Chapter 202: Fame

In just a few days, everyone in the cultivation world knew about Ling Feng's appointment to break the army, and Lu Jianning also heard Ling Feng's news in the Taishang Desperate Palace, and she couldn't help but set off towards the Great Qian Imperial City.

Lu Jianning traveled all the way, but in half a day, he arrived at the imperial city. She had Ling Feng in her heart, and the thought of seeing Ling Feng as soon as possible made her full of strength and not feel tired at all. I can't wait to work day and night, and shorten the original two-day time by more than half.

It's a pity that she looked down at the little Linglong next to her who was pouting and kicking the stones, and she began to smile bitterly again. She knew that Xiao Linglong was unhappy. Xiao Linglong is a child who will never grow up. Whether she is happy or not, sad or not, you can know just by looking at her face.

"Xiao Linglong, what's wrong with you?" Lu Jianning asked while holding Xiao Linglong's hand.

Xiao Linglong pouted, raised her innocent big eyes, glanced at Lu Jianning, and then touched her somewhat shriveled stomach, and said pitifully: "Xiao Ning, Xiao Linglong's stomach is so hungry." Xiao Linglong hasn't eaten fragrant and delicious food for a long time. Can you take me to eat something delicious?"

In fact, the monk's requirements for food are not high, and it is not uncommon for Bigu to spend more than ten days. It's a pity that Xiao Linglong has become accustomed to the law of eating on time, sleeping on time, and getting up on time in the Heavenly Desperate Palace.

Looking at Xiao Linglong's pitiful appearance, and looking up to see the sign of Tianxuan Restaurant, Lu Jianning nodded helplessly. Now that we have arrived in the Imperial City, there is no hurry at this time. She had already heard of the name of this Tianxuan Restaurant, and she could also inquire about Ling Feng's news by the way. "Since he's going to challenge the broken army, I think he already has some good way. ”

Thinking of Ling Feng, Lu Jianning's first impression was that he was stubborn, he had always refused to admit defeat, and he had to stick to his own approach even if he died. I don't know why, but my heart is a little sour, a little sweet, and a little lost...... It's complicated, and she can't tell what it's like.

Xiao Linglong seemed to smell something delicious, squinted her big eyes, raised her little face, shrugged her nose at Tianxuan Restaurant, and then said happily: "It's osmanthus crisp, it's so fragrant!" and then pulled Lu Jian Ning and ran inside hurriedly.

Xiao Linglong pulled Lu Jian Ning and ran into the restaurant, and saw a person flying with a mouth full of spittle, talking loudly on the side. Opposite him was a group of merchants who had come from the west to do business in the Imperial City, as well as a few idle monks.

The man was excited, one foot suddenly stepped on the stool, and his arm was waved high, and although his other foot was still on the ground, it made people feel that he would step on the table at any moment.

Xiao Linglong saw that it was interesting, so she flashed her big eyes curiously and slowly leaned towards the person. I heard the man look smug and ask the audience in front of him loudly, "Do you know how old the king of Yama is this year?"

He was opposite a middle-aged businessman in a brocade robe and said, "We all know that Shangguan Wu'an and Shangguan Xiaoqiu are geniuses, Shangguan Wu'an has been in the gods for a hundred years, and he is one hundred and twenty years old this year. That Ling Feng has become famous in recent days, and he was even named the king of Yama by the emperor. Thinking about it, even if Ling Feng is a genius, he should be more than 100 years old this year, right? Even if he is called the King of Yama, it is tempered by time, right?"

The rest of the people listened to the middle-aged man's speculation, and they all nodded in agreement. This middle-aged man's analysis is very reasonable, according to common sense, if you can enter the gods in a hundred years, you can really be regarded as young and promising. It's a pity that the man immediately laughed when he heard it: "Although your analysis is reasonable. But there's one thing you're wrong, and it's so wrong!"

When the merchant heard this, he was immediately unconvinced. He has traveled north and south for many years, and has met countless people, and he thinks that his vision is still good, so he asks back: "What am I wrong? Today, I'm going to pay for tea for people on this floor!"

When Xiao Linglong heard this, she suddenly shouted happily: "Okay, Xiao Ning, someone is going to have a treat! Quick, I want osmanthus cakes, I want ten." No, fifty!"

The man laughed and looked at Xiao Linglong again. Xiao Linglong looks very cute, just like a porcelain doll, especially the pair of eyes, bright and delicate, just like the snow-covered lake on the Tianshan Mountain, clear and quiet.

Xiao Linglong rolled her big eyes with a smile, and she suddenly asked: "Uncle, the Ling Feng you are talking about, is it the little guy who has a stinky face all day long, never talks to strangers for more than three sentences, and is also called a demon, and has no friends around him, and will see blood when he comes out of the sword?"

"Little guy?" Hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xiao Linglong's serious appearance again. He held back, but after all, he couldn't hold it back, and suddenly burst out laughing. He smiled, and the smile seemed to be contagious, and everyone else laughed along.

Isn't it funny for a ten-year-old girl to call a civilized and unparalleled swordsman in the world a little guy?

The man laughed so hard that it wasn't until the merchant across from him stared at him for a long time that he remembered that there was an innocuous bet.

"Okay, stop laughing. This girl doll is really funny. However, she told the truth. That Ling Feng was indeed just a little guy for people of my age. ”

The others were puzzled, "Oh?

"For he was twenty-three years old after the fifteenth day of the eighth month. Twenty-three years old, a young king!" As soon as he finished speaking, the others suddenly fell silent.

is also a young man, and he ascends to Tianzi Hall at dusk. A sword shook the world, and since then it has become famous! This is something that no one can envy. They were silent, not because they were shocked by Ling Feng's luck. It's because they deeply understand that life is not easy. And at the age of twenty-three, he became famous all over the world, and behind this, he carried an unimaginable heaviness.

Suddenly, the merchant sighed in a low voice and said, "If my son is still here, I'm afraid it will already be twenty-three." Twenty-three years old, it's a pity...... Can you tell me about Ling Feng? ”

The man smiled and did not speak, he looked at his teacup, which was already dry, and the fruit and dried fruit on the coffee table were almost finished. The merchant suddenly realized, and pointed at the man and smiled: "Will I still fail to pay the bill?" Then, he shouted to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, another evergreen!"

The man began to talk about Ling Feng's deeds, from the time Ling Feng arrived in the Imperial City, he killed the people of the Streamer Sword Sect, and later killed the Netherworld Army of the Sword Worship Mountain Villa with one enemy and a hundred enemies, and broke the army in a fierce battle. Then he went to the Imperial Sword Sect, ruined Chutian's wedding, and then went to the Zhang family in the West City, bathed in bloody red robes, killed hundreds of children of the Zhang family, and then defeated An Tianmen and stepped into the god period. It's incredibly impressive.

When it came to the thrilling of that battle, Xiao Linglong had already covered her mouth, and her eyes were worried. But when she heard the giant shadow of the dragon in the void, fluttering on it, Xiao Linglong was very excited, and her eyes were full of longing. seemed to be wondering, if he met Ling Feng in the future, would he be able to let him put on a show for himself.