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Chapter 217: Helping a Sister

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Although he was still hesitant, he still stopped practicing and went back to his room to sleep and rest.

The eyes of the mice gradually regained their clarity and ran away one by one.

The next morning, when Ling Feng woke up, he felt that he had become hungry. Touching his belly, Ling Feng couldn't help but frown.

I didn’t even wash up, because there were no toiletries, so I just took out a purple pine nut and ate it.

"No, this life is too oppressive. It is completely inconsistent with my status as an inner disciple. I have to find a way to solve it. I also mastered my illusion skills last night. Let's go and try it today!"

After making a decision in his mind, Ling Feng went out, preparing to find someone to practice his illusion.

He covered his face and went to the store that was under the jurisdiction of the Tiger Alliance forces last time.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

After seeing Ling Feng enter the store, a clerk immediately came up and greeted Ling Feng warmly. Although Ling Feng had a face scarf on his face, it did not affect their enthusiasm at all, because many people came to their store.

All the people were wearing face towels.

"Here, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, rice, spices, chili, onions, ginger and garlic, give me some!"

Ling Feng directly took out a five hundred soul ticket from his arms and threw it on the table very proudly. When he spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice.

"Okay, Sir, how much oil, how much salt, how much soy sauce, how much vinegar do you want? How much rice? If it's onion, ginger, garlic, and chili, it's best to give an amount. After all, you said 'a little'

, I really can’t grasp it!”

The clerk was still looking at Ling Feng with a smile on his face. His painting style was almost exactly the same as when Ling Feng came here before.

Ling Feng said: "Bring me ten kilograms of oil, three kilograms of salt, three kilograms of soy sauce, three kilograms of vinegar, and one hundred kilograms of spiritual rice. As for the ginger, onion, garlic, chili, and spices, I will do it myself!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he picked up a basket and started picking onions, ginger, garlic and peppers, putting them all in the basket. As for how to calculate the price, that was not his business.

Soon, the clerk weighed everything for him.

"Sir, please show me your identity plate!"

The clerk looked up at Ling Feng with a smile. Now everyone who buys things in the store has to show their identity tag, which gives him a headache. And all this is because of a newcomer named Ling Feng.

"Hey, the critical moment has arrived!"

Ling Feng smiled, then took out his identity plate and immediately used his spirit to cast an illusion on the clerk.

The clerk's eyes were blurred as he looked at the identity plate in Ling Feng's hand. In his eyes, Ling Feng's identity plate became Ling Feng.

"Okay, no problem!"

After confirming his identity, the clerk weighed the goods and put them into a bag.

"Five spiritual stones for one pound of oil, three spiritual stones for one pound of mineral salt, five spiritual stones for one pound of soy sauce, two spiritual stones for one pound of aged rice vinegar made from spiritual rice, two spiritual stones for one pound of spiritual rice,

A total of two hundred and eighty spiritual stones! Onions, ginger, garlic, chili peppers, and spices added together, a total of three hundred and fifty spiritual stones! One hundred and fifty for you!"

The store owner placed the bag and the change in front of Ling Feng.

"Thank you very much!"

Ling Feng picked up the bag and the spirit ticket, turned around and walked outside.

It wasn't until he left the door of the store that he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and took a look at the street, preparing to buy some meat.

But when Ling Feng came to the butcher shop and was about to go in, a female disciple hurriedly walked out and accidentally stepped on a piece of fruit peel at the door. She immediately leaned back and fell towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately reached out to help the other person.

But when he took action, the wind on his face blew up. The female disciple who was supported by him also saw his face clearly and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ling Feng!"

The woman's voice was loud and immediately spread around.

"Where is Ling Feng?"

People around him looked around and their eyes fell on Ling Feng.

"Grass……"

Seeing this situation, Ling Feng couldn't help but cursed.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Lingfeng!"

The woman knew that she had ruined Ling Feng's important matter, and she knew she was in the wrong, so she immediately opened her mouth to admit her mistake to Ling Feng. However, it was better that she did not open her mouth, but once she opened her mouth, the situation became even worse.

"That masked guy is Ling Feng, run!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Those inner disciples immediately ran away.

"This...Senior Brother Lingfeng, I'm sorry!"

The female disciple reacted, said something to Ling Feng, and then ran away quickly.

“The spicy one next door is so unlucky!”

Ling Feng cursed secretly, then simply pulled the towel off his face and returned with the cloth bag.

"Oh, it's really Ling Feng!"

"This kid is so smart that he actually knows how to mask himself!"

"There's no point in wearing a mask. I want to confirm the identity plate. Who sold the thing to him?"

People on the street were a little surprised when they saw Ling Feng's face. After all, the two major alliances are now suppressing Ling Feng. Anyone who dares to buy something from Ling Feng is going against the two major alliances, and the consequences will be serious.

"Fuck, we can only wait until tomorrow!"

Ling Feng was walking on the street with the bag on his back, cursing in his mind that he shouldn't have helped that girl with his hands just now.

Although he can now use illusions, illusions are only effective when used unexpectedly.

If the clerk just now had been prepared and reached out to slap his face, he would have been freed from Ling Feng's illusion immediately.

After all, the consciousness of a cultivator is stronger than that of an ordinary mouse. Otherwise, Ling Feng would have just used the waste paper as a spiritual ticket.

But there is no use regretting. He was still very happy to be able to buy something today.

Humming a small tune, he returned to his residence and prepared to cook. However, when he arrived in the kitchen, he found that there were no pots and pans, only some dry firewood.

"Fuck!"

Ling Feng was so angry that he wanted to set fire to the house.

After cursing, he summoned the incense burner and poured the spiritual rice into the incense burner. When he was about to wash the rice, he found that there was no water.

Fortunately, he knew the Lingyu Jue. After performing the Lingyu Jue, he cleaned the water vat in the yard, filled a large vat of water, and then washed the rice for cooking.

He directly placed the incense burner on the stove pit, picked up dry wood to light the fire, and started cooking.

"Fortunately, I have the incense burner magic weapon, otherwise I wouldn't even have anything to cook with!"

Lingfeng lit the fire and cursed loudly. He had used this incense burner to cook salamanders in the Tuofeng Ridge cave before, and the food cooked in the incense burner would have more spiritual energy.

When Ling Feng lit the fire, the patterns on the surface of the incense burner also shone slightly.
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