Jiang Ping An There are no requirements for clothes, as long as they can cover the body.
But Xia Qing asked him to attend tonight's dinner. The dinner was full of royal family and Great Xia's top Lineage. If he didn't dress better, it would be easy to embarrass Xia Qing.
Yun Huang took Jiang Ping An to the tailor shop in the Imperial City.
Red lanterns were hung on the streets, full of festive colors.
On the way, Jiang Ping An said nothing, with expressions of confusion or realization on his face from time to time.
Yun Huang You can tell at a glance that the other party is still immersed in cultivation, and his expression becomes strange.
When other men walked with her, they would either panic or try to please her. This was the first time they met a guy who completely ignored her.
"Daoist Jiang, don't you feel bored just practicing in your room every day?" Yun Huang took the initiative.
"Practice has to endure these things."
Jiang Ping An The more powerful people I see, the smaller I feel.
If you don't get stronger, you can't take revenge on Uncle Meng and Old Li.
Yun Huang shook his head helplessly, this man is so boring, how could Little Jing like such a man.
Yun Huang was not interested in chatting with Jiang Ping An, so he randomly found a tailor shop that looked crowded.
The store sells all kinds of clothing, including armors and combat boots. Some clothes are flashing with runes, which obviously have special functions.
"How did you sell that black suit?"
Yun Huang saw a handsome set of black clothes as soon as he entered the door. They were neat and straight, and the patterns on them were also very beautiful, which matched Jiang Ping An's calm temperament very well.
A clerk ran over with a smile and said respectfully:
"Girl, you have such a good eye. This suit is made of special silk. It will not be cold in winter or hot in summer. It can automatically adjust the temperature. It is engraved with more than a dozen kinds of runes. It can remove dust, avoid water and defend. It only costs 30,000 Spirit Stone."
"It's too expensive." Jiang Ping An said.
Ordinary people can buy a set of clothes with a few copper coins, thirty thousand Spirit Stone, which is more expensive than Foundation Establishment Realm Dharma Treasure.
With thirty thousand Spirit Stone, one-third of Saint Body Blood can be copied.
"It doesn't matter, I'll buy it for you."
Yun Huang doesn't care about this. Spirit Stone, she got a lot of rewards from the competition with Battle of God Island.
She will not be short of money until she reaches Nascent Soul Realm and does not need Law Fragment.
Xia Qing took the suit and handed it to Jiang Ping An, "Go and try to see if it fits. I think it's about the same."
Jiang Ping An sighed in his heart, things in the Imperial City are really expensive.
He will not accept the other party's things for nothing, and will pay him personally later.
Take the clothes and go to the fitting room to try on them.
Not long after Jiang Ping An entered the fitting room, a young man dressed in white appeared next to Yun Huang.
It's winter, and this man is holding a golden fan in his hand.
"Yun Huang girl, what a coincidence, you are also here to buy clothes?"
Yun Huang was slightly startled, "Master Li!"
White-Robed Man smiled slightly and said, "Calling Mr. Li too unfamiliar, just call me by my name Li He."
"The little girl doesn't dare." Yun Huang bowed slightly and saluted.
The other party is a direct descendant of the Li Family, one of the nine Great War Gods of Great Xia. The leader of this generation will be the person who will be in charge of a state in the future, and his status is extremely high.
"No need to bow. We hit it off immediately. Whatever you want to buy, I'll buy it for you."
Li He is very friendly and has no secret of his affection for Yun Huang.
He believes that this Divine Phoenix Body is completely worthy of his identity.
"Yun Huang appreciates Master Li's kindness. Yun Huang is not buying clothes, but buying clothes for friends."
Yun Huang rejected the other party's kindness.
Li He has a nice family, and Talent is good, but they are not her type.
The man she likes must be the kind of man who is unparalleled in dominance and dominates an era.
Li He smiled and joked, "It's not for men."
"Yes." Yun Huang said.
Li He's smile visibly stiffened, "What man?"
This feeling is like a fly appearing in your favorite bowl of white porridge, which is very disgusting.
"Princess asked me to bring Jiang Ping An to buy a decent set of clothes for tonight's dinner."
Yun Huang replied.
"It turns out to be this Little Hero."
Li He breathed a sigh of relief.
According to the news, Jiang Ping An is only sixteen. Although he killed Sun God Body twice and his performance was indeed dazzling, it was not enough to threaten him.
Without background and bloodline, he will become mediocre in the future. It would be great if he can reach Spirit Transformation.
Yun Huang can't possibly like this kind of person.
At this time, an ancient aura suddenly emitted from the clothing counter. The monks who were choosing clothes in the shop were shocked and looked at the counter.
In front of the counter, a monk Golden Core Realm, about eighteen years old, was holding a white cloth stained with blood.
The ancient aura is emanating from this white cloth.
Sun Pan felt very uncomfortable when he saw that he was being stared at by so many people. He quickly asked the boss, "I dug this piece of fabric out of Ancient Battlefield. Do you want to keep it?"
Ancient Battlefield, the place where War of Ten Thousand Clans broke out in ancient times, but there is no clear location.
With the changes of the times, many battlefields have turned into forests, oceans, or places where humans are active.
But in some places, the terrifying fluctuations left by ancient battles still remain, which are inaccessible to ordinary people. There are many great horrors inside.
When many people find a treasure, they will say it belongs to Ancient Battlefield and sell it at a high price.
This piece of blood cloth might really be something from an ancient battlefield, and its aura is very similar.
The blood on it is still bright red no matter how many years have passed.
The boss glanced at the white cloth and said, "It's just a rag. We don't accept it here. You can go to the high-end store next door and have a look. The blood on it should be worth two to three thousand Spirit Stone."
"Only a few thousand Spirit Stone?"
Sun Pan was very disappointed, "I thought this blood was of extraordinary value."
The boss rudely gave up Sun Pan's fantasy, "If blood was really valuable, you would have been killed by it long ago if you came across it. A strong man could kill you with just one drop of blood."
Sun Pan sighed, put away the cloth and was about to leave, when a voice suddenly sounded.
"Wait a minute."
Jiang Ping An came out of the changing room quickly.
After changing his clothes, he looked a little more heroic than before. He was too anxious to fasten his belt.
"What for?"
Sun Pan Seeing that the other party was just a monk Foundation Establishment Realm, his tone was not good.
He is in a very irritable mood now. What he thought was Supreme Treasure is actually worthless.
"Whether this piece of cloth is for sale, I will pay five thousand Spirit Stone."
Jiang Ping An asked.
Yun Huang came over and asked doubtfully, "Why did you buy this thing? Although the blood on it belongs to a strong person, after so long, there is not much energy left."
"I simply like antiques." Jiang Ping An smiled.
Yun Huang doesn't believe this at all.
This man is not even willing to buy a good piece of clothing, and he will definitely not buy useless things.
There might be something special about this piece of cloth, and Jiang Ping An saw it.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be in a hurry to come out of the fitting room without even tightening my belt.
Actually, Jiang Ping An didn't see what this piece of bloody white cloth was.
But when the white cloth appeared, his right eye trembled violently and hurt.
Although he didn't know what the bloody white cloth was, this was the first time his right eye had reacted. There must be something he didn't know.
Sun Pan heard that the other party was willing to pay five thousand Spirit Stone, his eyes lit up slightly and he said:
"This is an item on Ancient Battlefield. Who knows if there are any high-level laws contained in this blood, at least ten thousand Spirit Stone."