Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 297 Foreign Land - Yan City

A foreign land, an unknown place.

With a flash of bright light, everyone who had just disappeared appeared out of thin air, including Han Fei.

"What a wonderful feeling."

When Mijietu was activated just now, Han Fei could clearly feel a huge sense of weightlessness, as if falling from a height of [-] meters.

However, his body felt as if he had entered a river, surrounded by unknown currents.

All in all, it's a pretty amazing feeling.

"Is this... a foreign land?" Han Fei looked curiously at the unfamiliar environment.

At this time, they were in a plain, but unlike the deserted place just now, this place was full of vitality.

The green grass is green and verdant.

Not far away, a tall city wall stands tall, its stalwart, its magnificence, is really jaw-dropping.

Except for Han Fei, no one showed any special expressions, because this was their hometown.

Suddenly, Wang Ze said loudly: "Send the things back now, remember to make good records, and there must be no mistakes."

"Yes!"

Afterwards, everyone left one after another.

On the plain, only Han Fei and Wang Ze remained.

"Mr. Han, my things..."

Wang Ze's tone was excited, his eyes were fiery, and his trembling hands reflected his mood at this time.

"Old Wang, you haven't given me anything yet."

Han Fei cast a glance, and then said in a neutral tone that he is not one to suffer.

"exactly."

Wang Ze slapped his head, suddenly realized and said:
"Look at my memory, I almost forgot."

After speaking, he took out two things from his pocket, a book and a black and gold token.

"Mr. Han, this is the information you want. As for this token, to a certain extent, you can call people from the Immortal Pavilion branch."

"You are refreshing, and I am refreshing too."

Han Fei took the two things over, and then took out a cyan jade bottle from his cuff.

This is what he got in the underground palace, which is the legendary medicine of longevity.

"This, this is... the magic medicine of longevity?"

Wang Ze took the jade bottle tremblingly, feeling a little unbelievable that he really got it.

Even though he tried his best to conceal it, the unspeakable joy on his face still told his mood at the moment.

Excitement, joy, ecstasy, curiosity, shock, all kinds of expressions appeared on Wang Ze's face at the same time.

At this moment, he felt that he was a man favored by heaven, the son of destiny, destined to live the same life as heaven.

Seeing this, although Han Fei couldn't bear to disturb him, he still reminded: "Old Wang, you should be aware of the side effects of this longevity medicine."

"Clear, clear." Wang Ze nodded.

Having been in Datang for so many years, he knows the information about the longevity medicine like the palm of his hand.

After using the longevity medicine, his appearance will be completely ruined, and he needs to suck the blood of a woman every month to survive.

But... these are not important!
Compared with longevity, this price is too light, so light that it can be ignored.

He was an old man on the verge of death, and the skin on his face was already as rough as a dead tree, so it didn't matter to him that his appearance was ruined.

After all, it wasn't pretty in the first place.

As for sucking blood, it's even simpler. Drinking some blood can make you live longer, and it may make countless people squeeze their heads.

So, it's a good thing...a big good thing!

Seeing this situation, Han Fei didn't say anything more. Everyone has their own choice, as long as they don't regret it.

Then, he cupped his hands: "Old Wang, since that's the case, let's say goodbye here."

"The mountains are high and the waters are long, see you by fate."

After speaking, Han Fei walked towards the city gate.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ze stopped him directly: "Mr. Han, please wait a moment!"

"What's wrong?" Han Fei was a little puzzled.

I saw that Wang Ze warned solemnly:
"Mr. Han, although you are rare in the Tang Dynasty, you are not the best in a foreign land, so please be careful."

"understood."

Han Fei waved his hand, then turned and left.

Wang Ze's words seemed to be kind warnings, but they were actually warning him not to cause trouble, as he would easily lose his life.

The purpose is also very simple, because Han Fei was brought by him, and he will not feel better after the Dongchuang incident.

That's why... that's why I said this.

However, if Han Fei didn't cause trouble, it would be the sun coming out from the west...

Soon, Han Fei came to the city gate.

When he arrived here, he realized that the city wall was more majestic and magnificent than he thought, it was simply breathtaking.

Every stone on the city wall is embedded by a huge boulder as tall as a person, soaring into the sky, with no end in sight.

This alone can make those who come to attack the city feel unparalleled despair.

Both sides of the city gate were full of guards. They were not wearing military armor or strong clothes, but white brocade clothes.

He didn't look like a soldier guarding the city, but a knight-errant, or a son of a family.

Not only that, even the weapons they held in their hands were quite gorgeous, and could even be described as extraordinary.

It was cold and sharp.

In short, it is not the state that ordinary people should have.

This made Han Fei very curious, what kind of people would use these people in front of them to defend the city?

Approaching the gate of the city, looking up, there are two big words, written in writing - Yancheng.

"Yancheng, that's a good name."

As the first stop here for the first time, Han Fei was full of excitement and couldn't help saying loudly:
"Here...is a new starting point, and it is also the first stop for me to become famous all over the world."

"Yancheng, I, Han Fei, are here!"

His voice was turbulent, his expression was excited, and endless arrogance emerged from his body.

However, the defenders of the city were not happy.

"What the hell are you screaming?!"

"Ah I?"

Han Fei pointed at himself in disbelief, then turned his head to look around.

"Whatever you look at, it's you."

A man in white clothes stepped forward and said: "If you want to enter the city, enter the city, if you don't enter the city, go out, don't be here screaming!"

"It's a new starting point, and you're famous all over the world. I don't think you've ever been beaten. Do you want to go to jail?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to the city, I'm going in now." Han Fei's face was full of embarrassment.

It was the first time I came here to fill a cup, but I encountered Waterloo unexpectedly. It was a shame to throw it at my grandma's house.

"Humph!"

Hearing that he subdued, the man in white snorted coldly, and then returned to his previous post.

Afterwards, Han Fei walked in quickly.

The first thing that catches the eye is a society full of ancient atmosphere and various quaint houses.

Compared with the Tang Dynasty, the prosperity here is the same, the clothes of the people are quite similar, and even the characters seem to be the same.

If Han Fei didn't know that Datang didn't have a city named Yancheng, he might have thought that he hadn't left.

When he came to a new place, the first thing he needed was an address, so he searched for it on the street.

Finally, I found an inn.

After entering, Han Fei found that the currency here also matched that of Datang, mainly gold or silver.

This made him heave a sigh of relief, at least he didn't have to spend any more money, the money in the system backpack was enough for a long time.

So, he asked for an upper room, a large table of delicious food, and a pot of steaming hot water.

After eating, it was already dark, and Han Fei took a hot bath so beautifully that he could wash away the fatigue of the day.

An hour later, he got up and pushed open the window, looking at the boundless starry sky, the pride in his heart revived.

"Foreign Land, I, Han Fei, are here!"

"What's the name of the ghost at night?! You don't want people to sleep, do you believe that I will go there with a knife?"

Hearing Han Fei's rhetoric, the irritable brother next to him was very supportive and planned to sponsor him for a few stab wounds.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I interrupted your rest, I'm sorry, big brother."

"move slowly!"

Oh shit……

(End of this chapter)