Storm Town was located in the central region of the Storm Plains. It was bustling with people.
This was the place where countless cultivators who entered the Storm Plains stayed.
Lin Feng arrived at Storm Town.
On the streets, all kinds of hawking could be heard.
Around him, there were rows upon rows of shops and many peddlers.
"Everyone, come and take a look. Take a look at the newly unearthed ancient artifacts."
Someone shouted in the distance, causing a huge uproar. Someone was actually selling ancient artifacts, so it was natural that it would alarm everyone.
Many people rushed over.
Lin Feng also walked over and saw that the stall was placed on the ground. There were dozens of items on display.
Most of them were broken jars, porcelain, a few rusty weapons, and a few scrolls that were about to rot.
"Damn, this is an ancient artifact?"
Many people rolled their eyes, feeling as if they had been cheated by this fat stall owner.
Fatso said, "I say, everyone, Fatso is not bragging. These things were all excavated from an ancient expert's cave. They are definitely treasures. You won't lose out if you buy them, but you also won't be fooled!"
"Dammit, you can keep these broken things as chamber pots," said Lin Feng, shaking his head. Some people curled their lips and were not fooled. They planned to leave.
"Everyone, don't go. Look at these five scrolls. They all record powerful and mysterious ancient secret techniques." Fatso shouted.
"Really?" Someone was puzzled and stopped.
"Of course." Fatso nodded.
Then, someone squatted down and opened the books.
However … Too much time had passed. Many of the pages had completely rotted, and the content was missing.
In some places, the writing was blurry and it was impossible to see what was written.
"What kind of broken scroll is this? It has no value at all. "
The person who was flipping through the scrolls was speechless. He threw the scrolls on the ground and left.
"Gentlemen, please wait. Not all of the scrolls can't be read clearly. Look at this scroll, there are words like 'Heavenly Flames' written on it. Maybe it has something to do with Heavenly Flames. You can go to the shop in the corner and repair it. Maybe you can find some information about Heavenly Flames. That's Heavenly Flames we're talking about. Fatso shouted.
"Keep it for yourself." The others didn't buy it and turned around to leave.
"Can I have a look at the scroll you mentioned?" At this moment, a young man stepped forward.
Fatso's face was full of smiles, as if saying, "Thank God, someone finally took the bait."
"Little brother, I can tell that you're different from ordinary people. You're extraordinarily handsome, and there's an indescribable Qi in your forehead. You must have obtained a heaven-defying opportunity. You're destined to meet Celestial Flames," said Lin Feng.
Fatso was very good at deceiving people. After a long speech, he handed the tattered scroll to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng opened it and looked at it. The scroll was also badly damaged, but in one corner, Lin Feng saw the words' Heavenly Flames'. This surprised him.
Heavenly Flames were born at the beginning of the world.
Just as the Fire Qilin had said, refining Heavenly Flames into one's body was definitely a heaven-defying fortune.
After all, countless years had passed.
The seventy-two types of Heavenly Flames had also gradually disappeared with the passage of time. This was very normal.
"I want this scroll," said Lin Feng. Lin Feng said.
"A hundred thousand taels of silver." Fatso laughed.
Lin Feng rolled his eyes. "It's just a stupid book. Why don't you go and steal it?"
"It was found in an ancient ruin." Fatso quibbled.
"Then I don't want it." Lin Feng turned around to leave.
"Fifty thousand." Fatso gritted his teeth.
"Ten thousand at most."
"Deal."
In the end, the tattered scroll was sold for ten thousand taels of silver. Fatso still had a happy expression. He knew that this guy must feel that he had made a big profit.
However, if this scroll really recorded information about Heavenly Flames, not to mention a mere ten thousand taels of silver, even a mountain of gold and an ocean of silver would not be able to compare.
"There's a shop in front that can repair all kinds of things. You can go take a look," Fatso said.
"Okay." Lin Feng nodded and left with the Fire Qilin.
"You don't really think that this tattered book has information about Heavenly Flames, do you?" The Fire Qilin curled its lips and said.
Lin Feng said, "Although it feels impossible, what if it's true?"
The Fire Qilin nodded and went with Lin Feng to the shop in the corner.
On the sign outside, there were prices for repairing all kinds of items.
"Repairing ordinary divine weapons, one thousand taels of silver per time."
"Repairing low-level magic weapons, ten thousand taels of silver per time."
"Repairing low-level flying swords, twenty thousand taels of silver per time."
"Repairing …"
There were dozens of items that could be repaired.
Lin Feng and the Fire Qilin entered the shop.
This shop gave Lin Feng a gloomy feeling. Behind the counter stood a skinny old man. This old man had deep eye sockets and a gloomy gaze. Looking at him made one feel a chill in the heart.
Lin Feng walked over and took out the scroll. "I want to repair the words on this scroll. I don't know if it's possible."
"Repairing ancient scrolls, three thousand taels of silver." The old man said.
Lin Feng handed the three thousand taels of silver to the old man.
Then, the old man took out some tools, such as some mysterious potions, and began to repair the words on the scroll.
An hour later.
The old man said, "Okay, it's done."
Lin Feng came to the counter and looked at the scroll. He frowned slightly because the old man had only repaired a few dozen words.
The old man said, "The scroll is seriously damaged. It's already quite good that it was repaired to this extent."
"Okay." Lin Feng nodded.
He began to read the content recorded on the scroll.
Because there wasn't much content that had been repaired, the content recorded on it was naturally incomplete. Lin Feng could only see some intermittent words.
Heavenly Fire … Storm Plains … Purple Core Fire …
Other than that, there was no other content.
Lin Feng showed the words on it to the Fire Qilin.
The Fire Qilin revealed a thoughtful expression.
The Storm Plains was too large. It was almost impossible to find the Heavenly Fire in the Storm Plains.
This made Lin Feng feel very regretful. There were too few clues, and it was difficult to find too many valuable clues.
At this time, the old man said, "What? You want to find the Heavenly Fire? "
Lin Feng nodded and said, "I do have that thought."
"This old man has heard of a piece of news." The old man's voice was gloomy.
"Senior, please enlighten me." Lin Feng cupped his fists.
The old man said, "In the depths of the Storm Plains, in the Undying Mountain Range, there are rumors that the Heavenly Fire Spirit died there. If the rumors are true, then the origin of the Heavenly Fire should still be in the Undying Mountain Range."
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