Canghua Mountain.

A mountain north of the city of Nofang.

Canghua Mountain is not big, only 50 miles in size, about 200 meters high, is a small mountain.

Although Canghua Mountain is small, it is far away from the city and no one can disturb it.

And there are many ancient trees on the mountain.

Saying goes; The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is prosperous.

At this time, on the path at the foot of Canghua Mountain, a young man of about twenty years old fell from the sky, and Edgeworth fell on the path.

This young man was none other than Zhang Yuyu, who had come from Edgeworth.

Zhang Yuyu glanced at Canghua Mountain slightly, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Although this mountain is not high, it is very aura and is a treasure of feng shui!

Moreover, this mountain is far away from the city people's area, not far from the Quenxing Restaurant, and it doesn't take long to come and go, which is the best place for cultivation.

Zhang Yu no longer hesitated, he had already chosen to cultivate in this mountain, and walked towards the mountain.

……

Zuo Yuanying came downstairs, and he didn't see much of the outside environment, so he looked around like a child.

In the living room on the first floor, Liu Shangxiang and Bai Mian were chatting with the waiters in the restaurant, and when they saw Zuo Yuanying coming downstairs, they immediately attracted the attention of several people.

"Brother Zhang, where are you going?" Liu Shangxiang asked, first rushing to Zuo Yuanying and holding his hand.

"Shang Xiang, I'm not going anywhere!" Zuo Yuanying replied coldly, and walked towards the door of the restaurant, ignoring them at all.

Hey?

What's wrong with Brother Zhang!

He didn't smile at all when he spoke, and he was as cold as ice!

Bai Mian and a few waiters also followed, wanting to say a few words to Zhang Yu.

Now, the waiters in the restaurant are very much admirers of Zhang Yuyu, so they are also very friendly to him.

The proprietress had just gone out with two waiters to buy groceries and wine at the bazaar, and to organize the meal.

Zuo Yuanying walked to the door of the restaurant, and then sat down on the steps on the right.

Liu Shangxiang circled around him for a while, and then stood in front of Zuo Yuanying, supporting her feet and knees with her hands, her face against him, and staring at him without taking her eyes off him.

Hahaha!

Several waiters laughed when they saw Liu Shangxiang's posture, and they didn't know why she looked at Zhang Yuyu like this.

This Shang Xiang, what are you staring at Brother Zhang like this.

"Shang Xiang, what are you doing?" Bai Sleep couldn't help but ask, feeling that her performance was a little abnormal.

Liu Shangxiang listened, then turned around and beckoned to Bai Sheng, and said, "Sister Bai, come and have a look!" ”

"See what?" Bai Mian expressed puzzlement, she could see Zhang Yuyu every day tomorrow, what did she think was all the fuss.

"Sister Bai, have you seen it, Brother Zhang's eyes are different from before!"

"What's the difference?" Bai Sleep said, and began to look at Zuo Yuanying's eyes, it was really a little different, but this didn't mean anything.

Liu Shangxiang said: "Pure, too pure, as pure as a baby's eyes, no sadness, no resentment, this is not the Brother Zhang I have seen, his eyes are not like this!" ”

"Shang Xiang, if you don't say it, I really didn't pay attention!" Bai Sleep passed through Liu Shangxiang's prompt, and immediately saw the clues, which were indeed different from the previous Zhang Yu's eyes, innocent and pure, without a trace of human resentment.

It is impossible for a normal adult to have eyes as pure as a baby.

With the growth of age and the baptism of the years, even the purest baby will be urged by the years to resent.

Even Zhang met the cultivation of the first layer of the Heavenly Immortals, and it was difficult to get rid of this resentment in his eyes, so this is the standard quality of an adult, and it is impossible for anyone to be exempt from vulgarity, not even a cultivator.

(End of chapter)