Fantasy: I have a return system with ten thousand times the effect of cultivation

"I am Yang Feng, a true disciple of Xuantianzong, and this is my identity token!"

Hearing Xiong Binglin's words, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged, he waved his big hand, and threw the identity token over and said.

Xiong Binglin took Yang Feng's identity token, checked it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he moved closer to Yang Feng's side, handed it back to Yang Feng respectfully, and said, "I've met Senior Brother Yang, but I don't know Yang Feng's identity token." What are your orders, brother?"

"I built a stone city for these deserters, and you prepare food and clothing for them for a year!"

"By the way, the land with a radius of [-] miles has been assigned to this stone city for the people of the stone city to cultivate and use!"

"I let Zheng Tao be the lord of this stone city!"

"I have something to do, so I can't stay here for long. For the follow-up matters, you can just contact Zheng Tao directly. Is there any problem?"

Yang Feng took the identity token, put it in the space ring, and said to Xiong Binglin with a calm face.

"no problem!"

Xiong Binglin responded without hesitation.

After getting Xiong Binglin's affirmative answer, Yang Feng waved his hand, and a strong wind swept Zheng Tao to his side.

Afterwards, Yang Feng introduced Xiong Binglin and Zheng Tao to each other, and made some simple explanations, and then took the top-grade treasure flying boat and continued to fly in the direction of Chaos Mountain Range.

"Zheng Tao, you are really lucky to have met the kind-hearted Senior Brother Yang!"

Looking at the back of Yang Feng going away, Xiong Binglin said to Zheng Tao with a smile on his face.

"Yes! We are really lucky! If there is no Immortal Master Yang, those of us fleeing from famine will most likely die tragically on the way to flee famine!"

Zheng Tao nodded slightly, and said respectfully.

Hearing Zheng Tao's words, Xiong Binglin smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and patted Zheng Tao's shoulder and said, "They are very lucky, and you are even more lucky to be valued by Senior Brother Yang!"

"Manage this stone city well. One day Senior Brother Yang will come back from work and see that you have managed the stone city well. Maybe he will give you a fairy fate and make you a fairy!"

After finishing speaking, Xiong Binglin waved Zheng Tao to the ground, and then turned into a stream of light, galloping towards the capital of King Chu.

As a monk of the royal family, Xiong Binglin must report the matter Yang Feng explained to the royal family of Chu State, and do the matter explained by Yang Feng as soon as possible, otherwise the royal family of Chu State will have no good fruit to eat, and may even be destroyed because of this.

After all, Xuantianzong's true disciples are powerful and distinguished. They can save millions of people fleeing famine, and they can also easily destroy the royal family of Chu Kingdom.

After bidding farewell to Xiong Binglin, Yang Feng flew tens of thousands of kilometers to the vicinity of a very prosperous city.

This bustling city is called Jiangcheng, a river that is hundreds of feet wide and stretches for tens of thousands of miles, directly reaching the East China Sea, runs through it, and divides it into two urban areas, each with a population of one million , very prosperous.

"Since I came to Tianwu Continent, I haven't enjoyed the prosperity of the world yet!"

"This Jiangcheng is not bad, I will rest in Jiangcheng for a while, and feel the prosperity of the world!"

Looking at Jiangcheng in the distance, Yang Feng's heart moved, and he muttered softly, then put away the top-grade treasure flying boat and the Golden Core Battle Puppet, and flew to a jungle outside Jiangcheng.

Afterwards, Yang Feng put on a gorgeous brocade suit, put on a precious jade pendant, and held a long sword with countless patterns and inlaid gems. He took out a large stack of gold tickets from the space ring and put it in his arms. , pretended to be a knight in the rivers and lakes, and swaggered towards the center of Jiangcheng.

Jiangcheng is very prosperous, and the roads leading to the surrounding areas are also extremely flat and wide, allowing twenty carriages to drive side by side.

Soon, Yang Feng came out of the jungle, like a fledgling Jianghu young man, entered the spacious avenue, and walked slowly towards the east gate of Jiangcheng.

"Young man, do you need a carriage?"

"It only takes one silver coin to bring you to the gate of Jiangcheng!"

"Just one gold coin can take you anywhere in Jiangcheng!"

At this time, a carriage stopped in front of Yang Feng, and the old coachman on the carriage asked Yang Feng.

Hearing what the old coachman said, Yang Feng glanced at the plainly decorated carriage, jumped on top of the carriage, and put his hand into his arms. With the help of his clothes, he took out a gold coin from the interspatial ring, and handed it to the old coachman. : "Take me to the most lively and fun place in Jiangcheng!"

"Young man, today is the day for Qingxiang Pavilion to choose the oiran. Many powerful, rich, rich, powerful and knight-errants will go to Qingxiang Pavilion to play and choose the oiran!"

"Thus, today's Qingxiang Pavilion is the most lively and fun place in Jiangcheng!"

"Then take me to Qingxiang Pavilion!"

Hearing what the old coachman said, Yang Feng's eyes lit up, and he responded softly.

Yang Feng was a hard-working migrant worker in his previous life, and he was single. In this life, he also spent all his time on cultivation. Yang Feng had never been to a place like Qingxiang Pavilion.

Being idle and bored today, Yang Feng happened to go to experience it.

"Please sit down, young man, we're leaving!"

After getting Yang Feng's affirmative answer, the old coachman responded softly, and drove the carriage, galloping towards Jiangcheng.

But Yang Feng sat on the carriage, let go of his consciousness, checked the surrounding pedestrians, carriages, and caravans, and obtained various information about Jiangcheng.

Not long after, the carriage passed through the majestic and majestic East City Gate, along the spacious and flat avenue in the city, and drove towards the most prosperous street in the city.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of a nine-story loft with an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters and extremely luxurious decoration.

"Young man, Qingxiang Pavilion is here!"

At this time, the old coachman lifted the curtain and said to Yang Feng.

Hearing the old coachman's words, Yang Feng got down from the carriage, looked at the luxurious attic in front of him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and walked slowly towards the gate of the attic with the long jeweled sword in his hand.

"What's the name of this young man?"

When Yang Feng came to the gate of Qingxiang Pavilion, a buddy of Qingxiang Pavilion quickly walked up to him and asked respectfully.

"Just call me Young Master Yang!"

Yang Feng said in a flat tone.

"Young Master Yang, our Qingxiang Pavilion has three types of seats: lobby seat, box seat, and VIP seat. Among them, the lobby seat costs one gold coin, the box seat costs ten gold coins, and the VIP seat costs a thousand gold coins. What kind of seat do you need?"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, the guy immediately introduced him softly.

"Arrange a VIP seat for me!"

Yang Feng said without hesitation.

As soon as Yang Feng's voice fell, the waiter showed an excited smile on his face, and immediately shouted to the inside of Qingxiang Pavilion: "One VIP seat!"

At this time, a well-dressed bustard walked quickly towards Yang Feng with a charming smile.