With the money, Feng Yang found a medium-sized inn in the Holy City and stayed there. He didn't dare to stay in a high-end hotel. Originally, he had intended to stay in a high-end restaurant, but he found that he needed ten thousand fairy stones a day.

This is really not what he can afford now.【】

Even if Xuan stayed in a small inn, one hundred immortal stones a day would be acceptable.

After settling down, he has been practicing in the inn. The battle he just witnessed made Feng Yang realize that his strength is really insignificant in the holy realm. He was almost shot by those two guys just now. If it weren't for the speed of Phantom Lingfeng

Come on, it won't be as easy as having your clothes cut open.

Feng Yang is still thinking about a question now. He didn't arrive at Huatian in the forest just now. Luo Lin and the others should have joined in the fun for such a big event, but they haven't been found yet, and they don't know what they have been doing for a long time.

What on earth did the time do?

However, now that they have been allowed to go their separate ways, Feng Yang also believes that they can handle various emergencies with their abilities. He is really looking forward to what they can achieve in the Sanctuary in the remaining forty-five years.

Achievement.

He calmed down and entered the state of cultivation calmly. The magical effects of immortal energy are much more mysterious than the attribute energy. Feng Yang is also very curious about this kind of immortal energy. He also wants to return to Wuhun Continent.

How much change can this kind of immortality bring to oneself?

After practicing in the guest room until noon on the second day, Feng Yang went to the first floor of the inn to eat something to fill his stomach. After all, in the sanctuary, with his current strength, he could not go without eating for several months.

"I wonder if you heard about the time when thousands of people took part in a long-distance run yesterday?"

As soon as Feng Yang walked downstairs, he was attracted by a person's attention, not because of his high-pitched voice, but because this person was standing on a chair with one foot on the table, dancing and standing like that.

It's hard not to pay attention to it.

There were many people around, many of them were sitting in their seats eating and listening, and some were sitting in the corner of the inn, sitting in deep silence. It can be said that there were people of all shapes and sizes.

Since ancient times, inns, restaurants, teahouses and other places have been the base for conflicts. On such occasions, people can immediately think of fights, ruffians teasing beauties, and then a hero pops up to save the beauty, and the other is

Any gossip spreads from these occasions.

After all, inns, restaurants and other places come from all over the world, dragons and snakes are mixed, there are all kinds of people, and all kinds of rumors will naturally spread here.

The words of the man standing with one foot on the stool and one foot on the table and spitting all over the place attracted the attention of many people. Dozens of people around him were chattering, "I was still a participant in this matter at the time.

, but when I ran outside the city, I didn’t understand what was going on, so I stopped running. Do you know the inside story? "

"Yeah, yeah, I didn't insist on it either. I'd rather tell you what happened."

"I'll kill you if you keep showing off."

The dragon-horned fire-tailed horse was killed yesterday, but many people still didn't know what happened yesterday. They all asked curiously, and some hot-tempered brothers had already drawn their swords and slammed them on the table, making a clang sound.

After the incident, he threatened the person who made the accusation.

The man was also very arrogant. When he saw this, he knew that his appetite was also whetted. If he continued to hang around, he would probably be transferred. He quickly said: "Speaking of it, yesterday was really, just one word, chaotic. At that time, I didn't even think about it.

He planned to continue running, but he ran out of the city and ran directly to the forest, so he persisted. Guess what, it turned out that the two major gangs, Longteng Society and Longxian Villa, met the Dragon Horned Fire Tail Horse in the forest.

, when we passed by, they were fighting vigorously."

"If it's just two big gangs fighting fairy beasts, there doesn't seem to be anything worth talking about." Someone said disdainfully.

"Is there any inside story?"

"Sit back and wait for the truth."

There was another noisy sound in the inn, and Feng Yang couldn't help but choose a seat closer to the inside, listening with pleasure.

"If it's just two gangs in the Holy City robbing the fairy beasts, it's certainly not worth talking about. But the really exciting part is when the fairy beasts are defeated." The young man who stepped on the stools and tables with a bold posture laughed twice, very satisfied.

The people around him looked curious, and after many people had already drawn their swords against each other, he said: "Everyone is familiar with Bai Yufeng, right?"

"You are not talking nonsense. Who is the number one master in the Holy Domain who doesn't know this?"

"If you don't focus on the key points, I will make you the key point."

The crowd became excited again and intended to kill the teller.

"The dragon-horned fire-tailed horse left behind its dragon horns, three fire tails, fur and bones, but at this moment Bai Yufeng jumped out and snatched away the most valuable dragon horns in front of the two gangs. That style, tsk tsk, is worthy of being called

The number one master in the Holy City, before anyone could react, he had already taken the most valuable thing and floated away, and no one from the two major gangs even chased him."

"But that's not the point. The point is that after Bai Yufeng snatched the dragon horn, a mysterious man suddenly jumped out. Yes, it was a mysterious man, because no one knew his appearance at that time, and he was faster than Bai Yufeng.

"

"There are many people who are faster than Bai Yufeng. Although he is the number one expert, everyone knows that his speed is not the fastest." Someone retorted.

"But the mysterious man is not only fast. Under the siege of the two masters of Longtenghui and Longxian Villa as well as many gang members, the mysterious man used some wonderful movements to dodge and then picked up the Fire Tail, leaving many masters helpless, and then

The mysterious man made a terrifying jump and directly avoided the joint attack of the two masters. The jump actually jumped seven to eight feet high, and then he fell back in front of Ge Ming and Meteor, and flew away majesticly."

Feng Yang was very proud of what he heard. He wanted to jump out and announce loudly that I was the mysterious man yesterday. However, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by having the eyes and ears of the two gangs, he still resisted this sorcery behavior.

, but it feels quite satisfying to hear others talk about themselves like this, but it’s just a bit exaggerated.

The news quickly spread in major inns, teahouses, restaurants, brothels and other places in the Holy City with lightning speed.

"Have you heard? Yesterday, Longteng Society and Longxian Villa fought against the dragon-horned fire-tailed horse. A mysterious man snatched the fire-tailed horse without any effort in front of all the masters of the two gangs. He jumped ten feet high in one leap."

The version is constantly being upgraded, "Have you heard that a vertical jump can reach a height of more than 20 feet, and people are almost confused?"

The version that finally spread in the Holy City has turned into a mysterious man fighting all the masters of the two gangs alone, defeating Ge Ming, Meteor and other masters, openly taking the Fire Tail, leaping into the clouds and disappearing.

After practicing, Feng Yang would order a jar of wine on the first floor of the inn. While drinking, he would listen to increasingly exaggerated versions. Feng Yang did not feel embarrassed when someone talked to him in such a boastful way. Instead, he felt more comfortable and comfortable listening to it.

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On this day, Feng Yang was sitting in the inn as usual, listening to a version that had changed beyond recognition and felt strange to him. He wondered sadly if this was something that happened elsewhere where super masters destroyed two super gangs on their own.

However, listening to Shu's rhetoric in the inn was not fruitless. At least he could hear some information about the Holy Land and the deeds of some masters. This information gave Feng Yang a preliminary understanding of the Holy City.

At this time, a young man holding a sword in both hands placed the sword on Feng Yang's table, and immediately sat down opposite Feng Yang openly.

Feng Yang raised his head suspiciously. The Yuanhun Power was so powerful that Feng Yang, who had the ability to have photographic memory, immediately remembered the identity of this person. It turned out to be the master who gave him answers in the forest that day and finally snatched the dragon horn.

, Now Feng Yang also knows that this master is really a master, and he is also the number one master in the Holy City, Bai Yufeng. This is the name that is most talked about in books these days.

"It's you." Feng Yang smiled.

Bai Yufeng still has the demeanor of a master who cherishes his words as if they were gold letters. He just said "Thank you" and then stopped.

"What's up?"

"have."

"What's up?"

"You're fast."

"It should be." Feng Yang was a little depressed. He found that it was true that people who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black. When talking to this guy, he became so precious about words. When talking to him, he didn't know how to make long jokes.

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"Never heard of you."

"I'm new here." Feng Yang asked, "What about you?"
Chapter completed!