The road to immortality for a hundred generations

Chapter 140 The two of them entered the imperial city together

"Senior Lin, your method is really easy to use,"

After flying in the sky for a while, Bai Yinhe couldn't help turning his head and looked at Wang Fengdao, "Although it takes more spiritual power to build bird wings, the maintenance cost is very low, and the field of view in the sky is wide, and it is more concealed. ."

"There are some shortcomings,"

Wang Feng shook his head, "Unless you use all your energy to push forward, your speed will not even be as fast as running on the ground."

The speed of gliding is fast, but if the gliding drops, you have to rise again. This way of advancing up and down is naturally much less efficient than running in a straight line on a plane.

Same starting point, same end point.

Even if gliding is faster, it may take longer than running on the ground.

Gliding diagram: A╱╲╱╲╱╲B.

Ground running diagram: A————B.

Of course, if you are facing complex terrain, the advantages of gliding will be revealed again.

"Senior is too self-effacing,"

Bai Yinhe shook his head slightly, "Even among the many spells left by my ancestors of the Bai family, I have never seen such a clever way of flying."

"Spell?"

After hearing this, Wang Feng pondered for a moment and made a request, "After this plan is over, can you let me see how your immortal cultivators cast their spells? I always feel that the true energy of the warriors is different from the spirit of the immortal cultivators. There are similarities in strength, maybe I can learn some skills from the spell."

He had long wanted to read the magic secret book in Bai Yinhe's hand, but it had never been easy to mention it.

After all, on this side of Shiwan Mountain, the spells of immortal cultivators are so rare that they are equivalent to treasures at the bottom of the box.

He can't just go and see other people's treasures, right?

But now that they have known each other for so long, and they will fight side by side to steal the Wei treasury later, Wang Feng thought that maybe he could try to mention it and see if the other party would do the same.

"It's no problem,"

Bai Yinhe nodded slightly, "I'm also very curious about what kind of wonderful spells the seniors can create after referring to the spells."

Does this agree?
Wang Feng was surprised.

He thought he would have to push it no matter what, right?However, the reality is inconsistent with intuition.

"Forget it, never mind it, just watch it if you have it, just treat it as a favor to her."

Wang Feng thought to himself and stopped thinking about it.

A few hours later, the two of them successfully landed on the barren hills near the imperial city and entered the imperial city together.

"There are so many people,"

Looking at the civilians and warriors passing by, Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh, "The last time I came to the Imperial City, there were not as many people as there are now."

"Of course, the number of people in the Imperial City has increased by more than [-]% in the past few years. With this year's Wulin Conference, I don't know how many people have been filled in the Imperial City."

After hearing Wang Feng's emotion, a passing civilian said with a little pride, "Now any inn in the Imperial City is making a lot of money."

"Yes, so many people, indeed."

Wang Feng nodded in agreement and watched the man who seemed to be a local he had just spoken to disappear into the crowd.

"Today's imperial city not only has a lot of people and warriors, but also a lot of talent."

Bai Yinhe beside him said, "From the time I entered the imperial city to now, I have felt the breath of the three innate warriors."

"Well, I can only hope that they will be happy for themselves. We can't control it."

Wang Feng sighed and shook his head.

The range of his perception was wider than that of Bai Yinhe, and he could feel seven innates.

I don't know if these innates are intentional or they really don't know how to restrain themselves. Their ability to passively absorb the energy between heaven and earth is always open, like moving water vortices one by one.

"Hey?! You little girl! You can't walk without eyes!"

Suddenly, a rough voice with a hint of frustration came from the door of the inn not far away, "Okay now, you knocked down my highland barley wine. This is the monthly money I saved for half a month. I spent a full three taels of silver to buy it!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, uncle, I, I have no money, I can't compensate you. Wuwuwu."

A seven or eight-year-old girl with pigtails and what appeared to be Baijia clothes had never seen such a scene before. When she heard that she threw a drink worth three taels of silver, she was so frightened that she became incoherent.

"I don't care if you did it on purpose? If you knocked my wine, you have to compensate me! Go! Go to your house and ask your family to compensate me!"

The strong man stepped over the smashed wine can on the ground and grabbed the little girl's wrist without any explanation.

"I, I don't want to go, I don't want to go back, my mother doesn't have any money, my mother doesn't have any money, I can't compensate you, wuwuwu"

As soon as she heard that the other party was going to take her to see her family and ask for compensation, the little girl was immediately frightened even more. She kept wiping her already red eyes, but she still couldn't stop the tears from falling down. Lose.

"You must come with me today! The highland barley wine I spent three taels of silver on cannot be wasted!"

The strong man shouted loudly, his eyes were bigger than a bell, and he grabbed the girl's arm fiercely, "Say quickly! Where is your home?! Huh? Where is it?!"

"and many more!"

Wang Feng strode over and threw half a piece of broken silver at the strong man. "I paid for the drink. Let her go." "Are you going to pay for her?" The strong man subconsciously grabbed the knife on his body. When I was about to say something about the broken piece of silver, I suddenly felt that the weight was not right, so I rubbed it with my hands again and then looked at Wang Feng angrily, "You don't have enough silver at all, only half a tael!"

“You think I can’t tell when you’re holding a bowl of low-quality barley wine worth ten cents?”

Wang Feng sneered and said coldly, "I'll count to three. If you don't go away, you'll be as good-looking as you!"

"One, two!"

"Hmph! Forget it this time, don't let me see you next time!"

The strong man said harsh words, then let go of the little girl's hand, turned around and hurriedly joined the crowd.

"Be careful next time and don't panic."

Wang Feng touched the little girl's head and smiled gently.

"Thank you, brother."

The little girl looked up at Wang Feng and thanked him.

She seemed to have noticed that Bai Yinhe behind Wang Feng was with him, so she hesitated and said again, "Thank you, sister."

Bai Yinhe smiled slightly in response, and then secretly took back the five taels of silver ingots he had just taken out.

After saying goodbye to the kind-hearted big brother and big sister, Erya subconsciously touched the top of her head.

She felt as if there was a heat source there, or rather, it was more like the sun emitting warm sunlight, shining warmly on her body.

It seems to be a psychological effect. Erya always feels that after having a little sun above her head, her body becomes much more relaxed and she is no longer as tired as before.

That big brother’s hands are so warm.

Erya once again touched the top of her head where there was nothing, thinking in her heart, it would be great if her mother could also experience this feeling.

"Senior Lin, how do you know that's just low-quality wine? I remember that you don't seem to drink much, Senior?"

After the two of them merged into the crowd of people on the street again, Bai Yinhe asked curiously.

She has known the other party for nearly ten years, especially when they started to have frequent contact seven years ago. She often toasted, but most of the other parties declined, and they only had a few drinks occasionally, but only for a small drink.

It can be seen from this that the other party probably does not like drinking.

After all, after her identity as an immortal cultivator was exposed, the drink she served to entertain her seniors was a spiritual wine specially brewed by her. The amount was limited every year, and even her father rarely drank it.

But after the other party tasted it, he still insisted on drinking less or even not drinking at all.

Although he doesn't drink much, he can easily recognize that it is low-quality wine. Is this the strength of the five senses of a master warrior?

“I have a friend who used to drink it a lot, so I’m familiar with it.”

Wang Feng replied with a smile.

With his master's senses, he could clearly sense the inferior smell spreading from the wine on the ground, but what he said was considered true.

Before he revealed to Uncle An that he was first-class, Uncle An, who wanted to save money for Wang Feng but also liked drinking, drank this wine.

But speaking of it, although a bowl of wine costing ten cents is still low-quality wine, it is not particularly bad. At least it is much better than the lowest-quality wine that costs three cents for a large bowl.

After all, Uncle An was a third-rate warrior in the village at his worst, so he wouldn't drink the lowest quality drinks.

There is a difference between loving to drink and loving to numb oneself with alcohol.

"Senior is still well-informed. If it were me, I would probably give him three taels of silver."

Bai Yinhe nodded seriously.

He was obviously saying compliments, but there was no hint of compliments on his face.

It seems that's what she thought.

"You are no ordinary warrior,"

Looking at the other party's serious look, Wang Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "What you practice is a special skill passed down from your family. As long as you carefully sense one or two and compare it with the drinks you see in daily life, even if you have no experience, you can It can be roughly judged.”

The fact that the other party is an immortal cultivator must not be revealed in front of so many people on the street.

Although sound transmission is good, there is a risk of leakage.

There was only about a month left before the robbery of the Wei treasury, so naturally nothing could go wrong.

"I've learned a lesson," Bai Yinhe's stunning face remained very serious, "Every time I communicate with my seniors, I can learn a lot."

"Haha~"

Wang Feng smiled slightly and said no more.

He still remembered that when he first went to Bai's house and met Bai Yinhe, the other party called her a hero.

Later, when he was promoted to Grandmaster and went to the Bai family again, Bai Yinhe began to call him senior.

Even though Bai Yinhe is now at the innate peak of the martial arts realm and has the status of an immortal cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training, the other party seems to be accustomed to treating him as a respected senior, and has always locked on the "senior" call.

Perhaps in her eyes, when they met for the first time before, it was because she had good looks, rather than because she really looked like she was in her thirties.

(End of this chapter)