The first floor of Tianbao Pavilion is very large, and Jing Heng and guard Wang Fei barely walked through it after browsing for nearly an hour.
After walking away, the feudal prince of the Dafu Dynasty felt deeply shocked.
Spiritual stones, precious jades, medicinal materials, etc. If you take any of these heavenly and earthly treasures and put them outside, I am afraid it can cause a sensational auction in the city.
However, such things are just ordinary commodities in Tianbao Pavilion and can only be placed in the lowest area.
Moreover, these so-called natural treasures are also the cheapest ones here.
In the first level, in addition to those things, there are also many immortal spiritual vessels, all of which are from the hands of real immortal cultivators, and each one contains incredible power.
When he saw these things, the Fengjun King couldn't help but be tempted, such as the "Yang Fire Talisman".
According to the introduction, even mortals without magic power can use it directly.
After use, it can stimulate fairy fire and kill evil spirits.
This makes Jing Heng, who knows the inside story of monsters, also yearn for it very much.
After all, no one would dislike his own longevity, let alone a prince like him?
If you can buy this spiritual urn, it is equivalent to having an extra amulet. Even if you are unlucky one day and encounter those monsters, you don't have to close your eyes and wait for death.
However, these spiritual urns are all consumables, and each one is expensive. Even the prince himself couldn't help but secretly gasp in surprise when he saw them.
Jing Heng decided that it was better not to be impulsive. His goal was not the first level, but the higher levels.
In addition, there are also many martial arts secrets in the first level. Although they are not considered immortal skills, they are the best in the world. This can be seen from the expression of guard Wang Fei on the side.
From the moment he saw those secret books, Wang Fei looked like he was distracted, his eyes scanning over each martial arts secret book.
If he hadn't known where this place was and had the last trace of reason in his heart, Jing Heng felt that he might have wanted to rush forward.
It was also later that he also learned from the other party that the secret books originally placed here were some famous skills in the world.
Some of them have even been lost for a long time. As long as you get them, you will basically be able to get a place on the heavenly list.
No matter which one of these techniques it is, once it appears in the world, it will definitely be a bloody storm and make countless people crazy.
"Tianbao Pavilion is worthy of being an immortal dojo. It is full of natural treasures, spiritual talismans and techniques. It's really amazing..."
Jing Heng sighed secretly.
After living for so long, he had an eye-opening feeling for the first time today, as if he was an old farmer living in the countryside and entering a big city for the first time. He just felt that he was completely new to the world. The country bumpkin.
"Wang Fei, please wait here while I go to the second floor to see if there are any better treasures in Tianbao Pavilion..."
Jing Heng gave instructions to the guards beside him, but his eyes were already on the stairs not far away.
The latter nodded subconsciously. His attention was already attracted by the secrets of the techniques, and he couldn't even pay attention to his master for a while.
"Hmph, short-sighted..."
Glancing at his guard, Jing Heng cursed secretly, but without saying anything else, he went straight to the second floor of Tianbao Pavilion.
As a dignified prince, he was not as short-sighted as this guard. Just a mere mortal's knowledge of martial arts made him fascinated.
His goal is to truly practice the skills that will allow him to become an immortal like those immortals.
At this moment, at the entrance of the corridor leading to the second floor of Tianbao Pavilion, there were several people in luxurious clothes hesitating there.
Like him, these people became more curious about the things on the second floor after looking at 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 higher. Even in a place like Hanyue City, the ten times price is enough to deter 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?
Rather than spending so much money, just to have an eye-satisfying experience, it is better to buy a treasure from the lower level, at least you can use it yourself.
After all, the items on the first floor are about the same price, so many people can buy just one and it’s already pretty good.
"Brother Wang, how long has Brother Chen been up there just now? Why haven't you seen him come down yet? Is it possible that the things on the second floor are really so attractive that he lingers so much?"
At the top of the stairs, a fat middle-aged man said.
"Haha, Brother Du, your question is really redundant. You and I have stayed on this floor for so long. Brother Chen has been on the second floor longer. Is there anything surprising? Could it be that the second floor Can the baby be any worse than the first level?"
Another man wearing a money leather jacket said.
"Haha, Brother Wang is joking... I'm just curious about what's up there. When Brother Chen comes down, I can ask him about it..."
"That's right, the tickets on the second floor are worth a lot of money. If there is nothing we need in them, then there is no need to waste money anymore. It is better to buy some useful ones down here."
"..."
The conversations of several people came to Jing Heng's ears one after another, and the latter couldn't help but sneer when he heard the words.
"These shameless people don't have what they need. They are obviously short of money and can't afford it."
He thought so, but without stopping, he walked straight towards the corridor leading to the second floor.
"If this guest wants to enter the second floor of Tianbao Pavilion, he needs to pay one thousand taels of silver, or a low-grade spiritual stone to enter."
In front of the door, a middle-aged man in rich clothes said to him.
Jing Heng had known about this price for a long time, so he was not surprised at the moment. However, the latter payment method mentioned by the middle-aged man in Chinese clothing surprised him.
"Spiritual stone? What is a spiritual stone? Can it also be used as currency?"
"Yes, guest. Spiritual stones are treasures of heaven and earth bred from the spiritual energy 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 one thousand taels of silver..."
The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes skillfully introduced the function of the spiritual stone as if he had said it many times before.
Jing Heng nodded, thinking that this was the case, and he immediately understood the key to this.
"This makes sense. If we plan to enter the upper floors of Tianbao Pavilion, we won't have enough silver. I'm afraid we will need to use this spiritual stone...?"
The Washington man nodded.
Jing Heng added:
"Then I heard what you said just now that a low-grade spiritual stone can be worth a thousand taels of silver. There should also be middle-grade or high-grade spiritual stones, right? I wonder how much these grade stones can be deducted? If I If you want to get it, where can you find it?”
Hearing this, several merchants around him also pricked up their ears and focused their attention here. They were also very curious about this issue.
The man from Washington was indeed getting a little impatient. As a master on the Heavenly Ranking, he was so uncomfortable walking around the world on weekdays. How could he be willing to introduce these things to others 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 dollars at most. They are all very weak and they still dream about cultivating immortals. It's just a dream.
And to put it bluntly, depending on them, what can I do even if I say it in detail? Is it possible that they really have a chance to come into contact with the spirit stone?
Even myself, an outer disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, has never owned a spiritual stone seriously, so how could a few of them 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 tell them to get out.
However, when he thought about his current status, 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 spiritual stones can be regarded as one medium-grade spiritual stone, one hundred medium-grade spiritual stones can be regarded as one high-grade spiritual stone, and one hundred high-grade spiritual stones can be regarded as one extremely high-grade spiritual stone. However, spiritual stones can only be used to offset the price, and this pavilion will not We provide exchange services. If you need spiritual stones, you can find them yourself."
Following his answer, Jing Heng also had a general understanding.
However, he also felt the impatience from the other person's expression and tone. As the uncle of the current Holy Emperor and the prince of the Dafu Dynasty, he had never been so angry. He snorted in his heart, but secretly wrote this person down. .
On the side, the man in rich clothes suddenly frowned and looked at him with lightning eyes. After a "clang" sound, a sword flashing with cold light was placed on the latter's neck.
"You want to kill me?"
The man in fine clothes asked with a cold tone.
Jing Heng was horrified and his hair stood on end. The sword edge so close at hand gave him the illusion that his neck had been cut.
He never expected that the perception of the man in front of him was so sharp, that he had just noticed a slight murderous intention.
"As expected, he is indeed a master on the Heavenly Ranking!"
Jing Heng was shocked.
When Wang Fei introduced him just now, he seemed to have an impression that this person was called Murong Yuan, the "Dongruoguanhuo", and he should be a swordsman ranked twenty-ninth on the Heavenly Ranking.
"Is this the way Tianbao Pavilion treats guests?"
Jing Heng pretended to be calm, but in fact he was extremely nervous inside.
"Huh, clown."
Even though Murong Yuandang noticed the change in the opponent's attitude, he snorted coldly and sheathed his sword.
When Jing Heng saw this, he couldn't help but became furious. The murderous intention in his heart surged like a huge wave. He decided that after he returned, he would try his best to kill this person.
"court death!!"
Murong Yuan's face suddenly became colder, and the sword in his hand came out of his body in shock. A sword light flashed and went straight towards Jing Heng's neck.
Although Jing Heng is a prince and knows some skills of the three-legged cat, compared to the Murong Yuan in front of him, he can only be regarded as an ordinary ordinary person.
At this moment, when facing the opponent's attack, he had no time to react. He only felt his eyes flashing, and the sword flashing with cold light was already approaching.
However, in the next second, the sword that was coming at speed suddenly stopped in mid-air, stopping very short of Jing Heng's neck.
"Deng Deng Deng!"
Several footsteps came in succession. It turned out that it was Jing Heng who reacted belatedly and took several steps back before stopping.
"you……"
He recalled the life and death moment just now, and his expression suddenly changed.
However, before he could say anything, he was stuck in his throat again.
Because Murong Yuan opposite him was very strange, looking behind him with an expression full of horror.
Jing Heng felt a chill on his back and subconsciously wanted to turn around to check.
However, his movement was restricted.
What should have been a simple turning movement could not be completed at this moment. He could only reluctantly turn his head, and he could not move freely below his neck.
"how so!"
He was horrified in his heart, and faced with this strange scene, he began to panic.
However, Jing Heng was also the feudal king of the Dafu Dynasty, and his intelligence and courage were quite extraordinary. He quickly suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly turned his head behind him.
Then, at the edge of his field of vision, he saw a big black dog lying on a rockery not far away. The pair of yellow eyes stared at this place coldly. Just one glance made people feel goosebumps. pimple.
"Hei, Master Hei..."
Murong Yuan said, looking nervous.
The big black dog didn't move, just watching here quietly.
"嘤嘤~"
At this time, two crisp calls came, and a white figure jumped out from behind the rockery.
Jing Heng looked over with difficulty, and saw that it was the snow-white little fox, standing lazily next to the black dog.
"Master Bai..."
Murong Yuan spoke again.
Jing Heng didn't know what was going on, but when he saw the man's respectful and fearful expression, he knew that the two beasts, one black and one white, must be extraordinary.
How could a Heavenly Ranking master look like this and be an ordinary animal?
"The Great Elder has ordered that no blood should be seen during the Immortal Fate Conference."
Suddenly, a fat middle-aged man wearing a money leather jacket turned his head, and the sound he made was extremely sharp, not like what a middle-aged man could make.
Jing Heng looked at the other person and saw that his eyes had turned yellow at some point, and his pupils had turned into the vertical pupils of an animal. He was currently staring at Murong Yuan without blinking.
"But, but...this person just had murderous intentions towards me..."
Murong Yuan still maintained his motionless posture, trying to explain something.
"The Great Elder has ordered that no blood should be seen during the Immortal Fate Conference."
However, the man in the gold leather jacket was not moved at all. He still said what he said before, but his tone seemed to be colder.
"Gudong..."
Murong Yuan couldn't help but swallowed.
He quietly looked at the two figures, one black and one white, who were watching here coldly not far away, and nodded quickly.
"I understand... I was indeed too impulsive just now... I won't do it next time..."
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