Chapter 401 My steamed buns!

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Qiandu, the capital of Daqian.

Looking to the east, you can still see a towering pass and a huge palace above it. Above the palace is a staircase leading straight to the sky. It seems that if you go up this staircase, you can touch the great sun in the sky.

Although the houses in the city are not as tall as those in Dragon Palace City, they are neat and clean. On both sides of the spacious streets, there are many luxurious buildings with carved beams and paintings. Shops, restaurants, medicine shops and tailors are all available for daily life or entertainment.

The gates are like a city, and the crowds are surging. The streets and alleys in the city are crisscrossed, and the carriages and horses are rubbing against each other. People are shuttled between the streets and alleys, which shows the bustling bustle.

It was good that there were so many people in this city. Xuedaotang had never seen a city with a large number of people before when he was in the country of Hebei, but this was the only time in his life that he had seen such lush flowers and vigorous vitality.

Even in Dayan, such weather is not seen.

However, this has nothing to do with the disciples of Blood Knife Hall.

On the street, the six members of the Blood Knife Hall squatted on the street corner, looking at the mortals running like running water on the street, their eyes blank and their expressions dull.

Gu——

The stomachs of several of them were thundering, showing that they were hungry.

As soon as they led the horses forward, they were carrying goods. They were obviously pedestrians who had just entered the city. They suddenly stopped and looked at them with a surprised look, as if they had seen something strange.

After looking at it for a few more times, he couldn't help but say: "Everyone, are you encountering any difficulties? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Bah! How dare mortals like you control us!"

A Blood Knife Hall disciple spat: "I don't want you to worry about it anymore, just go away!"

"Hey, you, I ask you kindly, why are you talking so harshly? Seeing that you have hands and feet but don't do work, if you just came here, you would think there are still beggars in Qiandu!"

The mortal snorted coldly: "I am the best place in the capital, where can people like you come from?!"

After that, he glared at these people, ignored them, and led the horse forward.

"You guys, we are refining qi"

The Blood Knife Hall disciple stood up and was about to curse, when he saw the mortal wave his hand, and with a crisp 'clang' sound, several copper plates spun on the ground for a few times before falling to the ground.

"Take it and fill your stomach!" A mortal voice sounded from the front.

"This man is disgusting!"

The other Blood Knife Hall disciples stood up angrily, pointed at the mortal and cursed: "How could we Blood Knife Hall disciples do this?"

Gu——

"Like a beggar"

Gu——

"We are not beggars! You, a mortal, dare to humiliate us. Remember this grudge and you will definitely avenge it in the future!"

One of the disciples yelled loudly, then squatted on the ground and picked up the copper plates. He was overjoyed when he counted them, "Six!"

As soon as these words came out, other disciples also gathered around, showing excitement.

"There are six of them!"

"You can eat two big steamed buns per person!"

"Brother, we can eat now!"

The disciple turned to the only person squatting there and said happily.

It's just that the person didn't even raise his head, but was writing vigorously in a handbook.

"Senior brother?"

The disciple looked over curiously.

I saw my senior brother writing words on the book, and the whole book was densely packed with words.

[On March 21st, the scribes from Daganduanxiong City attacked me. 】

[On March 22, the prefect of Duanxiong City asked me to be imprisoned. 】

[On April 1st, Zhang Feixuan, a disciple of the Jinxian Sect, whipped me. 】

[On May 12th, Dragon Lord of Dragon Palace City despised me. 】

[On June 13, Zhang Feixuan, a member of the Golden Immortal Sect, laughed at me. 】

[On June 14th, the Lishi Sect’s Wan Yan Gu insulted me. 】

[On June 15th, the Qiandu Guards beat me and it hurt a lot. 】



From top to bottom, from the date to what happened, he wrote it all down.

And this time he was adding a new one.

[July 21st, Daqian mortals regard me as a beggar. 】

Snapped.

After finishing writing, he closed the book and said, "I have recorded this humiliation!"

There are four big words on the cover of this booklet - "Repay tenfold".

What was written in this booklet was what happened after he came to Daqian. To avoid forgetting things, he specially made a booklet and wrote them down one by one.

When he grows up, these hatreds will definitely be repaid tenfold!

Luo Gongye arrived in Qiandu with Zhang Feixuan a month ago. He thought that he would be able to establish a sect after arriving in Qiandu.

But Zhang Feixuan said that Senior Brother Lao Shizi had not left seclusion and asked them to wait here.

Just wait, this place is prosperous, there are many people, and there are many opportunities for practice, so it is not impossible.

But what they didn't expect was that Zhang Feixuan said that they couldn't do anything until Brother Nalaoshizi came out of seclusion, so they just had to wait here.

Luo Gongye naturally wanted to fight, but then there was nothing more.

The most powerful ones are only in the third level, so naturally they cannot defeat those who are in the ninth level.

Since they can't practice, just wait and see. The prefect here is also polite to them and provides them with good food and drink.

But they hadn't eaten for a day when a character named Wan Yangu suddenly broke in.

After all, he was self-reliant and saved the family business by carrying other people's bags, so why should they be able to eat and drink well when they come?

Luo Gongye was naturally unhappy and stepped forward to argue, but there was still no result.

This figure from the Lux Sect named Wan Yan Gu is also at the ninth level.

So they were kicked out the next day and ordered not to leave the city, allowing them to fend for themselves here.

If you are self-reliant, isn’t that just doing things for mortals?

They are Qi refiners, how can they be subjected to such insults!

At that time, I was planning to kill a few mortals and escape directly, so I wouldn't suffer any more.

Then they were beaten by the guards.

That was a real fight!

A dozen crabs surrounded them. Those mortals in uniforms also held frightening firecrackers that could emit beams of light. Then they held iron rods and beat them down one by one.

I don’t know what the iron rod is made of, but it feels different when I press it down.

Some felt like blood was flowing backwards all over their bodies, some had pain in their bones from the beatings, and some felt dizzy and dizzy from the beatings. What's worse, even after the beatings, they felt cold and painful, and the pain lasted for several days.

They can't walk here, and they can't grab anything. They can only hang out on the streets of Gandu. It's easy to get enough to eat here. Workers are being recruited everywhere, and you can get enough to eat just by doing anything.

But they are Qigong practitioners, how can they do this? !

Wouldn't that be contrary to Tiangang?

So they relied on their strong will to survive until now. At first, there were some kind-hearted mortals who asked, but they were scolded away. In desperation, some threw some food, some threw some money, and that's how they survived.

But over time, those mortals couldn't stand the dirty words of these people and began to ignore them.

Like the mortal just now, it was obvious that he had just arrived, otherwise he would not have lost their money.

"Brother, don't be humiliated. Let's fill our stomachs first. Junior brothers are all so hungry that they have no energy left." The disciple yelled Qu.

Qi masters also need to eat. At first they could catch mortals and scold them, but they haven't eaten for several days. Who cares whether they are humiliated or not? Filling their stomachs is the most important thing.

Luo Gongye snorted coldly, and as soon as he stood up, he started to shake.

He was even more hungry than these junior brothers. At the third level of fighting power, especially when one is practicing to increase one's strength, food supplements are very important.

"I want to eat four!" Luo Gongye said.

Disciple of Blood Knife Hall: "..."

You do nothing every day, they are the ones who come to pick up money. Sometimes when you are so hungry that you go out for a walk, they will accept the food given by others with a smile. You are the only one who is humiliated here and there all day long.

As a result, I still need to eat more.

Is there any way? This is their senior brother

A group of people walked to a steamed bun shop. They had just paid and picked up the steaming white flour steamed buns. Smelling the unique aroma of the steamed buns, Luo Gongye couldn't wait to put the steamed buns into his mouth when a voice sounded in his ears. .

"found it!"

A ray of blood quickly escaped, and the air wave it rushed out rippled among the six people, causing their hair to fly away. The steamed buns they picked up were blown away when their hands were unsteady.

Just as Luo Gongye was about to stretch out his hand, his wrist was grabbed by a hand.

"Come with me, senior brother is out of seclusion!"

Zhang Feixuan appeared in front of them, and ignored the greetings of the mortals around him when they saw him, grabbed them and left.

Luo Gongye saw the steamed bun fall to the ground and roll on the ground. Then it was picked up by other junior brothers, who hurriedly stuffed it into their mouths, while his body was pulled away uncontrollably.

All that can be left is a cry of sorrow, "My steamed buns!"

(End of chapter)