Fu Qingfeng stretched out his finger and caught a fluttering snowflake.

With a light breath, the snowflakes flew into the distance.

Turning his head to look at the hot restaurant, the chef was still serving, and his table was leaning against the door to drink the cold air, I am afraid that it has not been done yet.

He simply lifted his chair, leaned against the door, and drank a pot of bitter wine.

As far as the eye can see, the market is prosperous, and there are not even beggars, which is not comparable to Huayuan City.

Jianghai City is indeed not comparable to Huayuan City.

Actually, Jianghai City does not refer to a city.

Several large cities near the sea were united, and this was the Jianghai City.

Jianghai City, as the maritime port of Wuzhou, is the economic hub of Yanzhou, where the royal capital is located, and its development and prosperity can rank second in Wuzhou, only in the cloud and fog shrine where Wuzhou Mushou Jiang Jingming is located.

The people who can come to live here are either rich or expensive, monks can be seen everywhere, and there are no less than five monks in the restaurant of Feiyun Realm.

A few children gathered around the two snowthorn trees planted in front of the shop.

This tree spreads its leaves in summer and blooms in winter, and it is very magical.

The snow thorn flower resembles an ice crystal snowflake, and it is cool next to it, and it feels warm to the touch.

It's rare to see a flower that likes to absorb cold air.

Fu Qingfeng also looked at the tree, according to Tasekka's theory, the heat should be spontaneously transmitted from high to low, this tree is good, and the opposite is true.

Sure enough, they are two different universes.

Fu Qingfeng sighed in his heart.

It's been a year since the first battle of that thunderstorm.

In the past year, he has stabilized his cultivation, created a magic weapon, cultivated his supernatural powers, and most importantly, read the information of the fire.

Take the essence and remove the dross.

Many of Tasekka's thoughts, hidden in words, serve as a trap for reason to lure people into their kingdom.

Fortunately, Fu Qingfeng was vigilant in his heart and looked at it with a sense of awe, so he naturally discovered these traps, like the theory that the Taseka civilization is advanced and other low-level civilizations should pay for the truth of Tasekka, he will definitely ignore it.

From the level of thinking, he has surpassed the primitive and barbaric thoughts of the Nine Heavens Realm, but from the level of personality, he is still the same Fu Qingfeng.

A hot-blooded young man who wants to see the wonders of the world and explore the unknown.

The children chattered, pointed to the unpretentious long sword on Fu Qingfeng's waist and said, "Big brother, why doesn't your sword have a scabbard?" ”

Fu Qingfeng smiled helplessly: "Because this sword is too proud, the ordinary scabbard can't accommodate him." ”

A few children didn't believe it, this sword was clearly a black iron sword, and there was nothing strange about it: "But your sword is obviously so ordinary." ”

Fu Qingfeng lowered his head, put the "black ordinary iron sword" on his lap, and his fingertips gently slid over the sword body, as if caressing the girl's delicate skin:

"It's not ordinary, it's just too proud, and its light only wants to shine when the people it approves of appear."

A few children let out an "oh", and said as if they didn't understand: "It means that big brother, you are very proud and don't want to use a sword, just use an ordinary sword?" ”

Fu Qingfeng laughed: "No, I am very humble, because I have read a lot of books, learned a lot of knowledge, experienced a lot of things, I love the unknown, and I am in awe of everything." ”

Children, you look at me, I look at you, as aborigines born and raised in the Nine Heavens Realm, their minds can't understand Fu Qingfeng's thoughts, but they can also vaguely feel that they contain some inexplicable thoughts:

"It's so strange, big brother must know a lot of truth after reading so many books, right? Can you say a few words and see how you say something different from what Mr. Private School said? ”

Fu Qingfeng was just about to answer, when a withered man rushed through the crowd and collapsed in front of the store.

The man was described as withered, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, dressed in a black robe, and stained with a little blood.

In the bustling city, the appearance of such a down-and-out guy is really eye-catching.

Pedestrians and doormen all cast their eyes over, and after a few discussions, they turned their heads away.

The man stretched out his finger with difficulty and pointed to the table behind Fu Qingfeng, Fu Qingfeng looked back, and it turned out that the little guy had already served the dishes.

Ignoring the man, Fu Qingfeng turned around and said to the children: "The bad guys in the world are evenly distributed, no matter where you go, if you are not smart or strong enough, you will incur danger." So, you remember that life is not an escape, but a face. ”

One of the little boys was indignant and said, "What are you talking about? He's obviously dying, and instead of saving him, you're here to teach! ”

Fu Qingfeng said with a smile: "Life is the biggest lesson, and I am telling you with examples from life." ”

Seeing that Fu Qingfeng didn't pay attention, the man's eyes flashed with coldness, and he wanted to get up and do it.

However, the pain on his body is still there, although the other party looks young, his momentum is not very compelling, and the sword on his leg is just an ordinary iron sword, but the intuition of licking blood from the head of the knife all year round inexplicably comes from the terrifying breath of death.

took out a bag of silver money from the storage ring and handed it to Fu Qingfeng: "I want to buy this table of dishes first, I'm really starving, can you give it to me first?" ”

Fu Qingfeng ignored it, but picked up a piece of beef and ate it with bitter wine.

Liu Qi's anger has almost burst his heart.

Looking at the lively restaurant, I still calmed down, and I started here, not to mention whether I could fight it, and I couldn't run away after I beat it.

The child on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled the corner of the man's clothes: "Uncle, let me take you to my father's table to eat, he is not as indifferent and ruthless as this person." ”

Looking at the full restaurant, Liu Qi wanted to order food and waited, but he burned his essence blood to activate the spell, and he had to replenish his energy quickly, otherwise it was likely to damage the foundation.

The flesh and blood withered face from burning essence and blood tried his best to squeeze out a soft smile: "Thank you, little friend, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Fuyun, and I'm here and here."

Liu Qi followed, Fu Qingfeng did not stop him, and ate silently.

"Fuyun, good name, it's really beautiful~"

"You are such a righteous child, can you tell me where your home is? I'm a righteous man, and I'll show you the art of justice in two days. ”

"Ah, this, it's on Huayang Street......"

Liu Qi's body trembled slightly, and he said excitedly: "Okay, I will definitely visit, you are a good seedling of justice, you can't be wasted, I can teach you to practice!" ”

"Really? That's great! Cultivation exercises are very expensive, and I am not talented enough, if you want, I can worship you as a teacher. ”

"Hehe, of course, as long as you have the fire of justice in your heart, you can practice, but you have to go through the test of art first."

"What test?"

"Hehe, you'll know when that day comes...... Okay, is this the Father? ”

Talking, pot-bellied, oh, bad ugliness, such a guy must not be allowed to tarnish the seedlings of art! I'll let you, dance!

Liu Qi's face was still smiling and pandering.

Fu Qingfeng ate slowly, the sword on his waist trembling slightly.

Touching the body of the sword, the black sword was completely silent.

On that withered man, there was an extremely heavy but restrained excellent evil aura.

originally thought that the other party couldn't help but make a move, and they were ready to kill him, but this angry guy actually held back.

If the other party doesn't offend him, Fu Qingfeng won't bother to deal with it, as for the little boy, he will cause trouble himself, Fu Qingfeng will not be a Bodhisattva, except for Gatling Bodhisattva, of course.

Liu Qi ate quickly, was full, and after thanking Fuyun's father, he left quickly.

The dishes in Jianghaicheng Restaurant are a little aura, there are a lot of precious materials and medicinal foods, and Liu Qi's white face is finally a lot ruddy.

When he went out, Fu Qingfeng was still slowly eating a plate of two-tailed Luhua Lingguan chicken.

Liu Qi looked at Fu Qingfeng deeply, and engraved this man who didn't take himself in his eyes into his mind.

My art, the entire Jianghai City trembles for it, even the Evil Suppression Division wants to cheer for me, how dare you ignore me!

made up his mind to kill Fu Qingfeng, Liu Qi still left quickly, the town evil division was still pursuing, this game of cat and mouse has not yet come to an end, first avoid the limelight, change your clothes, change your appearance, the performance will start again.

Fu Qingfeng finished eating and settling the bill, but the two officials of the Evil Suppression Division rushed all the way along the bloodstains.

Chen Rui stopped Fu Qingfeng: "This young man, have you ever seen an injured man with a withered face and a gloomy expression coming here?" ”

"Of course, he ate and left, that was the direction."

"Huayang Street...... Why did you go there? What happened? ”

Fu Qingfeng told the truth.

Chen Rui was furious: "Damn, I must want to kill that child's family!" ”

Holding back his anger, he bowed to Fu Qingfeng: "Thank you for your cooperation, this person is a murderous maniac, a little cultivated, ordinary yamen can't manage it, you can only rely on the evil department to arrest it, next time you see it, please report it in time." ”

Fu Qingfeng didn't agree, the next time he saw him, he and Liu Qi would die alone, and there was no report at all.

Chen Rui saw that Fu Qingfeng ignored it, and did not entangle, and called Hongye who was searching to leave.

Shrugged his shoulders, Fu Qingfeng encountered this kind of thing when he first came to this city, and there was somehow a murderous madman who wanted his own life, and he was also speechless.

Well, you have to get down to business after eating.

He came to Jianghai City, first, the economy here is developed, prosperous and prosperous, monks come and go to trade, many treasures can be seen, he alchemy and refining tools, these are indispensable, rather than going to the mountains to dig treasures to try their luck, it is better to come here to trade really.

What's more, if you dig up this lump in the mountains, it won't be fun.

The second is that although he has no money and no spirit stones, he can refine the pill refining weapon!

After inquiring about the monk trading bazaar, Fu Qingfeng handed over a string of copper coins, turned around and left.

The bartender looked at Fu Qingfeng's back strangely, come here to eat at least with silver to start, what do you call a flower when you give a copper coin as a tip?

"It's a hillbilly from the middle of nowhere......"

Fu Qingfeng didn't care what the bartender thought, and walked according to the landmark sign.

The trading bazaar is opened in the two sub-cities of Jianghai City.

It was a place where monks traded, and there were monks who set up stalls all day long.

Jianghai City has a forbidden air array, and Fu Qingfeng is not in a hurry, so he walks slowly.

The pedestrians seem to be very comfortable and comfortable, and there is no beggar on the street.

At first glance, it seems to be heaven on earth.

Fu Qingfeng knew that it was just an appearance.

The broken quilts in the alleys on the street corners are hidden in the shadows, and the screams and cries of girls can be faintly heard in the bright lights of the fun-seeking.

These dark truths are buried in the façade of prosperity, just as hard work is always a casual undertone, but it is often overlooked.

As twilight approached, the streets were lit up.

When the New Year arrives, the entire Jianghai City is very festive, and those things that are not festive are not allowed to appear in broad daylight.

The red lantern was hung high, and Fu Qingfeng passed through the city gate and came to Dongping City, a sub-city on the east side of Jianghai City.

All the way to the bazaar, all kinds of spiritual lights shine, illuminating the street market as if it were day.

Fu Qingfeng has lived for so long, it is the first time he has seen a monk's assembly and transaction, in the past in Qingyun Sect, it is not allowed to gather together and trade privately.

Why did he do this, Fu Qingfeng didn't understand it before, but now he knows.

The girl who was placed in the cage and marked the price, the baby who had just cut the frenulum was still crying in swaddling clothes, the heart beating alive, and the young bird of the sharp-horned wind eagle with its wings plucked was crying blood......

The monks around them didn't care, bargaining, as if these things were commonplace, small as mustard, and there was nothing else in their eyes except to become stronger.

In Tinder, there is a sentence that highly sums up Tasekka's purpose:

"In order to pursue the truth, you can stop at nothing."

By any means, what a terrible word.

The pursuit of success by unscrupulous means often comes much faster and more quickly than being bound by various moral and legal principles.

The disadvantage is that people fall into the illusion that they can do it if they want to, and they will do whatever it takes to distort from a firm belief to a loss of humanity.

In the Nine Heavens Realm, most of the monks regarded mortals as grass mustards, they were many and small, their lives were fragile and short, and compared to the monks who lived forever and saw for a long time, picking stars and taking the moon, they were not dimensional creatures at all.

Monks who have just started to practice will still care, but when many monks reach the Feiyun Realm, they have completely stopped treating mortals as human beings, or in other words, they regard themselves as "gods".

Slaughtering mortals to gain the resources to practice is normal in the eyes of most monks.

It is natural pleasure for anyone to kill a life that does not harm their own life, although this pleasure is sometimes numb in itself.

There is no such thing as a curse in this universe, and it is the motto of many monks to do whatever it takes to achieve power.

Fu Qingfeng watched silently, he was not an unscrupulous person, because he deeply realized that he would rather die than lose his heart.

He is not a good person, nor is he a bad person, he is a principled person, although this principle is gradually thinning as he grows stronger, but there are a few things that he has always kept in mind.

He is in awe of life, or rather, of "being" itself.

When one life ends another, it must be solemn and solemn, without excitement and excitement. Any smile that comes from this for pleasure is bound to be cursed. Those who entertain life, as long as they also have life, will eventually not be able to jump out of the cycle of being entertained.

Taseka didn't know how many civilizations had been destroyed, and finally ushered in the evil consequences, such a powerful civilization had fallen into a dead state, and Fu Qingfeng didn't think that he could escape this law.

sighed, found an open space to sit down, and Fu Qingfeng put up a sign:

"Take the alchemy and refining tools. The elixir guarantees perfect color, and the magic weapon guarantees maximum power. ”