infinite power system

Chapter 113

Thinking in this way, Tang Feng took a note beside the lantern, wrote his name, and threw it into the iron box under the lantern.

"Unexpectedly, Master Tang is so young, but he has made great achievements in calligraphy all the way."

Duan Heng was surprised and said, just now I saw Tang Feng writing his name, his pen is powerful, and he has the demeanor of a master who has practiced calligraphy for decades.

Tang Feng smiled, and instead of answering Duan Heng's words, he asked, "Are there stars and earth here?"

He thought that his eldest sister Tang Shuying might come to Tianxuanmen, so he wanted to plant a cherry grove, but the current weather and the weirdness of Kufeng didn't allow it.

Therefore, he can only rely on the magical soil that can accelerate the growth of plants, such as star soil.

Duan Heng thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Star soil does not belong to pills. The Baidan Conference does not have it, but the auction house next to it should have it. If you need it, Master Tang, I will buy it for you."

Tang Feng nodded, and handed over the task of purchasing cherry seeds to Duan Heng.

"Well, maybe that's a little rotten?"

He glanced at Guyuan Dan again, thinking about the secret operation just now, and left with the corner of his mouth hooked.

Not long after Tang Feng left, a man came to Guyuandan's lantern on his back.

"Young Master, this is the Guyuan Pill you need."

A staff member of Baidan Assembly introduced the tall man beside him.

Sima Dongxi looked at the khaki-colored Guyuan Pill, and grinned. He got a chance to break through to the fifth level of the Soul Realm in the underground palace, and now he lacks a Guyuan Pill to stabilize his cultivation.

"My lord, you can write down your estimated price on the note." The service staff smiled politely.

Sima Dongxi frowned, and after the explanation of the service staff, he finally figured out the rules of buying pills.

"How much price do you think can securely win the Guyuan Pill?" Sima Dongxi asked, and casually gave the service staff an ingot of Wenyin.

The service staff took the benefits, and based on past experience, told Sima Dongxi a number that was both safe and not too bad.

"Hehe, wait until I get this Guyuan Pill, and then win the position of Wendao Elder, and see if I don't throw Han Weiyu on my bed!"

Thinking of this, Sima Dongxi couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

"Tang Feng, Tang Feng, so what if you defeated me twice, didn't you die in the ruins of the battle of gods, and Han Weiyu is going to be my bed plaything?"

He smiled coldly and walked away...

Tonight's Taihua City is doomed to be sleepless, with bright lights everywhere, just like daytime.

Tang Feng wandered around the Hundred Pills Conference, wanting to see if there were any pills he needed, but unfortunately, he turned around half a circle, but found nothing.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a cold on the tip of his nose.

"Snowing?"

Tang Feng smiled lightly, it turned out that the snowflakes were melting on his nose, and then he remembered that when he left the desolation, it was late autumn, and now it is winter.

The snow was not big at first, but it changed after a while, like goose feathers, fluttering and falling, dyeing Tang Feng's hair white in an instant.

"Langyayue, Yi Ren is haggard, I toasted and drank the wind and snow, who overturned the previous life cabinet and caused dust and trouble..."

He remembered a song he loved 10 minutes ago, and couldn't help humming it.

"What song is this, a little weird?"

When passing by a small tavern, a blind old man let out a sigh, and became interested in the tune that Tang Feng was humming.

"Grandpa, this song is very different from the popular ones in the world, but it's very nice."

Standing next to the blind old man was a woman, dressed simply and gracefully.

"Sunny day, go ask that young master just now, what's the name of this song?" said the blind old man.

The woman named Qingtian said angrily: "Grandpa, this young man is dressed luxuriously, and he is from Taihua City, how could he talk to foreigners like us from the desolate land?"

The blind old man stopped talking and just sighed faintly.

Tang Feng stopped, turned around and looked at the simple woman and the blind luthier who embraced the erhu, showing a soft smile.

"Old man, are you a desolate person?"

He came to the old man, ordered a bowl of warm wine, and asked with a smile.

The blind old man only thought that Tang Feng was trying to provoke, so his tone was a bit cold and authentic: "So what?"

Qingtian smiled apologetically at Tang Feng, then pulled the sleeve of the blind old man, and whispered in the old man's ear:
"Grandpa, this young master is smiling at us, not like those people who looked down on Desolation before."

Saying that, Qing Tian said to Tang Feng again: "My lord, don't blame me, my grandpa didn't do it on purpose, it's just that he was stared at too much before."

Tang Feng said that he didn't blame him, then pulled a stool and sat down, and handed the old man the night's warm wine brought by Xiao Er.

"You came out from the desolation to seek a living?" He was a little puzzled. Although the desolation is not considered rich, it is not enough to be hungry.

Qingtian glanced at Tang Feng gratefully, and said, "It's not true, it was only when the desolation fought against the monsters that Grandpa took our family to Taihua City to take refuge."

Tang Feng groaned, but he heard the blind old man sigh again: "Master, it's rare that you don't think I'm a barbaric place like other people, and you bought the old man a bowl of warm wine."

"What do you mean by the old man, Lianghuang guards the frontier of Yunqin, so he should be respected." He laughed.

The old man was a little moved, maybe Jiu Jin got on his head, and said: "My lord, you understand righteousness, but there are mostly white-eyed wolves outside this desolation, ignoring desolation's achievements, and only seeing the desolation of desolation, they feel that We desolate people are vulgar."

Tang Feng frowned and said nothing.

Then I heard the blind old man finish drinking the bowl of wine, pick up the erhu in his arms, and start playing.

The old man was just babbling and pulling, making a shrill and curling sound amidst the crazy flying snow...

Tang Feng was silent for a while, how many achievements Lianghuang had made, but was regarded as vulgar because of lack of seeds for reading. This is ridiculous, but the reality is exactly the same.

"Old man, there may be many real scholars in the desolate future." He said.

The blind old man gave a bitter smile and did not respond. After playing a song in the heavy snow, he stood up and said goodbye to Tang Feng.

It was only then that Tang Feng discovered that the old man was lame despite his poor legs and feet.

"So it is."

He was relieved that the desolate iron cavalry did not allow the disabled to join the army. It was for this reason that the blind old man took his family to escape the war.

"Desolate man, don't bend your spine!" He poured another bowl of wine and drank it down.

The girl named Qingtian saluted Tang Feng and hurriedly caught up with the old man.

"Alchemist?"

Only then did Tang Feng realize that there was a mark embroidered on the woman's cuff, which was the mark of an alchemist.

"Sunny, do you want to become a master of alchemy?" he asked.

The woman stopped suddenly, turned around, and asked, "Can you make alchemy?"

(End of this chapter)