Tang Chuan didn't even read the title of the book, and handed it directly to Xiao Daotong. [Full text reading. The latter was like a treasure, full of surprise, and stared at Tang Chuan with big eyes.

"I think this thing is right for you." He pointed to the book that Xiao Daotong held on his chest and said lightly.

He didn't know what the future would be for this little Taoist boy, and he never thought that such an excluded and down-and-out little Taoist boy would finally be able to reach the top.

There are uncertainties in everything in the world, and Tang Chuan didn't know that he had created a future formation master by hand.

"Now, you'll have no problem letting that guy in, right?" Tang Chuan said. If Steward Tang is here, any pot is his, so that Tang Chuan can continue to pretend to be a good person, a good person with a capital letter.

Xiao Daotong nodded, and shook his head quickly: "No, you came in because you have such strength and can break the formation." He didn't break open and couldn't come in. ”

"This killing array is too difficult!" Tang Chuan frowned.

Xiao Daotong still shook his head, and said in a milky voice: "This killing array has the same attitude towards everyone at all, and the illusions are all enemies that he is likely to defeat, not to mention that he is a formation mage, and he can't break the formation......"

Tang Chuan understood, this little guy didn't look down on Steward Tang, who was coaxed by the cow in the past, and was unwilling to let him in.

But Tang Chuan needs a person who carries the black cauldron, and even more needs someone like Steward Tang who knows a little about astronomy and geography.

Tang Chuan only has a general understanding of the Purple Gold Domain, and he didn't know that the main body here was the grassland before entering, which was completely different from the continuous mountains of his own home.

Each domain has its own characteristics, some are strange mountains and strange rocks, some are underwater worlds, and some are whole valley basins, and even the Gobi Desert has some.

The Purple Gold Domain is not as good as some large domains with sufficient aura, but it is also much better than some domains in the bitter cold, and the unique aroma of the grass and the aura are perfectly fused together, which is a different kind of enjoyment.

Tang Chuan fumbled in the mustard seeds for a while before he took out some leftovers that he didn't look very good at, they were all unique to the cultivation realm, not precious, and definitely not much.

Looking at the things Tang Chuan took out, Xiao Daotong shook his head very carefully, just staring at the pile of things, estimating that he could set up a few small magic circles.

Tang Chuan just said: "Actually, you can come in with him and me." ”

Xiao Daotong blinked and grinned.

As soon as the picture changed, Steward Tang looked at Tang Chuan, and then looked at the little Taoist boy who seemed to be smiling, especially the smile on the corner of his mouth, no matter how indifferent he was in the past, he still blew his beard and stared.

He also guessed that there might be someone presiding over the magic circle, but he didn't expect that there was such a little guy on the other side.

The old and the young looked down on each other until they left.

In the direction that Xiao Daotong said, Tang Chuan galloped for dozens of miles to reach a tent......

"Family Master, this is one of their lives, not all backward ones aspire to be advanced, at least the vast majority of cultivators in the Purple Gold Domain prefer tents." Steward Tang raised his head and explained.

The horse galloped, and a blood-red BMW that could be sold for a sky-high price in the world appeared in front of Tang Chuan's eyes with the sound of whirring wind.

"Who are you?" On the back of a tall horse, a man no more than thirty years old asked, condescending and imposing.

Steward Tang stood up, and the decayed body exuded the momentum of a person, suppressing the person on the BMW.

"Who are you?" Steward Tang was-for-tat, and in an almost identical tone, the horse neighed and wanted to retreat.

The person on the BMW turned over and dismounted, his eyes were gone, and he introduced himself: "My name is Batu, and I am the owner here." ”

"Purple Gold Domain?" Tang Chuan raised his eyebrows and asked him.

Batu's face turned red, and the master in his mouth was not over this 10,000-meter-long grassland, but his private land.

"It's not wrong that the Purple Gold Domain is mine, and I can also decide the future of the Purple Gold Domain to a certain extent." Batu had to explain to himself, inflating his worth.

As a powerhouse in the Xuanming Realm, it was difficult for him to accept being slapped in the face like this.

Just when Tang Chuan was puzzled, Steward Tang said: "The Purple Gold Domain is very special compared to the cultivation realm, in addition to the location, it is more about relationships. Just like the Qingyuan Gate came in from the outside world, there was only one purpose, and that was to control this big domain. ”

"Although they couldn't do it for various reasons, they still took the Purple Gold Domain from an alien race, no, they are not an alien race today...... There is a city in the current Purple Gold Domain, called the Purple Gold City, which is jointly managed by the three major sects, and the rule of the Purple Gold Domain is also carried out by these three sects. ”

"Qingyuan Gate, Changqing Gate, what else?" Tang Chuan said this to Batu quietly, but asked in his heart.

"There is also a sect that developed after the entry of Qingyuanmen, and has always been an ally of Qingyuanmen." Steward Tang followed Batu, agreed to his request, and entered the tent together to discuss.

Tang Chuan didn't ask anymore, and after Batu brought over a cup of plausible milk tea, he took a shallow taste.

Batu said with a smile: "I don't know if you like milk tea, this is our specialty here, made with fresh mare's milk." ”

Glancing at Steward Tang, the most indispensable thing in China now is milk tea, especially British and Hong Kong.

Although their main ingredient is milk, the taste is also more acceptable.

Seeing their eye contact, Batu was a little embarrassed, this is he invited others to be guests at his house, and the drinks that came up were not liked by the guests, which was not good.

Tang Chuan noticed Batu's embarrassment, drank all the milk tea in the cup, and said, "I'm having a cup!" ”

Batu was stunned, rubbed his ears, and only reacted after Tang Chuan repeated it, and poured Tang Chuan another cup of milk tea in surprise.

"Sir should be Han, right?" Batu put down the utensils for making milk tea and asked.

Tang Chuan nodded.

After Batu confirmed, he was even more surprised: "I also know a lot of Han people, but they don't like milk tea, and even people who sell milk tea in Zijin City will be deliberately avoided......"

This Tang steward knows that the regional and national cultures are not blended in the Zijin Domain, but a long-term confrontation and indifference.

The non-integration of cultures is not unrelated to the upper class, but more because of interests. After holding together with race, you can only rebuke other people's things, which is called subtle and very useful.

Tang Chuan smiled: "This is the Purple Gold Domain, which is different from the world I live in, where the confrontation between small races has been put down, and it is more of a confrontation between countries, and it seems that races are not so important anymore." ”

Batu was stunned and asked rhetorically, "Is there any difference?" ”

Tang Chuan shook his head, although there is no difference, it is unanimous to the outside world, at least walking on the streets of Yanjing, he doesn't know that the people who are walking around him are people of that nationality, and they can only be roughly different according to their skin color and habits.

It's better to say that Batu is arguing with Steward Tang about some questions that there are and don't, and Tang Chuan is listening most of the time, which is of little use to him.

But sometimes a sentence on his C will be ground word by word and appreciated.

After thinking about it, Tang Chuan came to the conclusion that this should be the realm suppression of the Xuanming Realm by the Xuankong Realm, not only because of strength, but also because of the concept.

Xiuzhen, to put it bluntly, is to compete with the Heavenly Dao, he wants people to live only a hundred years, I have to live for a thousand years, he wants me to die in the third watch now, and I will go to set fire to his house in the second watch.

While learning the way of heaven, while following the way of heaven to sit right, this is called fighting with the sky, and the fun is endless.

From the Xuanming Realm to the Xuankong Realm, even if it is not the difficulty of ascending to the sky in one step, it is also a carp jumping over the dragon gate.

Therefore, the more cultivators go to the back, the more difficult it is to fight beyond the level, and those who understand the Tao a lot, but they can sweep through the same realm, and this is from this.

The discussion was almost dark, and at Batu's sincere invitation, Tang Chuan stayed and watched Batu miraculously get a sheep out of the sheepfold and make it into a roasted whole sheep.

Wait until about nine or ten o'clock, and the golden and crispy roasted whole lamb is freshly baked.

This is not an ordinary roasted whole sheep, according to Batu, roasted whole sheep lamb is a good choice, and the taste of the lamb that has grown up eating the pasture in this pasture for generations is mixed with a trace of aura, which may not be as good as the one produced in the tomb, but it is a rare delicacy in the world.

You must know that the Great Domain is rarely open to the outside world, and if you want to eat such a roasted whole sheep, it must be in the Purple Gold Domain.

It is very difficult for people to reach the world, let alone sheep.

Shaking his head and putting aside the inexplicable thoughts, Tang Chuan gulped down the leg of mutton, two of which were very close to him, which was Batu's special care.

What is the reason Tang Chuan doesn't know, he just thinks that in ancient times, the TV was full of munching on lamb legs and drinking unknown wine, how could it be fast?

Naturally, Batu used to entertain Tang Chuan was not the afternoon "milk tea", but a jar of sorghum wine buried deep in the ground, which he said was enough to eliminate the smell of fireworks in more than ten years.

Untied the lid, the smell of wine was tangy, and before Tang Chuan could speak, Steward Tang said: "Good wine, this wine should be the top wine made from Lingquan!" ”

Batu's face changed, and then he was relieved, and said: "Of course, the spiritual spring appeared next to the ranch more than ten years ago, and I collected water for three days, and the spiritual spring dried up...... These wines are what are left of those fountains. ”

"Good luck." Tang Chuan exclaimed.

The appearance of a spiritual spring near his home, and the kind that does not last long, is really lucky. It's no wonder that the aura intensity in this neighborhood is much higher than in nearby places.

Steward Tang's attention had already been on the sorghum wine, and he filled a bowl with an ordinary earthen bowl, and drank it all, his face turned red with a sudden.

"Good wine!" Steward Tang laughed.

Batu poured himself a bowl as well, and after sniffing it on his nose, he was shocked, drank it in a big gulp, and came to the same conclusion.

"This wine is intoxicating, so it's better to drink less." Steward Tang said to Tang Chuan.

The unbelievers also drank a bowl of wine, and the three of them were almost the same, with red faces and thick necks, the spicy taste on the tip of the tongue and the discomfort in their hearts, even the delicious sheep R was difficult to suppress.

"Lu Xiaobu, they are like the same?" This was Tang Chuan's last thought before he fell.