readx;? Chapter 247

"Steamed buns, freshly baked steamed buns, fresh and delicious, you are satisfied!"

In the morning, Yulong Street in the capital is full of aroma, people come and go, and dense crowds of people continue to enter and exit in restaurants, refreshments, and bun shops. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the east side of Yulong Street, in the steaming steamed buns, the signboard of a restaurant looms in the steam.

"Yujing Building"!

The three words are black and gold-painted, which is quite elegant. The signboard was changed this morning, along with the signboard, and the owner of the restaurant.

But except for the owner of the restaurant, the other guys, the chef has not changed. So many people don't know that this restaurant has long since changed hands.

Even if some people notice that the signboard has changed, they don't take it too seriously.

And at this moment, Wang Chong is on this Yujing Tower.

In the best private room on the second floor of Yujing Building, several big men of the Zhuang family and the Chi family sat on the ground, gobbling up, and dozens of "steamers" had been placed on the ground, but on the table, there were more steamers piled up, stacked up, like a cage tower.

The iron horse of the Zhuang family and the iron guard of the Chi family are all well-known, but this is the first time that everyone has seen their terrible appetite.

"Almost!"

Leaning on the railing, Wang Chong slowly ended his practice and opened his eyes.

It's been a few days since the last operation, and in the past few days, Wang Chong hasn't done anything. Just practice on the upper floor of this Yujing.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door from outside.

"Come in. ”

Wang Chong said lightly, and didn't look back.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and outside the door appeared was Ayaka Gongyu, dressed in black, holding a steaming basket of steamed buns, and walked in.

"Childe. ”

Gong Yuya held the bun, sat on her knees, put the cage drawer in front of Wang Chong, and then took out a pair of chopsticks, carefully wiped them and handed them over.

"How's it going?"

Wang Chong took the black jade chopsticks, picked up a soup bag and put it in his mouth. The soup dumpling is very soft and thin, and when you bite it gently, there is a thick soup that seeps into the mouth, fresh and fragrant, overflowing with lips and teeth, swallowing, from the mouth to the stomach, piece by piece of comfort.

Not bad!

Wang Chong nodded with satisfaction. After eating so many restaurants and tea shops, in the end, Wang Chong still thinks that the soup dumplings here are the best.

There are so many restaurants in Jingshi, Wang Chong finally chose this one, which is an important reason.

As for another reason

This is also because Wang Chong really needs to have his own restaurant.

In the capital, every time I go to someone else's restaurant or store, it is too ostentatious and inconvenient. After a long time, it will inevitably attract the attention of the heart.

If you have your own restaurant, whether it is eating or practicing, it is very convenient, at least, it is very convenient in terms of hiding people's eyes and ears.

This is just like the Yao family bought the "Guanghe Tower". The latter has always made a deep impression on Wang Chong.

Buying your own restaurant, sometimes, can't be measured by money alone.

"To Childe's surprise, our actions have already attracted the attention of the Goguryeo people. Now not only Goguryeo's No. 1 base, but also No. 2 base and No. 3 base have all been strengthened, and it seems that the Goguryeo people have become very suspicious. ”

Gong Yu Ayaka knelt on the ground and said respectfully. Even when she had to appear next to Wang Chong, she was very careful to use the light and shadow in the room, obstacles, as well as screens and railings to cover herself, trying not to let outsiders notice her.

It's almost a kind of instinct.

"Heh, there is no shortage of masters among the Goguryeo people, at least that little beast forest king is not a good person. We've killed so many people, even if the others weren't suspicious, I guess he should be suspicious. ”

Wang Chong said lightly, picked up another soup bag, put it in his mouth, and looked comfortable and comfortable, as if everything was in his calculations.

"Still, there won't be a problem. The Little Beast Forest King is not a good kind, he even dares to attack the three major training camps, if it catches his attention, I'm afraid it will not be good for us!"

Gong Yu Ayaka frowned and said with some concern.

In the realm of the Tang Dynasty, the Little Beast Forest King is a legend, he is well-planned, ruthless, and bold, but no one knows what he looks like.

This means that even if he passes by you, you don't know what he looks like. I don't even know when I was killed by him.

"Haha, don't make him so scary, after all, he's just a human being. It's just that because we haven't seen what he looks like, that's why we're so suspicious. ”

Wang Chong swallowed the soup dumpling, waved his hand, and said disapprerovitically.

Mystery comes from the unknown, and so does fear!

Wang Chong knew that the Little Beast Forest King was definitely well versed in this. However, this also shows that he is afraid.

Just as the Rats can't see the light, the Little Beast Forest King is obviously the same.

If they knew what the Little Beast Forest King looked like, everyone wouldn't be so afraid.

"Moreover, have you forgotten the soldiers he transferred from Goguryeo? He spent so much time and effort and so much energy, and he did a lot of work. At this time, he doesn't have the time to pay attention to us little pawns. ”

Wang Chong paused

"And maybe it's a good thing for us to do this, so that he can speed up his actions."

"Fiction is real, reality is fiction", Wang Chong didn't do it in the past few days, and he deliberately made the Goguryeo people unable to figure out their own laws of action, so that they couldn't figure it out and felt uneasy.

As long as these people are uneasy, they will definitely find a way to speed up their actions.

The so-called "mistake in busyness", once any action is in a hurry, it will only be easy to leave flaws.

Gong Yu Ayaka frowned and was silent, as if she was still thinking about the meaning of Wang Chong's words.

Wang Chong smiled, didn't pay attention to it, picked up a soup bag with chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth again.

After practicing all night, I didn't feel it at the time, but now that I have finished my practice and calmed down, I feel hungry in my belly.

While eating the soup dumplings, Wang Chong continued to practice the Cangsheng Killing Technique in his heart.

In the past three days of rest, Wang Chong didn't do anything, just figuring out the killing technique of the common people. At the beginning, this mastery was as thin as a gossamer, only as thin as spider silk.

When Wang Chong went down the mountain, he only practiced to the thickness of his fingers, but now, thanks to the strong vitality he absorbed, Wang Chong's Cangsheng Killing Sword Qi has now been cultivated to the point where it is more than four fingers wide, and his shot is magnificent and mighty, like a long rainbow.

And thanks to the ability of the ninth-order internal qi of the Yuan Qi to be released, even if Wang Chong does not borrow the sword weapon now, he can still release the sword qi of the common life, and the power will not be reduced in the slightest.

"This is a swordsman!"

Wang Chong took a bite of the soup bag and said secretly in his heart.

Wang Chong used a gun in his last life, and this was the first time he became a "swordsman". Although he is still a junior "swordsman", he is indeed a man in the way of the sword, and has embarked on a completely different path from his previous life.

"Senior Su's sword dao is known as the first sword dao in the world, although it is the most elementary first-layer sword qi, but it can already break through the gang qi of the powerhouse of the true martial realm. However, this kind of power is still not enough, the first level of the Cangsheng Killing Technique has a total of nine turns, and the sword qi rises and shrinks into one turn, and it must be practiced to nine turns before it can be regarded as the real killing sword qi. I haven't even done a single turn now, and I have to keep working hard. ”

Wang Chong tilted his head and knocked on the table with his left hand unconsciously, one after another in his mind.

The sword qi of the Cangsheng Killing Technique was as thin as a gossamer at first, and then the strength grew, and the sword qi continued to grow and thicken, and the power would become greater and greater.

When the sword qi changes from thick to thin and becomes the size of spider silk again, it is called "one turn". After that, there are "two turns", "three turns"

The power of sword qi is directly proportional to the "number of revolutions", and the higher the number of revolutions, the greater the power. And after reaching the ninth turn, it is almost invincible, and there is nothing to resist.

Even if there is no sword weapon in his hand, it will not make any difference to the killing sword qi of the Nine Turns.

However, the higher the number of revolutions, the more difficult it is to practice, and as the number of revolutions increases, the color of the sword qi will also change.

These are all things that Wang Chong slowly figured out when he figured out the mental method of the Cangsheng Killing Sword.

Wang Chong is still at the point of "half turning".

However, even this "half-turned" sword qi pierced through the golden split jade, which was enough to pose a fatal threat to the powerhouses of the True Martial Realm.

And this is the power of Su Zhengchen's kendo!

"Let's go, go home and get some rest. There are some things that should be taken care of as well. ”

After eating a basket of soup dumplings, Wang Chong flicked his sleeves, pushed away the table, and stood up from the ground. It has been more than half a month since he came out of the Kunwu training camp, and it is time to deal with the Uzi steel weapons accumulated by Tuoba Guiyuan.

Money is like flowing water, and no amount is enough to spend!

Wang Chong knew that there would be more places to spend money in the future. And at the moment, Uzi steel weapons are the only place where he can earn income.

"Hey, why don't you have long eyes when you walk!"

Just as he was about to leave, all of a sudden, a commotion came from the street outside. When Wang Chong looked back, he saw a fat and fat rich businessman, with several tall mercenary masters, pointing to a master in his forties on the street, dressed in shabby clothes and with a disheveled head, his face was flushed, and he was scolding.

Although the scolded person looked down, Wang Chong only glanced at it and saw that this person was a master. When he walked, his feet were very steady, and his shoulders didn't even shake, and it was a completely subconscious behavior, not deliberate.

This is a habit that can only be formed by people who practice martial arts to a certain extent.

Martial arts pay attention to precision, and every shot is missed, like Wang Chong's sword qi, it must accurately hit a spider silk ten zhang away.

As a martial arts master, you can't shake your hands.

When you reach a certain level of cultivation, you will become a Buddha. It's not a question of stability, but that people who have cultivated to this level will be particularly stable in their hands, feet, and body, just like a stump growing there, which is completely different from the stability of ordinary people.

There is a world of difference between the two.

Who you see, you can tell at a glance.

"This is self-inflicted!"

Wang Chong smiled and shook his head, but he didn't care. As big as the Kyoshi, conflicts like this happen every day.

The down-and-out middle-aged man is obviously more powerful than the hired masters around the rich businessman. When the rich businessman met him, he was kicked to the iron plate, and there was no accident, this guy was afraid that he would be beaten up.

Wang Chong didn't care, and he didn't mean to interfere, and walked out.

However, after walking a few steps, the next moment, something surprising happened.

"Hit, hit me hard!"

"What's it? I didn't even apologize for hitting someone. Don't spare your hands, hit me, kill me, Lao Tzu is responsible!"

"Hmph, I thought you were so powerful, so crazy, so cross. It turned out to be a soft-footed shrimp, phew, a waste!"

The rich merchant made a fierce voice from the street. This time it was not only Wang Chong, but even Gong Yu Ayaka was surprised.

The two men turned their heads and looked outside. I saw that on the wide street, the down-and-out middle-aged man who was considered a "master" by the two was being knocked to the ground and beaten violently.

Several guards of wealthy merchants surrounded him, punching and kicking him like a storm. And the down-and-out middle-aged man is like an ordinary person, and he doesn't even have the strength to resist.

"Huh?"

Wang Chong's eyes flashed, and he really felt strange.

On National Day, the apology is late!

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