As for the discussion in Longjing, Zhao Zhen, the initiator, naturally did not know.
In the past two days, he has been observing the ice flame jade in the room.
From his observation, this Ice Flame Spirit Jade is indeed magical. Not only does it depict the formation of the heaven-level spirit prisoner array, it also depicts a small heaven-level spirit gathering array!
This is very powerful. This is a composite formation. The Spirit Gathering Formation can ensure that the aura of the ice flame jade is always sufficient, while the Soul Prisoning Formation accommodates more than a hundred spiritual root powers of different attributes. This It should be those Bing Yan Sect disciples who are still alive as proof.
"A heaven-level spiritual stone has carved two heaven-level formations, and they do not conflict with each other. From this point of view, the person who carved this formation stone is at least an intermediate-level or even high-level formation. Mage."
Talking to himself, Zhao Zhen's eyes also changed.
He knew that low-level formation masters at the heaven level were already very rare, let alone mid-level or even high-level ones.
This kind of person will be treated as a guest no matter which dynasty he belongs to. Even in the Immortal Sect, he will receive great respect.
But the Bingyan Sect is just a second-rate sect from Hanxue Dynasty, but this sect has such a formation stone. Does that mean that the Bingyan Sect is related to a certain heaven-level formation master?
He started thinking in his mind, but soon Zhao Zhen shook his head again.
He knew that it was useless to think about these things at this time, because they were too far away from him.
What he has to do now is to master this Ice Flame Spirit Jade, and use it to control the more than thirty martial spirit realm experts and turn them into his own strength.
"Well, although you have to consider the future as a human being, the more important thing is to grasp the present moment and recognize your master."
After muttering to himself, Zhao Zhen restrained his thoughts. At the same time, he shook his index finger, and blood immediately overflowed from it and entered the ice flame jade.
Buzz!
There was a vibration, and the Ice Flame Spirit Jade in his hand trembled. Zhao Zhen also felt something in his heart, but in an instant, he felt that he was connected to the Ice Flame Spirit Jade.
And through this connection, he could feel the more than a hundred spiritual root powers of different attributes in the Prisoner's Spirit Formation approaching him.
This made Zhao Zhen smile.
He could feel the intensity of these powers, all of which were in the martial spirit realm.
Then this is a great power. As long as he masters this power, he will really have the capital to gain a foothold in Longjing, and he can really have a chance with those so-called aristocratic families.
Knock knock knock…
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Zhao Zhen waved his hand and the door opened immediately.
Bingmei walked in.
"Recognize your master?"
"Um."
Zhao Zhen nodded.
"I hope you can fulfill your promise."
Bingmei said seriously, "Otherwise..."
Zhao Zhen raised his hand to stop Bingmei's words.
"There's no need to threaten me or say anything. I'm always very direct in doing things. I won't fail to do what I promise you."
Hearing this, Bingmei was also silent for a moment.
"In addition, although you and I are in a cooperative relationship, in the final analysis, you need me more, so in the future, whether outside or in private, you'd better respect me."
Zhao Zhen smiled lightly, "It's not that I insist on this face, but if you are always so rude to me, then my brothers will not understand it, and this will easily lead to trouble."
Bingmei was silent for a long time.
Finally, she cupped her fists and bent down, "Yes, junior sister, I remember."
"Well, tomorrow, go rescue people."
Zhao Zhen waved his hand again, and Bingmei also walked out of the room.
There was nothing to say all night, and by the morning of the third day, the state of martial law in the city was finally lifted.
After the martial law was lifted, Longjing became lively again.
Countless people gathered together and began to talk about the major events three days ago, guessing who the real culprit was.
However, Zhao Zhen and the others didn't care. After walking out of the restaurant, they rushed directly to Wanjin Tower.
Of course, this time Zhao Zhen did not disguise himself, but revealed his true appearance. He only let Bingmei and Xia He beside him change their appearance.
As soon as he walked into the Wanjin Building, there was an uproar in the Wanjin Building, and countless guests looked at Zhao Zhen in shock.
Again, Zhao Zhen is so famous now that his appearance has long been drawn, and most people in Longjing can recognize Zhao Zhen.
Naturally, as soon as he arrived, the originally lively gambling game became much quieter, and many people began to whisper.
Zhao Zhen didn't care about this, and just walked all the way to the arena behind.
But before he could enter the arena passage, a white-haired old man flashed his body and came directly in front of Zhao Zhen.
"I have met Zhao Zhen, Mr. Zhao."
After uttering respectful words, the next moment the white-haired old man bowed down and saluted Zhao Zhen, and said with a smile, "Haha, I am the chief steward of the arena. I wonder what Mr. Zhao needs when he comes here this time?"
Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhen smiled lightly and said, "I didn't expect that the chief steward would come to receive me in person. I thought you didn't welcome me."
"Master Zhao is joking. We at Wanjin Tower are doing business. Since we are doing business, we naturally have to welcome guests from all over the world with a smile and make connections all over the world. Everyone who comes is a guest. How can we not welcome them?"
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "As for what happened before, it was just some misunderstanding. The court didn't pursue it, so how can we take it to heart? So Mr. Zhao, don't think too much."
Hearing this, Zhao Zhen's smile grew wider. He knew that what the white-haired old man meant was that they had accepted what happened before. Naturally, he nodded, "That's good. Is there a misunderstanding? Just let it go. .”
"Yes, there is no misunderstanding that cannot be resolved, and there is no hatred that cannot be resolved."
The white-haired old man smiled and nodded again, "Next, Mr. Zhao, what do you want to do when you come to the arena this time? Do you want to fight, or do you just want to come here to gamble?"
"No wrestling, no gambling."
Zhao Zhen said directly, "I want to buy some death row prisoners. I think your death row prisoners can be traded, right?"
"Buy death row?"
The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, but then he nodded and said, "Yes, our death row prisoners can be traded. Since Mr. Zhao is here to buy death row prisoners, please follow me."
As he said that, the white-haired old man pointed his hand, and Zhao Zhen followed him without hesitation.
After twisting and turning in the passage and walking up several stairs underground, the white-haired old man finally opened a door, and a huge underground square suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Zhen.
As soon as he saw the square, Zhao Zhen's eyes flashed, but the square was really too big, covering an area of a hundred miles, and it was impossible to see the end at a glance!
At the same time, in this square, huge iron cages were placed horizontally one after another. Each of these iron cages contained more than ten or twenty death row prisoners, as well as some powerful monsters.
"Mr. Zhao, this is the Death Row Exchange in our arena."
At this time, the white-haired old man also turned around and smiled at Zhao Zhen, "Master Zhao is here, you can choose death row prisoners or monsters at will."
"Um."
Zhao Zhen nodded, and then entered the square under the leadership of the old man.
The square is crowded with people, and everyone is dressed in luxurious clothes. You can tell at a glance that the young master is the eldest lady.
This is normal. After all, someone who can buy a person on death row cannot do it without some family background.
While these young ladies were walking, they were also talking and laughing, and kept commenting on the death row prisoners. However, the eyes of those prisoners on death row in cages were numb, and they contained deep despair.
This sight naturally made Zhao Zhen secretly shake his head. A cage apart was heaven and hell. This made him understand once again the cruelty of the world.
"Mr. Zhao, I don't know what realm of death row prisoners you need? The area we are in now is a gathering place for death row prisoners with human font names, which means that the prisoners here are all warrior realm prisoners. Of course, there are also death row prisoners with local font names. gathering place.”
The old man turned back and said.
"I need some local prisoners on death row."
Zhao Zhen looked at it for a while and then said simply.
"Haha, as expected, I said that people like Mr. Zhao will not need the existence of the warrior realm."
The old man said with a smile, and then he quickened his pace, and soon led Zhao Zhen and the others away from the periphery and walked deeper.
After a while, the old man took Zhao Zhen and the three of them to a relatively tidy area.
In this area, the iron cages are smaller, and in each iron cage, there is only one death row prisoner or a demon beast, instead of a dozen or so locked together like outside.
"Haha, after all, the prisoners held here are the prisoners on death row who have reached the martial spirit realm, so we have to appease them. This can be regarded as a kind of respect for their cultivation."
Before Zhao Zhen could ask any questions, the old man turned around and smiled.
"Yes." Zhao Zhen nodded. He was not surprised that the treatment of prisoners on death row was better than that of prisoners on death row. After all, the strength lies here. If they are not treated well, they will really fight for their lives, and the pair will be troublesome in the gladiatorial arena.
After walking for a while in the death row area, Bingmei suddenly stopped and looked at the row of iron cages on the left.
Zhao Zhen's heart moved and he looked over, but with just one glance, he felt the Ice Flame Spirit Jade placed in the Qingyun Jade tremble.
This made Zhao Zhen's eyes flash, and he knew that those imprisoned in these iron cages should be people from the Bingyan Sect.
"Oh? Mr. Zhao has taken a liking to them?"
The chief steward was also very discerning and immediately said to Zhao Zhen with a smile, "Young Master Zhao has a good eye. These more than thirty prisoners on death row are all disciples of the Bingyan Sect of the Hanxue Dynasty. However, the Bingyan Sect was destroyed three months ago. They were destroyed, so they fled to us. Unfortunately, they were caught by our Secret Guards within two days of hiding here."
Hearing this, Zhao Zhen nodded and looked carefully at the more than thirty death row prisoners. Upon noticing Zhao Zhen's gaze, these death row prisoners also looked at Zhao Zhen with cold eyes.
call!
A cold aura came out, but as they looked at Zhao Zhen at the same time, many icicles appeared in the void!
"Huh? What are you doing, looking for death!"
Seeing this scene, the big steward gave a cold shout and suddenly took out a red token and poured his inner energy into it.
