"She unexpectedly also came" Smith looked at her from far away and whispered, his heart was beating.

She was Smith’s former lover, seeing her here gave him a feeling of being separated from the world, for Angela, he didn’t has the feeling of love or hate now, the pain in his heart was just for a moment.

Suddenly, Smith took a ghost mask and covered his face.

Angela came with a stream of people.

She was not alone. She was accompanied by a young man with a carefree attitude. He was really elegant. He showed a gentle and elegant demeanor.

Smith recognized this man as Robert, the first of the nine true disciples of Zhengyang Sect.

"Sister Angela, go and have a look!" Robert gently shook the folding fan and smiled like the spring breeze.

Angela looked calm, but she didn’t refuse.

Suddenly, she and Smith passed by, the lovers of the past, met again like a stranger.

Smith passed slowly, steadily and powerfully, without turning back.

He didn’t know when Bruce Junior found him.

"What are you doing with a mask?" Bruce Junior looked at Smith angrily. "I've been looking for you for a long time."

"I just bought it, isn't it nice?" Smith took off his mask.

Bruce Junior said, "come, I have found a place to live, go to rest first!"

One by one, they went towards the place of living.

In front of them were rows of chambers, which were places for people to stay during the auction.

They came into a building. Bruce Junior locked himself in his room. It seemed that he has gone to study his vital function secret book.

"Don't make it up." Smith scolded and turned to walk into his room.

Smith locked the door tightly and took out the tripod.

Small tripod seemed to have been buried in the ground for a long time. The whole body was mottled, and there were bursts of ancient air coming out.

"I don't know what's going to happen." Saying this Smith took out the purple gold small gourd, pulled its plug.

Buzz!

Suddenly, purple gold little gourd vibrated.

Then, the little whirlpool reappeared, and a bottle of the tripod was swallowed by the purple and gold gourd on the spot.

Buzz!

Buzz!

After swallowing the tripod, the purple and gold gourd hummed and shook violently.

It seemed that Smith's eyes became bright. Even the purple and gold gourd has such a big reaction. The hidden mystery in the tripod must be extraordinary.

"What is the mystery?" Rubbing his hands, Smith could not help but looked inside the little gourd.

The purple and gold gourd was full of refreshing spirited liquid, and the tripod was suspended on the spirited liquid. There was no vibration, no flash of light, so it was suspended quietly.

Smith frowned slightly and waited.

It wasn't until an hour later that the little gourd hummed and shook, spitting out the little tripod.

However, Smith did not notice that a drop of blood fell from the tripod just before the tripod was spit out, and was integrated into the liquid of the tripod.

"This… Is that all?" Smith looked at the purple gold small gourd in amazement.

Being stared at by Smith, purple gold small gourd was like having nothing to do with others. It was still swallowing the spirit of heaven and earth.

Waving away the purple gold gourd, Smith picked up the tripod from the ground.

The small tripod was still the same as before it was swallowed.

"I don't believe it." Smith scolded secretly, brandished the true fire and wrapped the small tripod.

After an hour.

Smith collected the real fire, sat down on the ground, breathed heavily, and the tripod was still intact, which was burned by Smith for more than an hour without melting.

"What material is used in this, even ignoring the burning of real fire?"

Smith held the tripod, sighed and smacked his tongue. Even the real fire can't melt it. He was really shocked.

Smith was holding the purple gold small gourd, raised head to pour a few drops of spirited liquid.

Uh huh?

The spirited liquid entered the body, as always, like a clear spring flowing all over his body, but what made Smith inexplicable was that the spirited liquid swallowed this time was different from the usual, and he can't say where it was different.

"How can there be a strange feeling." Smith tore his collar and felt hot and dry.

Soon, the blood in his body quickened the speed of circulation, even some boiling, which made his body feel more burned.

Licked the dry lips, he picked up the purple gourd again and looked up again.

But soon, the feeling of being burned became more and more intense.

After shaking his head, Smith felt a little dizzy. He felt thirsty again. He poured more liquid in the gourd into his mouth, but the more he drank, the more he wanted to drink.

Unconsciously, he drank more than half of the spirited liquid present in purple gold gourd.

"What's the matter?" Smith's vision became blurred.

So he drank too much spirited liquid that he didn't notice he has reached the sixth level concentration.

Ah.

He didn’t know when, with a low roar, he ripped off his clothes and felt that his body was like a fire and even every tiny pore on his whole body was burning.

"Water." Subconsciously grabbing the purple gold gourd, Smith looked up and poured again, without stopping for a long time.

Oh!

Soon, there was a sound coming from his body. It was not long before he just advanced. His cultivation realm went from the sixth to the seventh and reached the top of the seventh. The way he was going it was not difficult for him to reach eight level.

Ah.

With another low roar, the shape of Smith changed.

His eyes were covered with blood, and the veins of his forehead came out.

It wasn’t over. His body has an inexplicable black fog. Every pore of his body was full of black evil spirit. His long black hair turned bloody red at the speed visible to the naked eye.

The most important thing was that his eyebrows were shining with magic light, and there was a strange magic pattern.

Uh.

He was holding his head, staggering on the ground, only feeling the roar of his brain, which was about to explode.

I didn’t know when, he just fell to the ground and fainted.

In the room, there was peace.

He didn’t know how long it took him to recover.

At morning, he sat up abruptly as a wisp of the slanting sun fell on his face through the window.

After a short period of inactivity, he hurriedly checked his body and found that his clothes were torn to pieces by himself.

"My accomplishments." Aware of the majestic power in his body, he could not help but be surprised that his realm had improved and reached the eighth level.

"What happened last night." After a moment of trance, he thought of last night.

Beckoning to bring the purple gold gourd, Smith's eyes became bright and dark. Last night, he drank the spirited liquid inside, which led to all kinds of strange things happening behind him: the body was like a fire, and the brain was roaring as far as the explosion.

"What's wrong with this liquid?" Smith pulled out the gourd plug and wanted to find out, but the door was kicked open by Bruce Junior.

"Let's go. The auction is about to begin."

Uh!

Smith responded, covered the gourd plug and then took the purple gourd in storage bag, and went out with Bruce Junior.