Fantasy: I can become stronger when I hang up

"I wonder if my little friend can show the old man those purple spirit stones?"

Fei Lao asked, looking at Ye Feng with a smile in his eyes.

And Ye Feng didn't delay, and directly took out the three purple spirit stones from the storage ring, and handed them to Fei Lao.

When Fei Lao saw this, he couldn't help being taken aback, carefully took the purple spirit stone from Ye Feng's hand, and looked it up and down.

"It is indeed a purple spirit stone. It is of good color and full of spiritual power."

Fei Lao said, and returned the purple spirit stone to Ye Feng.

"Then can I apply for a single room?" A smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.

Old Fei smiled and nodded.

"Naturally."

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something again, and asked again.

"I don't know the name of the little friend yet."

"Wood Wind."

Hearing this name, Fei Lao couldn't help being taken aback.

He basically knew all the famous people in Nanjiang City, but there was no one whose surname was Mu.

It seems that the person in front of him is either from another place, or he wants to hide his identity.

But no matter what kind of person it is, the identity of someone who can take out three purple spirit stones will definitely not be simple.

Fei Lao slowly took out an iron token from the storage ring.

On the front of the token was written two large characters - "Competing Treasure".

Seeing the token, the maid next to her couldn't help but her pupils trembled, she seemed a little shocked.

After Fei Lao picked up the token, he didn't hand it to Ye Feng immediately, but raised his other hand and stretched out a finger.

I saw a red light emitting from his finger, and then he gestured at the back of the token.

"With this token, you can directly choose a single room on the third floor of my Jingbao building. There is no need to hand over the spirit stone. Please keep it safe."

Hearing this, Ye Feng couldn't help being taken aback.

Don't need to deliver the spirit stone?
Although the price of using 20 yuan of green spirit stones once is not too much for Ye Feng.

But it's best if you can use it for free.

"Thank you Fei Lao."

Ye Feng accepted the token, inquired about the specific time of the next auction, and left Jingbao Building.

And Ye Feng stepped back immediately, and the maid in the cloak couldn't help but look at Fei Lao.

"Old Fei, is it really necessary to give that guy a token?"

Fei Lao looked at the maid beside him with a smile on his face.

He naturally understood what the maid was thinking.

Owning this token is equivalent to becoming a guest of Jingbao Building, and can enter the private room on the third floor of Jingbao Building for free.

In addition, the items sent for auction can also reduce a certain commission.

For ordinary auction items, Jingbaolou usually takes [-]% of the profit, but only with this token, Jingbaolou will automatically reduce [-]% of the profit for all items sent for auction, only [-]%.

Since Zijingbaolou opened for more than 90 years, it has only given out five tokens in total.

Four of them were given to each of the four major families in Nanjiang City.

There is another one, 30 years ago, when the Holy Tomb was opened, he met a powerful monk, and after chatting with him, Lao Fei gave him a token.

But now, after 30 years, Fei Lao sent out the token again, but it was given to a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, which made her a little surprised.

But Fei Lao has his own unique opinion on this.

"There is only Mr. Liang who can take out three purple spirit stones and hand them over to us for inspection."

"Either he has a strong backer behind him and is not afraid of us snatching it at all, or he is a fool who doesn't understand how precious this purple spirit stone is."

"What kind of person do you think the child is like?"

After hearing Fei Lao's words, the maid fell silent.

"The child may be the former, or the latter."

"But if it's the former, we should curry favor and ask for a small token in exchange for friendship with them. Isn't it worth it?"

"And if it's the latter, that's okay. What we lose is only the income of twenty green spirit stones from each auction."

"But, do we lack these twenty green spirit stones in Jingbao Tower?"

After finishing speaking, the maid seemed to understand something, and raised her head to look at Lao Fei.

"What Lao Fei means is that this token is actually just a tool for making good deals?"

Old Fei smiled lightly.

"The reason why Jingbaolou can become the most first-class auction house in the entire empire is because of a pair of discerning eyes."

"We gave out a token, but we just earned less Lingshi. Even if the token we gave out was 1000 yuan, we didn't actually lose much."

"But if one of the 1000 yuan tokens can be exchanged for the friendship of a strong man, then all the 1000 yuan tokens released will be worth it."

The maid nodded, vaguely understanding something.

After leaving Jingbao Tower, Ye Feng walked straight towards a building not far from Jingbao Tower.

This place is called "Wuge", which is an independent organization that does not belong to any family.

The establishment of the Martial Pavilion was established by the casual cultivators in order to have a place in Nanjiang City for themselves, so as not to be suppressed by the four major families.

Every monk who joins the Martial Pavilion is basically a casual cultivator, with no family or sect.

They help each other and learn from each other.

The powerful loose cultivators help the weak and weak ones, giving them tips on kung fu and martial arts.

After the weak casual cultivators became stronger, they continued to help those weak martial cultivators.

Some rogue cultivators, even after joining the sect, will still retain their identity as a martial arts pavilion, and come back from time to time to help those rogue cultivators.

Because they were Loose Cultivators themselves, they understand the pain of being a Loose Cultivator, and they have also received help from the senior Loose Cultivators in the Martial Arts Pavilion, so they are also willing to return to the Martial Arts Pavilion to help the weak and weak Loose Cultivators.

Naturally, Ye Feng came here not to point out anyone, nor to be pointed out by anyone.

The reason why he came here was actually to get some benefits from whoring for nothing.

After the monk's cultivation base reaches the condensed core stage, he can awaken his supernatural powers.

However, the awakening ability requires some materials. If it is prepared now, it will probably take at least a month or so.

The Ye family does have the things needed for the awakening ability, but he has a home and can't go back now.

Rounding it up, it is now considered half a casual cultivator.

Walking into the hall of Wu Pavilion, someone immediately stared at Ye Feng.

"My fellow daoist, I don't know what is the matter of coming to my Martial Pavilion?"

Ye Feng looked at the monk who entertained him.

It was a man in his thirties, imposing, with his hands behind his back, standing a few meters away from Ye Feng and looking at Ye Feng, his cultivation was about the fifth rank of Foundation Establishment.

"Xia Mufeng is a casual cultivator from other places. I heard that there is a martial arts pavilion in Nanjiang City, so I wanted to come and visit it."

Hearing that, the man looked Ye Feng up and down, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

Ye Feng is less than 20 years old, but his cultivation has already reached the stage of congealing alchemy. This kind of strength is rare among casual cultivators!