Initiation returns one hundred times the cultivation level: the blue bird becomes Kunpeng

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, and with a wave of his big hand, he was about to pocket the Seven Aperture Qilin Armor.

"Mr. Jiang, have you forgotten something?"

Seeing this scene, Su Susu immediately raised his hand to stop it.

"Here you go."

Jiang Chen did not hesitate at all, and directly threw the phoenix token in his hand to the other party.

After taking the phoenix token and looking at it, Su Su directly handed the Seven Qilin Armor to Jiang Chen.

Then he said, "The deal is done."

"If Mr. Jiang still has good things in the future, he can come to our Qixian Pavilion to trade."

"We, Qixian Pavilion, have always refused guests."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen shook his head and said, "Qi Immortal Pavilion needs nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine gold coins to open the gate once.

"This kind of price is very dissuading."

As soon as these words came out, Su Susu immediately threw Jiang Chen a token.

The token is very quaint, made of an ancient wood, and a large ink pen is written on it.

Immortal.

The immortals of Qi Immortal Pavilion!

"If Mr. Jiang has good things in the future, he can come to Qixian Pavilion to trade."

"If the guy guarding the door gets in the way, show him it, and he'll let it go."

After Su Susu said this, he turned around and left.

The phoenix token was naturally taken away by it.

Taking the Qi Immortal Pavilion token, Jiang Chen arched his hand at the back of the departing Su Su Su and said, "Thank you." With

a wave of his hand, he directly put the Seven Aperture Qilin Armor into the cultivation space.

"Mr. Jiang, the old man has something to understand."

The old man surnamed Qi, who had not said a word since Su Su Su came, spoke to Jiang Chen at this time.

"Mr. Qi, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Jiang Chen, who had accepted the Seven Aperture Qilin Armor, looked at the extremely old man with a smile on his face.

The latter pondered for a moment and asked, "The old man wants to know how Mr. Jiang got such a treasure after the ancient Feng clan has been silent and disappeared in Huaxia for thousands of years."

"If Mr. Jiang has something difficult to say, or is unwilling to say it to the old man, then just assume that the old man has not asked these words."

Jiang Chen looked at the old man surnamed Qi and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi doesn't have to be like this.

"This phoenix token was obtained by accident, and it was useless in my hands anyway, so I came to the Qi Immortal Pavilion to exchange for a life-saving treasure."

Seeing that Jiang Chen was still reluctant to tell the true situation, the old man surnamed Qi no longer continued to ask.

After all, he knew that the young man in front of him had already entered the eyes of Su Su, one of the twelve elders.

Although he and Su Su are both the twelve elders of Qixian Pavilion, there is a huge gap between them and the latter in terms of strength and status.

The purpose of Jiang Chen's trip was the seven-trick unicorn armor, and after taking the seven-trick qilin armor into his pocket this time, he got up and retired.

When he pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, his figure reappeared in a misty space.

The ghostly figure from earlier silently appeared beside him.

"Please leave quickly."

A voice came from the ghostly figure's mouth.

Jiang Chen glanced at it casually, and said lightly: "When did Qi Immortal Pavilion still have the habit of driving people away."

As he spoke, he took out the Qi Immortal Pavilion token that Su Su Su had given him.

When that ghostly figure saw the Qi Immortal Pavilion token in Jiang Chen's hand, his whole body trembled involuntarily.

The figure began to tremble, and there were faint signs of collapse.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen put away the Qi Immortal Pavilion token and said slowly: "I know what the hell you are, even if you die, you can't leave here."

"What a wretched man."

After saying this, Jiang Chen took a step forward, and the surrounding scene dissipated in an instant.

At this moment, his figure appeared in the streets and alleys at the beginning.

He looked around, and then sighed: "Qi Immortal Pavilion is a ghost place.

"The people on the outside want to go in, and the people on the inside want to come out."

"It's a pity that things don't go as planned."

Jiang Chen stepped out, his figure dissipated again, and then appeared at a sparsely populated street.

"My generation of scholars should be full of poetry and books."

At this moment, in a dilapidated house, a Confucian student in a patched shirt slowly pushed the door open, holding a book in his hand.

At this moment, he was watching with interest, not noticing Jiang Chen's existence at all.

Jiang Chen, who saw this person, was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps forward and came to his side.

"Bang."

The reader who only knew that he was reading with a book was seeing the wonderful things, and he didn't notice Jiang Chen's body at all.

Immediately, he hit the latter's head head-on.

People turn on their backs.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The scholar only reacted at this moment, hurriedly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and kept saying sorry to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen quietly looked at the reader in front of him, and said slowly: "Other readers read sage books, and you..."

Jiang Chen picked up the book that fell on the ground.

Seeing this, the scholar hurriedly stopped him, but his speed was obviously not as fast as Jiang Chen.

When Jiang Chen picked up the book, the book cover instantly fell to the ground, and a few large characters appeared above it.

Spring Palace....

"Smack."

The reader snatched the book and hurriedly wrapped the bookcase, his face already full of anger.

"Readers read, and they read these books."

Jiang Chen looked at the annoyed and angry scholar and smiled faintly.

The latter exclaimed, "Who are you!" "

Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and reported his name.

Then he spoke again: "I know that your name is Song Yushu, you live in Broken Porcelain Alley, you have no father or mother since you were a child, and you can live until now, purely relying on the help of your neighbors."

Jiang Chen blurted out the family of the scholar in front of him.

The scholar who was about to be angry instantly froze in place, staring at Jiang Chen with wide eyes.

The face is incredible.

"How do you know!"

He was puzzled, he had always been in-depth and simple, and no one knew his name except for his classmates and friends and the teacher who had died.

Even the neighbors around him would only call him a dog.

Jiang Chen smiled but didn't say anything, just pointed to the dilapidated house he walked out of earlier.

He said lightly: "Because I can count if I pinch my fingers." In

fact, Jiang Chen didn't know the so-called magic of arithmetic, the reason why he knew the name and life experience of the scholar in front of him was only because he had encountered the latter in his previous life.

It can be said that when I came to this Moxiang City, the first person I met was the scholar named Song Yushu in front of me.

At that time, although he and Song Yushu were fighting and scolding, the relationship between the two was excellent.

It can even be said that Song Yushu was one of the few friends he had in his previous life.

"You can pull it down."

Hearing this, Song Yushu pursed his lips, his face full of disdain.

Although he was a student of Confucianism, he did not believe in the so-called divine arithmetic.

In his opinion, those so-called divine calculations are nothing more than tricks to deceive people.

It can't be true.