Open your eyes.
This is a storefront covering only a dozen or so square meters.
It's currently three in the afternoon, and outside is a bustling small town street filled with cars coming and going.
Standing at the door, Zhang Feng walked slightly inside and sat on a simulated mahogany stool, scanning the surroundings of the room.
A lot of strange talismans were pasted on the walls.
To sum it up, it's all fake.
But I am a 'Feng Shui Master,' still the kind without spiritual energy.
At a glance, it's a Jianghu Sorcerer.
Reflecting, Zhang Feng adjusted his hairpin (bus captain's hat) and then looked at his attributes.
[Age: 45]
[Constitution: 21]
[Foundation: 6]
[Martial Arts: 6.5]
[Spirit Root: 1.2]
The Spirit Root is rather good.
Moreover, with the support of the Spirit Root, even if 'I' have not practiced or known any magic, the constitution is still quite high.
Using Visualization to sense for a moment, this world indeed has spiritual qi.
