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

Looking at the unrecognizable Leiyin fish on the ground, Qingfeng waved his hand and put it and the most valuable treasures into the Kunling Ring.

At this moment, several people were dumbfounded and looked at Qingfeng in shock again. At this moment, everyone began to doubt Qingfeng's identity.

Storage treasures are the rarest spiritual tools. Generally, only important figures in large sects and sects have such things, or some large immortal cultivation families also have some.

Generally, only big people will wear this thing. There are many types of storage, such as rings, earrings, bracelets, beads, and a small bag called Qiankun bag. There are many types.

Such a precious thing is in Qingfeng's hands at this moment. Everyone's mood can be imagined. You have to know that Lan Kexin is the daughter of the chief of the Wu clan and she didn't get this one item.

And what surprised everyone the most was that the storage magic tools usually only had an area of ​​one or two feet square.

But what did they see just now? The Leiyin fish was very large, round, and about three or four feet in diameter. Even if a lot of valuable things were stripped away by everyone, the remaining flesh and blood would be about three feet in diameter.

He just threw the Leiyin fish in with a flick of his hand, so how big was his storage ring? Several people dared not imagine.

Seeing everyone's eyes, Qingfeng suddenly felt something and immediately explained: "I said, do you believe that I picked up that ring?"

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Qingfeng's identity was a mystery, and for a while no one believed that he was just a casual cultivator.

But no matter what, the friendship between the few people was closer. On the way afterwards, everyone talked and laughed, and they were very close. Even Lan Kexin changed her previous arrogance and talked to him from time to time.

After walking for a few more days, Muxuzi's injuries had improved a lot, and he was almost recovered.

This was thanks to Qingfeng's generous gift of medicine. Of course, the medicine was also robbed by him, so he didn't feel sorry for it.

However, in the eyes of others, Qingfeng's benevolence and righteousness made everyone admire him.

On this day, everyone finally arrived at Tianlong City, which was less than 30 miles away from the Fantasy World Star Ruins.

Tianlong City covers a vast area, with an area of ​​20 to 30 miles in radius.

There were many soldiers in armor on the huge city gate. When Qingfeng and his party entered the city, they saw that the city was crowded with people and very lively, which was incomparable to those small towns.

There were endless hawking sounds on both sides of the street.

"Candied Haws"

"Burning Fairy Juice"

"Beast milk, beast milk, fresh beast milk."

The things here have their own characteristics. Qingfeng also bought two snacks to eat. The taste was good, but the things here were a little sweet and the portion was small, which made people not very happy to eat.

Along the way, I saw many cultivators walking on the street. I think these people are here to participate in the grand gathering of the immortals.

At this time, Lan Kexin handed Qingfeng a straw hat with a black veil on it. When it was released, it could just cover the whole face.

Qingfeng didn't understand what she meant, and looked at her with some doubts.

Lan Kexin snorted proudly, and told him, how can you not understand anything, here there are people coming and going, good and bad, this group of immortals meeting is huge, almost gathering most of the scattered cultivators on the continent, among which there may be cultivators from the seven sects, demons and demons.

You can't say when you will meet your enemies or acquaintances, so it's not good.

Only if you cover your face, then no matter who you meet, whether you want to recognize it or not depends on yourself.

It was the first time for Qingfeng to attend such a gathering, and he had little experience. After listening to Lan Kexin's words, he found some truth, so he cast a thankful look.

Lan Kexin looked indifferent, so everyone walked along the way, inquiring about the news related to the group of immortals, until they walked in front of a restaurant.

Unexpectedly, this restaurant was very full at the moment, and it was hard to get a seat.

Just when they were about to turn around and leave, a waiter came over and said warmly: "Several immortals, please stay. We have a place upstairs, reserved for immortals like you."

"How do you know we are cultivators?" Qingfeng was a little confused. The person in front of him was obviously a mortal.

The waiter laughed and said: "Immortals, you don't know that this restaurant is opened by cultivators, and it is no longer a secret that many immortals came to Tianlong City this time.

I also want to tell you that there are immortals wandering around in the Fantasy World Star Void not far from here all year round, so this is already known to everyone in our Tianlong City."

Qingfeng understood it then. It seems that there are many independent cultivators here, and no one is restraining them. Unlike the seven sects, they are not allowed to expose their identities casually and disturb the mortal world.

After all, independent cultivators yearn for freedom more, and it is understandable that the Fantasy World Star Void cannot restrain everyone. As long as they don't interfere with the mortal world too much, it will be fine.

Qingfeng shook his head and went directly to the third floor under the guidance of the waiter, because the second floor was full.

Fortunately, the third floor was not full, and there were still a few tables. Qingfeng chose a seat by the window, which was his favorite.

Through the window, you can see the bustling scene of people coming and going, as if you can experience the mentality of the mortal world, which makes people feel quite refreshed.

"If you have any specialties, just bring them up." Qingfeng was still as bold as ever, and he was always very free and easy when ordering dishes.

Hearing this, the waiter was happy at first, and then seemed to think of something, and his face changed again.

He stood there and looked at Qingfeng and the others, who looked embarrassed, but he didn't seem to know whether to say it or not. For a moment, his expression was as uncomfortable as constipation.

Qingfeng saw him like this, and understood what was going on, so he took out two or three pieces of gold and put them on the table.

He thought that the waiter must be afraid that the few people would eat for free.

When the waiter saw the gold, he waved his hands quickly, and then he blushed and said as if he had mustered up the courage: "Sir, you have misunderstood. We don't accept gold here, only spirit stones."

Qingfeng's expression changed, and he felt a little unhappy. He thought that even if you are a cultivator who opened a restaurant, you can't ask for spirit stones, and treat spirit stones as cabbage.

Seeing that Qingfeng and the others were unhappy, the waiter immediately took out a menu and said, "Dear guests, please don't misunderstand. The food here is not ordinary dishes. All of them are made of the flesh and blood of spiritual beasts, and the ingredients are guaranteed to be fresh, which is very beneficial to your practice."

Hearing this, the faces of the few people looked better. Qingfeng took a look at the menu and wanted to see what the store owner was doing.

After taking the menu and opening it, Qingfeng was also shocked. He didn't expect that the food on it was really rare and delicious.