Such competition existed in the small Shanyebo City. Lin Feng couldn't help but become interested in the shops here. He thought that since he was really here, he would just go in and check out the situation. If the materials were all ordinary, he would
Just leave without saying a word.
There are not many monks in Fang City, and there are even fewer shops. A straight street divides Fang City into two. The shops on the left all have white door knockers, and the shops on the right all have black door knockers. Of course, the forces they represent are white camels.
Mountain and Black Camel Mountain.
The first shop was a tavern. Lin Feng originally had no intention of going in, but just as he was about to pass by the door, a monk rushed out of the door. Lin Feng was caught off guard and bumped into him.
After a while, the monk said a few words of apology, and then ran away in a hurry.
However, just as Lin Feng was about to lift his legs and move forward, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. When he lowered his head and looked again, he found that his storage bag had disappeared!
Lin Feng suddenly frowned. The monk who came to him just now was obviously the pickpocket who stole his storage bag. Although there were no special items in the storage bag, there were at least a dozen of various materials in the storage bag.
The wealth of the Ten Thousand Spirits Stone may not mean anything to Lin Feng, but after an ordinary monk gets it, it is tantamount to getting rich overnight.
The storage bag contains some commonly used items, such as elixirs, magic talismans, magic weapons, etc. that are placed inside for convenience. Although there are no overly precious items, and they will not involve his secrets, but if they are lost,
It was inconvenient for him to walk, so he couldn't rely solely on the Sumeru Illusion Ring, so he felt resentful for a while.
When Lin Feng was thinking about whether to turn around and catch up, he heard a scream suddenly coming from behind him. When he looked back, he found that the monk who had just stolen the storage bag was lying on the ground and howling.
One of his hands seemed to have been seriously injured by a sharp sword and was bleeding profusely. The stolen storage bag was lying on the ground and seemed to have fallen from his stabbed hand.
And right next to the pirate cultivator, there was another monk standing. It was he who swung the sword in his hand and chopped off the storage bag in the pirate cultivator's hand. At this time, he looked at the pirate cultivator coldly.
, said to him in a disdainful tone: "Get out!"
The pirate cultivator was so frightened that he pissed his pants and fled away. The monk next to him picked up the storage bag, walked to Lin Feng calmly, threw the storage bag into his arms, and said nothing.
Fadi walked into the tavern.
Lin Feng looked at his back and vaguely saw Ye Feihong's aura from him. Perhaps it was because the sword cultivator's temperament was too similar, or maybe they both had a touch of sadness in their hearts, which made Lin Feng think of him as soon as he saw him.
Ye Feihong, it's just that the sword cultivator in front of him is only at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, so he can't be compared to Ye Feihong.
It wasn't until the swordsman walked into the house that Lin Feng took his eyes back. He hung the storage bag back on his waist, pulled it tighter with the lock, and then walked into the tavern.
There were not many customers in the store. Lin Feng could see a few deserted banquet tables at a glance. The swordsman was sitting on a stone table near the window pane, drinking alone. Lin Feng walked straight towards him and sat directly opposite him.
Come down.
The waiter quickly came over to greet Lin Feng. Lin Feng said to the waiter: "Bring two jars of the best wine, and fill the table with dishes and spiritual fruits to accompany the wine."
The waiter hesitated and said: "The best spiritual wine... is ice liquor that has been stored for four thousand years. This is one of the ten most precious spiritual wines in the Far West Plateau. It is based on the top-grade elixir "Fire Spirit".
It is brewed with the main ingredients of "Potato" and "Bingsi Hanli", and nearly a hundred kinds of spices are added to the auxiliary ingredients. After the synthesis, ice and fire blend together, and when it enters the throat, it is clear and strong, which has a certain promoting effect on the meridians and spiritual power of the monks.
"
Lin Feng asked in surprise: "Oh, it's so magical? And it has so many tricks?"
The waiter nodded and said: "Yes! The spiritual wine in our winery is the brewing technique passed down from our ancestors. Even the wineries in Wingling City definitely don't have as good spiritual wine as ours, so some monks in Wingling City
, sometimes I come here specially to taste the fine wines.”
Lin Feng smiled and said: "That's very good. Then move in two altars. I will take advantage of this to broaden my horizons."
The waiter in the shop said in embarrassment: "The stock of ice cream is very small. We are only willing to sell one jar every month, and the price is high. Are you sure you want to drink it?"
Lin Feng exclaimed: "Can you only drink one jar?"
The waiter nodded: "Yes, there happened to be no sales this month. You are quite lucky, but with such a high price, other monks come to drink together, and they only taste a few bowls at a time. What are you planning to do?"
Can one person drink a whole jar?"
Lin Feng raised his head and asked, "What's the price?"
The waiter stretched out three fingers and said in a low voice: "Three million spiritual stones!"
Lin Feng took a breath, and his expression was stunned for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he stretched his hand down, and then put it back on the table. When the waiter looked at it again, three million spiritual stones were already placed on the stone table.
Up, the waiter in the shop looked happy and was about to put away the spirit stones. Lin Feng stopped him and said: "Send the ice cream first, and the spirit stones of the spirit fruits and delicacies will be calculated later."
The waiter put away the spirit stone with a smile on his face, and then ran to the back of the hall. Lin Feng then turned his attention to the sword cultivator sitting opposite. He was sitting there as steady as a rock, drinking alone.
Lin Feng turned a blind eye at all, and Lin Feng had no choice but to take the initiative and said: "It's so lonely drinking alone, how about I come and drink with you?"
The sword cultivator was not as experienced as Ye Feihong, but he had a similar arrogance. His lonely sword intention affected his emotions, making people feel at a distance. He was completely indifferent to Lin Feng's invitation.
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Seeing that he was ignoring her, Lin Feng had no choice but to change the subject and said: "The sword you thrust just now is very similar to a sword move I have seen. Although I didn't see clearly the posture of your sword, but hundreds of times
Stabbing the opponent's hand veins with one move from ten feet away, with such amazing sword speed and accuracy, I'm afraid only the Spirit Piercer can achieve it."
The swordsman finally stood there stunned, then he raised his head and looked at Lin Feng: "You actually know about the spirit-piercing thorn?"
Lin Feng smiled and said: "Not only do I know it, but I have also seen it with my own eyes! That is one of the first sword techniques of Lingjian Pavilion, "Breaking Void Flying Immortal Technique". Its power is beyond what ordinary monks can face. If it weren't for your subordinates,
Be merciful, the monk who stole my storage bag just now probably didn’t just rupture his hand tendon.”
The sword cultivator finally became curious about Lin Feng: "Have you seen the Spirit-Piercing Thorn? And you know the Art of Breaking the Void and Flying Immortal?"