A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Everyone saw Zhang Shengsheng asking for trouble, and they all laughed in their hearts for a while. In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that it was because Qingfeng had taken away the limelight of Daoxuan Sect in this world, and they were just uncomfortable.

Since you are uncomfortable, we are all comfortable, so several people who had not expressed their opinions expressed their opinions and chose Qingfeng.

Qingfeng wanted to speak at this moment, but he knew that the general situation was set and it was useless to say more, so he naturally became a team leader.

Go back and rest for a day, and there is nothing to say.

The next morning, everyone gathered together. In order to hide their tracks, this time everyone did not walk together, but each team set out separately, and the target was Niuma Town, a hundred miles away from the Blood Evil Palace.

The Qingfeng team, each of them drove their own equipment, and walked about 500 miles. In order not to expose the target, everyone could only walk on foot. In order to reduce physical strength, everyone decided to go to Lin Town not far away to buy some horses for walking.

It happened that the group was tired, and Qingfeng suggested that everyone go to the restaurant in the town to eat something.

Everyone had no objection to this proposal. After all, it was a long journey and there was no point in being anxious.

Lin Town was not big, with only a thousand people, but it was particularly lively today, with countless mortal martial artists coming in droves.

There were countless snacks on both sides of the road, and there were many fried dishes.

"Rice cakes, delicious rice cakes..."

"Fragrant big buns, donkey meat filling is so fragrant"

"Red crispy braised meat, eat a bite and you will live longer..."

As everyone walked, they heard the hawking on the road, and the fragrant smell of various foods wafted into their noses, causing everyone's throats to surge and look to both sides.

Unfortunately, these immortals usually don't eat grains, and there is no gold or silver in their pockets, only spirit stones. Of course, this thing can't be taken out. First, it will expose their identities, and second, the mortals don't know it, so it's useless to give it to them.

Qingfeng saw this scene, he laughed a few times, and then he touched his arms and took out more than 20 gold bars. He said he had plenty of this thing, and he could spend it at will.

He greeted everyone with gold nuggets, gave each person two, and told everyone to buy whatever they liked and not to be polite to him.

Of course, everyone was not polite, and they all took the gold nuggets to buy some of their favorite food and favorite things.

Even Zhang Shengsheng of Daoxuan Sect did the same, and he even smiled and said thank you to Qingfeng.

But Xue Lichu said with a look of contempt: "I didn't expect you still like these yellow and white things."

After that, he took the gold nuggets without courtesy and happily bought some accessories that girls liked.

Qingfeng could only be speechless, thinking that this woman's mind was really unpredictable.

Qingfeng was not idle either, and first had two rice cakes to satisfy his cravings. This thing was hot, glutinous, soft, sweet, and not sticky. It tasted very good, and Qingfeng ate three in one breath.

There were so many delicious foods that Qingfeng ate a lot. However, he heard someone beside him say, "Have you heard that the Qinglong Hall of the Zhatian Gang in Niuma Town was completely wiped out overnight yesterday. The head of the Diao Zhatian Gang had his heart and lungs dug out and thrown on the street. How miserable it must be."

"Oh, don't mention it. The Zhatian Gang is usually willing to help others. They are all chivalrous people who help others. I heard that there is a big secret in it, and it is very involved."

"Hush, be careful when you speak. I heard that this matter may be related to the Demon Cult. We ordinary people should be careful when we speak, otherwise we will be killed."

The voice was getting farther and farther away. Qingfeng was puzzled for a while. The Zhatian Gang had a strange name. Could it be that the death of Diao Zhatian was related to this demon-killing operation?

After tasting the food, several women over there bought a lot of various accessories. Pan Feng kept saying thank you to Qingfeng for his gold.

Everyone gathered, and Qingfeng took everyone to the largest restaurant in the town, called Shanhailou. The name is very domineering, but unfortunately there are no mountains or seas here.

Out of curiosity, he asked and found out that the owner of the restaurant was Wu Shanhai. Qingfeng was speechless.

Unexpectedly, the restaurant was full today. There were countless people from the martial arts world upstairs and downstairs. These people either carried knives or swords, and there were seven or eight of the eighteen kinds of weapons. They were all very strong and their faces were full of heroic spirit.

Qingfeng asked for a table by the window. When a group of people walked over, they immediately attracted a lot of attention. After all, these people had extraordinary temperaments, and each of them was very eye-catching.

At this time, Qingfeng said another very domineering word in everyone's ears.

"Waiter, bring the best dishes here to the table."

The waiter smiled when he heard this, but he said: "Sir, don't look at our restaurant as small, but we have so many specialties. Do you think you can eat so much?"

Without waiting for Qingfeng to speak, Zhang Shengsheng laughed and said: "It's none of your business, go and do it quickly."

The waiter nodded repeatedly, but did not move, which made the group a little puzzled.

Qingfeng often went to restaurants and knew the ins and outs of the place. He thought that the waiter was afraid that everyone would leave after dinner, leaving them crying.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng smiled helplessly and took out three or four pieces of gold from his arms and threw them over.

"Go and get the best ones, and exchange the rest of the money for the best wine."

The waiter took the gold bars, his eyes sparkling, and immediately reached out to take them.

Seeing him weigh it with his hands, he found that each piece of gold weighed more than half a pound. He picked up a piece and put it between his teeth and bit it gently. Then he smiled like a flower, and said excitedly and happily: "Yes, sir, the food will be here soon."ŴŴŴ.

After that, he ran downstairs to prepare it, as if he was afraid that it would be too late and the gold would fly away.

Everyone was speechless when they saw this scene. They didn't expect that this mortal was so greedy for money and had no personality.

When the gang of Jianghu men upstairs saw this scene, they were all shocked, wondering what these people came from and how generous they were.

In a short while, the food was prepared. What kind of honey-juiced shrimp, fried golden fish, and braised big turtle were all served up one by one. It turned out to be a large table of delicious dishes.

The fragrant smell hit the nose directly, making people feel a strong appetite.

At this moment, everyone saw clearly what money makes the world go round, especially the two people from the Ruoshui Dragon Palace, who were deeply touched.

However, everyone was also very curious about why Qingfeng was so rich, as if he had endless money.

How could they know that Qingfeng was infected by the golden-horned silver snake and loved yellow and white things the most, and the golden chair he collected last time was too heavy.

The gold bars he made amounted to 5,000 pieces, and it was not easy to spend them all.