the only savior

Chapter 816
The first floor of Tianbao Pavilion is very large, and Jing Heng and his guard Wang Fei reluctantly walked through it after browsing for nearly an hour.

After walking, the Duke Feng of the Dafu Dynasty only had a feeling of being deeply shocked.

Lingshi, precious jade, medicinal materials, etc., if you take any of these natural and earthly treasures outside, it may cause a sensational auction in the city.

However, such things are nothing more than ordinary commodities in Tianbao Pavilion, and can only be placed in the bottommost area.

Moreover, these so-called natural treasures are also the cheapest ones here.

In the first floor, besides those treasures, there are quite a few fairy family spirit talismans, all from the hands of real immortal cultivators, each of which contains incredible power.

When he saw these things, the Duke Feng couldn't help being tempted, such as the "Yanghuo Talisman".

According to the introduction, even mortals without mana can use it directly.

After use, it can even inspire fairy fire to kill evil spirits.

This made Jing Heng, who knew the inside story of the monster, yearn for it.

After all, no one would dislike his own life, let alone a prince like him.

If you can buy this Linglu, it is equivalent to having an extra amulet.

Even if one day your luck is bad and you meet those monsters, you don't have to just close your eyes and wait for death.

It's just that these spirit scrolls are all consumables, and each of them is expensive. Even a prince like him couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw it.

Jing Heng decided that he should not be impulsive. His goal is not the first floor, but the upper floors.

In addition, there are also many martial arts cheats on the first floor.

Although these cheats are not cultivation techniques for cultivating immortals, they are top-notch skills in the world. This can be seen from the expression of Wang Fei, the guard at the side.

From the moment he saw those cheat books, Wang Fei looked out of his mind, and his eyes swept over each book of martial arts cheat books.

If he didn't know where this place is and still had the last trace of rationality in his heart, Jing Heng felt that he might want to rush directly to snatch it.

It was also later that he also learned from the other party that the secret books placed here were all well-known exercises in the world.

Some have even been lost for a long time, as long as you get it, you can basically get a place on the top of the list.

No matter which one of these exercises it is, as long as it shows up in the Jianghu, it will definitely be a bloody storm, making countless people crazy about it.

"Tianbao Pavilion, as expected of the Immortal Daoist Hall, with heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and spiritual talisman skills, it is really amazing..."

Jing Heng secretly sighed.

After living for so long, he felt an eye-opening feeling today.

It's like an old farmer living in the countryside, and it's the first time he enters a big city, and he just feels like a bumpkin who has never seen the world.

"Wang Fei, just wait here. I'll go to the second floor to see what better treasures there are in Tianbao Pavilion..."

Jing Heng gave instructions to the guards beside him, but his eyes had already turned to the stairs not far away.

The latter nodded subconsciously, his attention was already attracted by those secret exercises, and he couldn't even take care of his master for a while.

"Hmph, short-sighted..."

Glancing at his guard, Jing Heng cursed inwardly with disdain, and then walked straight to the second floor of Tianbao Pavilion.

As a majestic prince, he is not as short-sighted as this guard. Just a mortal's martial arts makes him fascinated.

His goal is the real cultivation method, which can make him become a fairy like those immortals.

At this moment, at the entrance of the corridor leading to the second floor of Tianbao Pavilion, there are several luxuriously dressed people hesitating there.

Like him, these people are more curious about the things on the second floor after seeing the products on the first floor.

It's just that compared to the first floor, the ticket price for the second floor is ten times that.

Even in a place like Hanyue City, ten times the price is enough to discourage a large number of wealthy people.

You must know that this is just a ticket. The ticket alone is so expensive, so what about the products inside?
Instead of spending so much money just to have an eye-satisfaction, it is better to buy a treasure in the lower floor, at least you can use it yourself.

After all, the items on the first floor are about the same price, and if many people can buy one, it is already good.

"Brother Wang, how long has it been since Brother Chen went up? Why hasn't he come down yet? Could it be that the things on the second floor are really so attractive, making him linger so much?"

At the stairway, a fat middle-aged man said.

"Hehe, Brother Du, your question is really superfluous. Even if you and I have stayed on this floor for so long, Brother Chen spent even longer on the second floor. What is so strange? Could it be that the second floor Can the baby be worse than the one on the first floor?"

Another man wearing a money leather jacket said.

"Hehe, Brother Wang was joking... I'm just curious about what's on there. When Brother Chen comes down, I can ask him about it..."

"That is, the tickets on the second floor are very valuable. If there is nothing we need in it, then there is no need to waste money. It is better to buy some useful ones below."

"..."

The conversations of several people came to Jing Heng's ears one after another, and the latter couldn't help laughing when he heard the words.

"These shameless people don't have anything they need. It's just that they have too little money and can't afford it."

He thought so, but he didn't stop on his feet, and went straight to the corridor leading to the second floor.

"This guest, if he wants to enter the second floor of Tianbao Pavilion, he needs to pay 1000 taels of silver, or a low-grade spirit stone, and he can also enter it."

In front of the door, a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes said to him.

Jing Heng had known about this price for a long time, so he was not surprised at the moment, but he was a little surprised by the latter payment method mentioned by the middle-aged man in Huafu.

"Lingshi? What is Lingshi? Can it also be used as currency?"

"Yes, guest. Spiritual stones are natural materials and earthly treasures conceived by gathering the aura of heaven and earth. They are necessary for the cultivation of immortals. They can also be used as currency for transactions between monks. A low-grade spiritual stone is here The pavilion can be used to deduct 1000 taels of silver..."

The middle-aged man in Huafu seemed to have said it many times, and he introduced the function of one side of the spirit stone very skillfully.

Jing Heng nodded, his mind was like this, and he immediately understood the key to this.

"In this way, it makes sense. Presumably, if I plan to enter the high-level of Tianbao Pavilion, the silver is naturally not enough. I'm afraid I will need to use this spirit stone...?"

The Washington man nodded.

Jing Heng said again:
"Then I just heard from your Excellency that a low-grade spirit stone can be worth 1000 taels of silver. There should be middle-grade or high-grade spirit stones, right? I wonder how much these grade stones can be deducted? If I want to If so, where do I find it?"

Hearing this, several merchants around also pricked up their ears and focused their attention here.

They are also very curious about this question.

At this time, the man in Chinese clothes became a little impatient.

As a master of the Tianbang, he is very uncomfortable when he walks around the rivers and lakes on weekdays. How can he be willing to introduce these things in detail like now?
In his opinion, these people in front of him are all mortals who don't even know martial arts, they only have two coins at most, they are all physically weak, and they want to cultivate immortality, it's just a dream.

And to put it bluntly, just relying on them, so what if I said it in detail?Could it be that they really have a chance to come into contact with the Lingshi?

Even myself, an outer disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, has never owned a spirit stone in a serious way until now, so how could they mortals have the chance to get it.

Therefore, the man in Washington was very impatient with Jing Heng's series of questions, and even had the urge to let them go.

But when he thought about his current identity, he knew that he could no longer be as casual as before, so he could only suppress his temper and said:
"One hundred low-grade spirit stones can be counted as one middle-grade spirit stone, one hundred middle-grade spirit stones are one top-grade spirit stone, and one hundred top-grade spirit stones are counted as one top-grade spirit stone. However, spirit stones can only be used to offset prices, and this pavilion does not Provide exchange services. If you need spirit stones, you can find them yourself."

Following his answer, Jing Heng also had a general understanding in his mind.

However, he also sensed his impatience from the expression and tone of the other party.

As the uncle of the present sage and the prince of the Dafu Dynasty, how could he have been so angry, he snorted coldly in his heart, but secretly remembered this person.

On the side, the man in Chinese clothes suddenly frowned, and looked at him like lightning.

After the sound of "clang", a flashing cold sword was placed on the latter's neck.

"You want to kill me?"

The man in Chinese clothes asked in a cold tone.

Jing Heng was terrified in his heart, and his hair stood on end. The sword's edge so close at hand gave him the illusion that his neck had been cut.

It never occurred to him that the person in front of him had such a keen sense of perception, that he would be able to detect him just when he had a slight killing intent.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being a master of the heaven list!"

Jing Heng was shocked.

When Wang Fei was introducing him just now, he seemed to have an impression that this person seemed to be called "Wu Ruo Guan Huo" Murong Yuan, and he should be a swordsman ranked No. 20 and [-] on the Tianbang.

"Is this the way of hospitality in Tianbao Pavilion?"

Jing Heng pretended to be calm, but he was extremely nervous inside.

"Hmph, jumping beam clown."

When Murong Yuan sensed the change in the other party's attitude, he snorted coldly and put his sword back into its sheath.

Seeing this, Jing Heng couldn't help being furious, and the killing intent in his heart surged like a huge wave. After he decided to go back, he would definitely try his best to kill this person.

"court death!!"

Murong Yuan's face suddenly became colder, the sword in his hand came out of his body in shock, a flash of sword light flashed, and went straight to Jing Heng's neck.

Although Jing Heng is a prince and knows some skills of a three-legged cat, but compared to Murong Yuan in front of him, he can only be regarded as an ordinary person.

At this moment, facing the opponent's attack, he didn't have time to react at all. He only felt that the flashing cold sword had already approached him in a blink of an eye.

However, in the next second, the sword that was attacking at high speed suddenly stopped in mid-air, and stopped at a very short distance.

"Dengdengdeng!"

A series of footsteps came, and it turned out that Jing Heng reacted belatedly and took several steps backwards before stopping.

"you……"

He recalled the moment of life and death just now, his face changed suddenly.

However, before he could speak, his throat was blocked again.

Because Murong Yuan who was opposite him was very weird, looking behind him with a look full of horror.

Jing Heng felt a chill behind his back, and subconsciously wanted to turn around to check.

However, his movement was restricted.

It should have been a simple turn around, but it couldn't be done at this moment.

He could only reluctantly turn his head away, unable to move freely from the neck down.

"how so!"

He was terrified in his heart, facing this strange situation, he couldn't help but panic.

However, Jing Heng is also the Duke of the Dafu Dynasty, and his intelligence and courage are quite extraordinary. He quickly suppressed the panic in his heart, and slowly turned his head behind him.

Immediately afterwards, at the edge of his field of vision, he saw a big black dog crouching on a rockery not far away. Those yellow eyes stared at it coldly, and just one glance gave people goosebumps. .

"Hei, Lord Hei..."

Murong Yuan spoke, looking extremely nervous.

The big black dog didn't move, just watching here quietly.

"Hey~"

At this time, two crisp calls came, and a white figure jumped out from behind the rockery.

Jing Heng looked over with difficulty, and it was a snow-white little fox, standing lazily beside the black dog at the moment.

"Master Bai..."

Murong Yuan spoke again.

Jing Heng didn't know what was going on, but seeing the man's respectful and fearful expression, he also knew that the two beasts, one black and one white, must be extraordinary.

How could it be an ordinary animal that can make a master of the Tianbang look like this.

"The Great Elder has an order that no blood shall be seen during the Fairy Fate Conference."

Suddenly, the fat middle-aged man in the money leather jacket turned his head.

There was an unusually sharp sound coming out of his mouth, which didn't sound like what a middle-aged man could make at all.

Jing Heng looked at the other party, and saw that his pupils had turned yellow at some point, and his pupils had also turned into vertical pupils of beasts, and he was staring at Murong Yuan without blinking.

"But, but... this person just wanted to kill me..."

Murong Yuan still maintained that motionless posture, trying to explain something out loud.

"The Great Elder has an order that no blood shall be seen during the Fairy Fate Conference."

However, the man in the money leather jacket remained unmoved at all, still saying the same thing as before, but his tone seemed to be a little colder.

"Gudong..."

Murong Yuan couldn't help swallowing.

He quietly looked at the two figures, one black and one white, who were staring coldly not far away, and nodded quickly.

"I understand... It's true that I was too impulsive just now... I won't do it next time..."

(End of this chapter)