The woman smiled and said, "Every day, our restaurant will issue tasks. As long as the adults help us complete these tasks, they will get black stones of varying amounts."

When Xu Jiuchang, who was standing beside him, hurriedly shook his head and signaled Mu Feng not to agree.

Seeing Xu Jiuchang's appearance, Mu Feng knew that this matter was extraordinary. He has always been a person with promises, so he was unwilling to say anything easily, so he said, "I'll think about it first, thank you."

The purpose of his visit to the restaurant was to investigate Qiaoyun's place.

Now that he saw the restaurant, he couldn't speak, and he didn't ask too much. After all, he had just arrived in the prison not long ago, and many things needed to be explored slowly.

Mu Feng glanced at Xu Jiuchang's man and asked the woman again: "How to sell wine here?"

The woman immediately smiled and said, "Ten low-quality black stones can be exchanged for a jar of fine wine."

"The piece in the hands of the adults is medium-grade black, which can be exchanged for one hundred low-grade black stones."

"Then help me exchange for a hundred low-grade black stones."

Seeing Mu Feng say this so calmly, the people around him whispered. Mu Feng's behavior really seemed a bit incredible in the eyes of ordinary people.

After all, this medium-grade black stone was given to you by someone else, but you exchanged the medium-grade black stone for the low-grade black stone, and then tried to exchange these black stones for fine wine, which seemed extremely unkind.

Although these people felt indignant, the woman in front of Mu Feng smiled and generously took the middle-grade black stone he sent out, and said with a smile: "Sir, please wait."

Not long after the woman walked upstairs, she took down another box and opened it, which contained black stones the size of beans.

The woman smiled and said, "This is a hundred spirit stones. You have collected them."

Mu Feng looked at the black stone in the box and nodded in his heart. The mental power of these low-grade black stones is far less than that of the medium-grade black stones before.

These black stones vary in size and have rough textures, and the content of mental power in them is as low as possible. It seems that this should be the worst type of black stone.

Mu Feng took twenty black stones and handed them to the woman and said, "Give me two jars of bars."

The woman smiled happier, Mu Feng

His behavior seems very unkind in the eyes of many people. Only this woman present can see Mu Feng's state of mind. Those who have reached this state of mind no longer care about the eyes of the people around them.

Because their hearts have long reached the state of no desires and no desires.

All worldly views have no binding force on them at all.

Because, in the eyes of these people, the secular people are like ants.

What these people want will naturally be solved in the simplest way, because they are too lazy to think about it.

Just like in front of you, the person in front of you will buy it with Black Stone if he wants to drink, and he will not consider how Black Stone comes from.

Such people are often very terrifying.

The woman took the black stone over and quickly ordered someone to bring in two jars of fine wine and handed it to Xu Jiuchang beside Mu Feng.

Seeing two jars of fine wine, Xu Jiuchang's tears were about to flow down. They stayed in the prison for more than a thousand years, and even forgot what the wine tasted.

Even though they could still smell the scent of wine from the jar through the sealing mud.

"Sir, this is the killer waist card in our restaurant. If you don't dislike it, please accept it. With this killer waist card, you can borrow black stones from all our restaurants, or you can ask our restaurant to provide you with some necessary assistance."

"Okay, thank you." Mu Feng took the killer's waist card and took Xu Jiuchang and others to leave the restaurant.

The woman looked at Mu Feng's departure back, and a hint of demeanor appeared in her eyes. She said to herself: "I really didn't expect that I was here to pursue the Three-Eyed Dragon King, but I found a master. It seems that it is necessary to report to the headquarters."

Soon, the woman hurriedly returned to the upper floor.

After leaving the restaurant, Xu Jiuchang held the wine and said to Mu Feng: "Sir, although this killer waist card is a good thing, you should try not to agree to their request."

"Why?" Mu Feng asked.

"The tasks of this restaurant are often a life-and-death life. They will hire you to assassinate some forces that are fighting against the three royal cities. Those forces are all famous and famous forces in Tianzhuo. Think about it, they dare to fight against the three royal cities. Can this strength be weak?"

"That means that this brand is still a hot potato."

"That's sure. Since its establishment, this restaurant has issued more than 200 killer waist cards, but now more than half of the owners have disappeared for no reason."

"There are rumors that the killers were buried alive because of the failure of the mission."

"This is interesting." Mu Feng smiled, he put away his waist card and said, "The greater the risk, the greater the benefits. Maybe you can get a lot of black stones. Let's talk about the situation first."

Now Mu Feng is becoming more and more interested in this heavenly prison. He did not expect that his unintentional decision would lead to unexpected gains.

At this time, Mu Feng gradually felt that this heavenly prison did not seem to be built by a cultivator, after all, a cultivator always follows the way of heaven.

Although they are doing a fight for fate with the heavens, in secret, every immortal cultivator is extremely afraid of the way of heaven.

After all, every practitioner has to go through three disasters in his life, and these three disasters can almost destroy more than half of the immortal cultivators.

Therefore, cultivators rarely do such things that are in conflict with the laws of heaven, unless they are forced to do so.

Besides, the builder of this Heavenly Prison is not just a violation of the Heavenly Way, he is almost completely contrary to the Heavenly Way. Such behavior is equivalent to standing on the opposite side of the Heavenly Way, and it is not just as simple as enduring the punishment of Heaven.

Mu Feng thought while walking, "Will this be related to the God-Hidden Clan? Is it that the God-Hidden Clan was isolated from this place? Could it be that the God-Hidden built a prison to imprison the cultivators?"

This idea just emerged in Mu Feng's mind and was quickly dispelled by Mu Feng.

After all, this idea is too ridiculous. How could a powerful man with the ability to build such a heavenly prison care about these cultivators who were caught?

Those who build the Heavenly Prison can destroy thousands of immortals with just one blow.

What's more, most of the people who are locked up here are immortal cultivators who have not stepped into the ranks of immortals. Such people are like ants in the eyes of powerful people who build the heavenly prison, and are not worth mentioning at all. Why do you do this kind of confrontation with the way of heaven in order to imprison these ants?

Mu Feng didn't understand until he left the town, but he didn't get anything. At least he was completely sure now that this Heavenly Prison was definitely not the work of an immortal cultivator.
Chapter completed!