C208 Longmen Inn

Passing through the endless sea of trees was a natural formation. Only once in many years would a Treasure Auction of this scale be held. Ordinary people would not even have the chance to see the immortal path.

"Hello, sir. We need to register. May I have your name, sir?"

There were a few disciples taking care of things at the entrance of the sect, so it was only two or three days before the grand meeting. People were already arriving one after another.

"Jiang Dong, Shen Qingfeng."

"Good!" Sir, please come in. "

Following the guidance of the gatekeeping disciple, Shen Qingfeng arrived at a huge tavern. There were already thousands of people coming from the various schools and groups, but there were still a lot of empty rooms.

There was a huge signboard outside the inn with the words Longmen Inn written on it.

"Mister lives in a shop? What kind of guest room would you like? "

A youth dressed as a waiter, who was playing with his hands on the counter, enthusiastically asked when he saw them arrive.

"Why, isn't your house different here? How do I charge you? "

Shen Qingfeng smiled and asked. He was sizing up the inn, the ancient scent, the elegant environment.

After arriving here, it was as if they had traveled back to the ancient times. There was no place like this in the mortal world.

The hall was filled with over a hundred tables filled with wine. There were all sorts of people dressed up.

There was a nun, there was a chivalrous hero, there was a beautiful figure, there was a cold like ice, there was a domineering attitude, there was a precious gem … How lively!

"Of course, our inn was built a hundred years ago. Regardless of its environment or service, it is a first class inn."

"Rooms are divided into three categories, one for a day, one for a day, one for a day, and one for a night."

The waiter announced the price as if it was a restaurant's name. The normal room price was still acceptable and was only equal to a five-star hotel's price.

However, what happened after that was outrageous. The words in the sky for 100,000 yuan a day was almost the same as robbing money.

However, since the gathering was for cultivators in the martial arts world, there was a great deal of attention paid to the arrangement of the guest rooms. The "Heaven" symbol represented one's status, so 100,000 was not expensive at all!

"Interesting. You guys haven't opened for three years, open for three years!" Get me a room with a sky-high number. "

Shen Qingfeng placed his credit card on the counter. If he wanted to live there, then so be it.

Moreover, he didn't need to personally worry about the issue of earning money. Every month, Lin Feng would pay him a monthly dividend on time.

He spent more and more of his money, so much that he didn't even care what the exact number in the card was.

"Great!" "One room in the Sky No. 1 Room!"

The waiter shouted loudly. The noisy hall immediately became quiet, and many people looked over.

There was a rule in the martial arts world. For such a large-scale gathering, only the most powerful seniors had the right to stay in the guest rooms.

This was a world where the strong were respected. If one did something that did not match one's status, they would fall very miserably.

"This is our inn's recipe, you can ask the waiter to bring it up directly."

"This is your key, this way please …"

The waiter didn't care about anything else and just booked the room earlier. He could still get a little extra commission.

When there was less activity, how could there be so many big shots staying in the Sky Room!

"This young man looks really tense!" "My eyes are muddled, I really can't recognize which sect's young master it is …"

"Humph!" Looking at his clean and white face, he was a young master from an aristocratic family. "He doesn't have the strength to stay in the guest room with the number one gun, yet he dares to stay in the guest room with the number one gun. He doesn't even understand such a simple principle."

"Be careful, the martial arts world is in turmoil now. Maybe he is a disciple from an underworld clan?"

"Damn, what about the underworld clans!" With his small arms and legs, do you believe that I can hit him ten times with one hand? "

"..."

When Shen Qingfeng arrived, it caused a huge commotion.

There were very few cultivators that lacked money. While a hundred thousand was not a small sum, most of the people present were able to afford it.

Of course, there were also some disciples who brought a bit more, so it was not suitable to book such expensive rooms.

Some of them had vicious gazes, while others were taking pleasure in Shi Hao's misfortune. Most of them were watching the show, waiting to see the youngster fall to the ground.

Shen Qingfeng's expression was calm, as he turned a deaf ear to the surrounding people's comments. In this hall, there was no one that could threaten him.

There was no need to waste words with them. Even if these people were here, they would still not be his match.

When he opened the door to the Sky Room, he found that it was rather spacious. There was a simple soundproofing array installed in the room. Not only was it quiet, there were also many modern facilities. They all came in accordance with the presidential suite.

A hundred thousand dollars wasn't too bad.

After he tidied himself up, he sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes to meditate.

"..."

At the back of the forest, a man wearing a grey robe and with narrow eyes was reading a scripture.

At this time, a disciple walked over and whispered a few words in the man's ear.

"Oh?" That brat Shen Qingfeng knows his place, he really dares to come … "

"Hehe …" In that case, I will let you know what a dragon's lair is! "Offended me, and if you want to leave this forest, it will be very difficult!"

He lost control of his emotions and a trace of his aura was revealed. He had actually reached the early Foundation Establishment stage.

At that time, his foundation had been crippled by Shen Qingfeng, so logically speaking, his cultivation should have regressed now.

Shen Qingfeng stayed in his room without leaving his room. This time, he closed his eyes for two days.

Cultivators could eat or drink without eating for a long period of time, so there wouldn't be any problems.

When the meeting was about to begin tomorrow, he slowly opened his eyes and walked down the stairs.

He came to the great hall and ordered a few rare dishes, one of which was to stew the ginseng Flying Dragon soup.

Jiang Muwan kept yelling that she wanted to eat this dish, so he prepared to test the poison on her by herself. After eating, he would take a photo and send it to her.

He looked around and found that quite a few people were looking at him out of the corner of their eyes.

Everyone here had photographic memory. To be able to walk out of the Sky No. 1 Room and be so young, he must be the only one!

"Cousin, we finally made it in time. The convention will start tomorrow, and when we pick the right treasures, our power will increase by a level! "

At this moment, a man and a woman walked into the inn.

The man was as divine as jade and wore a confident smile on his face. As for the woman, she was even more beautiful and attracted the gazes of many cultivators.

"Waiter, two guest rooms." The young man said.

"Aiyo!" Young master, it's a coincidence that you're here. The Sky Room Room is already reserved, but the Earth Room is still free, do you want to think about it? "

After looking at the record, the waiter said in embarrassment.