A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, and with a big wave of his hand, he was about to pocket the Qilin Armor with seven apertures.

"Mr. Jiang, did you forget something?"

Seeing this scene, Mr. Su Susu immediately raised his hand to stop him.

"Give you."

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Chen directly threw the phoenix token in his hand to the opponent.

After taking the phoenix token and looking it over, Mr. Su Susu directly handed the Qilin armor to Jiang Chen.

Then he said: "The transaction is completed."

"If Mr. Jiang still has good things in the future, they can come to our Qixiang Pavilion to trade."

"Our Qixiang Pavilion never refuses guests."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen shook his head and said, "Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine gold coins are needed to open the gate of Qixian Pavilion once."

"This price is very discouraging."

As soon as these words came out, Elder Su Susu immediately threw a token to Jiang Chen.

The token is very simple, made of a piece of ancient wood, with a big ink pen written on the top.

Fairy.

The fairy of Qixiang Pavilion!
"If Mr. Jiang has something good in the future, he can come to Qixiang Pavilion to trade it."

"If the guy guarding the gate is blocking it, just show him this thing, and he will let it go."

After Su Susu said this, he turned and left.

The phoenix character token was naturally taken away by him.

After receiving the Qixian Pavilion token, Jiang Chen cupped his hands and said to the back of Su Susu, "Thank you."

Immediately, with a big wave of his hand, he directly brought the Qilin Armor into the training space.

"Mr. Jiang, there is something I don't understand."

The old man surnamed Qi, who had been silent since old Su Susu came, spoke to Jiang Chen at this moment.

"Mr. Qi, but it's okay to say."

Jiang Chen who accepted the Qilin armor with seven apertures looked at this extremely old man with a smile on his face.

The latter thought for a moment and asked: "The old man wants to know how the ancient Feng clan has disappeared in China for thousands of years, how Mr. Jiang got such a treasure."

"If Mr. Jiang has something difficult to say, or if he doesn't want to tell the old man, then just pretend that the old man didn't ask these questions."

Jiang Chen looked at the old man surnamed Qi, said with a smile: "Mr. Qi doesn't have to be like this."

"I got this phoenix token by accident. It's useless in my hands anyway, so I came to Qixian Pavilion to exchange for a life-saving treasure."

Seeing that Jiang Chen was still unwilling to tell the truth, the old man surnamed Qi stopped pressing him.

After all, he knew that the young man in front of him had entered the eyes of Su Su, one of the twelve elders.

Although he and Su Su are both the twelve elders of Qixian Pavilion, there is a huge gap with the latter in terms of strength or status.

The purpose of Jiang Chen's trip this time was the Qilin Armor with seven apertures. After collecting the Qilin Armor with seven apertures this time, he got up and left.

When he pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, his figure reappeared in a misty space.

The ghostly figure from before quietly appeared beside him.

"Please leave quickly."

The ghostly figure made a sound from its mouth.

Jiang Chen casually glanced at it, and said lightly, "When did Qi Xiange still have the habit of chasing people away?"

While speaking, he took out the token of Qixiang Pavilion that Su Susu gave to him.

When that ghostly figure saw the token of Qixian Pavilion in Jiang Chen's hand, his whole body trembled involuntarily.

The figure began to tremble, showing faint signs of collapsing.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen put away the token of Qi Xiange, and said slowly: "I know what the hell you are, even if you die, there is no way to leave here."

"Surely a poor man."

After saying these words, Jiang Chen took a step forward, and the surrounding scene disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, his figure appeared in the streets and alleys at the beginning.

He looked around, and then sighed, "Qi Xiange is a ghostly place."

"People outside want to go in, and people inside want to come out."

"Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned."

Jiang Chen stepped forward, his figure dissipated again, and then appeared at a sparsely populated street.

"Scholars of my generation should be full of poetry and books."

At this moment, in a dilapidated house, a Confucian student in patched clothes slowly pushed the door out, holding a book in his hand.

He was watching with great interest at the moment, and didn't notice Jiang Chen's existence at all.

Jiang Chen was taken aback when he saw this person, then he took a few steps forward and came to his side.

"Boom."

Scholars who only know how to read with a book in their hands are seeing the wonderful things, and they didn't notice Jiang Chen's body at all.

Immediately, he slammed into the latter's body head-on.

People turn their backs.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry."

The scholar just realized it at this moment, stood up quickly, patted the dust off his body, and kept saying sorry to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen quietly looked at the scholar in front of him, and slowly said: "Other scholars read the books of sages, but you."

Jiang Chen picked up the book that fell on the ground.

Seeing this, the scholar hurriedly stopped him, but his speed was obviously not as fast as Jiang Chen's.

When Jiang Chen picked up the book, the book cover fell to the ground in an instant, and a few large characters were exposed above it.

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"Clap."

The scholar snatched the book and hurriedly wrapped the book leather, with anger already on his face.

"Scholars read books, so they read these books."

Jiang Chen looked at the scholar who became angry from embarrassment, and smiled faintly.

The latter said angrily, "Who are you!"

"Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, and announced his name.

Then he opened his mouth again and said, "I know your name is Song Yushu. You live in Poci Lane. You have no father or mother since you were a child. You have been able to survive until now, relying solely on the help of your neighbors."

Jiang Chen blurted out the family of the scholar in front of him.

The scholar who was about to get angry instantly froze in place, staring at Jiang Chen with wide eyes.

Unbelievable face.

"How did you know!"

He was very puzzled, he had always been a secluded person, and no one knew his name except his classmates and his teacher who had died.

Even the neighbors around him would only call him, dog.

Jiang Chen smiled without saying a word, just pointing to the dilapidated house he walked out of earlier.

He said lightly, "Because I can count by pinching my fingers."

In fact, Jiang Chen didn't know the so-called magical arithmetic, the reason why he knew the name and life experience of the scholar in front of him was only because he had met the latter in his previous life.

It can be said that when I came to this Moxiang City, the first person I met was this scholar named Song Yushu in front of me.

At that time, although he and Song Yushu were fighting or scolding, their relationship was very good.

It can even be said that Song Yushu was one of the few friends he had in the previous life.

"You can pull it down."

Song Yushu curled his lips when he heard this, his face full of disdain.

Although he is a student of Confucianism, he doesn't believe in the so-called magic tricks.

In his view, those so-called magic calculations are nothing more than tricks to deceive people.

Can't be true.