it, which is completely different from the treatment in the hall below.

There were already many people sitting on these seats at this moment, all of whom were immortal cultivators in the True Immortal Realm. Yang Feng even vaguely saw several people who had seen in the City Lord's Mansion that day.

At the greeting of the middle-aged man, Yang Feng also sat down in a seat.

From here, the view is excellent, and the auction table below is clearly visible. Compared with the cultivators in the hall below, there is a sense of superiority.

Yang Feng nodded, then looked up at the third floor and asked, "I wonder who are the guests on the third floor?"

There are separate rooms on the third floor, with restrictions imposed, and the situation inside cannot be seen from the outside, and the treatment is obviously better than here on the second floor.

He was not dissatisfied with not being invited to the third floor, but was just a little curious.
Chapter completed!