After escaping from the Blood Demon Palace, Ke Xiaoliang first changed his path several times, used escape talismans, and escaped randomly.
Then it floated hundreds of miles upstream along the Tongtian River.
After going around for a while, we unexpectedly arrived at Yunzhou.
Yunzhou is the territory of the righteous way, and all the demonic monks have to live with their tail between their legs here.
Fortunately, the skills practiced by Ke Xiaoliang did not require any harmful or vicious things to assist.
The requirements for a few spiritual materials can also be redeemed in the Gourd Realm through magic values.
There is no risk of exposure.
It was an accident to discover Belvedere and live temporarily in Belvedere at the foot of Cuiyun Mountain.
The city is beautiful and the folk customs are relatively simple.
Cuiyun Mountain is not a top righteous sect, so the investigation of demonic monks is not so strict.
Ke Xiaoliang stayed and settled down temporarily.
It's not that I haven't thought about it, one person, one horse, one sword and one sword, wandering around the world.
See scenery you have never seen before, meet people you have never seen before, and know stories you have never heard.
But this kind of romance only belonged to the rich in the previous life, but in this life it belongs to the strong.
Ke Xiaoliang can be said to be very strong... with the help of various talismans and props, but he is not really that strong. There is still a lot of room for growth.
Therefore, settling down temporarily and developing stably is the best policy.
In order to deceive others, Ke Xiaoliang opened a snack shop.
I casually researched several delicious pastry recipes through the divine realm of the Calabash World, and paired with some regular pastries, I can actually support the pastry shop in a decent way.
The town is not big and has a limited population.
It will be relatively closed, and the influx of foreign people will inevitably attract attention after lingering for a long time.
Now that I have the reputation of doing business, I feel much more comfortable.
The day after delivering cakes to Yang Zhenzhen, the little girl led a group of sisters to visit Ke Xiaoliang's business.
A large group of warblers and swallows, isn't it very lively?
The leader is a girl wearing white clothes with a nebula chain around her waist. She looks more mature than Yang Zhenzhen, and her appearance is slightly better, but her mind and size are not the same.
"Are you the smelly boss of this restaurant?" the girl asked Ke Xiaoliang, with a questioning tone in her tone. She was not very polite, but she was not self-conscious at all.
Obviously, he is held in high esteem by fellow seniors and junior fellow students on weekdays.
"Yes!" Ke Xiaoliang sat lazily on the Taishi chair, looking at the running water outside the window and waving his fan.
"The pastries you make are pretty good, especially the spiritual cakes. With the same efficacy, they are comparable to elixirs of equal value. Why don't you go to a bigger place to develop?" the girl asked again, her tone even becoming a little aggressive. .
Ke Xiaoliang said lightly: "There is a Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers in the south of Belvedere. There are many exotic flowers and plants in the valley, which are naturally occurring and bloom all year round. The most suitable raw materials for making pastries. I opened a shop in Belvedere. A box of ten pastries There is a profit within the spirit stone. In three to five years, I can make money and hire someone to enlighten me with mana, and I can break through one or two realms by the way. But if you go to a big city, you will have to spend money on layer upon layer of exploitation, eating and drinking, and the raw materials will be more expensive. If you sell them, they will naturally be more expensive, but you won’t make any money.”
"Disciples of your major sect don't understand these. After all, the hardships of our casual cultivators... are only known to us casual cultivators."
The girl was choked and looked a little embarrassed.
Yang Zhenzhen jumped over excitedly, stuffed a cake that looked like a hibiscus flower into the girl's mouth, and then said proudly: "Quick! Quick! Senior Sister Mengxi! Try it, is it delicious? I tasted six kinds of flower-flavored ones. Taste, but Miaomiao said there are eight kinds, please help me evaluate them."
He turned around and squinted his eyes with a smile, looked at Ke Xiaoliang and said: "The pastries here are really delicious, and there are new product recommendations, free ones to try...it's really... great!"
"It's great to meet you in Belvedere..."
The little fool, who had no idea at all and had no idea that his senior sister was trying to find out, smiled extremely innocently.
"I'm also very happy to have a new friend like you! A good friend!"
"By the way! My name is Li Longjing, and I haven't asked my good friend's name yet!" Ke Xiaoliang asked the little fool with a smile.
The little fool put a piece of pastry into his mouth, chewed it wholeheartedly, and then said with a crooked smile: "Me? My name is Yang Zhenzhen!"
"Yang Zhenzhen? The name is really nice, just like yours." Ke Xiaoliang said.
"Really? Really?" Yang Zhenzhen continued to eat.
Senior Sister Mengxi, who was ignored, snorted coldly and turned away.
As he walked, he paid attention to Ke Xiaoliang's movements.
She thought Ke Xiaoliang was using a trick.
She has seen this trick of playing hard to get a lot among her senior brothers in the same sect.
But until she left the pastry shop, she didn't hear Ke Xiaoliang actively chatting with her.
The other party and Yang Zhenzhen had been chatting happily.
"Humph! It turns out to be an LSP!"
"He's just here for Zhenzhen's pair of big babies!" Senior Sister Mengxi saw through the truth.
With the proliferation of blood symbols, some terms from other worlds began to spread in reality.
In a small closed town like Belvedere, you can occasionally see some strange people wearing strange clothes, walking through the streets and alleys in clothes unique to other worlds.
The commotion passed quickly.
The dim sum shop became quiet again.
Occasionally, people would come in to buy pastries, and Lao Cai would take care of them, so there was no need to bother Ke Xiaoliang.
Ke Xiaoliang paid close attention to the world of Gaowu, his brows gradually furrowed.
The level of Grandmaster... will be broken but not broken.
The black-skinned boy's Grand Master cultivation level was forcibly piled up by Ke Xiaoliang with resources in order to achieve a shocking effect and harvest the magic value.
The breakthrough of the black-skinned boy stems from God's favor rather than his own understanding. Even if he breaks through, his understanding of this realm is still vague. He can use his power but cannot express the concept clearly.
In the world of high-level martial arts, ordinary innate warriors can only cut off iron and divide metal, lift up Qi and fly freely, and it is difficult for them to release their true Qi more than ten feet. A warrior who specializes in tempering the body has only the same strength as an adult. Elephant quite.
Even those so-called great masters who are on the verge of becoming a master have a depth and breadth of cultivation that far exceeds that of ordinary warriors.
Nor is it essentially distanced from ordinary innateness.
Carrying a mountain and walking on it, one can throw the mountain with force... Such a tyrannical power is really puzzling.
"So I want to build a bridge between Xiantian and Grandmaster first."
"Let people walk across this bridge...or even if it is not a bridge, there should be a line. Instead of like now, blind men feel the elephant and feel the stones to cross the river."
"The question is, how to arrange this line, this bridge?"
"Special martial arts? Or a special opportunity? How to arrange it properly so that it can help the subsequent exploration and promotion of Qi?" Ke Xiaoliang kept thinking.
At this moment, it was not just a few people who had the same thoughts as Ke Xiaoliang.
Shaoyang waved his palms, shooting out clouds of rain on the martial arts training ground. From the rain clouds, dragon claws sometimes appeared, and sometimes strange energy shot out with a snap of his fingers. Large potholes were swept out of the flat martial arts training ground.
"No! No! It's just not right!"
"There's too much difference... too much difference! I can feel the progress, but... I'm still far behind the master power of that black-skinned boy. This gap... doesn't even seem like the same thing. There is a gap between one realm and another. And it’s like... between them, the gap jumps several levels."
