Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 221 It is now the third year of the Zhiping era.

After using the Feng Hou Qi Men method to cleanse his body, Leng Feibai took out a new set of clothes and changed into them.

The quality of the Sun and Moon Formless Skill is not low. The four types of Qi generated by it can increase the area of ​​each organ by at least 20%!

Thinking of this, Leng Feibai stretched and found a quiet place to continue his cultivation.

At this moment, the sky was beginning to lighten, and just an hour later, the crimson sun rose from the horizon, illuminating the entire sea.

Seeing the light appear in the sky, Leng Feibai stretched and drew a cleansing talisman, which he then injected into his body.

After cleaning himself up, Leng Feibai took to the air and flew away into the distance, using the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique to explore the surroundings and find the location of land.

After flying for about fifteen minutes, small fishing boats appeared in Leng Feibai's perception.

Not far away, a small harbor came into his field of vision.

Leng Feibai was overjoyed at this, transformed into a beam of light and flew out, landing on the shore in an instant.

The surrounding fishermen were startled when they saw Leng Feibai fall from the sky and scattered in all directions.

Just as Leng Feibai was about to explain, an elderly man with a white beard, leaning on a cane, boldly stepped forward and asked, "Young man, where do you come from?"

"Father-in-law!"

Leng Feibai quickly asked, "My surname is Leng, and my given name is Feibai. I went to sea with my father to retrieve goods, but we encountered a shipwreck. I was fortunate enough to escape with my family's lightness skill. May I ask, sir, where is this place?"

Hearing Leng Feibai's words, the old man was half-believing and half-doubting, but he still told Leng Feibai the answer, "This is Qinghe Village near Qiantang County in Hangzhou. Go northwest for twenty miles and you will be in the territory of Qiantang County."

After confirming his exact location, Leng Feibai breathed a sigh of relief, took out a two-ounce silver coin and gave it to the old man, then flew towards the northwest.

The old man looked at the silver in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. He then turned and returned to his residence.

Twenty miles was not a long distance for Leng Feibai's stamina. In less than a quarter of an hour, Leng Feibai saw a rather bustling town.

Something was happening in the town; the sounds of gongs, drums, and firecrackers could be heard from time to time, as if some kind of event was being held.

Ignoring the commotion, Leng Feibai went straight into a pawnshop after entering the town.

Upon seeing Leng Feibai, the pawnshop clerk quickly came over and asked, "Young man, do you have something you want to pawn?"

Leng Feibai nodded, and with his hand hidden in his sleeve, he took out a jade ruyi inlaid with a red gemstone.

The waiter's eyes widened immediately upon seeing the Ruyi scepter that Leng Feibai had taken out.

Having worked at the pawnshop for quite some time, he immediately recognized that the item Leng Feibai had taken out was no ordinary trinket.

Upon seeing this, the waiter quickly arranged for Leng Feibai to sit down, saying, "Sir, I have been very rude. Please sit down. I will go and fetch the boss!"

Leng Feibai didn't say much and sat down quietly.

In just a few breaths, a middle-aged man with a small plaster on his forehead and a mustache walked out of the house.

Upon seeing the Ruyi in Leng Feibai's hand, the man's eyes immediately lit up with greed. He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Young sir, is this the Ruyi you wish to pawn?"

Leng Feibai nodded and said, "Not bad, boss, name your price."

As he uttered the last word, a cold glint flashed in Leng Feibai's eyes, and he tapped the table with his hand.

A wisp of pure true energy emanated, vibrating the ground through the table.

The middle-aged man's legs trembled involuntarily, and a layer of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

Although Qiantang County is not a big city, it is close to Hangzhou Prefecture, so many martial arts practitioners would come here to visit.

Therefore, martial arts brawls frequently occur in Qiantang County, leading to various bloody incidents.

Thinking this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but curse himself for being foolish. This young man, at such a young age, was able to produce such a valuable Ruyi scepter; he was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I apologize, sir, I was being disrespectful."

The middle-aged man licked his lips and asked, "Are you pawning or selling?" Leng Feibai didn't rush to answer, but quickly replied, "What's the price for pawning, and what's the price for selling?"

The middle-aged man quickly said, "If you pawn it, you can get about three hundred taels of silver; if you sell it, you can get five hundred taels. You..."

"Sell!"

Leng Feibai said calmly, "However, I want to exchange one hundred taels for silver. Exchange the rest for silver notes."

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned and gave a few instructions to the waiter.

The waiter scurried into the room and soon came out carrying two packets of silver and four silver notes.

"Sir, here is your five hundred taels of silver."

The middle-aged man wiped his hands and said, "Look..."

Leng Feibai roughly counted the silver, and after confirming that it was enough, he flicked his sleeve and covered the table with it.

When the sleeve was removed, the purse and banknotes had disappeared.

Leng Feibai then placed the Ruyi on the table and picked up the pawn ticket issued by the pawnshop to look at it.

"Um"

Upon seeing the handwriting on the pawn ticket, Leng Feibai's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask, "The fourth day of the third month of the Bingwu year, boss, is this the third year of the Zhiping era?"

The middle-aged man, who was playing with the ruyi, was completely focused on it and didn't hear Leng Feibai's words at all.

Upon seeing this, the waiter quickly replied, "Yes, sir, this year is indeed the third year of the Zhiping era. Is there a problem?"

Leng Feibai's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but ask, "Um, are there any inns in Qiantang County?"

"In the southwest of the city, there is a Yuelai Inn."

Leng Feibai said nothing after hearing this and turned to leave the pawnshop.

But Leng Feibai didn't rush to the inn. Instead, he bought a bowl of plain noodles and two steamed buns from a noodle stall on the street.

After eating and drinking his fill, Leng Feibai strolled around the streets and, taking advantage of the absence of others, returned directly to the Qunfang Garden in the Twelve-Story Building.

Qunfangyuan has many houses. Leng Feibai chose a courtyard with a hot spring and went straight inside to rest.

"The third year of the Zhiping era, which is 1066."

Leng Feibai's lips twitched; the timing of his arrival was truly coincidental.

To put it simply, Yelü Hongji has only recently ascended the throne, and Wanyan Aguda has not even been born yet.

As for the three main male protagonists of the Tianlong world, only Qiao Feng is currently a child who has just turned six.

The remaining two are probably not pregnant yet.

"I rely on!"

Leng Feibai rubbed his head. "In other words, I'll have to stay here for at least another twenty or thirty years before I can set off for the next world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai yawned, and then quickly thought of something. He turned around and headed straight for the fourth floor of the Twelve-Story Tower, the Magic Pavilion.

Before long, eight booklets appeared before Leng Feibai's eyes.

Beside these eight booklets were seven bags of seeds, each labeled with a different, talkative name.

"Perhaps we can use this time to study formations and weapon crafting!"

Leng Feibai muttered to himself, "And this peerless skill that combines magic and martial arts, an eighth-grade divine ability!"

(End of this chapter)