Chapter 69: Entering the Sword Pavilion
Soon, news came out:
"I heard that someone has exchanged a piece of meteorite essence for a sword manual!"
"Meteorite essence? That is a top-quality treasure for forging magical instruments. The sword manual obtained by exchanging this thing must be extraordinary!"
"It seems that someone exchanged a glass of wine for a peerless sword. The sword is as thin as a cicada's wing. It is probably used to assassinate people!"
"What, just one glass of wine?"
"Yeah! I didn't expect that a glass of wine in exchange for a sword is a good deal no matter how you calculate it!"
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Ander was listening intentionally or unintentionally at the side, and couldn't help but complain. Why was this disciple of the senior so wasteful? !
Given his previous reputation, there was no way he would discover such a thing.
For a sword practitioner, the most important thing in life is the practice of sword and the pursuit of kendo!
If a sword cultivator can exchange sword manuals and swords for other things, how can he be called a sword cultivator?
But seeing Han Feng's calm expression, Ander couldn't guess what the former was thinking, so he had to follow him obediently.
The two of them soon arrived at the gate of Jiange and were shocked when they saw the long line.
There was a queue in front of the door that was hundreds of meters long. If they lined up like this, they might not even get to see the queue tomorrow night.
Fortunately, they are in the Nascent Soul stage and don’t need to queue.
Suddenly, there was another uproar in front:
"I got another good thing, this time it's a mid-level martial arts technique!"
"Fuck, you are such a jerk, tell me, what did you exchange it for?"
"Nothing much," the man touched his head and whispered, "It's just a plant I've never seen before. I thought I'd give it a try, and it worked!"
"Tsk~~"
Everyone couldn't help but laugh. No one believed it, but no one denied it either. They really didn't know what he had, and no one believed that he really got a mid-level martial arts technique.
How can you, a mere person who has just entered the Golden Core Realm, obtain a mid-level skill?
Although fighting is prohibited in Baidi City, there are still many people who are willing to do so. To expose themselves like this is either stupid or fearless of death.
Mindless show will only lead to death.
Ander had been listening to the news around him, and finally found out that none of the things exchanged were holy items, and only the best ones were top-quality.
"They are all garbage and low-quality stuff. The best is only high-quality stuff. What on earth does Shangguan Yujian want to do?" Ander frowned, wondering inwardly.
"If he really wanted to disband the Sword Pavilion, he wouldn't be stingy about what rank it was, and he obviously has some reservations."
"And what he exchanged"
"There are flowers and grass, as well as calligraphy, paintings, fine wine, meteorite essence, etc. It's all so messed up that I can't tell his purpose at all."
For a moment, Ander felt that his brain was not enough. Was it because his cultivation had recovered, but his brain had not yet recovered and his IQ could not keep up?
"From today on, this farce should end!"
Feeling the gradually biting cold wind and the aura, Ander swallowed his saliva. At that moment, he almost thought he had fallen into hell.
In his heart, he couldn't help but start praying for Shangguan Yujian, hoping that he wouldn't be beaten half to death after seeing his senior.
Although they didn't have to queue here, they didn't expect that there were several groups of people queuing in the "Nascent Soul Realm and God Transformation Realm Exclusive Channel".
Half an hour later, it was finally their turn.
"Next person, please show us your identification and the items you want to exchange. Once we confirm that they really exist, we will let you go!" An old man who looked a bit old said to Han Feng and the other two.
The latter nodded, then took out a ball of light.
Ander and the old man both leaned over curiously, looked at the ball of light, and then looked at the cold wind.
Han Guang had a storage ring in his hand. Although he was not seen activating it, no one would care about it. People of some status would wear one.
What made them curious was what this ball of light was.
Then they saw Han Guang poking the light ball with his finger, and the next moment, all kinds of lights flickered in the light ball, like a movie, with many pictures flashing by, but no one could tell what it was.
The cold wind covered up many traces.
"this"
The old man was not sure whether this could be considered a treasure, but he thought that Han Feng and Ande were dressed very decently and would not be here to cause trouble, so he agreed to go over.
After walking in, Han Feng didn't delay at all. He slipped out halfway and teleported to the interior of Jiange with Ande. Here, there were some forces coming and going, all of which were friendly forces with Jiange.
Han Feng appeared out of nowhere when the servant turned a corner. This was not surprising, but no one present knew him, which was very embarrassing.
At first, only people cast curious glances at him and Ender, but slowly, people began to approach them.
Seeing that trouble was coming, Han Feng waved his hand, and suddenly two wine glasses and a pot of wine appeared in his hands. They were filled, and a pure and faint fragrance wafted out, and the pores of people around who smelled it relaxed.
This kind of wine made everyone around him completely stunned, and they were unsure whether to come over or not.
Ander's throat moved. He really wanted to have a taste!
Slowly steadying the wine glass, Han Feng took out the ball of light he had just seen, and then took out a small porcelain bottle. In front of everyone, he slowly poured out a drop of blood, which dripped onto the ball of light!
Buzz!
A buzzing sound was heard, and the ball of light seemed to come alive instantly. It turned into a soft little creature. It opened a pair of cute big eyes, looked around, and instantly disappeared from the spot.
Han Feng nodded, and a powerful pressure was released. Everyone around was shocked and no one dared to move forward.
Ander swallowed, stared at the wine jug, and walked forward cautiously: "Senior, can you let me taste this wine, just a sip, just a small sip!"
This was a feeling he had never experienced before, as if he could not live without tasting this glass of wine today!
Moreover, the senior had this kind of wine, but he didn't take it out during the meal just now, and drank ordinary wine.
It turns out that I have no weight at all in the eyes of my seniors!
Han Feng glanced at the former and calmly put the wine jug back. No one saw where he put the wine back, nor did anyone see how he did it.
Are you kidding? The things the system gives you are all top quality. You can just drink them if you want?
But to be honest, although the wine just now smelled good and tasted strong, it was completely useless and could only be drunk as a liquor.
One cup down, strong;
After two cups, I feel hallucination;
After three cups of wine, I get drunk.
Seeing Han Feng's movements, Ander's face froze, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't sense the strength of Han Feng's cultivation, and had no idea whether he would be crushed to death or beaten to death.
So I just went back.
It is better to live a miserable life than to die. I have finally recovered, so I will live as many days as possible!
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