Chapter 7

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
Wanbao Court.

The three Feng Wuchen who left the ring have now arrived at Wanbao Pavilion in Peerless City.

Wanbao Pavilion, as the name suggests, has countless treasures, martial arts, exercises, weapons, medicine pills, materials, etc. It is also the most lively place in Wushuang City.

"Third Young Master, what do you want to buy?" Xiaolan asked curiously when she entered the Wanbao Pavilion.

Feng Wuchen said: "Colorful spirit liquid."

"Colorful Spiritual Liquid? Don't we have it in the Feng family?" Xiaolan asked suspiciously, do you still buy it at home?

Recalling that Feng Wuchen rejected Elder Su before, Xiaolan was very puzzled. Now that she came to buy the colorful spirit liquid, Xiaolan had already concluded that Feng Wuchen was terminally ill.

Lin You didn't care, he was still wondering why Feng Wuchen rejected Elder Su, and he didn't focus on the spiritual liquid.

"Secrets, you can't tell my parents, understand?" Feng Wuchen whispered, his voice was a little cold, and Xiao Lan nodded repeatedly in fright.

Today's Wanbao Pavilion is a bit deserted, because the crowd has gone to the ring.

"Isn't this Master Feng? A rare guest, and Master Lin." Entering the Wanbao Pavilion, a middle-aged man immediately greeted him. He was Zhang Han, the manager of Wanbao Pavilion.

It is not unusual to see Lin You, but it is strange to see Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen was the first to come back to Wanbao Pavilion.

"Master Feng, isn't Tianyan Academy recruiting students today? Why did you come to Wanbao Pavilion? Oh, by the way, I forgot that Young Master Feng awakened a second-rank Martial Spirit and is not eligible to enter Tianyan Academy." Zhang Han smiled, looking very Polite, but with a sense of sarcasm in his words.

"Shut your stinky mouth! Otherwise, I will tear your mouth to pieces!" Lin Yousen said coldly, his fierce eyes made Zhang Han tremble.

Zhang Han was just the manager of Wanbao Pavilion, he didn't dare to provoke Lin You.

"I want to buy ten bottles of colorful spiritual liquid, you go and prepare it for me." Feng Wuchen said with no expression, but he didn't care.

"Colorful spirit liquid? Isn't it possible for Elder Feng to refine it? The shops of the Feng family are all for sale, and Young Master Feng still buys it?" Zhang Han looked at Feng Wuchen with a surprised face. Could it be that there is too much money and no place to spend it?

"Go if you want, why is there so much nonsense!" Lin You reprimanded again.

"Yes yes yes! I'll go right away." Zhang Han nodded again and again.

"Lin You, Elder Su is probably going back soon, you go back." Looking at Lin You, Feng Wuchen said.

"Brother Feng, can you tell me why you didn't go to Tianyan Academy?" Lin You asked seriously.

"You're stupid, I'm a second-rank Martial Spirit. Didn't I make a joke for them? I can't afford to lose face. Besides, Mo Linger is also in the academy, what am I doing there?" Feng Wuchen smiled indifferently.

Patting Lin You on the shoulder, Feng Wuchen said, "You are talented, work hard and don't embarrass your father."

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I will definitely work hard! Brother Feng, take care." Lin You nodded firmly, and after asking the reason, Lin You left.

Farewell to Lin You, Feng Wuchen felt a little reluctant in his heart.

"Master Feng, you want ten bottles of the colorful spiritual liquid." Zhang Han soon came out with ten bottles of the colorful spiritual liquid.

He was very polite at first, but seeing that Lin You was not there, his attitude changed three hundred and sixty degrees in an instant.

Feng Wuchen just stretched out his hand to take it, but Zhang Han moved it and said with a sneer, "Young Master Feng, you haven't given the money yet, three hundred gold coins for a bottle of colorful spiritual liquid."

"What? Three hundred gold coins? Why don't you go grab it!" Xiao Lan immediately scolded.

The colorful spiritual liquid is not a precious spiritual liquid, but it is only for improving the cultivation speed of the cultivator in the body refining realm, and a bottle is only one hundred gold coins.

Zhang Han is deliberately making things difficult for Feng Wuchen.

"The price of the colorful spirit liquid has recently increased. A bottle of three hundred gold coins, whether you like it or not, anyway, you have a lot of wind, and it's the same whether you sell it or not." Zhang Han sneered.

Xiaolan just wanted to be angry, but was stopped by Feng Wuchen, she said indifferently: "I need twenty more bottles of colorful spiritual liquid, you take me to see the weapons first."

"I don't know what weapons Master Feng wants? Wanbao Pavilion's weapons are very expensive." Zhang Han asked while leading the way. He had a bad attitude and did not treat Feng Wuchen as a guest at all.

Feng Wuchen said indifferently, "Let's see first."

"When did the third young master become so good-natured?" Xiaolan asked in astonishment, always feeling that Feng Wuchen was strange and mysterious today.

With Feng Wuchen's previous temper, he has already beaten people, and he will never endure it.

The weapon room is filled with all kinds of weapons, and the other room next to it is a magic weapon, and there are all kinds of magic weapons.

Magic weapons are also divided into grades, from low to high: magic weapons, treasures, spiritual weapons, fairy weapons, and artifacts, each of which is divided into three levels: low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade.

In the Wanbao Pavilion, although there are many weapons and magic treasures, it is a shop in a small city after all, and the weapons and magic treasures are all magic weapons.

Treasures and spiritual weapons are only available in powerful cities and sects. Like martial arts and martial arts, the more powerful the magic weapon, the more precious and rare it is.

Feng Wuchen glanced at it and said secretly: "General weapons are made of fine iron, and I hope to find weapons made of black iron."

Feng Wuchen's eyes finally fell on a hammer and said, "I want this."

"Three thousand gold coins." Zhang Han offered the price without even looking at it.

"You deliberately raised the price! Low-grade magic tools are worth 1,000 gold coins! Third Young Master, he deliberately made things difficult for us." Xiao Lan was so angry that she could not wait to slap Zhang Han on the wall!

"What about making things difficult? It's just a waste of a second-rank Martial Spirit, and the price of weapons has also increased! If you don't want to get out of here!" Zhang Han spread his hands and sneered, looking extremely awkward.

Feng Wuchen ignored it and smiled at Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, I'll take you to see treasure, just say whatever you like."

In the magic room, Feng Wuchen chose a storage ring at random. Since the storage ring was very precious, Zhang Han offered 10,000 gold coins.

Feng Wuchen did not haggle, and continued to choose things.

As time passed, half an hour later, Feng Wuchen picked dozens of treasures, and the more they picked, the more expensive they became, like a nouveau riche, who completely regarded money as dung.

Dozens of treasures add up, according to Zhang Hankai's price, at least more than 100,000 gold coins.

Feng Wuchen bought so many things all at once, Xiaolan was extremely worried, it was hundreds of thousands of gold coins, not to mention Feng Wuchen didn't have so many gold coins, even if it was Feng's family, I'm afraid he won't be able to get it out in a short time, right?

"Master Feng, have you finished your selection? These treasures add up to a total of 137,000 gold coins. The Wanbao Pavilion will never return the things you buy. This is the rule! If you can't get the money, you can never leave the Wanbao Pavilion! Your father It's useless to come here!" Zhang Han said with a savage smile, clapping his hands, and soon more than a dozen big men rushed out of Wanbao Pavilion.

Although there are four major families in Wushuang City, Wanbao Pavilion should not be underestimated. The owner of Wanbao Pavilion is also a first-grade alchemist!

If not, give Zhang Han a hundred courage, and he will not dare to be arrogant in front of Feng Wuchen.

"It turned out to be the waste of the Feng family, what's wrong? Are you here at Wanbao Pavilion today?" A big man sneered.

"Buying so many things, if you can't get the money, I will break your leg!" Another big man shouted angrily, looking ugly, fierce, and extremely scary.

"Master, what should I do?" Xiao Lan was so scared that her pretty face was pale and her whole body was trembling.

The big man in front of him can knock Feng Wuchen down by any one person, not to mention there are more than a dozen of them.

"Zhang Han, if you kneel down and kowtow to me now and learn to bark again, I might be able to save your life." Feng Wuchen said indifferently, without the slightest panic.

"Save me? Haha!" Zhang Han was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Feng Wuchen, if you kneel down and kowtow to me and learn to bark, I might be able to return it for you! Treat you like a fart! Slightly."

"Your cultivation base has not improved at all for half a year. Am I right? No matter how you cultivate the fire attribute exercises, your true qi will collapse and cannot be absorbed. Is this correct?" Feng Wuchen sneered. Dao seemed to see through everything about Zhang Han at a glance.

"How...how do you know?" Zhang Han's eyes widened in shock.

Only he knew about this matter, and he never told others about it. Others didn't know it at all, but Feng Wuchen was able to explain it in one sentence.

"In order to break through the fifth level of Qi Refining Realm, you took Qi Enhancement Pill to forcibly break through, which caused you to go crazy and leave the root of the disease. Every time you practice now, you will feel extreme pain all over your body. Am I right?" Feng Wuchen then sneered. road.

"Impossible! You can't know! I've never said this before, the pavilion master doesn't know, how could you know?" Zhang Han looked at Feng Wuchen in horror.

More than a dozen big men looked at each other in shock. Could it be that what Feng Wuchen said was true?

"How could the young master know?" Xiaolan looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.

Looking at the frightened Zhang Han, Feng Wuchen sneered: "You are about to die, at most two months, the more you practice, the sooner you will die, even if you tell the Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion, he will not be able to save you. Only I can save you!"

"Can you save me? Is what you said true?" Zhang Han asked in a panic. From his panicked expression, it could be seen that what Feng Wuchen said was true.

"Unfortunately, I have already given you a chance, but you are not sure." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Master Feng! I was wrong! Give me another chance, please! I don't want to die yet!" Zhang Han knelt down and kowtowed in horror.

"What nonsense!" At this moment, an old and somewhat majestic voice sounded.

"Pavilion Master!" Zhang Han and more than a dozen big men respectfully greeted him.

"Aren't you getting up soon?" The pavilion master of Wanbao Pavilion shouted angrily at Zhang Han: "Do you believe a piece of trash? What does he use to save you? Stupid!"

The person who came was Yu Wanxiong, the master of Wanbao Pavilion, an old man, a first-grade alchemist of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Steward Zhang, this stinky boy must be teasing you!" said a big man, he didn't believe that a waste could save Zhang Han.

"Feng Wuchen! You dare to play with me!" Zhang Han was furious when he heard this.

"Feng Wuchen, for your father's sake and Feng Qianyang's sake, put things down, and hurry up! Wanbao Pavilion does not welcome you! This is not a place for you to run wild!" Yu Wanxiong scolded Feng Wuchen angrily, a tyrannical voice The momentum erupted.

"Humph! Don't regret it, Zhang Han, you kneel down and kowtow and learn to bark, and I will give you a chance." Feng Wuchen sneered, not frightened at all by Yu Wanxiong's aura, and he didn't take Yu Wanxiong for a second. thing.

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