The major commercial buildings seemed even more lively, and Yang Feng found that the promotion of the auction was also concentrated one after another.

The only impression I gave Yang Feng was that many strong people came here specifically to buy things.

Yang Feng from Luotianxu City knew that although this place was prosperous, it was not the kind of place where treasures were everywhere.

If you really want to buy all kinds of rare treasures, it is better to wait in the Shixianxu City.

At least the Shixianxu City is also the direct location for Wuliangshan treasure export, so why bother Luotianxu City

Yang Feng thought about it and took out the communication bead and sent a message to Wang Yong.

Yang Feng did not receive Wang Yong's reply, and Wang Yong had already arrived at the inn after just half a stick of incense.

"Haha, I knew you would be fine, but I didn't expect you to return to Luotianxu City."

Wang Yong's extremely enthusiastic voice came from afar.

Even though Yang Feng's appearance this time was completely different from last time, Wang Yong still recognized Yang Feng at first sight.

"The Black Mud Canyon robs the spiritual veins all the strong. My cultivation is too poor. I am afraid of falling there, so I simply let go. Although good people are jealous, they must do their best. I can't compare with Brother Wang." Yang Feng smiled and said with his fists. He saw that Wang Yong's cultivation was deeper than two or three years ago.

Wang Yong waved his hand quickly, "I'm lucky, and I've got one or two spiritual veins. Let's change the place to talk in detail, but Wuliang Mountain has no time to pass recently."
Chapter completed!