Chapter 7: Man Bao Court

Wanbao Court.
The three Feng Wuchen who left the ring have now arrived at Wanbao Pavilion in Wushuang City.
Wanbao Pavilion, as the name suggests, countless treasures, martial arts, exercises, weapons, medicines, materials, etc., this is also the most lively place in Wushuang City.
"Master San, what are you going to buy?" Xiaolan asked curiously when he entered Wanbao Pavilion.
Feng Wuchen said: "Colorful Spirit Liquid."
"Qicai Lingye? Doesn't our Feng Family have it?" Xiaolan asked doubtfully.
Looking back on Feng Wuchen's rejection of Elder Su before, Xiaolan was already very puzzled. Now that she came to buy the colorful spirit liquid, Xiaolan had already determined that Feng Wuchen was suffering from a serious illness.
Lin You didn't care, he was still wondering why Feng Wuchen rejected Elder Su, and he didn't put his mind on the spirit fluid.
"Secret, you can't tell my parents, understand?" Feng Wuchen whispered, her voice a little cold, scared Xiao Lan repeatedly nodded.
Today's Wanbao Pavilion is a bit deserted, because the flow of people has gone to the ring.
"Isn't this Young Master Feng? Rare guests, and Young Master Lin." Entering Wanbao Pavilion, a middle-aged man immediately greeted him. He was Zhang Han, Wanbao Pavilion's manager.
It's not uncommon to see Lin You, but it's uncommon to see Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen came back to Wanbao Pavilion for the first time.
"Master Feng, isn't Tianyan Academy enrolling students today? Why did you come to Wanbao Pavilion? Oh, yes, forget that Master Feng has awakened a second-grade martial arts spirit and is not eligible to enter Tianyan Academy." Zhang Han smiled, seemingly very You are polite, but there is a mockery in the words.
"Close your stinky mouth! Otherwise I will tear your mouth apart!" Lin Yousen said coldly, and Zhang Han's whole body trembled with fierce eyes.
Zhang Han was just in charge of Wanbao Pavilion, he didn't dare to provoke Lin You.
"I want to buy ten bottles of colorful spiritual liquid, you go and prepare them for me." Feng Wuchen said with a blank expression, and didn't mean to care.
"Colorful spirits? Can't Elder Feng be refined? The shops of the Feng Family sell them, and Master Feng still buys them?" Zhang Han looked at Feng Wuchen in surprise. Could it be that there is too much money to spend?
"If you want to go, there is so much nonsense!" Lin You scolded again.
"Yes, yes! I'll go right away." Zhang Han nodded repeatedly.
"Lin You, Elder Su is probably going home soon, so go back." Feng Wuchen said with his eyes on Lin You.
"Big 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 arts soul, didn't I give them a joke? I can't afford to lose that face. Besides, Mo Ling'er is also in the academy. Why should I go there?" Feng Wuchen smiled indifferently.
He patted Lin You on the shoulder, and Feng Wuchen said, "You have a good talent, work hard, don't shame your father."
"Brother Feng, don't worry, I will work hard! Brother Feng take care." Lin You nodded firmly, and after asking the reason, Lin You left.
Farewell to Lin You, Feng Wuchen felt a little reluctant.
"Master Feng, ten bottles of colorful spirit liquid you want." Soon Zhang Han came out with ten bottles of colorful spirit liquid.
He was very polite at first, but seeing Lin You's absence, his attitude instantly changed 360 degrees.
As soon as Feng Wuchen reached for it, Zhang Han moved away and sneered, "Master Feng, you haven't paid for it yet, a bottle of colorful spirit liquid 300 gold coins."
"What? Three hundred gold coins? You might as well grab it!" Xiaolan suddenly scolded when she heard it.
The colorful spiritual fluid is not a precious spiritual fluid, but it is to increase the cultivation speed for the practitioners in the body refining realm, and a bottle is only one hundred gold coins.
Zhang Han is deliberately making things difficult.
"Qicai Lingye has recently increased in price, a bottle of three hundred gold coins, whether you love it or not, anyway, if you have a lot of style, it is the same whether you sell it or not." Zhang Han sneered sneerly.
Xiaolan was about to scold him angrily, but was stopped by Feng Wuchen, and said indifferently: "There are more than 20 bottles of Colorful Spirit Liquid, you take me to see the weapon first."
"I don't know what weapons Young Master Feng wants? Wanbao Pavilion's weapons are very expensive." Zhang Han led the way while asking, with a bad attitude and didn't treat Feng Wuchen as a guest at all.
Feng Wuchen said indifferently: "Look first."
"When did the third young master become so good-tempered?" Xiaolan said in astonishment, always feeling that Feng Wuchen is weird and a little mysterious today.
With Feng Wuchen's temperament, he had beaten people long ago, and he would never bear it.
The weapon room was filled with all kinds of weapons, and the other one next to it was magic weapons, with all kinds of magic weapons.
There are also five levels of magic weapons, from low to high: magic weapons, treasure weapons, spiritual weapons, fairy tools, and divine weapons, each of which is divided into three levels: low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade.
In Wanbao Pavilion, although there are many weapons and magic weapons, it is a shop in a small city after all, and all weapons and magic weapons are magic weapons.
Treasure weapons and spiritual weapons are only available in powerful cities and sects. Like martial arts and martial arts, the more powerful magic weapons are more precious and rare.
Feng Wuchen glanced at it and said in secret: "General weapons are made of fine iron. I hope to find weapons made of Xuantie."
Feng Wuchen finally fell on a hammer and said, "I want this."
"Three thousand gold coins." Zhang Han offered a price without even looking.
"You deliberately raise the price! The lower-grade magical items are all 1,000 gold coins! Third Young Master, he deliberately made things difficult for us." Xiaolan was so angry that her cheeks were bulging, and she wished to slap Zhang Han on the wall!
"What about making things difficult? It's just a waste of a second-grade martial arts soul, and the price of the weapon has also increased! Don't just get out of it!" Zhang Han sneered and said, looking extremely unbeatable.
Feng Wuchen ignored him and smiled at Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, I'll take you to think about Bao, just say what you like."
In the magic treasure room, Feng Wuchen randomly chose a storage ring. Since the storage ring is very precious, Zhang Han offered 10,000 gold coins.
Feng Wuchen did not bargain, and continued to choose things.
Time passed, half an hour later, Feng Wuchen selected dozens of treasures, and the more they picked, the more expensive they became. They were like a nouveau riche with rich wealth and completely regarded money as dung.
Adding up dozens of treasures, 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. That was hundreds of thousands of gold coins. Not to mention Feng Wuchen didn't have so many gold coins. Even if it was Feng's family, he wouldn't be able to get it out in a short time, right?
"Master Feng, have you finished your selection? These treasures add up to 137,000 gold coins. Wanbao Pavilion never returns the things you buy. This is the rule! If you can't get the money, you don't want to get out of Wanbao Pavilion! Your father It's useless if it comes!" Zhang Han grinned and clapped his hands. Soon a dozen big men rushed out from Wanbao Pavilion.
Although Wushuang City has four major families, Wanbao Pavilion should not be underestimated. The owner of Wanbao Pavilion is also a first-grade alchemist!
If not, give Zhang Han a hundred courage, and he would not dare to be arrogant in front of Feng Wuchen.
"It turned out to be the waste of the Feng family, why? This time I came to Wanbao Pavilion?" A big man sneered.
"I can't afford to buy so many things, I can break your leg!" another big man shouted angrily, looking ugly, fierce, and extremely scary.
"Master, what should I do?" Xiaolan paled with fright, and trembled all over.
The big man in front of him, anyone can beat Feng Wuchen to the ground, not to mention there are a dozen of them.
"Zhang Han, if you knelt down and kowtow to me now and learn how to bark, I might be able to save your life." Feng Wuchen said indifferently, without the slightest panic.
"Help me? Haha!" Zhang Han was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, "Feng Wuchen, if you kneel and kowtow to me, and then bark, I might return the goods for you! Put you as a fart! Slightly."
"Your cultivation base hasn't been diligent for half a year. I'm right? No matter how you practice the fire attribute technique, your true energy will collapse and cannot be absorbed. Isn't that right?" Feng Wuchen sneered Dao seemed to see everything about Zhang Han at a glance.
"You...how do you know?" Zhang Han's eyes widened in shock.
Only he knows this, and he never tells it to others, others don't know it at all, but Feng Wuchen can tell it all.
"In order to break through the five levels of Qi Refining Realm, you took Qi-enhancing Pill to force a breakthrough, causing you to lose your mind and leave the root of the disease. Every time you practice now, you will feel severe pain throughout your body. Am I right?" Feng Wuchen sneered. Tao.
"Impossible! You can't know! I have never said this before, and the pavilion master doesn't know, how could you possibly know?" Zhang Han looked at Feng Wuchen in horror.
More than a dozen big guys looked at each other in shock. Could it be true that everything Wu Chen said was true?
"How did the young master know?" Xiaolan looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.
Looking at the frightened Zhang Han, Feng Wuchen sneered: "You are about to die, at most two months. The more you practice, the sooner you die. Even if you tell the pavilion master Wanbao, he will not be able to save you. Only I can save you!"
"Can you save me? What you said is true?" Zhang Han asked in a panic. From his panic expression, we can see that what Feng Wuchen said is true.
"Unfortunately, I have given you a chance, but you are not sure about it." Feng Wuchen sneered.
"Master Feng! I was wrong! Give me one more chance, please! I don't want to die yet!" Zhang Han knelt down in horror.
"Nonsense!" At this moment, an old and somewhat majestic voice sounded.
"Pavilion Master!" Zhang Han and a dozen big guys respectfully greeted them.
"Aren't you hurry up?" Pavilion Master Wanbao yelled at Zhang Han: "Do you believe in a trash? What can he do to save you? Stupid!"
The visitor was Yu Wanxiong, the master of Wanbao Pavilion, an old man, a first-grade alchemist in Wanbao Pavilion.
"Steward Zhang, this stinky kid must be teasing you!" A big man said, he didn't believe that a could save Zhang Han.
"Feng Wuchen! Do you dare to play with me!" Zhang Han was angry.
"Feng Wuchen, for your father and Feng Qianyang's sake, put things down and get out! Wanbao Pavilion does not welcome you! This is not the place where you go wild!" Yu Wanxiong scolded Feng Wuchen angrily, tyrannical The momentum burst out.
"Huh! Don't regret it, Zhang Han, now you kneel and kowtow to learn how to bark a dog, and I will give you a chance." Feng Wuchen sneered, not at all frightened by Yu Wanxiong's aura. thing.