Zhang Ming, who was in the restaurant at this time, didn't know that his previous action of putting jade on top of the script happened to save his life.

Zhang Ming was just trying to use the alchemy method he had just obtained to refine the trick in his body, but Zhang Ming had some doubts about this refining word, in his opinion, he should open up a trick, not refine a trick.

But when I think about it, opening up and refining may be about the same thing.

These Zhang Ming originally planned to ask Lin Jianghe, but found that no matter how he knocked on the bamboo stick or communicated with him, he found that Lin Jianghe would not come out, and Zhang Ming finally gave up and prepared to study slowly by himself.

The time gradually approached noon.

Zhang Ming found that his stomach felt a little hungry at this time, so he walked down with the little girl in the red jacket beside him, and the little girl in the red jacket followed behind Zhang Ming with blank eyes at this time.

According to Lin Jianghe's words, almost 99% of this little girl's soul has disappeared with Lu Dilong's disappearance, and only a little soul remains, and this trace of soul survived thanks to the dead mountain god, who guarded the little girl for the last time at the end of her life.

In the end, Lin Jianghe also praised the mountain god rarely.

"A stubborn old fellow who finally did a good thing before he died. ”

When Zhang Ming came downstairs, he found that there were not many people in the restaurant, just sitting together scattered, after all, Zhang Ming came relatively early, and it was not time to eat, so he found a clean table casually, and Zhang Ming led the little girl next to him to sit down.

"Little Er!"

With Zhang Ming's shout, a trotter in a short coat immediately ran to Zhang Ming's side and said enthusiastically:

"What do you want to eat?"

Zhang Ming then ordered a few front-end signature dishes at random against the signboard hanging on the wall of the restaurant, and then threw a silver ingot, which far exceeded the price of these foods, into the hands of Xiao Er.

Xiao Er immediately pinched it without a trace, and seemed to find that it was indeed a real ingot of silver, so the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, he knew that the rest of the silver was estimated to be for himself, so he asked:

"The villain has been in this town for more than ten years, and he knows about the surrounding things, if the son wants to ask something, as long as the villain knows, he will not dare to hide it. ”

Zhang Ming nodded casually and asked casually:

"Are there any older Immortal Sects around here?"

Originally, Zhang Ming needed to find a cultivation sect, or a larger sect to slowly find some ways to save the soul of the little girl in the red jacket, not only that, but at the same time, Zhang Ming learned that he could already cultivate, so the idea of asking for immortals gradually became stronger in his heart.

Hearing Zhang Ming's words, the second child of this restaurant was a little hesitant at this time, and finally gritted his teeth and told him what he knew.

"Childe, it's not a secret, if you say anything mortal sects, or other non-mainstream sects, there are still quite a lot of sects next to this town, to the west is a sect with monks in the enlightenment period, but it is not a place to seek the Tao!"

"Just like the villain just said, I have been here for more than ten years, and I definitely know everything about this surroundings, even if the son goes to those sects that claim to be able to preach immortality, it is estimated that he will not find anything, but ...... However, the villain knows that anyone may know where the Immortal Family Sect is located!"

Hearing that the shopkeeper was so honest, Zhang Ming didn't mean it, but when he thought that if he was really deceived and came back because of the words of the shopkeeper, he would definitely make the shopkeeper unable to eat and walk around, and a person like himself who made a good deal was afraid that the shopkeeper would not want to offend.

However, to Zhang Ming's surprise, the shopkeeper actually knew that someone could find the immortal sect, which made Zhang Ming couldn't help but be interested for a while, and then took out a silver ingot the same size as silver before from his body and threw it into Xiao Er's arms.

That Xiao Er is also a wonderful person, seeing that the young man in front of him is so generous, so he hurriedly talked about the situation of that person, it turned out that a few days ago there was a wandering Taoist also came to this small town, the old Taoist first rented a house in this restaurant, and then began to eat and drink, but then because he couldn't pay, he had to be invited out by the people in the restaurant.

That Xiao Er was also quite curious about that Taoist at that time, when he was in the restaurant before, he often listened to that Taoist tell some news about the outside world, and even involved some gods and ghosts, which was also extremely novel for Xiao Er.

After all, as a restaurant with news, Xiao Er thought that he should know a lot of news, but found that it was only that the Taoist man said that was very different from what he knew, and it seemed that what the old Taoist priest said was true, so Xiao Er paid more and more attention to that Taoist.

Later, when the old Taoist priest left the restaurant, the shopkeeper also specially asked the customers of the restaurant to inquire, and heard that the Taoist had set up a stall on the side of the road, just like the charlatan who set up a fortune-telling stall.

It's just that this stall is a little peculiar, but because of that person's fortune telling, there are three requirements, the first is only to tell fortunes to destined people, and second, only three times a day! Third, the hexagram money depends on his mood.

It is because of this last request that this old Taoist man was talked about by countless people in this small city, this Taoist fortune teller often sometimes only charges a little copper coin, but sometimes he collects thousands of taels of gold, for example, he once told the fortune of a child, but only needs a string of half-eaten sugar gourds on a naughty child, and sometimes he needs half of the wealth of a wealthy person.

If it were just like this, other people would only think that he was a madman who had lost his mind, but just like the one Xiao Er heard that the fortune teller was extremely accurate, seven of the ten trigrams were extremely accurate, and the remaining three trigrams were because the future of the calculation was not yet known.

Therefore, this old Taoist priest is also quite famous in this small town.

Zhang Ming listened interestingly, took out another silver ingot from his arms, and then threw it into Xiao Er's arms, seemingly very satisfied with the news.

The little second looked at the boy and didn't seem to ask any more questions, so he retreated with the three silver ingots in his arms, and then went to the back kitchen to prepare food for the young boy.

Zhang Ming looked at the scenery outside the window, since he cultivated his divine sense, the outside world has become more colorful in his eyes, the cries of the hawkers, the colorful silk on the noble lady, and the white air of the street vendors, and the fragrance of the buns in the bun shop seem to have color in Zhang Ming's eyes.

Ordinary people or monks only have spiritual power, and only the Jindan stage can condense divine consciousness, which is also a huge gap between mortals and immortal cultivators.

Although at present, Zhang Ming's divine consciousness is only a seed compared to those monks in the Jindan stage, but this seed will eventually meet the water and the sun, and grow vigorously until it develops into a towering tree, and at this time Zhang Ming has already found the sunlight and water source for his seed.

"Childe, your meal!"

When the little two went down, Zhang Ming began to move the chopsticks, at this time he poured himself wine with one hand, and with the other hand, he carefully fed some food to the little girl in the red jacket next to him.

Although the little girl in the red jacket was almost like a puppet now, her instinct was still there, so she slowly chewed the food in her mouth and swallowed it.

And the golden-threaded squirrel that had been lying inside the little girl's clothes in the red jacket also seemed to smell the aroma of the food outside, jumped out of the little girl's neckline and fell on the table, and then stood next to a plate of dried fruits and unceremoniously picked up a dried fruit and ate it.

This big, small and small squirrel is also happy.

At this time, there was a pair of men and women drinking tea on another table and chair in the lobby of this restaurant, the man was wearing a long sword and a white robe, and the woman was also wearing a long sword at her waist and seemed to be in the same place as the man's sword, but the woman's face was cold and arrogant, and she looked like she was unapproachable.

"Senior Sister Zhou, you can taste this!"