When I took Mr. Yun's special plane and arrived in the capital, it was still early and there was still some time before attending the auction.

As soon as he got off the plane, Tang Feng received a call from Zhang Zhijian, the minister of a certain ministry in Beijing, whom he had not contacted for a long time.

When he faced threats from the Zhao family and his son and the Qingyun Sect, he tried to contact them and asked for help, but failed to get in touch.

Of course, he didn't blame the other party, and now the matter is in the past.

Now that the other party called, he naturally answered the call without hesitation.

"Minister Zhang, why did you call me when you had time today?" Tang Feng asked with a smile.

Zhang Zhijian said: "Why do you call me that? It seems too lively. Just call me Lao Zhang."

Tang Feng agreed: "Okay, Lao Zhang. Tell me, what's the matter?"

There must be something wrong when the other party called. A busy man like him would not have time to chat with you without going to the Three Treasures Palace.

Zhang Zhijian smiled and said: "It's nothing special. I just want to tell you that there will be an auction in the store at eight o'clock tonight, and it will be held by Jin Bu Huan. You should have received the news, right?"

Tang Feng replied: "I got it, Senior Jin told me."

Zhang Zhijian said: "So, you will definitely attend?"

Tang Feng said: "Of course, good things like this don't happen often. I can't miss such a good opportunity."

Zhang Zhijian asked: "Then when will you come over? Let's make an appointment. We just happen to go together."

Tang Feng said: "I have arrived in the capital."

Zhang Zhijian said in surprise: "Have you all arrived in the capital? Let's make an appointment to meet at a place and attend the auction together in the evening."

"Okay." Tang Feng agreed.

In the world of cultivation, Zhang Zhijian is considered an acquaintance of him, so attending an auction with an acquaintance is not a bad thing.

The two of them made an appointment at the meeting place, which was located at Biluo Villa, near where the auction was held.

Not long after, Tang Feng arrived at the hotel.

He met Zhang Zhijian who invited him in the hotel.

"Xiao Tang, I haven't seen you for a long time. Looking at your red face and full of vitality, you must have made great progress in your cultivation recently." Zhang Zhijian said with a genuine smile.

Tang Feng shook his head and said, "No, I've been busy with work recently and haven't kept up with my cultivation. But I can't rush this matter. Let's take it slow."

Zhang Zhijian said: "Don't be humble. I can feel whether you have made great progress. It is a very magical intuition. I don't know why."

The two met and chatted for a while.

"Xiao Tang, you must have something for sale at the auction this time, right? You are the youngest and most promising alchemist in this industry. The spirit-gathering pill you refined is of the highest quality and is worth a lot of money. If you give it to

If you go to the auction venue, you will definitely get a high price." Zhang Zhijian then said.

Tang Feng said: "To tell you the truth, I don't have any extra elixirs on hand. I am here purely as a buyer. I only buy, not sell."

Zhang Zhijian said with regret: "That would be such a pity."

The two chatted and had dinner together.

At six o'clock, they were ready to leave and rushed to Biluo Villa.

"Xiao Tang, you should have prepared the mask, right?" Zhang Zhijian asked.

Tang Feng nodded and said: "Ready, that's it."

He took out the mask that he had prepared long ago. It was the one he used when he attended the auction last time. It was the Tang Monk Face Mask.

Due to the need to keep secrets and not reveal their true identities, the auctions of immortal cultivators held by Jin Buhuan were all "mask conventions". All the immortal cultivators who participated in the auction wore masks to prevent outsiders from seeing their true face in Lushan.

Even the host Jin Buhuai is like this.

Of course, this is voluntary. You can choose to wear a mask or not. There are no people in this industry who have no secrets, so everyone chooses to wear one, and Tang Feng is no exception.

Zhang Zhijian shook his head and said: "You can't do that."

"No? Why?" Tang Feng asked doubtfully.

Zhang Zhijian said: "A mask can only be used once, and it must be replaced the second time, otherwise it may leave holes and allow people to see through the true identity."

Tang Feng thought for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense. I didn't think well and was negligent, but it doesn't matter. I'll just make the mistake. I won't have to find another mask."

He is not afraid of his identity being exposed. In fact, it is not impossible even if he does not wear a mask. He does not pay much attention to this. However, no matter how many masks others wear or how tight they are, he can easily see through them and see through them.

The true face of Lushan Mountain.

Zhang Zhijian said: "That's not good. Fortunately, I brought an extra mask. You can use this one."

He took out a new mask from the bag and handed it to Tang Feng.

Tang Feng didn't expect that the other party was so well prepared and so thoughtful.

"Okay, thank you very much." Tang Feng smiled happily.

Zhang Zhijian shook his head and said: "You're welcome, it's just a small matter."

Tang Feng tried to wear the mask given to him by Zhang Zhijian.

This is a black and white mask with a ghost face. It is actually the mask of a faceless man in the movie "Spirited Away" by the Japanese animation master Hayao Miyazaki. Although it is a mask of a faceless ghost, it is not scary, but looks a bit...

Cute.

The mask is neither too big nor too small, so it fits well.

"Yes, it suits you very well." Zhang Zhijian said.

Tang Feng nodded and said, "Well, that's all."

Zhang Zhijian said: "Then let's go out. It's not too early. We have to rush there as soon as possible."

"Okay, let's go." Tang Feng agreed, and after saying that, they left together.

After leaving the hotel, the two took a taxi and rushed to Biluo Villa.

The villa is located in the suburbs, a bit far from the city center, but it is not far from the hotel where Tang Feng and the others are staying, only ten or twenty miles away.

In less than twenty minutes, the car arrived.

When they arrived at the entrance of the villa, night had fallen and the light everywhere dimmed.

Tang Feng and Zhang Zhijian got off the car and walked into the villa.

The gate was heavily guarded, and everyone who came in had to be strictly inspected, but they were invitees and had gold-free passes, so they entered easily.

Naturally, many people came to participate in the auction, and there were signs of overcrowding in the yard and building.

Everyone inside, including the guards, is wearing a mask. If they are not acquaintances in the same group, they don't know each other and don't know who is who.

But in Tang Feng's eyes, no one has secrets, because he can clearly see everyone's true face through clairvoyance.

Among that group of people, Tang Feng saw some familiar faces.

When he and Zhang Zhijian walked into the hall inside, he saw Dean Du of the Academy of Fine Arts and several other familiar faces, but he did not disturb them and pretended not to see them.

Immediately, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful and somewhat familiar figure.

She was a woman with a slender figure and long flowing hair.

At first glance, her figure really looks like that of a fairy.

In an instant, his eyes penetrated the beautiful veil covering the woman's face and saw her true face.

Her eyebrows are as white as jade, and her beauty is incomparable.
Chapter completed!