C5 I don't want rice

Mu Mu made a small courtyard inside the Inn.

did not care about spending some Gold coins s. In his eyes, money was just money.

After staying here, Nan Feng started to train the Body, at least he had to use some martial arts techniques.

In the past, when Nan Feng used his leg techniques, his roundhouse kick and Sky-kicking techniques were all effortless and easy, and he even had some strength. Right now, this Body, if it dared to use such moves, even its muscles and tendons would be injured.

Nan Feng's method of training made Mu Mu, who was taking care of his daily life, dazzled. Mu Mu had seen many warriors cultivate in the Tang Mansion, but he had never seen someone like Nan Feng.

This day, when Nan Feng, whose body was covered in hot sweat from his training, took a bath, Mu Mu spoke out. He planned to help Nan Feng by making a trip over to the Capital City to find Tang Yun.

"For the time being, don't go. If she doesn't care about me, it's useless for you to tell her. But if she does care about me, it makes her worried, so there's no need to tell her either way." Nan Feng thought for a moment and said, he could see the essence of the matter.

Mu Mu did not say anything, he felt that Nan Feng's words made sense.

After staying in the Wangjiang City for a whole day, Nan Feng spent most of his time taking care of his body. He would walk around on the streets in the evening as well, as he had to understand a lot about the new world.

As he understood it, Nan Feng knew that although there were many Martial Academy in the Purple Thorn Empire, their levels were different. The best Martial Academy s were the Purple Thorn Martial Academy s of the Capital City. The children of the nobility were proud to have entered the Purple Thorn Martial Academy, and the next thing to that were the Martial Academy s of their respective counties.

Those who performed outstanding in the Martial Academy would be favored by the kingdom, selected to enter the Capital City, and those who performed outstanding in the Capital City would be rewarded with an official title and a noble title. This meant that the Martial Academy was a commoner, and was the only way for warriors to gain a future.

After staying in Inn for half a month, Nan Feng thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate for Mu Mu to do this. Leaving it behind, Nan Feng couldn't do it.

After thinking for a while, Nan Feng called Mu Mu over, "Mu Mu, you don't have to follow me anymore. We've gotten quite a few Gold coins from Tang Yuan and his place, see if we can buy a courtyard in the vicinity of Wangjiang City."

"Gongzi, don't chase Mu Mu away. Tang Mansion, Mu Mu can't go back." Hearing Nan Feng's words, Mu Mu immediately became anxious.

"Don't be anxious, sit down first and listen to what I have to say slowly. Tang Mansion doesn't have to say that you can't go back, even if you can. One could live without anything, but one could not live without dignity. I am asking you to buy a house, have a home, and be able to live your own life in the future. After Nan Feng placed Mu Mu on the chair, he explained his views.

"No, no one will take care of Gongzi." Mu Mu still shook his head.

"After I enter the Martial Academy, I will normally train. Furthermore, I can also take care of myself, so when I have nothing else to do in the Martial Academy, I will look for you. Even if I did not do well, we will have a place to stay, no?" Nan Feng said with a smile.

Hearing Nan Feng's explanation, Mu Mu nodded his head.

"Then go and arrange it!" Nan Feng said to Mu Mu.

Mu Mu ran to find a suitable place to stay. Nan Feng was right inside the Inn, and was constantly getting used to his Body, increasing his physical strength and strength. Body did not have tenacity. Not to mention other things, they could not even use their leg techniques.

After finishing his training today, he cleaned up a bit. Seeing that Mu Mu did not come back, Nan Feng went out to the streets out of boredom. The Wangjiang City was beautiful in the evening, bringing water from outside the city into the Langjiang River, forming a small river.

Listening to the rough music coming from the drum, Nan Feng frowned. He liked music, but he did not like this kind of music.

Arriving in front of an instrument shop, Nan Feng touched the Gold coins s inside and Nan Feng went in.

Looking at the musical instrument in the shop, Nan Feng laughed bitterly, as he did not discover anything that he liked.

"Owner, is the blacksmith here? Can you change the zither?" Nan Feng called for the Owner.

"Sure, but Gongzi has to pay for this zither." Owner said as he looked at Nan Feng.

Nan Feng nodded his head and paid the Gold coins, then brought it along with a craftsman to the backyard.

Nan Feng told his idea. He wanted the guitar, the zither was bought for the zither string.

The craftsman was startled, the guitar he heard from Nan Feng was unheard-of, but he still followed Nan Feng's instructions.

The ingredients were already prepared, and only required a bit of effort to produce and process. It was completed in an hour, Nan Feng fiddled with the strings, feeling satisfied, he nodded towards the craftsman, "Thank you Master."

"You're welcome, Gongzi has opened my eyes. What a great idea." The craftsman brought Nan Feng a box.

After leaving the musical instrument shop, Nan Feng walked along the street. At this time, the moon had risen and the streets were filled with all sorts of hawking sounds.

He was in another country, in another country! Right now, Nan Feng felt lonely.

After arriving at a small bridge, he leaned on a railing and looked at the bright moon in the sky. Nan Feng didn't know how the world would be in the past.

After untying the guitar case hanging from his shoulder, Nan Feng sat on the Bridge Stone Lion's claw and tried to sing a few syllables.

When would the moon be bright? Ye Zichen asked the blue sky. May I know what year it is?

I want to ride the wind to return, afraid of Qiongju Yu, high above the cold. If one dances to make out the shadow, why does it seem like they are in the human world?

Zhu Ge Pavilion, Ling Qi, sleepless. Should not hate, what matter long time circle? It was difficult to complete the story of the people who had their sorrows together and the moon that was full and round. Wishing him a long life, a thousand miles of cicada.

A Concept was a good Concept, but there was someone who broke this feeling.

Pow!

A crisp sound broke the rhythm of Nan Feng's singing with his eyes closed.

In the case that Nan Feng kept the guitar in, a Gold coins was spinning non-stop.

Looking up, Nan Feng realized that there were a lot of people surrounding him. He did not know who lost the Gold coins.

Nan Feng knew that he had been misunderstood. The current him, in the eyes of others, sounded like he was selling skills, and in other words, asking for food.

"Everyone, I'm not a performer. I was just expressing my feelings and I couldn't help but chant a few sentences. Do not misunderstand. Whose is this, and who will take it back?" Nan Feng opened his mouth.

"Gongzi's tune is elegant, it's rare to catch a whiff of it. Furthermore, everyone has their own opportunities when in trouble, so we just need to help each other out." A man threw a Gold coins towards Nan Feng's guitar case.

The next moment, the crowd was filled with generous offers.

"Nan Feng is here to thank everyone. In fact, I just left home, so I'm a little sad. Nan Feng stood up with an awkward expression, because he saw the familiar faces, Yi Lin and Yi Xuan.