The bell-keeping teacher rang the bell for class.

The purity of the academy was instantly broken, like a heavy rain on the pillar, falling on the earth dripping, adding a little noise to the entire academy.

At the entrance of Luojiang Academy, the students in Qingshan came and went, talking and laughing.

Ni Wen stood at the gate, like a clear and delicate lily, but her pale face was filled with a little uneasiness and rush.

The students' eyes swept from time to time, making Ni Wen's face turn red and her whole body crouched in her blue shirt, which made people feel pity.

Liu Hao walked out with several civilian students and happened to see Ni Wen. After hesitating for a moment, he leaned towards Ni Wen, wanting to ask Ni Wen if he wanted to return home together.

However, as soon as Liu Hao took a step, he saw Fang Lang walking out of the academy.

There was also a Yang Zhengyi who was constantly shaking his head and bangs beside Fang Lang.

Liu Hao paused, and Fang Lang walked straight behind Ni Wen, raised his gaze and landed on Liu Hao who was approaching.

Liu Hao was inexplicably panicked, feeling invisible pressure permeated. He remembered the battle in the martial arts field today, his face was pale, and he didn't even say hello to Ni Wen, and turned around and left in a panic, like a defeated rooster.

"Oh, you're a little awesome, prodigal son, this kid Liu Hao... was scared by you. Your sword made him feel scared."

Yang Zhengyi shook his head, and his bangs slapped on his forehead with a "splash". He smiled wickedly.

"But, you kid hides so deeply. You are actually five sword disciples. Uncle Fang must have spent a lot of spiritual crystals on you, right?"

Yang Zhengyi was not too surprised that Fang Lang's cultivation could be improved to the fifth stage. After all, it was approaching the scientific examination, with the Fang family's background, it was not surprising that some spiritual crystals were smashed on Fang Lang.

Fang Lang did not deny it.

"Let's go and go buy something with me."

Fang Lang smiled at Ni Wen.

Yang Zhengyi naturally had no objection, and he kept chatting while swaying his bangs.

Ni Wen stood there, at a loss.

Fang Lang turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Xiao Wenzi, keep up."

Ni Wen had no choice but to pursed her lips, took small steps, and followed timidly.

The three of them walked out of the academy and walked on the lively street of Luojiang City.

Along the way, Yang Zhengyi spoke a lot and kept chattering.

Fang Lang was thinking about the guidance task.

Ni Wen walked behind Fang Lang and Yang Zhengyi three steps and followed quietly.

After a long time, Yang Zhengyi seemed to be tired, so he spread out his folding fan and slapped the wind, and the bangs on his forehead kept floating.

"Prodigal son, what are you going to buy? Where are we going?"

Yang Zhengyi asked curiously.

Fang Lang stopped, raised his hand, pointed to a gorgeously decorated shop next to him, and smiled and said, "It's just here."

Yang Zhengyi and Ni Wen both turned their heads and saw the plaque in the store, their eyes immediately shrank.

"Qianfei Pavilion?!"

Yang Zhengyi was surprised.

Ni Wen was shocked!

Qianfei Pavilion is a business specializing in selling space rings. Fang Lang told him that he wanted to buy something, but he didn't expect that he was here.

As a civilian genius, Ni Wen naturally heard of the famous Qianfei Pavilion, but she never believed that one day she would come to such a high-end place with three copper coins in her arms.

Ni Wen is so panicked!

Fang Lang was calm and stepped directly into the "Qianfei Pavilion".

No matter how noble the store is, it is also a place for consumption. If you come to consume, what are you afraid of?

The three-piece set of practice that practitioners in the Tang Dynasty recognized by the common understanding of: elixirs, flying swords, and space rings...

This is a supporting object that any mature practitioner should have and is a symbol of the practitioner's identity.

Since the system requires consumption involving practice, it is naturally chosen within these three scopes.

The first two items are restricted. Before the Tang Dynasty's Tianxia scientific examination, it is not allowed to swallow pills. Once it is detected that the pills that have been swallowed to increase their cultivation level will be deducted points. In severe cases, the qualification for the scientific examination will even be disqualified.

The flying sword that controls the engraving art array requires special assessment of the sword-rewarding order, just like the driver's license in the previous life, so Fang Lang can only choose the third one, the space ring.

The Qianfei Pavilion in Luojiang City is not the main Pavilion, but just a branch Pavilion.

However, the decoration is extremely gorgeous and noble.

The ground is covered with a red velvet blanket, which is particularly soft when stepped on it, and the air is filled with fragrance. It should be a ignited sandalwood, which has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.

"The Qianfei Pavilion welcomes three people. Can the young master post a pre-post in the Qianfei Pavilion?"

As soon as he stepped into Qianfei Pavilion, a charming woman wearing a tight cheongsam-like clothes and outlined her figure to the fullest, she walked over. Her temperament was mature, her red lips were beautiful, with a calm and generous smile, she bowed slightly, enthusiastic and respectful, but with a bit of temperament pride, and the other party Lang and others said.

For Fang Lang, who was used to entering and leaving high-end luxury stores in his previous life, such service and attitude are not unfamiliar.

Yang Zhengyi and Ni Wen who were following behind were shocked. Even Yang Zhengyi, who was talking too much, dared not speak out. He held his breath and pretended to be calm.

Ni Wen was even more frightened, her beautiful eyes were full of panic.

These manifestations fall into the eyes of women, but the women do not show any impatience or contempt.

It is the purpose of Qianfei Pavilion to not underestimate any guest official who set foot in Qianfei Pavilion.

Fang Lang asked: "I didn't have a pre-post, but can I check out the space ring?"

The charming woman smiled and took Fang Lang toward the pavilion.

"Of course, but if you don't have pre-posts, you can only buy a ring with an internal space of less than two cubic meters."

"Rings with a ratio of two cubic meters need to be guaranteed by monks of second grade or second grade to be purchased."

"Please do this."

Manager Yu said with a smile.

Everyone followed the swaying woman and soon arrived at a pineapple wooden counter.

On the counter are displayed one by one, the space rings placed on the pineapple wooden box and the red velvet bundle. The rings are shining and dazzling under the illuminated crystal stones.

Yang Zhengyi took a deep breath, was attracted by the eyes and looked straight.

Ni Wen was confused throughout the whole process and did not dare to breathe heavily.

These things... beyond her limited cognitive scope. She is just a little civilian, and she is so inflated. Why dare to set foot in a place like "Qianfei Pavilion"?

Manager Yu took out three pineapple wooden boxes with Yingying's smile, each box was filled with different styles of space rings.

"This 'Xuan3570, North Wind' space ring is a masterpiece from the fourth-grade Dharma Realm of the Thousand Feather Pavilion in the Imperial Court. It follows the master's usual style, and the interior space is a cubic..."

The woman's voice was soft and she introduced her to Fang Lang without any rush.

She also realized that the three of them were led by Fang Lang.

After listening to the introduction, Fang Lang frowned slightly.

However, he asked: "How much is the most expensive one?"

Manager Yu was stunned. Then, his slender fingers took out a silver carved space ring from the box, held it in front of Fang Lang, and said, "This 'Xuan3061, Nantian' space ring is priced at 300 Tang gold coins."

Fang Lang was not very satisfied. He planned to consume 500 gold coins in one go, trying to fill up the experience value and upgrade the system.

The price and internal space of a cubic space cannot satisfy him.

Fang Lang shook his head: "Is there any... more expensive?"

Asked out, Manager Yu's beautiful eyes slightly condensed, his enthusiasm became a little colder, and his red lips slightly opened. His first reaction was that Fang Lang was here to find trouble.

Yang Zhengyi was shaking his head and swaying his bangs, almost twisting his neck.

Ni Wen stood timidly behind Fang Lang, with a confused look on her face. Is 300 gold coins... very cheap?

Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?

...

The second floor of Qianfei Pavilion, Chunyunzhai.

The fragrance of tea is everywhere, and the sound of the piano is endless.

This is the room where Qianfei Pavilion welcomes the most important VIPs.

At this moment, there were three figures sitting upright on the chair in Chunyunzhai.

The owner of the Luojiang Branch of Qianfei Pavilion was now smiling and explaining and introducing a luxurious space ring with Jiang Linglong sitting on the chair. On the ring, the art patterns appeared vividly like gurgling water, causing spiritual fluctuations.

Suddenly, Manager Yu stepped in from outside the door with graceful posture and bowed to Jiang Linglong and Zhao Wuji apologetically.

The owner of the Pavilion frowned and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Staff, what's the matter?"

Although I was dissatisfied, the Pavilion Master still asked with great care.
To be continued...