Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

Inner city, Yongkang Street.

Luo Chen's trail appeared on one of the main thoroughfares of the capital.

He occasionally takes a stroll here when he has some free time.

The Golden Lotus Daoist of the Earth Sect is elusive and seeks to obtain the Earth Book fragments and Bodhi bracelet from the other party, adhering to a "whatever happens, happens" approach.

Luo Chen's luck has improved recently. He used to be unable to find them, but now he can find them after just two steps.

Not far away, a royal carriage was parked to the side.

A line of soldiers eagerly stood in front of the stall, playing the game of pitch-pot.

The stall owner was an old Taoist priest wearing a tattered robe, his gray hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, with messy strands hanging down.

The stall was filled with all sorts of odds and ends, including copper coins, silver ingots, gold ingots, Taoist scriptures, Bodhi beads, jade mirrors, and more.

"Old Taoist, my master said that your pitch-pot game is impossible to complete."

A soldier near the window approached and began to speak with Master Jinlian, attempting to invoke the name of the royal family.

"How about I buy everything on your stall for sixty taels of gold?"

Master Jinlian remained unmoved, even though the other party's master was riding in a royal carriage and held a noble status.

His old eyes were calm, concealing a hint of disdain: "Rules are rules."

The captain of the armored soldiers tensed up immediately, glared fiercely at the Golden Lotus Taoist priest, and then turned around abruptly to report to the window.

At this moment, Luo Chenyun strolled over.

He used his inner energy to gently place a tael of silver in front of the Golden Lotus Daoist: "Daoist, is this enough?"

Master Jinlian raised her face, her old eyes observing the young man before her.

The other person's appearance is clearly not their real face!

Moreover, all the secrets of heaven were concealed. The white cloud robe belonged to the Imperial Observatory, but the other party could actually use qi, so he was a martial artist!

More importantly, the other party's face still retains a trace of youthfulness, and he has not yet reached the age of adulthood. Could it be that the sorcerer and the martial artist cultivate together?

What a genius!

"One tael of silver is enough."

Master Jinlian: "The rules of pitch-pot are as follows: from thirty paces away, one must be blindfolded and turn one's back to the pot."

Luo Chen nodded, retreated about forty steps, and in the instant he turned around, threw all three arrows in his hand.

Surrounded by numerous armored soldiers, Luo Chen threw three arrows, all of which landed in the pot.

Instead, defying the laws of gravity, the three arrows, connected end to end, stood swaying in the pot like bamboo poles in an extremely tricky way.

The surrounding soldiers thought they were seeing things and rubbed their eyes.

"no?"

"This doesn't make sense!"

An even more clever soldier, seeing that Luo Chen had successfully thrown the arrow into the pot, stepped forward to cause trouble: "In throwing the arrow into the pot, the arrow must land in the pot."

"Two out of the three arrows failed to fall into the jar, so it's not a success yet!"

"If those two wobbly arrows fall out, it's a failure!"

Luo Chen turned around, looked at the swaying 'bamboo pole,' and said, "Arrows in the pot, disperse!"

He has reached the eighth rank in Confucianism and Taoism, and possesses the initial ability to speak in accordance with the law.

Although the effect wasn't very strong, he could still easily do it with ordinary little objects like this.

The three arrows wobbled and fell instantly. The third arrow cleverly collided with the second arrow, pulling the second arrow into the pot along with it.

All three arrows landed on the jar.

Then, seeing that the "Good Fortune" number was indeed 666, Luo Chen readily said:

"Master, I gave you one tael of silver, don't bother giving me change."

"I'm going to vote nine times!"

Immediately afterwards, he enveloped three arrows in his energy, held them in his palm, turned around and stood still, and then began the pitching game!

He was riding high like a horse in spring breeze, his touch was unstoppable.

"They've come in again?"

The passersby around gasped in amazement, including the line of armored soldiers beside the carriage, all of whom were filled with admiration.

No wonder that young man was able to make the shot. One time could be attributed to luck, but two in a row shows skill.

"Young Master is truly a blessed man..." Daoist Jinlian couldn't help but sigh as Luo Chen stepped forward.

Clearly, he was well aware that the other party was also aware of the great fortune he was endowed with, which is why he chose to use a magical artifact to shield the secrets of heaven.

Luo Chen did not respond, but instead chose the Bodhi bracelet and the fragment of the Earth Book, "Daoist, I'll take these two."

"What's left are just some common, yellow and white things."

"Master, please donate this to the health center on my behalf to improve the children's diet."

Master Jinlian smiled and said, "Young master, you are kind and virtuous, so I, this old Daoist, will make the trip."

Suddenly, he saw Luo Chen put the Bodhi bracelet on his left hand, and his old face twitched involuntarily.

On Luo Chen's left hand, each of the five fingers was adorned with a magical ring that could shield him from heavenly secrets.

In addition, a Bodhi seed bracelet can not only shield one's celestial secrets, but also change one's appearance at will.

Jinlian scrutinized the young man before her again and again. Just how afraid was he of revealing his secrets?

Jinlian estimated that even if she recovered her peak strength, she would not be able to sense that the person in front of her was blessed with great fortune.

Seeing that he had obtained the two treasures, Luo Chen politely bowed and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a soft, pleasant voice drifted from the car window: "Wait."

A large number of armored soldiers instantly blocked Luo Chen's path.

Then, the captain of the armored soldiers who had glared angrily at Master Jinlian earlier walked over.

"Young man, could you part with that string of Bodhi beads?"

Luo Chen knew that the person in the royal carriage was the Princess Consort of Zhenbei.

He had long wanted to check out the other person's entry, but unfortunately he hadn't had the chance.

Luo Chen possessed an extraordinary air, his right hand behind his back, gazing at the Bodhi seed bracelet on his left hand, and said with a flourish:

"This is a rare and precious item. What can your master offer in exchange?"

A soft, seductive voice drifted out from inside the car window once more.

What do you want?

Luo Chen dared not show himself when he saw Mu Nanzhi, for fear of causing an uproar in the street.

He dismissed it dismissively: "They can't even manage the basic etiquette of face-to-face conversation!"

"Then let's forget about it."

Upon hearing this, the captain of the guards from the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion immediately retorted angrily, "Who do you think you are?"

"What right do you have to meet the Princess?"

Numerous armored warriors drew their swords and made their appearance!

Luo Chen's cold gaze swept over him, his words carrying the weight of law and unleashing a powerful intimidation, coupled with a spiritual attack: "Recognize my identity before you speak."

"Or else, die!"

The captain of the armored soldiers was shaken, as if he had seen a cold god, and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He held his head with both hands, was dizzy, and lost his balance.

The opponent was only an eighth-rank martial artist, unlike a seventh-rank martial artist whose primordial spirit was strong enough to ignore the intimidation.

Not to mention the numerous armored soldiers surrounding the carriage.

Not wanting to cause trouble, Mu Nanzhi said in a slightly anxious voice, "Stop."

"I have some excellent spiritual tea here. How about we drop this matter and compromise?"

She lifted a corner of the curtain on the window, revealing a soft, boneless hand holding a piece of spiritual tea wrapped in gauze.

Even if the other person only reveals one-seventh of their stunningly beautiful face, the moment they extend their delicate hand...

Luo Chen can then view the other party's entry panel.

【Munnan Gardenia】

[Realm: None]

[Entries: Beauty that could topple kingdoms (Gold), Spiritual Essence of a Flower Goddess (Orange), Solitary and Aloof (Blue), Gentle and Tender (Purple)]

[Congratulations, host! A special passive skill has been discovered!]

[Flower Goddess Essence: Derived from the residual essence of the Immortal Tree, possessing relatively heaven-defying restorative effects!]

What surprised Luo Chen was not the golden attribute or the special passive attribute, but the fact that the "Soft Bones Like Water (Purple)" attribute in front of him was actually a talent attribute.

Is being soft and boneless, with a charming figure, a kind of natural talent?