"Grandpa, we have something to eat, here you go!"

As soon as the little beggar entered the thatched house, he walked to the wooden bed with a happy face, and handed the two white steamed buns in his hand to the old man lying on the dilapidated wooden bed.

"Ya'er!"

Hearing the words of the little beggar, the dying old man raised his arm with difficulty, gently stroked the little beggar's head, and said softly with a pampered face.

"This little brother, I don't know if you are?"

After petting the little beggar's head, the skinny and dying old man lying on the dilapidated wooden bed turned his eyes to Yang Feng's body and asked with a hesitant expression.

"Grandpa, this big brother is a good person, it's the steamed buns he bought for me!"

Seeing that the old man set his eyes on Yang Feng's body, the little beggar said with a happy face.

"I just saw her pitiful, worried that she would meet a bad person, so I followed, no malice!"

Seeing that the old man set his eyes on his body, Yang Feng said with a calm face.

"This little brother, Ya'er is only five years old, very smart and cute, I picked it up in the jungle, and has been suffering with me, I am almost dead now, I have always been relieved that Xiao Ya'er will live alone, I hope you can take care of Ya'er after I leave, or help Ya'er find a good family to raise!"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, the old man lying on the bed, dying, looked at Yang Feng with a pleading look on his face and said.

Hearing the old man's words, after seeing the old man's dying appearance, Yang Feng knew that he was dying, and there was only one breath left, so he nodded lightly and said lightly: "Don't worry, after you leave, I will take care of Ya'er!" ”

After getting Yang Feng's affirmative answer, the old man's face showed a happy smile, and he glanced deeply at the dirty little beggar, and his palm, like dry bones, gently stroked the little beggar's face, and then lay on the bed weakly, losing the breath of life, and his face was full of peace and happiness.

"Grandpa!"

As soon as the old man died, the little beggar, covered in dirt, his eyes were red, tears flowed down, and he cried loudly in a crisp female voice.

Yang Feng, who was standing at the gate of the thatched house, saw that the old man was dead, and the little beggar cried loudly, without the slightest word, just stood there quietly, letting the little beggar cry enough.

When the little beggar was not crying, Yang Feng put a large bag of steamed buns in his hand on the ground, slowly walked to the dilapidated wooden bed, reached out and gently stroked the little beggar's head, and then hugged the old man's body and walked outside.

Soon after, in the woods not far from the thatched house, a small mound of earth was formed, and a stone tombstone was quietly erected there, and two lines of small characters were clearly carved on the stone tombstone: The Tomb of the Unknown Old Man, Yang Fengliu.

After letting the little beggar kowtow a few times to the stone tombstone, Yang Feng didn't think the little beggar was dirty, so he picked him up and walked slowly in the direction of Tianxing Town.

"Give me a room and get the bath water ready!"

As soon as he entered Tianxing Town, Yang Feng did not hesitate or hesitate at all, entered an inn, took out a large piece of silver from his arms, and said with a calm face on the counter of the inn.

"Good come! Guest, please come with me! ”

Seeing Yang Feng so bold, the innkeeper showed a happy smile on his face, hurriedly greeted him, and personally took Yang Feng to an elegantly decorated room on the second floor.

Immediately afterwards, several innkeepers carried several buckets of hot water and poured them into the large wooden barrels in the center of the room.

"Find two maids and bathe her!"

After casually observing the room and feeling good, Yang Feng nodded lightly, said to the innkeeper, and threw a piece of broken silver casually.

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a minute!"

The innkeeper who received the silver was overjoyed, and hurriedly answered, and went downstairs.

Soon after, two young girls, with bath supplies and some sets of beautiful clothes for the little girls, entered the room to bathe the little beggar Ya'er.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng nodded lightly, whispered a few words to Ya'er, and came out of the room, letting the two maids serve Ya'er to take a bath, while he went downstairs and walked to a square table in the hall on the first floor.

"Bring me a pot of good wine, a few good dishes!"

After settling down at a square table, Yang Feng casually beckoned the inn guy and commanded with a calm face.

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a minute!"

Hearing Yang Feng's command, he knew that Yang Feng was an innkeeper with a big high roller, so he responded loudly with enthusiasm and went to the kitchen to inform the chef.

After the innkeeper informed the kitchen, he took a plate and served Yang Feng a few cold dishes and a pot of wine that had already been prepared, so that Yang Feng could enjoy them first, and a few hot dishes could be served later.

Yang Feng picked up the wine, poured himself a glass, tasted it casually, it felt good, there was a faint aura, better than the wine on the blue starfish, there was a faint smile on his face, and he looked at the street outside the inn while drinking.

"Lao Wang, something has been wrong with our Tianxing Town recently! A martial artist who was rare to see in the past has been able to see it almost every day recently, what is going on! You've been in Skystar Town for a long time, tell me about it? ”

The words of a big man at the next table wearing tight leather armor and two sharp daggers stuck in his waist made Yang Feng's heart move, and he couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen.

Although he has obtained the inheritance and memory of Lu Tianming of the Infinite Sword Sect, now that a hundred years have passed, Yang Feng still knows little about the current martial artists in this world, and wants to know more.

"It's normal! The once-in-a-decade Celestial Star Gathering is about to begin, and of course martial artists from all over the world have begun to appear in Tianxing Town, and you can see martial artists every day! ”

As soon as the tight-fitting leather-armored man's voice fell, an old man in black at the same table relaxed his shoulders and said with a calm face, as if he had known about this matter for a long time.

"Lao Wang, tell me a good story, what is the situation of this Tianxing Xiaohui?"

"No problem! Our world is called the Tianxuan Great World, and it is a world dominated by monks! The monk is the strongest of the martial artists, and anyone who steps into the realm of true qi, can manipulate the true qi, and has a lifespan of two hundred years, can become a monk.

Our Tianxing Town is located in a remote place in the northwest of the Dongzhou Divine Wind Country in the Tianxuan Great World, with a lack of spiritual energy, scarce mineral veins, and no monk sects, only a few scattered monks.

These scattered monks, who call themselves loose cultivators, are distinguished from those disciples of the monk sect! Because these casual cultivators did not have the support of the monk sect, their strength was weak, and they had no way to occupy the spiritual stone veins full of spiritual energy, and most of them could only scatter around and find places with relatively strong spiritual energy to cultivate.

It's just that cultivation not only requires a place with strong aura, but also needs various auxiliary items such as pills, heavenly and earthly treasures, talismans, magic weapons, etc., and casual cultivation cannot obtain these items alone, so they often meet to hold a trade fair in a certain place to exchange what they have, so that casual cultivation can exchange the excess resources in their hands for the resources they need.

And this Tianxing Xiaohui is the place where our Tianxing Town has a thousand miles of loose cultivation gatherings, and every ten years of scattered cultivation within a radius of Tianxing Town, a trade fair will be held in a valley near our Tianxing Town.

Now there are three days left before the once-in-a-decade trade fair, and many monks will stay in our Celestial Star Town for two days, and only enter the valley not far away on the last day to participate in the week-long trade fair. ”

"Xiao Er, the accounts of the guests at this table are all counted on me, and I am serving a few pots of wine on a few good dishes on this table!"

Hearing the words of the old man in black, Yang Feng's heart moved, and he immediately reached out and beckoned the inn guy, pointed to the adjacent table, and said with a calm face.

Immediately, Yang Feng got up with the wine, slowly walked to the adjacent table and said: "This old man, I came to Tianxing Town for the first time, I am very curious about the Tianxing Club, I want to enter and have a look, I don't know where the specific location of this Tianxing Club is, and what are the requirements for the participants?" ”

"The Heavenly Star Club is in a valley fifty miles away from Heavenly Star Town, if you want to go, you must break the formation prohibition in the valley, or have someone take you in, otherwise you won't be able to enter it at all!"

Seeing that Yang Feng took the initiative to help him pay the bill and added a few good dishes and wine, the two warriors glanced at each other, then invited Yang Feng to sit with him and explained softly.

After that, Yang Feng drank with the two martial artists while communicating with the two martial artists to inquire about the specific matters of the Tianxing Club, and was able to understand the qualifications for participating in the Skystar Club.

Three days passed in a flash, Yang Feng left Ya'er in the inn and entrusted it to the innkeeper to take care of, while he followed the flow of people, left Tianxing Town, and walked in the direction of the valley fifty miles away from Tianxing Town.

Since the Celestial Star Sect has already begun, there are many people who go to the Celestial Star Sect, and along the way, the warrior monks dressed in various colors, or in groups of three or five, or alone, walked along the path and walked straight in the direction of the valley.

Not long after, Yang Feng followed the flow of people and came to the entrance of a valley blocked by mist, a famous martial arts monk, with a wave of his hand, the true qi in his body surged, and small doors appeared at the entrance of the valley blocked by mist, so that he could enter at will.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng did not hesitate or hesitate at all, took a few steps forward, stretched out his hands, the qi in his body surged, and he tore it hard, and a small door with a height appeared in the mist, and Yang Feng took a step forward and entered the valley.