As one of the three major sects of the Dao Sect, the Nine Flame Sect has many disciples, among which only elders, worshippers, and some middle and senior disciples can live in the sect.

These disciples also have the cultivation of the pinnacle of foundation building at the very least, and there are almost no dietary needs, even if there are a few gourmets, it is still hiding in the small kitchen and secretly opening a small stove.

On the surface, the entire sect looks like a scene that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

And most of those relatives of the sect, low-level disciples, and beginner disciples who need food and drink live in the Lihuo City near the sect.

Jing Han searched for a long circle in the sect, but found nothing except some spirit fruits and spirit birds.

The spiritual fruit is mostly used in medicine, and it is harmful to the body for monks who are not cultivated enough to eat it rashly.

So when Lin Yan was dizzy with hunger, waiting for Jing Han to find him something delicious, all he saw was a pheasant whose neck had been broken.

The pheasant was two feet tall, brown all over, with its neck twisted at a strange angle, sticky blood dripping along its thick tail feathers.

He looked at Jing Han with a strange face and asked, "How do you eat this?" ”

Jing Han summoned a hot water ball larger than a spirit pheasant, soaked it directly, and handed it to Lin Yan with his tail feathers.

Lin Yan was simply stunned by Jing Han's simple and crude cooking method, he opened his mouth several times, and was finally defeated by the stiff dead bird in front of him, and couldn't bear to say: "Senior brother, let's go to Lihuo City to find something to eat." ”

Away from the Fire City, it is built next to the Nine Flame Sect, and it is the largest city in the entire Middle Earth.

In addition to sheltering the lower population of the Nine Flames Sect, there is also the largest exchange on land, the city is prosperous in commerce and trade, and the foreign population is extremely large, and all the pleasures that can be found in the mundane world are all here, and even several times better.

Even if he didn't bring Lin Yan with him, Jing Han also had the intention of asking for some information here.

He remembered that not long after, the Golden Ding Pavilion in the Fire City would auction off a low-grade Dao weapon, which would be extremely helpful to the cultivators of the Water Spirit Root, and might even give birth to a mutated Ice Spirit Root.

In his previous life, he had been in retreat in the Far North, and he knew nothing about Middle-earth, and he had missed out on treasures.

Now that he has the opportunity to do it all over again, no matter what, Jing Han is also going to fight.

However, before that, he still needs to find a shell farm recorded in the book, otherwise the price of the Taoist weapon is often hundreds of thousands, even if it is a lower grade, it is not something that his current net worth can afford.

There is a door in the sect of the Nine Flames Sect that leads directly to the Fire City, which is convenient for people in the sect to enter and exit. Ten zhang outside the door is a high and steep cliff, called the Broken Separation Wall.

For monks, this wall comes and goes freely, but for ordinary people, it is a barrier that is difficult to cross.

Even every year, there are many people who desperately want to climb up in order to get a glimpse of the immortals.

Over time, the people who climbed off the wall, the white bones under the wall, and the monks who came and went on the cliff became the unique scenery of the city, and countless people came to pay their respects every day.

But on this day, the merchant who often sells tea eggs under the cliff to make a little money to make a living, but he really saw a strange scene.

A blind monk blindfolded his forehead and a lame monk with a crippled leg fell to the ground.

The lame monk was obviously big and big, but he was holding the blind monk's arm like a little daughter-in-law, and the whole person was going to stick to him.

The blind monk was pressed by such a heavy object, but his steps were more brisk and steady than ordinary people, and he did not have the inconvenient posture of the usual blind man.

You must know that most of the monks are outstanding and isolated people, and the merchant has been under this cliff for many years, and it is the first time he has seen a blind and crippled person, not to mention that the two of them are still slimy......

He shuddered as he shuddered as he felt a chill on his back, and the lame monk was glaring at him with a warning expression...... and the eggs in his pot.

"Senior brother, I want to eat that tea egg." Lin Yan arched Gong Jinghan's arm and whispered in his ear.

Jing Han followed his gaze, and not far away, a dirty cart was sitting on the most ordinary small stove, in which a clay bowl was simmering, and in the bowl were more than a dozen fist-sized eggs, each of which was mostly immersed in an almost pure black liquid.

These eggs are brown in color and have cracks all over them, like food that only people in the Demon Path would love.

"Don't eat it." Jing Han categorically denied it.

Lin Yan's health is not very good, and he still needs his help in everything, he doesn't want anything to go wrong at this time.

Lin Yan raised his mouth and said, "But I want to eat!" It smells so good......"

Jing Hanli ignored him and strode away.

Lin Yan could only jump on one leg to follow, and kept muttering that he was so hungry.

Finally, just when Lin Yan thought that Jing Han wanted to feed him the northwest wind, the two of them finally stopped in front of a golden building.

A red gold background banner embroidered with a purple coiled dragon swallowing fire pattern hangs down from the second floor, with five big characters written on it, the handwriting is free and easy, quite a bit of the style of ancient runes.

As the pennant hunted, a strong aroma of food also came out, and Lin Yan, who had long been hungry, couldn't help but let out a "grunt" sound.

"Do you want to go in?" He couldn't wait to ask, and even the arm that was glued to Jing Han's body loosened a lot.

Jing Han nodded, and the two of them randomly picked a place in the lobby to sit down, waiting for Xiao Er to order.

"Business here is so good, it seems that the monks are not all desireless." Lin Yan poured a glass of water for Jing Han, and unexpectedly found that the pot was filled with diluted spiritual liquid.

Jing Han was accustomed to it, and explained: "Songfeng Tower is located in the middle of the Fire City, extending in all directions, and many monks like to make appointments here to talk about things. ”

It's also good to be in love.

Lin Yan blew into the cup, thinking happily.

I don't know if it was because the business was too good to take care of Jing Han and their table, Lin Yan had a cup of spiritual liquid in his stomach, and he didn't even serve a small dish.

He waited impatiently, poked his head out of the screen to see what was going on outside, and a whisper came into his eardrums: "...... For such a big matter as retiring from the marriage, I still need to discuss it with your senior brother Xuan to convince my father. ”