621: C621 Immortal Zhao

C621 Immortal Zhao

In this situation, he was somewhat eager to find the traces left behind by a cultivator.

However, if traces left behind by a cultivator could be seen everywhere, then this place would no longer be called Ancient Martial World and had long since been changed to the cultivation world.

Zhao Feng did not have any power here, nor did he have any connections. How could it be so easy to find the traces left behind by the cultivators in the Ancient Martial World?

After searching for a few days, he still found nothing. He was even ridiculed by many people.

"Oh, isn't that Immortal Zhao?" You came here today to seek the Immortal Realm again? "

In the restaurant, the moment Zhao Feng walked in, many people greeted him. There was a trace of ridicule in their words.

In the eyes of these people, a person like Zhao Feng was completely bewitched, there was no god in the world! If one were to say that there was a master teacher, he would definitely be a grandmaster.

The fact that a Grandmaster could live for two hundred years meant that he was an Earthly Immortal!

Zhao Feng didn't pay any attention to these people. Since these people didn't think that there was a true immortal, then they must have never seen any cultivators before.

He even loathed wasting time.

"The same rules as before. Whoever experiences the weirdest and most bizarre things will be given this one thousand taels."

In Ancient Martial World, although Zhao Feng did not have any power, it did not matter. He was rich!

Ever since he had left the Zhao Family, Zhao Yunfei had frequently stuffed banknotes onto his body. Every day, he would rush over to the restaurant and let these people tell him the strangest story of his life.

Every day, Zhao Feng would give the best one thousand taels of silver. This was not a small amount. He had heard over a hundred people's strange experiences in the past few days.

Some were coincidences, some were simply made up. These things had been here for so many days, yet he hadn't even seen a place similar to a cultivator's remains.

"Immortal Zhao, I'll go first. I've experienced something a few years ago, I guarantee it will be bizarre."

In the restaurant, the rich kid, Ancient Martial Cultivator, looked down on Zhao Feng. However, the ordinary people were different. In their serious situation, Zhao Feng was the God of Fortune.

A thousand taels of silver was more than enough for them to live a carefree life for a long time.

"When I was younger! "One time when I was walking on the road at night …"

To be honest, these people were not very good at storytelling. He had no idea where they stole it from, but he had heard a lot of similar stories in the past few days.

This caused him to have other intentions. By doing this, would he really be able to find the remnants of the Immortal Cultivators? He had heard quite a few ghost stories in the past two days, but the one that was truly useful was zero.

The people beside Zhao Feng, one by one, after this person finished, it was time for the next one.

The boss of the restaurant was also happy to let Zhao Feng do this. After all, during the meal time, he could still listen to the story and add a lot of customers to his restaurant these two days.

But when it was close to the evening, Zhao Feng was very disappointed and was about to pay the money to leave.

Suddenly, a person dressed in a black robe barged in.

"Immortal Zhao, I have another story here. I wonder if you're willing to listen to it?"

Just as Zhao Feng was about to get up, he heard this and sat back down. He felt a strange spiritual energy from this person. This person must have dealt with cultivators before.

"Tell me about it."

"It was at the mouth of a volcano not far from here. I went to search for a rare medicinal plant, and when I did, I stumbled into a place filled with fire. Some of it even burned into my body."

Hearing this, the surrounding people all seemed as if they had lost interest. To them, this story was simply too unreliable. After entering a place on the volcano, they were even set ablaze.

If this person could still live, then what kind of joke was this? Listening to it would be a lie.1

As the booing grew quieter and quieter, the man in black also lowered his head and lowered his voice.

Just as he was about to fall silent, Zhao Feng opened his mouth and said, "Very good, I like this story of yours. I'll give you this one thousand taels."

The surrounding people did not understand.

Especially those people who believed that their story was better than the black-cloaked man.

However, they did not dare to say anything. The only way to judge their victory was Zhao Feng's preference. Now that the God of Fortune had spoken, no one dared to say a word of disapproval.

Just when the man in black was about to step forward and take away the one thousand taels of silver on Zhao Feng's table, Zhao Feng suddenly stopped the one thousand taels of silver.

"What do you mean? If you don't want to give it, then just say it, there's no need to humiliate me like that. "

Although the face of the man in black could not be seen clearly, it was not hard to tell from his tone that he was angry. From his point of view, Zhao Feng wanted to humiliate him.

"No, no, no, you're mistaken. I don't want to humiliate you, but I am very interested in the place that you mentioned. Let's make a deal! I'll give you another thousand silver, take me there. "

It wasn't easy to find a place that might have been left behind by a cultivator, how could Zhao Feng miss it?

The black cloaked man was stunned. He never thought that Zhao Feng would make such a request. 2000 taels, this was definitely a hundred. For a person like him, this was more than enough for him to live his entire life.

However, he hesitated. If it was possible, he didn't want to go there for the second time in his life. Silver was important, but if he lost his life, what was the use of asking for silver?

Just when he was about to refuse to leave, Zhao Feng said, "Only in that place can your symptoms be cured. Are you sure you don't want to go there again?"

The man in black turned his head in disbelief and looked at Zhao Feng. Because his movements were too big, the part of the black robe covering his head naturally leaked out, revealing the terrifying face underneath.

His original appearance could no longer be seen. Other than the whites of his eyes, everything else was charred black.

"Are you serious?"

Zhao Feng nodded. "The condition in your body can be resolved, but the injuries that have already been caused …"

"There's no need for that. I only hope that the immortal will be able to relieve me of my daily suffering."

If it was the past, he might have cared a lot, but now, it was already different. Every night, the power within his body would burst forth, as though a raging fire was burning his body, causing him to be unable to bear it.

And if this went on, he really thought,

It would be better to die.

Now that he heard that Zhao Feng had a solution, he was extremely excited.

"Let's go!" "Follow me."

This was a restaurant, and there were too many people here. It was possible that someone leaked the news and it was related to Wei Ying's cultivation, so he couldn't be careless.

In the quiet alley, Zhao Feng asked, "Tomorrow morning, come to the inn opposite me and find me. As long as you send me to the place where you encountered misfortune, I will relieve the pain in your body."

The black robed man naturally agreed. As long as he could relieve the pain of the daily fire burning his body, he would take the risk of going in.

He was willing to do so.

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