The Feng Zun Journey
Emperor Long
As he looked at what was inside the jade box, the corner of Feng Zun's lips twitched imperceptibly.
One more piece of paper!
Why does that crazy woman really like to fold her stork paper?
Feng Zun was silent.
But before long, he was stunned, he could sense that something was different about this heron.
It was all pale silver, with eyes like rubies. His head lowered, as if he was tidying his fur with his beak.
The paper stork was so realistic that it almost seemed alive.
In addition, there was a small bronze box on his back, the size of which was only about half of a grain of rice.
Even more incredible, as small as the box was, there was still another letter inside. The text was so small that he needed to use his spiritual senses to read it.
“Old Dragon, take care of this box for me. If you're facing a life-threatening danger, open it."
“I know you're not the kind of person who would listen to someone else's advice, and you'd want to know what's in the box, but this time give me a face, okay? Please, please, please, do not open that box.”
When he finished reading the message, Feng Zun could not help but rub his nose.
The crazy woman's guess is very accurate. Had it not been for that last sentence, he would have opened the small box in the first place.
He actually used the Star Soul Strand and the Demon Blood Crystal to make a paper stork.
He was truly wasting heavenly treasures…
After the last unspoken curse, Feng Zun sealed the jade box.
In his teacher's past life, he had many nicknames, and was also known as the Absolute Sword Dragon God and was the ruler of the nine realms, he had many titles, he had accumulated countless strange and magical treasures.
But the collection is still inferior to the owner of this pawnshop.
She was beautiful to the point of looking exaggerated, but she was extremely temperamental, and she had all sorts of mysterious and unfathomable treasures.
He was like a mysterious treasury, capable of taking out strange and unbelievable treasures at that very instant.
For example, the Heart-Detecting Bell, Star Ling, and Counting Scale were rare and magical treasures.
But if the collection of crazy women is a collection of cat fur, then the three magical treasures are like a hair removed from the body of the cat.
After storing the jade box, Feng Zun looked up at the sky, then walked confidently into the distance.
It was past midnight.
The crescent moon hung above it, and the stars were rarely seen.
The sky and earth were quiet and calm.
The nearest mountain.
Guodong Feng sat on the ground, staring at the bronze box in his hand, he looked somewhat hesitant.
Just like he said in the pawn shop, he needed nothing, and he had no intention of doing business with the old pawnshop.
His heart was always free from excessive desire, and he did not want the rewards he did not deserve.
But then, the old pawnshop went and stuffed the box into his hands.
Guodong Feng still could not understand it.
Don't tell me after the scales were measured, he really thought I was born lucky?
Is that why I was given a chance, and absolved me of punishment?
His experience in pawnshops has broadened his horizons, to the amazement of him many times.
Throughout history, even an Immortal God Ascension existence had once pawned various items there!
Like the Spring Wild Sword, or the severed left hand of the Immortal God Ascension Empress.
All of this surpassed the limits of Guodong Feng's comprehension, and even now, it didn't feel very real.
A calm voice suddenly sounded beside the night wind.
“You are quite calm for someone who has just obtained such a wealth.”
Guodong Feng's heart trembled.
When he looked up, he saw a tall and familiar figure approaching from afar.
This is none other than Feng Zun!
“Daoist Partners, did you see everything that happened earlier?” Guodong Feng got up.
Feng Zun said casually, “Originally the pawnshop's proposal is quite mysterious, it's like a pawnshop from heaven, and it's been around since time immemorial. It moves between different realms of life, and anyone qualified to enter and do business there will be blessed by luck.”
He then pointed to the bronze box, “The object inside the box used to belong to the Eternal Sword of the spirit cultivation path. For a sword cultivator like you, this would bring enormous benefits, enough to significantly increase your chances of proving the Dao and becoming the Immortal Sword itself."
“But taking advantage of this opportunity means accepting the karmic bond that comes with it. Think about this carefully, then decide whether to open the box or not.”
After which, Feng Zun turned around and left.
He arrived in silence, said his part, then left just like that.
Guodong Feng was shocked.
Only after Feng Zun's figure disappeared at night did he lower his head to re-examine the bronze box.
As he thought back to everything he had experienced in the mysterious pawnshop, he was perplexed.
What kind of person is Feng Zun?
Why did he know so much about the origin of the mysterious pawnshop?
......
When Feng Zun returned to the dilapidated old temple, it was already almost dawn.
When Shuoxue, Daoist Haoran, and Tianba saw him return safely, they secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
“Sister Feng, was there a problem with the sound of the bell earlier?” Shuoxue would not ask.
“Trivial issues, that's all. Come on, we go to Nine Furnace City,” Feng Zun took.
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Eighteenth day of the second lunar month.
Nine Furnace City, at the top of Tianmang Mountain.
The gazebo is built on the side of a cliff, facing a sea of clouds.
“Master, since the fifteenth day, when Feng Zun killed Chu Yunling and his friends in the Devil Domain Gorge, the seven ancient great factions have come into contact with each other. Most likely they have conspired to fight Feng Zun.” Old Jiu Feng reported.
“That's to be expected, they must be determined to kill Feng Zun. How could they remain unmoved even after knowing he was back?” said Emperor Long who was dressed simply.
He gripped the crescent-shaped token, his expression somewhat complicated.
However, Jiu Feng did not notice it.
He then continued his report, “Master, last time, the seven ancient great factions issued an ultimatum simultaneously. They want us to make a decision before the first day of the fourth lunar month. Now, the time they give is only one month left laGi.”
Emperor Long furrowed his brows.