Saiyan's Journey To Another World

Ye Fengcheng.

Established in the long barren period.

During the death of the emperor of the human race, in order to protect the pure land behind him from being trampled by monsters, the sages of the human race in the past dynasties continued to build fortifications here, which was the first front line against the invasion of monsters.

Zhangjiayi shop.

"Boss, are the one hundred sets of martial arts uniforms I customized ready?"

The boy's hearty voice came from the door, and he asked with a little expectation in his tone.

"Don't worry, Lord, it's already finished, I guarantee your satisfaction!"

Zhang Shan is the owner of this clothing store, over forty years old.

Five generations of ancestors have relied on this clothing store as their source of income. The handicrafts are good, but the small shop is mediocre.

So until now, he has not married a wife and had children. The old parents in the family are dying of anxiety, and they all want to sell this old shop to raise money for him to ask for a wife.

A week ago, a kid wearing animal skins came to ask him to customize clothes, and he was full of disdain.

How much money does the little ghost have, not to mention that the price of custom-made clothes will double.

But when that kid proudly took out ten ancient spirit crystals.

Zhang Shan's disdainful attitude changed, from surprise to surprise, to finally calling him lord.

"Master! Please come inside!"

Ten ancient spirit crystals, to put it bluntly, he will not earn one even until he dies.

Because these things are generally held in the hands of monks as cultivation resources.

It is impossible for a mere mortal to obtain Gu Lingjing without a chance.

Therefore, he didn't care whether the kid was playing tricks on him or not, so he locked himself in the shop for seven days and nights, making clothes according to the master's request without sleep.

One hundred sets? Who do you underestimate.

As long as the money is in place, you can talk about anything.

After completing this order, he can close this clothing store, find a peaceful and stable place in the mortal world, marry a wife and have children, and his old parents have enough money to support them, hire a few servants, and live this life in splendor and wealth. Waste of life, so he is full of energy.

As for this store, it is better to wait for his unworthy descendants to inherit it.

Vegito took the suit he handed him and walked into the changing room.

After a while.

He came out of the changing room wearing an orange short-sleeved vest, a dark blue Kameha gi suit, and white boots on his feet.

"Well, well done." Vegito appreciated.

The clothes were neither too loose nor too tight, and the boots fit just right.

His animal skin, which had been worn for nearly three years, could finally be honorably discharged.

Vegito put the rest of the martial arts uniform into the ring, took out ten ancient spirit crystals and put them on the counter, and left.

"Master, go slowly!" Zhang Shan bowed to send Vegito away, and then pulled down the shop shutter.

He stared at the Gu Lingjing on the counter with bright eyes, shining brightly in the dark night.

Zhang Shan has already fantasized about how to spend the rest of his life.

In the world of ancient immortals, mortals can easily live to be more than a hundred years old. He is only in his early forties this year, and he still has a lot of time to squander.

Vegito came to an inn at this time, there were monks from all over the world, even sitting there and listening to them bragging about Raha, he also felt that he had gained a lot.

"I heard that the once-in-a-century martial arts competition in Yefeng City will be held again. I don't know who will win this time. I'm looking forward to it."

"Hey, if I hadn't been in the first level of Yuanjing, I would also like to sign up. It would be a pity if I didn't participate in such a grand event once!"

"Hahahaha! This old man is joking, your age is beyond the standard! Who doesn't know that each martial arts competition is limited to under twenty years old."

"That's right, your cultivation is only at the first level of the Yuan Realm. Those talents who came to participate are from aristocratic clans and great religions in the Holy Land. It's incomparable, incomparable."

"Also, this is a stage specially set up by the city lord for the younger generation. Let's take this opportunity to see what kind of talented people have been born in our human race in recent years, just do nothing."

A few tables of monks in the distance were drinking and talking about the grand martial arts competition held once in a hundred years in Yefeng City.

Yefeng City is the first line of defense closest to the Monster Beast Continent, but with Immortal Emperor Mingren alive, the Monster Race dare not wantonly start a war between the two clans.

But even if the great emperor of the race is intimidating, it is uncertain when the war will come. This has happened in the past long years.

The great human emperors of all dynasties have almost never intervened in the grievances and conflicts between the two races after becoming emperor.

Because the great emperor is not only the great emperor of the human race, but also the great emperor of the ancient fairy world, the immortal emperor of the vast heaven.

What they are going to do is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The city lord held this kind of competition every hundred years, which actually greatly improved the self-confidence of the soldiers and common people in the city.

Fortunately, it will act as a booster when defending against enemies in the future.

"Is it a martial arts tournament? It's interesting."

Vegito pondered for a while when he heard this information, and decided to sign up to participate, just to test his achievements in the past three years of cultivation.

Under twenty, um, not bad, I happen to be three years old, and I meet the standard.

As for Yuanjing cultivation, Vegito thinks he should be qualified.

Although the cultivation is qi, but the strength should be enough, and there should be some at the elementary level of Yuanjing.

If Zi Ningshang knew that Vegito only felt that he was only at the elementary level of the Yuan Realm at this time, he must have slapped Vegito on the forehead with a scabbard, and said in a loud voice: "Which kind of elementary level are you? It's just the beginning!

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