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In a quaint hall, Ye Fei and Fang Ning sat upright, and the other was an old man with a thin body and a cold face.

"Fairy Fang Ning, don't be fine, haha, I wonder if this fellow Taoist?" The old man glanced at Ye Fei and asked this question.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ning smiled slightly and said, "This is what I told you before, and I want to buy the treasure of the Sun."

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Ye, lucky to know!" The old man smiled slightly.

"Old Hu, I won't go around the corner with you. I have had some conflicts with several ghost cultivators recently. It is said that the Treasure of Zhiyang has a miraculous effect on ghosts, so I want to buy it and take a look." Ye Fei glanced at the old man and said this.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ye, then you have found the right place. The Supreme Yang Treasure is specially designed to restrain ghosts and demons. Generally, the treasures of the soul banner cannot exert too much power when they meet my Yang Yuan Blade." The old man called Old Hu smiled slightly and said proudly.

"I wonder how Mr. Hu plans to sell it? By the way, Ye should also look at the treasure." Ye Fei said with a straight face.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Hu nodded, flipped his hand, and a broken blade about the size of about a foot appeared in Hao Ran in his palm, emitting a burst of pure and yang power.

"How is it, Fellow Daoist Ye is still satisfied?" Mr. Hu looked at the short blade in his hand and asked.

Ye Fei curled his lips and sighed again. He shook his head and said, "It seems that it is a little worse." After saying that, Ye Fei made one hand and a golden round bead appeared in his hand.

"The Supreme Sun Bead?" Mr. Hu and Fang Ning both looked moved at the same time and said in surprise.

Seeing this, Ye Fei nodded and said, "Old Hu's ultimate yang treasure is obviously not as good as the ultimate yang bead below. It's okay to deal with simple ghost cultivators. If you meet someone with higher strength, you may..."

Upon hearing this, Old Hu frowned and thought: "Fellow Daoist Ye, treasures are auxiliary purposes. You can't rely on treasures to achieve absolute victory. Your own strength is the key."

After saying that, Mr. Hu put away Yang Yuan Blade. After all, he saw the Supreme Yang Treasure in Ye Fei's hand. It seemed that he wanted to buy something more advanced than Zhiyangzhu, and the Yang Yuan Blade in his hand was obviously no longer considered.

"By the way, if the Yang Yuan Blade explodes at a critical moment, the power should be quite large, right? It should be able to severely damage the ghost cultivator." Ye Fei suddenly lit up his eyes and said this.

Hearing this, Old Hu's eyebrows trembled and his lips slightly grinned, thinking that Ye Fei was an idiot? Yang Yuanren bought it as a disposable consumable, and hurt the other party by self-destruction?

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Ye, that's it. But isn't it a pity for this treasure?" Mr. Hu couldn't help but say something.

Ye Fei waved his hand directly and smiled, "It's no pity. If you have the Sun Bead in your hand, if it's not higher than him, the rest will be like a waste. So, if the price is reasonable, Ye will buy it and teach them a lesson."

"This!" I originally thought that Ye Fei would buy something useful and could blackmail it, but I didn't expect that Ye Fei was speechless and wanted to buy it and self-destruct it.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, no matter whether you think he is a treasure or not, the price of Yang Yuan Blade will not change. At least you need an intermediate-level spiritual treasure, or an ordinary high-level spiritual treasure." Mr. Hu said this.

"Oh? It seems a little..." Before Ye Fei finished speaking, Mr. Hu hurriedly waved his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, if you are sincere, a low-level spiritual treasure is fine!" Hu Lao smiled slightly after saying that, while Fang Ning looked speechless. I remember that last time, Mr. Hu said that he would not sell anything except high-level spiritual treasures.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei nodded and said, "Old Hu, this Yangyuan Blade is not a spiritual treasure. Ye just sees its special attributes, so he can exchange it for a spiritual treasure."

"Hehe, okay, Fellow Daoist Ye is really a refreshing person." After saying that, veteran Hu took out Yang Yuan Blade and handed it directly to Ye Fei.

Although Ye Fei had not obtained any spiritual treasures from the two men in black, he still had a few spiritual treasures that he could not use before.

He took out a low-level spiritual treasure sword, Ye Fei shook his hand and appeared in front of Mr. Hu with a whoosh. Seeing this, Mr. Hu smiled slightly.

"Old Hu, then I'll say goodbye." Ye Fei bowed, and the two of them said politely, and Old Hu sent them away from the Hu family.

"This kid actually used a spiritual treasure for magic weapons to go back and explode himself? Hehe, it seems that he was forced to do something urgent. Although he was not expected, he finally did not suffer any losses." After saying that, Mr. Hu smiled slightly and put away his sword.

...

Meicheng Huang Family, in the hall!

A sick old man with a somewhat vicissitudes of face sat in the hall with a young man in gray robe. Both of them were smiling and leisurely tasting spiritual tea.

It is the head of the Huang family and Ma Ning!

"Fellow Daoist Huang, your appeal is getting smaller and smaller. This time it has been three months, and even ten people have not been summoned." The young man surnamed Ma glanced at the head of the Huang family and said with a raised corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, the sick old man's eyebrows moved and said disdainfully: "Hmph, now the Huang family has almost become a cemetery for casual cultivators. Generally, timid people will definitely not cooperate with us. It seems that after this last action, we will also change our strategy."

"Fellow Daoist Huang, there are seven or eight people now, so let's send them first." said the young man surnamed Ma.

The head of the Huang family waved his hand and said, "No hurry, these people are wasting time. It's a pity that there are a few casual cultivators who are very brave. Unfortunately, we can't get what they need, and we were unable to participate in the end."

"Hehe, fellow Huang, Ma said a long time ago that you can fool them first, and you can agree to anything. Anyway, you may not have to take it out in the end." The young man surnamed Ma smiled.

Upon hearing this, the head of the Huang family narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm afraid that if someone wants to take a look at the materials, you won't be able to come up with them in advance, it may cause suspicion. Although this method is recruiting people, it's not safe, so I'll just forget it."

The young man surnamed Ma nodded and thought, "According to what we said at the beginning, tomorrow is the last day of the gathering. I don't know how many people will come, hehe!..." After that, he glanced at the head of the Huang family, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

...

In the hall of the Fang family, Fang Jun and his sister smiled. After all, Ye Fei went smoothly this time and the price he paid was not as high as expected.

However, Ye Fei's eyes were filled with a hint of doubt and a hint of uneasiness.

On the way back with Fang Ning, Ye Fei felt an extremely obscure fluctuation. If it were usually ignored, but after several encounters with the man in black, Ye Fei is now extremely sensitive.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, why do you seem to have something to worry about? Did you hear about Xiao Ran?" At this moment, Fang Jun suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Ye Fei slowly looked up and said, "Xiao Ran? I haven't heard anything about this. Come and listen to it."

"Oh, that's it. Some time ago, I don't know if the Yuling Sect had any evidence, nor did I hear about how they got it. However, it seems that the Yuling Sect suspected that Fellow Daoist Ye." After saying that, Fang Ning's face turned right.

"Yes, I have heard about this. A few years ago, the Yuling Sect had inquired about the whereabouts of fellow Taoist Ye in Meicheng." Fang Ning also added.

Ye Fei narrowed his eyes and his mind turned sharply. If the Yuling Sect learned about this, he might have to leave Yuzhou as soon as possible. Otherwise, if some advanced levels were sent to encircle and suppress it, it would be troublesome.

"I wonder what the final result is?" Ye Fei asked.

"Haha, there is probably no evidence. Besides, Fellow Daoist Ye has not been found. What else can I do? I'm afraid it will be left alone in the end." Fang Jun smiled.

At this time, Fang Ning's face turned right and said to Ye Fei: "Fellow Daoist Ye, it's better to be careful no matter what."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Fei flipped his hand with one hand and a black triangle token, the size of a palm, appeared in his hand. In the middle, there was a charming blood-red prison word carved.

"Can you two recognize this thing?" Ye Fei guessed that these men in black might have something to do with the man in yellow robe or the Yuling Sect.

"Huh? What is this? It seems to be a token?" Fang Ning frowned, looking a little confused.

"What? Black, Black Prison Order?" At this moment, Fang Jun's face changed wildly. As if he had seen something terrifying, he stood up from the chair with a rubbing sound, pointing at the black token with a trembling arm, his face pale and bloodless. (This chapter ends)

(PS. I was frightened. What is the Black Prison Order? Let's guess.)
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