Wanbao Court.

The three Feng Wuchen who left the ring had come to the Wanbao Pavilion of Wushuang City at this time.

Wanbao Pavilion, as the name suggests, has countless treasures, martial arts, exercises, weapons, pills, materials, etc., which is also the most lively place in Wushuang City.

"Third Young Master, what do you want to buy?" Entering the Wanbao Pavilion, Xiaolan asked curiously.

Feng Wuchen said: "Colorful spiritual liquid." ”

"Colorful spiritual liquid, don't we have it in our Feng family?" Xiao Lan asked suspiciously, do you still buy it at home?

Thinking back to Feng Wuchen's rejection of Elder Su before, Xiao Lan was already very puzzled, and now that she came to buy the colorful spiritual liquid, Xiao Lan had already concluded that Feng Wuchen was terminally ill.

Lin You didn't care, he was still wondering why Feng Wuchen rejected Elder Su, and his mind was not on the spiritual liquid.

"Secret, you can't tell my father and mother, understand?" Feng Wuchen said in a low voice, his voice was a little cold, and Xiao Lan nodded again and again.

Today's Wanbao Pavilion is a little deserted, because the flow of people has gone to the ring.

"Isn't this Young Master Feng? Entering the Wanbao Pavilion, a middle-aged man immediately greeted him, he was Zhang Han, the steward of the Wanbao Pavilion.

It's not unusual to see Lin You, but it's rare to see the wind and dust.

Wind and dust is still the first time to come back to Wanbao Pavilion.

"Young Master Feng, isn't it Tianyan Academy's enrollment today?Why did you come to Wanbao Pavilion? Oh, by the way, I forgot that Young Master Feng has awakened the second-grade martial soul and is not qualified to enter Tianyan Academy. Zhang Han smiled, seemingly polite, but there was mockery in his words.

"Shut your stinky mouth!Otherwise I'll tear your mouth apart!" Lin Yousen said coldly, his fierce eyes making Zhang Han tremble.

Zhang Han was just the steward of Wanbao Pavilion, he didn't dare to provoke Lin You.

"I'm going to buy ten bottles of colorful elixir, you go and prepare them for me. Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, but he didn't mean to care.

"Colorful Spiritual Liquid, Isn't Elder Feng able to refine it? The Feng family's shops are all for sale, and Young Master Feng still buys it?" Zhang Han looked at Feng Wuchen with a surprised face, could it be that there was a lot of money and no place to spend it?

"If you want to go, you can go, where is so much nonsense!" Lin You scolded again.

"Yes, yes, yes! Zhang Han nodded again and again.

"Lin You, Elder Su is probably going back this time, you can go back. Looking at Lin You, the wind is dustless.

"Brother Feng, can you tell me why you didn't go to Tianyan Academy?" Lin You asked seriously.

"You're stupid, I'm a second-grade martial spirit, didn't I give them a joke when I went? I can't afford to lose this face, besides, Mo Ling'er is also in the academy, what am I going to do there?" Feng Wuchen smiled indifferently.

patted Lin You's shoulder, Feng Wuchen said: "You have a good talent, work hard, don't embarrass your father." ”

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I will definitely work hard! Brother Feng take care. Lin You nodded firmly, and after asking the reason, Lin You left.

Bidding farewell to Lin You, Feng Wuchen was also a little reluctant in his heart.

"Young Master Feng, the colorful spiritual liquid you want, ten bottles. Soon Zhang Han came out with ten bottles of colorful spiritual liquid.

At first, he was very polite, but seeing that Lin You was not there, his attitude instantly changed three hundred and sixty degrees.

Feng Wuchen just reached out to take it, but Zhang Han shifted it and sneered: "Young Master Feng, you haven't given the money yet, a bottle of colorful spiritual liquid is three hundred gold coins." ”

"What? Three hundred gold coins, you might as well grab it!" Xiao Lan immediately scolded angrily when she heard this.

The Colorful Spiritual Liquid is not a precious spiritual liquid, but it is just to increase the cultivation speed of cultivators in the Body Refining Realm, and one bottle is only a hundred gold coins.

Zhang Han is deliberately making things difficult and dust-free.

"The price of the colorful spiritual liquid has risen recently, a bottle of three hundred gold coins, love it or not, anyway, you have a lot of Feng family, it is the same whether you sell it to you or not. Zhang Han sneered playfully.

Xiao Lan just wanted to reprimand angrily, but was stopped by Feng Wuchen, and said indifferently: "There are more than twenty bottles of colorful spiritual liquid, you take me to see the weapon first." ”

"I don't know what weapon Young Master Feng wants, the weapons of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion are very expensive. Zhang Han asked while leading the way, with a bad attitude, and he didn't treat Feng Wuchen as a guest at all.

Feng Wuchen said indifferently: "Let's take a look first." ”

"When did the third young master become so good-tempered?" Xiao Lan said in shock, always feeling that Feng Wuchen was strange and a little mysterious today.

With Feng Wuchen's previous temper, he would have beaten people a long time ago, and he would never bear it.

In the weapon room, there are all kinds of weapons, and the other room next to it is a magic weapon, and there are all kinds of magic weapons.

There are also grades of magic weapons, from low to high: magic weapons, treasure weapons, spiritual weapons, immortal weapons, and artifacts, each of which is divided into: lower grade, middle grade, and high grade.

In the Wanbao Pavilion, although there are many weapons and magic weapons, after all, it is a small city shop, and the weapons and magic weapons are all magic weapons.

Treasures and spiritual weapons are only available in powerful cities and sects, and like martial arts, the more powerful the magic weapon is, the more precious and rare it is.

Feng Wuchen glanced at it and said secretly: "Ordinary weapons are made of fine iron, I hope to find a weapon made of dark iron." ”

Feng Wuchen's gaze finally fell on a hammer and said, "I want this." ”

"Three thousand gold coins. Zhang Han offered a price without looking at it.

"You deliberately raised the price! The inferior magic weapons are all 1,000 gold coins! Third Young Master, he deliberately made things difficult for us. Xiaolan was so angry that her cheeks bulged, and she couldn't wait to slap Zhang Han on the wall!

"What's the matter? It's just a waste of a second-grade martial spirit, and the price of weapons has also risen! Don't just get out!" Zhang Han spread his hands and sneered, looking extremely unbeaten.

Feng Wuchen ignored it and smiled at Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, I'll take you to Guanbao, just say what you like." ”

In the magic weapon room, Feng Wuchen casually chose a storage ring, because the storage ring is very precious, Zhang Han's opening price is 10,000 gold coins.

The wind is dustless and does not bargain, and continues to choose things.

Time passed, half an hour later, Feng Wuchen selected dozens of treasures, and the more he picked, the more expensive he became, like a nouveau riche, rich and rich, and completely regarded money as dung.

Dozens of treasures add up, according to Zhang Hankai's price, at least more than 100,000 gold coins.

Feng Wuchen bought so many things at once, Xiaolan was extremely worried, it was more than 100,000 gold coins, not to mention that Feng Wuchen didn't have so many gold coins, even if it was the Feng family, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get it out in a short time, right?

"Young Master Feng, have you finished your selection? These treasures add up to a total of 137,000 gold coins, and the things you buy, Wanbao Pavilion never returns them, this is the rule! If you can't get the money, you don't want to get out of Wanbao Pavilion! It's useless if your father comes!" Zhang Han smiled and clapped his hands, and more than a dozen big men rushed out of Wanbao Pavilion soon.

Although there are four major families in Wushuang City, the Wanbao Pavilion should not be underestimated, and the master of the Wanbao Pavilion is also a first-grade alchemist!

If not, give Zhang Han a hundred dares, and he would not dare to be arrogant in front of Feng Wuchen.

"It turned out to be the waste of the Feng family, what's the matter?

"If you buy so many things, you can't pay for them, Lao Tzu will break one of your legs!" shouted another big man angrily, ugly, vicious, and extremely scary.

"Young Master, what should I do?" Xiaolan turned pale with fright and trembled.

The big man in front of him, any person can beat the wind and dust down, not to mention that there are more than a dozen of them.

"Zhang Han, if you kneel down and kowtow to me now, and learn to bark again, I may be able to save your life. Feng Wuchen said indifferently, without the slightest panic.

"Save me?" haha!" Zhang Han was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Feng Wuchen, if you kneel down and kowtow to me, and then learn to bark, I may be able to return it to you! ”

"Your cultivation hasn't improved in the slightest for half a year, I'm right, right? The fire attribute exercises you cultivate, no matter how you cultivate, your true qi will collapse and you can't absorb it, isn't that?" Feng Wuchen sneered, as if he had seen through everything about Zhang Han at a glance.

"You...... How do you know?" Zhang Han's eyes widened in shock.

Only he knows about this matter, and he never tells it to others, others don't know at all, but Feng Wuchen can tell it in one word.

"In order to break through the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm, you took the Qi Enhancement Pill to forcibly break through, causing you to go mad and fall into demons, leaving the root of the disease, every time you cultivate now, you will feel extremely painful all over your body, am I right?" Feng Wuchen then sneered.

"Impossible! You can't know! I never said this, the pavilion master doesn't know, how can you know?" Zhang Han looked at Feng Wuchen in horror.

More than a dozen big men looked at each other in shock, could it be that what Feng Wuchen said was true?

"How would the young master know?" Xiao Lan looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.

Looking at the frightened Zhang Han, Feng Wuchen sneered: "You are dying, two months at most, the more you cultivate, the sooner you will die, even if you tell the master of the Wanbao Pavilion, he will not be able to save you!

"Can you save me?" asked Zhang Han in a panic, and it could be seen from his panicked expression that what Feng Wuchen said was true.

"It's a pity that I've already given you a chance, but you didn't know it yourself. Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Young Master Feng, I was wrong! Give me another chance, please! I don't want to die yet!" Zhang Han knelt down and kowtowed in horror.

"What nonsense!" At this moment, an old and somewhat majestic voice sounded.

"Pavilion Master!" Zhang Han and more than a dozen big men greeted respectfully.

"Don't you hurry up?" the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion shouted angrily at Zhang Han: "Do you believe a waste's words? What did he do to save you? Stupid!"

The person who came was none other than Yu Wanxiong, the master of Wanbao Pavilion, an old man, a first-class alchemist of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Steward Zhang, this stinky boy must be teasing you!" said a big man, who also didn't believe that a waste could save Zhang Han.

"Wind is dustless!You dare to play with me!" Zhang Han was furious when he heard this.

"Feng Wuchen, for the sake of your father and Feng Qianyang, put things down, hurry up! Wanbao Pavilion does not welcome you! This is not a place for you to go wild!" Yu Wanxiong scolded at Feng Wuchen, and a strong momentum erupted.

"Hmph, don't regret it, Zhang Han, you kneel down and kowtow now to learn how to bark, and I will give you a chance." Feng Wuchen sneered, not frightened by Yu Wanxiong's momentum at all, and didn't take Yu Wanxiong seriously at all.