Jiang Pingan has no requirements for clothes, as long as they can cover the body.
But Xia Qing asked him to attend tonight's dinner, which was attended by the royal family and the top families of Great Xia. If he didn't dress better, it would be easy to embarrass Xia Qing.
Yunhuang took Jiang Pingan to the tailor shop in the imperial city.
Red lanterns were hung on the streets, full of festive colors.
On the way, Jiang Ping'an said nothing, with doubts or expressions of sudden realization on his face from time to time.
Yunhuang knew at a glance that the other party was still immersed in cultivation, and his expression became strange.
When other men walked with her, they would either panic or try to please her. This was the first time they met a guy who completely ignored her.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't you feel bored just sitting in your room practicing every day?" Yunhuang said proactively.
"Practice has to endure these things."
The more powerful Jiang Ping'an saw, the more insignificant he felt.
If you don't get stronger, you won't be able to avenge Uncle Meng and Mr. Li.
Yunhuang shook his head helplessly. This man was so boring. How could Xiaojing like such a man?
Yunhuang was not interested in chatting with Jiang Ping'an and randomly found a tailor shop that looked crowded.
The store sells all kinds of clothing, including armors and combat boots. Some clothes are flashing with runes, which obviously have special functions.
"How did you sell that black suit?"
As soon as Yunhuang entered the door, he saw a handsome set of black clothes, which were neat and straight, and the patterns on them were also very beautiful, which matched Jiang Ping'an's calm temperament very well.
A clerk ran over with a smile and said respectfully:
"Girl, you have such a good eye. This suit is made of special silk. It will not be cold in winter or hot in summer. It can automatically adjust the temperature. It is engraved with more than a dozen kinds of runes. It can remove dust, avoid water and defend. It only requires 30,000 spirit stones."
"It's too expensive." Jiang Ping'an said.
Ordinary people can buy a set of clothes and 30,000 spiritual stones for a few copper coins, which is more expensive than a foundation-building magic weapon.
With 30,000 spirit stones, one can copy one-third of the holy body's blood.
"It doesn't matter, I'll buy it for you."
Yunhuang didn't care about this spiritual stone. She got a lot of rewards from the championship competition and the battle on the Island of Gods.
She will not be short of money until she reaches the Nascent Soul stage and does not need the law fragments.
Yunhuang took the suit of clothes and handed it to Jiang Ping'an, "Go and try to see if it fits. I think it's about the same."
Jiang Ping'an sighed in his heart, things in the imperial city are really expensive.
He will not accept the other party's things for free, and will pay him personally later.
Take the clothes and go to the fitting room to try on them.
Not long after Jiang Pingan entered the fitting room, a young man dressed in white appeared next to Yunhuang.
It's winter, and this man is holding a golden fan in his hand.
"Miss Yunhuang, what a coincidence, you are also here to buy clothes?"
Yunhuang was slightly startled, "Master Li!"
The man in white smiled slightly and said: "Calling Mr. Li is too unfamiliar. Just call me Li He."
"Little girl, I don't dare." Yunhuang bowed slightly and saluted.
The other party is a direct descendant of the Li family, one of the nine war gods of Daxia. The leader of this generation will be the person who will be in charge of a state in the future, and his status is extremely high.
"No need to bow, we hit it off immediately. Whatever you want to buy, I'll buy it for you."
Li He was very friendly and made no secret of his affection for Yunhuang.
He believed that this divine phoenix body was completely worthy of his status.
"Yunhuang appreciates Young Master Li's kindness. Yunhuang doesn't buy clothes, but buys clothes for friends."
Yunhuang rejected the other party's kindness.
Li He has a good family and good talents, but he is not her type.
The man she likes must be the kind of man who is unparalleled in dominance and dominates an era.
Li He smiled and joked: "It's not for men."
"Yes." Yunhuang said.
The smile on Li He's face visibly stiffened, "What man?"
This feeling is like a fly appearing in your favorite bowl of white porridge, which is very disgusting.
"The princess asked me to bring Jiang Ping'an to buy a decent set of clothes for tonight's dinner."
Yunhuang replied.
"It turns out to be this little hero."
Li He breathed a sigh of relief.
According to the news, Jiang Ping'an was only sixteen. Although he killed the Sun Divine Body twice and performed very dazzlingly, it was not enough to threaten him.
Without background and bloodline, you will become mediocre in the future. It would be great if you can reach the point of becoming a god.
Yunhuang couldn't possibly like this kind of person.
At this time, an ancient aura suddenly emitted from the clothing counter. The monks who were choosing clothes in the shop were shocked and looked at the counter.
In front of the counter, a golden elixir monk about eighteen years old was holding a white cloth stained with blood.
The ancient aura is emanating from this white cloth.
Seeing that he was being stared at by so many people, Sun Pan felt very uncomfortable and quickly asked his boss: "I dug this piece of fabric out in the ancient battlefield. Do you want to keep it?"
The ancient battlefield is a place where wars of all races broke out in ancient times, but there is no clear location.
With the changes of the times, many battlefields have turned into forests, oceans, or places where humans are active.
But in some places, the terrifying fluctuations left by ancient battles still remain, which are inaccessible to ordinary people. There are many great horrors inside.
When many people find a treasure, they will say it is something from an ancient battlefield and sell it at a high price.
This piece of blood cloth might really be something from an ancient battlefield, and its aura is very similar.
The blood on it is still bright red no matter how many years have passed.
The boss glanced at the white cloth and said, "It's just a rag. We don't accept it here. You can go to the high-grade one next door and have a look. The blood on it should be worth two to three thousand spiritual stones."
"Only a few thousand spirit stones?"
Sun Pan was disappointed, "I thought this blood was of extraordinary value."
The boss rudely dispelled Sun Pan's fantasy, "If blood was really valuable, you would have been killed by it long ago if you came across it. A strong man could kill you with just one drop of blood."
Sun Pan sighed, put away the cloth and was about to leave, when a voice suddenly sounded.
"Wait a moment."
Jiang Ping'an quickly came out of the changing room.
After changing his clothes, he looked a little more heroic than before. He was too anxious to fasten his belt.
"what?"
When Sun Pan saw that the other party was only a foundation-building monk, his tone was not good.
He was in a very irritable mood now. What he thought was a treasure turned out to be worthless.
"Whether this cloth is for sale, I will pay five thousand spiritual stones."
Jiang Pingan asked.
Yunhuang came over and asked doubtfully: "Why did you buy this thing? Although the blood on it belongs to a strong person, after such a long time, there is not much energy left."
"I simply like antiques." Jiang Ping'an smiled.
Yunhuang didn't believe this at all.
This man is not even willing to buy a good piece of clothing, and he will definitely not buy useless things.
There might be something special about this piece of cloth, and Jiang Ping'an saw it.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be in a hurry to come out of the fitting room without even tightening my belt.
In fact, Jiang Ping'an didn't see what the bloody white cloth was.
But when the white cloth appeared, his right eye trembled violently and hurt.
Although he didn't know what the bloody white cloth was, this was the first time his right eye had reacted. There must be something he didn't know.
When Sun Pan heard that the other party was willing to pay five thousand spiritual stones, his eyes lit up slightly and he said:
"This is an item from the ancient battlefield. Who knows if there are any high-level laws contained in this blood, at least 10,000 spirit stones."
