Eight Desolate Sword Emperor

Chapter 34

Although ten taels of silver is neither too much nor too little, it is nothing more than a drop in the bucket to Jiang Feng.Crystal stones are used by cultivators, and they don't even bother to use silver, which is a mortal item.

Jiang Feng threw out a hundred taels of silver, and the soldier caught it and gritted his teeth to make sure it was real, then said with a smile: "This young man is really a cheerful person, come, come, come in quickly."

Walking on the street, Jiang Feng looked up and looked around. Generally speaking, Fengcheng is really luxurious, even worse than Qinglan College.

The weather was bright and the mood was extremely relaxed. Jiang Feng walked to the nearest restaurant.

"Guest officer, how many people?" The shop clerk bowed and asked respectfully.

Jiang Feng didn't even look at it, so he threw a piece of silver to the waiter in the shop, and said calmly: "Just one, give me a first-class room, and prepare hot water."

The waiter didn't take the money, but returned it to Jiang Feng.

"I'm sorry, guest officer, we don't accept money, only spar."

"Why?" Jiang Feng asked.His brows were already wrinkled.

"It is such a guest officer. Our restaurant is the most luxurious restaurant in Fengcheng, and it is also a restaurant for cultivators. There are practice formations in the guest rooms, which can speed up your cultivation, and the usual meat is cut from the bodies of high-level monsters. Yes, it is good for your physical strength invisibly. This is why our restaurant is so expensive."

Jiang Feng lowered his head and pondered. Hearing what the shop waiter said, it is indeed a good deal to live in a restaurant for Jingshi.

Then he took out the spar and silver that he had taken from the ancient temple, and threw them together to the waiter.

"Come on, guest officer, please."

The waiter put the bounty money in his arms, and took Jiang Feng upstairs with a smile on his face.

This is a very spacious guest room, with a living room full of landscape paintings, a comfortable bedroom, and a bathroom for bathing.

After taking off his clothes, Jiang Feng jumped into the pool and groaned comfortably.

Jiang Feng hadn't enjoyed it so easily for a long time.

Lying on the backrest by the pool, Jiang Feng said comfortably: "It's nice to have money."

Thinking about it, Jiang Feng closed his eyes. Living in this cannibalistic world, it was inevitable that he would not pay attention. As long as someone entered the room, he would be able to detect it immediately.

He slept until the evening, when Jiang Feng just woke up. His jade-like body made of steel and iron was not wrinkled by the hot water, and it looked stronger.

Putting on some clean clothes, Jiang Feng walked out of the room and went directly downstairs.

"Guest officer, I'll take you to the private room." A waiter came up and said.

"En!" Jiang Feng nodded. Although the physique of the cultivator is much better than that of ordinary people, he has not cultivated enough to go on a hunger strike, and he is indeed hungry.

Longmen Restaurant has five floors, the fourth and fifth floors are guest rooms, the third and second floors are private rooms, and only the first floor is a lobby for many people to eat.

The entrance of the sixth private room on the third floor.

The waiter pushed open the door, bent down and said, "This is the first-class private room of our restaurant, please come in."

Stepping in, Jiang Feng glanced at it casually. The environment of the private room is very good, which can be called luxurious. There are huge windows on the east side, and you can see the street view outside, but these are not too unusual for him. Quickly retracting his gaze, he said, "Put your restaurant's special dishes on the table, and a jug of good wine, the mellower the better, money is not a problem."

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he dropped a low-level spar on the table.

"Okay, sir, wait a moment."

The little second-hand holds the spar like picking up a treasure.

When the door of the private room was closed, Jiang Feng sat on the leather chair in front of the table.

Looking at the street scene for a while, feeling bored, Jiang Feng took out the ancient sword from a storage spirit ring he brought out in the ancient temple.

Clang!
When the sword is pulled out, the cold light of the sword shines like water, and when the light of the sword fades away, you can see the long and thin lines on the body of the sword, winding like a dragon.

There is a faint word on the hilt of the sword, "not dead".

Although Jiang Feng has obtained this ancient sword for a long time, he still doesn't know the origin of this ancient sword. He only knows that it was given to him by his father on his 13th birthday.

You should ask Mo Tian about the origin of this sword.Jiang Feng thought to himself.

"Don't look for me, I'll come out by myself." Mo Tian said in an old-fashioned way, which was seriously inconsistent with his image.

Mo Tian began to tell the story with a voice that did not match his image:
Rumor has it that a long time ago, during the battle between immortals and demons in ancient times, Xuanyuan, the sword emperor of the human race, was injured and captured in the demon clan. The princess of the demon clan fell in love with her at first sight and rescued Xuanyuan from the demon clan. At that time, a change occurred, the human race imprisoned the demon princess, and threatened the demon king to hand over bloodthirsty magic skills. In the face of interests and strength, everything was a cloud.

The demon princess sacrificed herself to the sword, and when Xuanyuan found her, he only saw a cold long sword, and which one, the letter left to him by the demon princess, if you really love me, don't take revenge on anyone People, when thinking of me, looking at the sword, it is me.

The demon princess, as she said, how many days and nights Xuanyuan has been with this sword. .

Looking at the letter, Xuanyuan turned gray all night and sat in front of the tomb of the demon princess for three years without moving.

Three years later, when he got up, dozens of strong men from the human race disappeared overnight, and so did the demons.

After doing all this, he sacrificed his sword to accompany the demon princess without hesitation.

Xuanyuan's melancholy was all given to this sword, all he wanted in his heart was "Yi Ren is not dead", the name of the sword is "not dead", Jiang Feng is a little crazy, is there really such a poignant love?
Melt into the sword with flesh and blood, and never be separated from that demon princess.

With the soul, send it to the sword body, and never reincarnate.

This myth?It should be true.Jiang Feng murmured, as if lost in thought, he could feel the sadness in the sword when he held the sword.

If the legend Mo Tian told is true, then the meaning of sorrow should be him.

"I also entered this sword by chance. This is how it has been preserved for ten thousand years," Mo Tian explained.

After dinner, Jiang Feng went back to the room on the fourth floor to rest.

late at night.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, the figure slowly exhaled a foul breath.

The fourth layer of the Longevity Tactic is done.

At this moment, the power of heaven and earth in Jiang Feng's body became very small, and it seemed to contain the power of life.

'"Crack, crack, crack"...
What made him a little speechless was the sound of groans coming from the next room from time to time, even if he hadn't experienced human affairs, he knew what the other party was doing.

"Go to bed early! Leave early tomorrow morning."

With a wry smile, Jiang Feng tried his best to suppress the boiling blood, and went back to bed to sleep.

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