The silver-haired old man smiled uneasily and said: "Old friend, it's obvious that I haven't been here for a long time. Everything has changed. Moreover, I have a premonition that great changes will happen. Maybe in ten years, maybe in twenty years. We will see. If you come with us
Come on, please come to the inn lobby at midnight in three days, and we'll set off together. Make sure you're on time, and we won't wait if you're late."
Wang Sanbu bowed his hands, left the table, and came to Han Feng's side. Seeing the two old men in the distance muttering for a long time, Han Feng couldn't hold it any longer and hurriedly asked: "Old man, what are you saying?
What happened? I noticed that the silver-haired old man looked at me several times."
Wang Sanbu said angrily: "We said you should put away your storage bag to prevent being stared at. Do you know why the two people on the road just stared at you? It was all because of the storage bag.
Put it away." Although Han Feng didn't understand what was going on, he quickly stuffed the storage bag into his arms.
The two returned to the room. Wang Sanbu checked it carefully and found nothing wrong. He said to Han Feng with relief: "Practitioners are not popular in this city. I should hide my identity if I can."
I will use the method I teach you to hide the aura on your body. There are some elixirs here that will be of great benefit to your practice."
As he spoke, Wang Sanbu waved his sleeves, and countless bottles and jars appeared on the round table in the room. Han Feng opened his eyes wide, opened the bottles of elixirs, put them under his nose to identify them carefully, and then put them back to their original places.
After a round, the expression on his face became more and more surprised. He looked at the old man and said, "Old man, are these all for me? Although I can't name all of your professors over the years, Han Feng also knows these pills.
Medicines are priceless elixirs that can open up the meridians and strengthen the practitioner's cultivation foundation. It is hard to find just one medicine. Han Feng really deserves it for such a valuable item."
Wang Sanbu snorted and said: "You deserve it, but how disrespectful is it? Just accept it if I ask you to, and don't give me any nonsense. With your qualifications, you want to build a foundation and form an elixir, but you don't have an external elixir."
Shit, even if it takes three to five hundred years to practice, it will be in vain. How can a disciple of Tianxuan Sect be so useless and get angry just looking at me?"
Han Feng smiled awkwardly and put away the elixir. Although his cultivation level has not improved much in the past two years, his knowledge has increased a lot, and the old man has also given him a lot of skills in refining elixirs. He said that he
It's definitely Wang Sanbu's exaggeration to say it's trash.
In order to change the topic, Han Feng hurriedly said: "Old man, what are we going to do next? Is it possible that we can live in this city?"
"Don't worry, just wait in the inn for three days and someone will take us out of customs."
"Feng'er heard that there is a kind of flying magic weapon that is popular in the market among practitioners. We might as well buy one. After practicing for the past two years, I am confident that I can control a simple flying weapon. Why don't I take you to fly here?
You don’t have to wait three days to pass the Daoguan." Han Feng expressed the thoughts he had suppressed for a long time. Since he started practicing, flying into the sky has been his biggest dream. That day, he saw his master flying up and disappearing into the sky.
, he yearned for it extremely.
Wang Sanbu opened his old eyes and looked at Han Feng as if he were a monster. After a while, he said: "I want you to lead me? Do you think I haven't flown in the past two years because I can't fly? Isn't it to improve your kid's skills?"
Experience and knowledge. We need to be secretive when leaving the customs and cannot be noticed by others. If it is broad daylight and a white light appears in the sky, both the Xiliang Kingdom and the Lengyue Kingdom will notice it. Both sides will think that they are the monks of the other side, and they will definitely change.
A target of public criticism."
Han Feng was scolded again, and he was a little unhappy. He pouted and said: "Yes, yes, yes, everything you always do makes sense, but you have to tell me in advance what you do, such as this time
What are you going to do when you leave seclusion?"
Wang Sanbu's tone returned to calmness, and he pursed his wrinkled lips and said: "Go find something, a very important thing. Since you want to go shopping in the market so much, I will help you. But the market is for practitioners.
It's not that easy to find. Tonight, if you walk eastward along this street, pass ten intersections, turn north, and stop in front of a black painted gatehouse. Show them this thing and someone will show you.
Go in." After saying this, the old man threw a stone-like object over.
Taking the stone, Han Feng felt happy. He had passed through so many towns along the way, and he had never been to a market that was only open to practitioners. At the same time, he was a little puzzled by the old man's sudden relaxation of vigilance. Since entering Luori Pass,
After that, Wang Sanbu reminded him several times.
Han Feng said goodbye to the old man and came to the road outside the inn. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and from time to time, a few stars shone on the dark blue dome. Occasionally, there were a few drunk passers-by on the road, shaking their heads.
Staggering and slurring curses, Han Feng walked home. Taking advantage of the night, Han Feng disappeared into the streets.
Following Wang Sanbu's instructions, Han Feng quickly found the location of the black door. There was no one at the door. He walked gently to the porch, held the door knocker, and before knocking, he felt a wave of excitement around him.
It was freezing. A black shadow suddenly appeared beside him. Han Feng was so startled that he took three steps back and pressed his back against the wall next to the gatehouse.
The black shadow showed a vague human shape, with no face visible. Suddenly a hand stretched out from the black smoke, with smoke swirling around the five fingers. Han Feng immediately understood and put the stone in his arms into the black shadow.
In his hand, a flash of blue light was seen, and the black door opened to both sides with a creak, revealing a dark inner court. The black shadow threw the stone back to Han Feng and disappeared like a gust of wind.
Han Feng touched the cold sweat on his forehead and cursed in his heart. Since it is a market, why should it be so mysterious? If he encounters a timid person, he will be scared away immediately. Who else is he doing business with? While thinking wildly, he walked into the door. His body
Just after jumping through the gate, the two dark wooden doors closed tightly again.
The light in the courtyard was worse than on the street. Han Feng groped forward along a vague corridor. After turning a corridor, his vision suddenly became brighter. In front of him was a huge patio courtyard, with the surrounding rooms divided into squares.
There are small grids, and each grid is filled with densely packed items. The courtyard is crowded with people, and it is bustling like a busy city. What is strange is that even though the courtyard is so lively, there is no sound outside the courtyard.
arrive.
With no time to think about these details, Han Feng dove into the crowd and started his first trip to the market.
Although he is just starting out, after two years of hanging out with Wang Sanbu, he has already become like a veteran in the martial arts world. Although he seems to be submissive in front of Wang Sanbu, he does not have any stage fright when he encounters the situation.
He first came to the first shop from the east, separated from the crowd around him, and squeezed to the front of the shop. The shopkeeper of this shop was young and looked around with his small eyes. At first glance, he was just a smart person.
The items on display were very messy, ranging from some simple healing medicines to yellow talismans used by Taoist priests, and several wooden swords hanging from the ceiling.
After casually looking at it for a few times, Han Feng curled his lips, looking a little disdainful. The shopkeeper's eyes fell on Han Feng's face, and he asked with a smile on his face: "Are the goods below worthy of your discernment?"
Han Feng didn't even bother to speak loudly. He only hummed in a small voice and said: "If these pieces of trash are left on the street, no one will take a second look. If they are placed here, the palace here will be dull."
The shopkeeper rolled his eyes angrily, "Young man, you are so angry. You are the first to dare to say that the things sold by Fengming Pavilion are rubbish. I am not boasting. Looking at the market here, there is no such thing as my shop."
Things you can’t get. Tell me, little brother, whatever you want, I can definitely get the best quality here, but I’m afraid you won’t have the money to pay the bill.”
Han Feng thought to himself that this old fox wanted to suppress him with big words. As soon as he spoke out, he would definitely catch him, and he would be at a disadvantage. After thinking about this, Han Feng did not answer and escaped from the storage bag.
He slapped an exquisite flying sword on the table and still said lazily: "You must recognize this flying sword. Just because I am the owner of this flying sword, you should take out something decent."
If you have any good flying magic weapons, please take out a dozen of them and take a look."
The shopkeeper who called himself Lao Bai almost had his nose twisted with anger. Is there any way to examine flying magic weapons? However, he picked up the flying sword on the table and saw a word "天" printed on the hilt. Although it was not big, it was well carved.
He immediately frowned, raised his hands and said, "It turns out that Mr. Bai Dao has arrived. Could it be that the visit to the shop is a government purchase?"
Han Feng was happy in his heart. It seemed that the other party had taken the path. He had seized this flying sword from the Sitian Pavilion monk who died in Yangping Town that day. Taking it out now would make the other party not dare to underestimate his identity.
He followed Lao Bai's words and said: "Shopkeeper, don't make any noise. This purchase of the flying magic weapon is for the use of the brothers in the team. You also know that the flying magic weapon issued in the pavilion does not fit well. After all, we are risking our lives every day.
I want to buy a few better ones and have a better chance of saving my life."