This time, Chu Cheng left Ziyun Sect. Will not return again.
It's just that he didn't return to the Kingdom of Heaven and the Chu family immediately. Instead, he used the method of heaven to deduce the location of Gu Liu and others. Although his secret knowledge is not as deep as Lan Mengyi's, he can still calculate the location of the four of them.
More than thirty years ago, Gu Liu, Xia Nong and Nu Jiaoniang took Feng Qingqing to travel around the world, transforming into mortals in the mortal world, and comprehending the meaning of the true way.
In the past thirty years, the four people have been traveling to different mortal dynasties, changing to another mortal dynasty every four years. Because they are monks, their appearance will not change. To transform into a mortal, to transform into a mortal, the first thing is to treat yourself as a real mortal. Staying too much in one place will not change your appearance, and it will inevitably make others guess.
In more than thirty years, the four of them have changed eight mortal dynasties, and the distance between them is very far, so they are not worried about meeting people they have met before.
In the north of Daluo Territory, there is the White Horse Dynasty, a third-level cultivation country. In a small town, there is a restaurant.
This restaurant is very famous in this small town. There are many diners every day. When outsiders came to this small town, the first thing recommended by the coachmen soliciting customers was the restaurant. It's just that those outsiders who have tasted the food there find it bland and tasteless. But I just felt like it was a worthwhile trip.
When you come to this small town, you must visit this restaurant.
This restaurant has not been open for a long time, less than two years. However, it surpassed the four major restaurants in a short period of time and became the number one restaurant in the city. Some people even say that this is the best building in the world.
A carriage was driving slowly through the city, and people were coming and going on the streets.
Sitting in this carriage was a man in white. The man in white wore a robe that looked like it was made of fine fabrics. He was either rich or born into a famous family.
The driver was an old man in his fifties who was very talkative along the way. He kept introducing the customs and famous places in the city to the man in white.
"Sir, although our Hanjiang City is a third-tier town of the White Horse Dynasty, it is the first floor of the world with the White Horse Dynasty. The food there is not expensive and the food is sufficient. Many dignitaries come from all the way to this restaurant just because of this restaurant. Young Master, you just came to Han River. You only ate one dry biscuit along the way. Do you want me to take you there to have a taste?"
"Excuse me, then." The man in white's voice sounded in the carriage.
A quarter of an hour later, the carriage passed by a river bridge. After turning around several alleys, we finally arrived at a remote place.
"Sir, this is it. Although this restaurant is shabby. But you see, those people are just here to have a meal in this restaurant, but they just need to line up. Don't be bothered, sir. When you go in, you will definitely I feel like this trip is worthwhile.
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The man in white nodded, opened the curtain, squeezed the five taels of silver in his hand, and threw it to the old man after getting off the carriage. It fell into the old man's hands very firmly.
"Sir, this old man doesn't have that much money to look for you." The old man looked at the silver in his hand, then at the bunch of copper coins in his arms, and said with a wry smile.
At the next moment, there was a voice that made the old man very happy.
"No need to change." The man in white shook his head and walked into the crowd.
This restaurant is very shabby, with only two floors. Not too gorgeous, just extremely plain. But there were dozens of people waiting outside the door.
Some of these people were dressed simply, some were dressed luxuriously. Two types of people who would never intersect are now in the same place at this moment.
"Gu Liu and the others actually opened a restaurant." The man in white looked up at the plaque hanging on the second floor, shook his head and smiled.
There are four crooked words written on the plaque, Helin Restaurant. When I saw this He Lin, I knew it was written by Gu Liu and named after him.
Chu Cheng's spiritual consciousness wave swept out and covered the entire Han River City. I saw seven pillars standing in front of the city's main building.
Within these seven pillars, there are people meditating, and there are clear lights flashing to prevent any spiritual consciousness from peeking. This is a formation, but for Chu Cheng, it is in name only.
Those meditating on the pillars are all monks. Among them, those with the highest level of cultivation have reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and those with the lowest level have reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. This force can be considered an extremely powerful force in the mortal world.
And those seven stone pillars are not ordinary stone pillars, but seven formation flags, and the center of the formation is the main building of the city. When the formation is activated, these seven monks can work together to unleash the power of the golden elixir.
It is remarkable that a third-level cultivation country can have such a large city defense formation. It can also be ranked among the best among the third-level cultivation countries.
But they didn't know that in a small city in this third-level cultivation country, there were three cultivators at the peak of god transformation, and they were about to enter the true path. Any one of them can destroy the entire White Horse Dynasty.
Chu Cheng withdrew his gaze from the seven stone pillars and fell on the restaurant again. He saw a middle-aged man in gray clothes, holding a long ax and chopping firewood in the backyard. Then I saw an old man cooking several pots of food in the kitchen.
This middle-aged man is Xia Nong, and this old man is Gu Liu.
Chu Cheng looked at them, with a smile on his lips, and walked into the restaurant in a flash. Hidden breath.
There was singing in the restaurant, which was very beautiful. He saw women in red collecting money and settling accounts. Saw it
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A woman in a white dress is playing music on the second floor balcony.
These are Feng Qingqing and Nujianniang. But when he saw them, Chu Cheng knew why this restaurant business was so popular.
While eating, the diners always inadvertently looked up and peeked at the beautiful woman who was settling accounts. Some of them kept their eyes fixed on the woman in white who was playing the piano and singing.
Feng Qingqing's appearance is exquisite, and she is a first-class beauty wherever she is placed. Although Nujiao Niang's appearance is only above average, her temperament as a god-transformation monk is naturally far superior to those of ordinary women.
There is a rule in this restaurant that meals cannot last longer than two quarters of an hour. For some reason, all diners complied with this rule.
When Chu Cheng walked into the restaurant, a diner happened to stand up and glanced at the woman playing the piano reluctantly.
Chu Cheng walked to a table that had been cleared and sat down. He ordered a plate of plain chicken and a plate of ingredients for a total of four cents.
It's really cheap and there's a lot of it. Chu Cheng took a bite. It was not very delicious, nor was it very difficult to eat. It just tastes average.
But no diners would care, because the most important thing they came to this restaurant to see was the two women.
Chu Cheng looked up at Feng Qingqing again and found that the coldness emanating from her body was getting stronger and stronger. It's summer now, but it's very cool in this restaurant. The reason lies in Feng Qingqing's cold constitution.
"With Tianhan physique, if I don't come, I will almost forget that Feng Qingqing has not really practiced the skills yet. I can't suppress the coldness in my body." Chu Cheng put down his chopsticks and walked out of the restaurant.
The moment Chu Cheng walked out, Feng Qingqing's delicate body suddenly trembled, and the next moment she clearly felt that her whole body had a sense of ecstasy, as if she could step through the void and align with the moon. There was a magic spell in her mind.
Nu Jiaoniang was very surprised when she felt that Feng Qingqing's temperament changed drastically in an instant, and she became even more pure and pure. There was no longer an icy cold surrounding her, and her energy returned inward. She was also very surprised.
The next moment, a voice came into Nujiao Niang's ears. At the same time, Xia Nong and Gu Liu were stunned in the backyard.
"You must return to the Ziyun Sect within half a year. The world will change drastically. Staying in the mortal world will only lead to death."
"Little Lord!"
This voice was very familiar to them. The four people quickly put down what they were doing and rushed out of the restaurant amidst the doubts of the diners, but no trace of Chu Cheng was found.
Chu Cheng left and had already met the people he met. After that, he immediately returned to the Chu family and made complete preparations for building the Immortal Platform.
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