Chapter 390: Nationally Wanted

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"I know what to do, Humber. Zhao was not in the limelight, and said in a low voice.

Hong Bo looked at Zhao Jingfeng deeply, sighed secretly, and then said nothing.

The iron-winged eagle demon flew straight in the air at a height of thousands of meters against the red sun that had just emerged from the first line of heaven and earth, the wind in the sky was whistling in his ears, and the fierce wind blew Zhao Jingfeng and Hong Bo with long hair and fluttering clothes.

The Iron-Winged Eagle Demon crossed several large and small cities and villages, and just as the sun was about to set, the Iron Winged Eagle Demon finally flew over a small city.

Looking at the careful town below, Zhao Jingfeng suddenly spoke: "Hong Bo, just send me here!"

Hearing this, Hong Bo looked down at the small city below and nodded slightly: "It's okay!" Immediately, Hong Bo controlled the iron-winged eagle demon to stop ten miles outside the city gate.

Zhao Jingfeng jumped down from the iron-winged eagle demon, turned around and said to Hong Bo: "Uncle Hong, you better go back quickly! Now the Cold Moon Sect is estimated to have come to my Zhao Mansion." ”

Hong Bo sat on the iron-winged eagle demon and nodded, "Fourth young master, take care." ”

Zhao Jingfeng waved his hand to Hong Bo, and then walked towards the city ten miles ahead without looking back.

Hong Bo sat on the iron-winged eagle demon and stayed in place, his eyes were firmly focused on Zhao Jingfeng's back, until Zhao Jingfeng disappeared from his sight, he sighed and said to himself: "Fourth Young Master, I hope that when we meet again, you can give me a surprise." The wings of the iron-winged eagle demon stirred violently, and with a burst of flying sand and rocks, and the smoke and dust were filled, it had already taken Hong Bo to the air quickly, returning in the direction from which it came.

Now the sun on the horizon is about to set, and the sky is showing a twilight, when Zhao Jingfeng walked to the avenue leading to the small city in front, there were still many people on the avenue walking towards the city in front, but almost all of them were some loose cultivators riding all kinds of desolate demons and some caravans.

Zhao Jingfeng's appearance naturally attracted the attention of some people, and many scattered cultivators looked at him with a little vigilance in their eyes, but when they saw his age from Zhao Jingfeng's young face, the vigilant look in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Jingfeng looked at these scattered cultivators riding all kinds of desolate demons, and saw that these casual cultivators looked to be in their twenties to forty or fifty years old, some wore armor, some wore animal skins, and some wore clothes.

The distance of ten miles is not very far, soon Zhao Jingfeng arrived, Zhao Jingfeng looked up at the twenty-meter-high city wall in front of him, the city wall obviously does not know how many years it has existed, and it has not been maintained all year round, the ruthless years have left clearly visible traces on the tall city wall, and above the city gate, the dragon flying and the phoenix dance are written with three words - Sang Zhicheng.

"Hey, stop, what are you doing. ”

Just as Zhao Jingfeng passed by the city gate, he was fenced down by a guard.

Zhao Jingfeng smiled, reached out and took out a few gold leaves from the storage belt to cover them and stuffed them into the guard's hand, and said, "This big brother, I am a casual cultivator, and I naturally have a mission to come to Sangzhi City. ”

The guard glanced at a few gold leaves in his hand, and immediately smiled on his face, saying, "Oh, since you have a mission, then I won't delay your precious time, let's go in!"

After entering Sangzhi City, Zhao Jingfeng walked two or three kilometers again, and came to a bustling neighborhood, now although the sun has set, when the block is still full of prosperity, the street is full of people coming and going, and on both sides of the street, densely packed with shops, operating all kinds of items.

The floor of the street is made entirely of large pieces of stone, and the surface is polished so smooth that the inside is so smooth that even if a vehicle runs on it at an unfast speed, it will not feel the slightest bump.

Zhao Jingfeng rubbed his stomach, and then looked at a restaurant on the side of the street and walked in directly, he hadn't eaten all day, and now his stomach was hungry and hurting.

"Guest officer, please!"

Under the warm greeting of a shopkeeper, Zhao Jingfeng found an empty table and sat down.

"Guest officer, I don't know if you want to stay in a hotel or dine. "The shopkeeper is a young man in his twenties with a professional smile on his face, which makes people feel kind.

Zhao Jingfeng's eyes glanced at some casual cultivators who were chatting loudly in the restaurant, and said in a light tone: "I live and dine, I don't know what you all have to eat here." ”

Subsequently, the shopkeeper immediately introduced Zhao Jingfeng to all kinds of things in the building, but all of these dishes were the most expensive in this restaurant. Because the shopkeeper had already seen from the luxurious clothes worn by Zhao Jingfeng that he was a rich son.

Zhao Jingfeng didn't care about the price of these dishes, and casually ordered a few things that he hadn't eaten.

After being full of wine and food, Zhao Jingfeng opened a medium room in this restaurant, and then went directly into the room to rest.

This restaurant is obviously not a high-end goods, in this medium room furnishings are very simple, compared with the Zhao Mansion, it is simply a difference of 108,000 miles, not at all in a grade, in addition to a wooden bed made of hardwood, there is only a table, a few chairs, in addition, there is nothing else, despite this, when the cleaning in the room is very clean.

Zhao Jingfeng has never been picky, and such a room is already quite satisfactory to him.

After closing the door, Zhao Jingfeng walked to the bed and sat down, then took out the storage ring that his father gave him when he left from his arms, and opened it directly to check the items inside.

The storage ring is worthy of high-end goods, the space inside is much larger than the belt, nearly 100 square meters, and in the center of the storage ring, there is a small pile of items, not a lot of things, compared with this full of hundreds of square meters of space, this small pile of items does not even occupy a corner.

In this pile of items, there are thousands of red gold ingots that flicker with purple light and tens of thousands of gold leaves that emit this golden light, in addition to these belongings, there is also a small pile of demon pills, there are only about forty or fifty of them, the second-order demon pills account for the majority, and the third-order demon pills are only a dozen, and there is also a fourth-order one.

Looking at these things in the storage ring, for a while, Zhao Jingfeng's heart felt warm, although there are not many things, but they are all very practical, and they are exactly what Zhao Jingfeng needs, from this point, it can be seen enough that Zhao Hongyin cares about Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng carefully put the storage ring in his arms, he didn't forget what his father said to him when he left, before his strength became stronger, he couldn't let the storage ring be exposed to people's sight. Because storage rings are not as common as storage belts, storage rings are very valuable in the Soul Treasure Star, although there are many people who have storage rings, but they are all powerful or children of famous noble families, and they have enough strength to protect their belongings.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Zhao Jingfeng took out a few demon pills from his storage belt and held them in his hand, then slowly closed his eyes and entered a state of cultivation.

The aura in the demon pill was absorbed by Zhao Jingfeng at a very terrifying speed, if someone was there at this moment, he would definitely see that the demon pill in Zhao Jingfeng's hand was emitting this faint light, and the aura leaking out of the demon pill was only rich and had formed a vague, visible aura ribbon, enveloping Zhao Jingfeng's body.

At the same time, the volume of the first-order demon pills held by Zhao Jingfeng was also rapidly shrinking.

Since Zhao Jingfeng's strength broke through to the martial artist, two points of light appeared in the dantian inexplicably, one gold and one black, he became very difficult on the path of cultivation, although the speed of his absorption of heaven and earth aura was more than ten times higher than before, but the aura that was really absorbed by him was only a pitiful one percent, although the speed of absorbing the aura in the demon pill was a few points faster than before, but the consumption of the demon pill was not something that Zhao Jingfeng could bear.

The few first-order demon pills pinched in his hand were absorbed by Zhao Jingfeng in only one hour, and then, Zhao Jingfeng continued to take out several first-order demon pills from the storage belt to continue cultivating, but fortunately, there were still hundreds of first- and second-order demon pills in his storage belt, although they were not much, but at least they could maintain his cultivation needs for a few days, and in the storage belt given to him by his father, there were more than a dozen third-order demon pills, and there were also two fourth-order demon pills.

The next day, when the sun in the sky had already risen high in the sky, Zhao Jingfeng woke up from his cultivation state, and this night, he used another forty or fifty demon pills for cultivation alone.

"Alas......" Feeling the demon pill in his storage belt that was rapidly decreasing, Zhao Jingfeng let out a long sigh, his face was full of helplessness, the two points of light in the dantian, one gold and one black, really brought him endless distress.

After calming down, Zhao Jingfeng left the room, left the restaurant directly, and strolled on the street outside.

The morning air is very clear, and the fiery red sun in the sky has not yet emitted a hot temperature, and the warm sunlight shining on the body gives people a very comfortable feeling. On the streets, however, there are a lot of hurried casual repairs, and from time to time there are pairs of vendors slowly passing through the streets.

Zhao Jingfeng came directly to the Scattered Immortal Alliance in the center of Sang Zhi City, and Zhao Jingfeng had already thought clearly about his next move, that is, the first thing was to become a loose cultivator.

In the Soul Treasure Star, no matter which dynasty or city it is, the Scattered Immortal Alliance is established in the center of the city, and next to the Scattered Immortal Alliance, there is a money village that is not much smaller than the Scattered Immortal Alliance.

Although Sangzhi City is only a second-level Xiuzhen City, but the area is also very large, Zhao Jingfeng walked on the street for half an hour, and finally came to the most prosperous and lively street in the center of Sangzhi City, in front, a twenty meters high, a huge building stood there quietly like a deep-sea beast, it was the Scattered Immortal League.

The Scattered Immortal Alliance is very large, and the shape of the building looks more like a kind of desolate demon, and at the gate, there is an endless stream of scattered cultivators in different costumes who come in and out.

Zhao Jingfeng directly entered the Scattered Immortal Alliance, although this was his first time in this kind of place, but the process he had to go through in order to become a casual cultivator, he had already seen it clearly in the Scripture Pavilion of the Academy.

There are a lot of people in the Scattered Immortal Alliance, and the queue for casual cultivation that needs to go through the formalities inside is even more long, and the dozen or so windows in front of the counter are crowded with people, but they are all some handover tasks, and the innermost window registered as a casual cultivation is very cold.

Zhao Jingfeng came to the window to register as a casual cultivator and said, "Hello, I want to register as a casual cultivator. ”

The person in charge of registering as a casual cultivator was an old man, who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, but despite this, his face was full of red light and his old eyes were bright.

The old man glanced at Zhao Jingfeng lightly, and said in a flat tone: "If you want to register as a casual cultivator, you must have the strength of a martial artist, have you reached it?"

"I've met that standard. Zhao Jingfeng said.

The old man took a good look at Zhao Jingfeng, then directly took out a piece of paper, and asked at the same time, "What's your name." ”

"Zhao Jingfeng!" On this soul treasure star, there are many people called "Zhao Jingfeng", so Zhao Jingfeng did not hide it and reported his real name.

"How old this year. The old man continued.

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng thought for a while, and then said, "Twenty years old." "It is impossible for Zhao Jingfeng to tell his true age, because a fifteen-year-old martial artist, this is a soul treasure star, it is too rare, once this matter spreads, I am afraid that the Cold Moon Sect will find out that this "scattered cultivation Zhao Jingfeng" is himself. In Confucius and Mencius Academy, although many people know that Zhao Jingfeng is extremely talented, his real age is only known to the dean and vice president of Confucius and Mencius Academy.

And a twenty-year-old martial artist, this is relatively common in the Soul Treasure Star, and his physical development has far surpassed ordinary people since he was a child, so even if he says that he is twenty years old now, no one will doubt it, and now his appearance looks no different from that of a twenty-year-old youth.

"How strong are you? The old man said as he wrote down the paper with a pen.

"Junior martial artist. Zhao Jingfeng said.