Chapter 11: The Strange Man of the Treasure Pavilion
Feeling the surprise in the old man's tone, Jiang Fan just smiled and stopped pestering him; beside him, Lin Xu saw his face, and knew what he was thinking, so he smiled at the old man and said, "I'll wait to choose a suitable weapon, and I have to bother my seniors to guide me to the right place to choose!"
Since this old man is the guardian of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, then he must know where there are good things. It's so big, it's best to let him guide you, or you won't know when you'll be able to pick something good if you let the two of them wander around like headless flies.
Hearing this, the old man came back to his senses: "It's rude to be old and rude, and you have forgotten the way of hospitality, and I hope you will forgive me! Because this son is a cultivator, both of you can go up to the second layer to select Taoist weapons!"
Originally, in this world, it was absolutely impossible for a cultivator to bow his head to mortals, and it was even rarer for an old man to be so polite to Lin Xu.
It can be seen that this Tianbao Pavilion is really as rumored, but the store is big but does not deceive customers.
"Thank you seniors for your guidance, since that's the case, then let's go and choose!"
After Lin Xu and Jiang Fan clasped their fists and saluted, they set off and walked towards the second floor.
Along the way, many people around saw him and the two of them coming, and they didn't pay much attention to it, but when they saw them walking straight towards the second floor, everyone showed surprised expressions.
"Cultivators, are they cultivators?"
In the Great Domain World, the ratio between cultivators and mortals is extremely exaggerated, and in the entire Great Domain World, the total number of mortals is probably hundreds of times more than that of cultivators!
Therefore, on weekdays, it is very difficult to see cultivators in the mundane world, and there are two reasons for this: one is naturally because cultivators are very rare, and the other is because cultivators spend most of their time in retreat in their respective caves, so that cultivators in the world do not often move around in the mortal world.
And this is why these people would be extremely surprised when they saw Jiang Fan and the others walking towards the second floor, because they all knew that the second layer was the exclusive place for cultivators.
Hearing those discussions, Jiang Fan was still calm and his footsteps did not stop, but Lin Xu suddenly became silent, and his expression became smiling.
Sensing the change in him, Jiang Fan knew that he might have remembered some bad memories again, and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder helplessly.
"Brother Lin, don't indulge in your own sadness, be sure to be relieved!"
The voice of the young man's persuasion echoed in Lin Xu's heart.
Lin Xu pretended to be natural and nodded at Jiang Fan, signaling that he didn't have to worry, he was fine.
The two then stepped on the second-floor wooden ladder, and then came to the dusty gate, Jiang Fan was about to reach out to push the door, but was suddenly stopped by Lin Xu.
"Xiao Fan, you said, is there really a big gap between the status of mortals and cultivators?"
The young man looked back and saw that Lin Xu's eyes were a little dull, but the expression on his face looked very confused.
"You want to hear the truth?"
Jiang Fan knew that the appearance of the three Gao Yi yesterday still had an impact on Lin Xu.
Seeing Lin Xu's complicated expression and nodded, Jiang Fan was silent for a moment before he said: "There is no difference between mortals and cultivators, but in this world, the difference between them is indeed very huge! Cultivators can prolong their longevity through their own cultivation, and it is not impossible to live for a thousand years, but mortals can't, mortals are born, old, sick and die all their lives, and they can only live for a short life of a hundred years after being tempered by mortals!"
"Cultivators use spiritual energy to create dreams, vainly trying to live forever, the higher the realm, the higher the realm, the higher the realm, the level of flying to the earth, omnipotent, but this, mortals can't do it!
When Jiang Fan said this, his tone was very firm, and among them, there was a spirit of no regrets.
And these words entered Lin Xu's ears, and at the same time, they reached the bottom of his heart.
Mortals are indeed different from cultivators.
In the past, Lin Xu only thought that cultivators were only strong in force, but they had to endure a lot of time to retreat and cultivate, and where could he be so happy in the world.
But since he was beaten up by Gao Yi and understood that Gao Yi was a cultivator, deep down in his heart, he had already changed.
This time he came to Jiang Fan, he had another purpose and didn't tell Jiang Fan, that is, he wanted to cultivate, but he couldn't make up his mind, so he needed his best brother to personally help him make up his mind.
Sure enough, Jiang Fan understood what he was thinking, and he did what he wanted.
"Thank you, brother!"
Lin Xu raised his head and looked at Jiang Fan's expression as serious as he had never been.
At this moment, Jiang Fan seemed to see his long-lost self-confidence in Lin Xu, and he knew that Lin Xu had really made up his mind.
"You're welcome, just go out in a while, you can invite me to have a few more drinks!"
The young man smiled cheerfully, Xiuyi's face was very good, showing unprecedented happiness, which was the joy that Lin Xu was able to reinvigorate.
"Haha, you kid, you drink so much, you have such a big appetite, it's okay, I'll let you drink enough when the time comes, I'm afraid that if you can't drink a few glasses, you'll get drunk!"
The two burst out laughing, and immediately pushed open the door side by side and walked in.
As soon as he entered this floor, a wave of decay made Jiang Fan frown.
As far as the eye can see, the whole room is also very large and spacious, the only difference is that the layout here is extremely simple and elegant compared to the first floor.
In the pavilion, the parts that are against the walls on all four sides are lined up with weapons for sale, and the central position of the pavilion is ......
Jiang Fan and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of doubt in their eyes.
"Weapons in the world, excluding the use of shapes, are divided into two kinds, one is an attribute weapon, the other is a non-attribute weapon, in this attic, are all Taoist Xuanbing with attributes, and some are from the hands of the Xuanbing sect, since the two of you have come here, it is fate, you can choose the two of you!"
At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded from all sides, and this voice came into Lin Xu's ears, making him almost startled.
When Jiang Fanna looked at the old man sitting on a futon in the center, he was horrified to find that his eyesight seemed to be attracted by the endless abyss, so that the more he looked at the old man, the more he found that the old man's figure was looming, and in the end he was almost gone.
Shocked, Jiang Fan understood that this person's cultivation must be unfathomable, and this kind of method was no longer available to cultivators in the Gathering Spirit Realm.
"Under Jiang Fan, I've seen my seniors!"
The young man withdrew his gaze, not looking in the direction of the old man, and then bowed his head and saluted him with a fist.
Just waited for a long time, and didn't see the old man respond again, Jiang Fan put down his hand alone, turned around and was about to go with Lin Xu to choose weapons, and then leave this strange place quickly, but found that Lin Xu was staring in the direction of the old man, his eyes were demented, and he looked like he was lost and depressed, like a vegetative person, motionless.
Jiang Fan was shocked, and when he was about to reach out and pull him, he seemed to think of something, and immediately put his hand down again.
"You did it to him?"
The young man turned around, the sword in his hand had already been unsheathed, his eyes were extremely cold staring at the mysterious old man who was still in the center, and his voice was unusually cold.