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Near Jiangcheng

Inside a small inn

On a square wooden table, Wen Tian, Xing Wuliu and Mu Qingyu each sat on one side, and on the wooden table, there were a few small dishes that had just been ordered.

"Ask God, where are we going next?" Xing Wuliu said vaguely as he ate the side dishes over and over again.

"Jiangcheng. Wentian tasted the food, and while tasting it, he replied casually.

"Uh, where are you going?" Xing Wuliu thought that he should go to Moya Ridge to complete the task first.

Wentian did not rush to answer, but picked up the wooden chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of food, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and savored the "sweet and sour" in the dish.

Xing Wuliu ate his meal, and saw that he didn't answer for a long time. So he looked up.

"Uh, what are you doing, this dish is not as good as your cooking. Xing Wuliu closed his eyes when he saw Wentian, and he looked very immersed, very puzzled.

There was still no response from Wentian, so Xing Wuliu sent a meal to his mouth again, chewed it a few times, and slurped. Perhaps it is to verify a doubt. I tasted a few more bites in quick succession......

In the end, Xing Wuliu said with certainty: "This dish is indeed not as delicious as what you made!"

This time, Wentian finally put the wooden chopsticks on the edge of the dish and opened his eyes gently.

"To judge the quality of a dish, in addition to the color, aroma, and taste, that is, the so-called 'shape', we must also taste the 'god' contained in the dish. ”

"It is true that these dishes are not as good as my cooking in terms of 'form', but they are far superior to me in 'God'. ”

"The chef who cooks is a good cook. The plain words of the question made Xing Wuliu feel that there was something in it that he couldn't understand.

It didn't take long

An innocent voice sounded in Wentian's ears.

"Big brother, grandpa said that this jar of wine was given to you. ”

Ask the sky's eyes to move slightly.

In front of me was a little girl dressed in a slightly whitish cloth dress with a small ponytail on her head.

The little girl has a fair complexion and delicate facial features, and it can be seen that she must be a beautiful woman when she grows up.

And the little girl, when she touched Wentian's eyes, was suddenly stunned.

What kind of eyes were they, in those eyes that were as clear as water, black and white.

There is a trace of coldness, but also a trace of gentleness, a trace of kindness, and a trace of indifference.

The little girl had never seen such beautiful eyes, and to the little girl it seemed as if a beautiful black jewel had been placed on the white white clouds, and that beautiful black jewel contained the dazzling and unreachable beautiful stars in the night sky. And in that beautiful star, there is a trace of nothingness......

Wentian didn't know why the little girl kept staring at herself, but Wentian wouldn't waste energy thinking about this kind of question.

So, Wen Tian got up and took the small wine jar in the little girl's hand.

Whispered, "Thank you!"

"No...... You are welcome. The little girl came back to her senses and watched Wentian take the wine jar in her hand, and her little face quickly became flushed. Then, with her head down, the little girl quickly ran into the back kitchen. And that little appearance of "running away" made Wentian feel a little ...... Lovely......

Subconscious ...... A light smile appeared at the corner of Wentian's mouth.

And Xing Wuliu, who was sitting opposite, didn't say anything, maybe he was thinking about something......

Things...... It's always unpredictable

"Bump!"

A small inn, a small wooden door, but was bullied by brute force.

"Click!"

The small wooden door was overwhelmed by the oppression, and finally cracked, and the broken wood chips splattered open, and the spiritual power mixed in it was enough to pierce through the rock.

"Oops......"

After the thumping sound, the inn was full of chaos and wailing. And around the sky and the stars. All items are in perfect condition.

"Hahaha!" A loud laugh came from outside the inn.

When the little girl saw the visitor, her face turned pale. hurriedly hid behind her grandfather's back. And her grandfather's face turned pale when he saw the visitor, but his eyes were more angry and helpless.

"I didn't expect that in such a dilapidated inn, there would be noble cultivators. ”

The sound was gradual, and a dull footstep stepped into the small inn.

The small inn of "Buzzing ......" also seemed to be afraid of the visitors, and trembled slightly.

If you look closely, you can see that the person who came has a fat head and big ears, and the bloated body looks like a small mountain that can move. The short, fat legs will be crushed by the mountain above them at some point. There was a cold glint in those small eyes, which were almost slit. Behind him, there were several tall and burly retinues.

"Friend, give me a face. The person threw a ring to Wentian, and with the blessing of spiritual power, the ring shot at Wentian sitting on the wooden chair like a flying arrow.

Mu Qingyu, who was sitting on the left side of Wentian, couldn't help but have a trace of worry in his eyes. And Xing Wuliu actually poured himself a drink. I don't care about the situation in which I am at all.

This short few meters, in the eyes of others, is like teleportation.

But in Wentian's view, it is really ...... It's too slow.

The man with the fat head and big ears was only a third-level spirit in his cultivation, and he was now a sixth-level spirit in Wentian. From the cultivation alone, asking the sky can crush its people.

The ring in front of him was about to reach Wentian's side.

"Ding~"

Wentian quickly waved the chopsticks in his right hand, gently clamped the incoming ring, and used his wrist strength to make the wooden chopsticks rotate continuously in his hand. Because of the spiritual power on it, it turns beautifully.

Over time

I don't know how many times the wooden chopsticks and rings have turned in Wentian's hands......

Suddenly

"Smack!"

Wen Tianyi clamped the chopsticks, and the ring stayed quietly in the center of the two chopsticks. The golden spiritual power on it burned like flames.

On another wooden table.

There were four people seated, all dressed in white robes. The robes of the four were carved with different moire patterns.

Among them, a young man with four moire patterns engraved on his robe, holding a folding fan and smiling.

Then he spoke: "Senior brother and sister, what do you think of this young man?"

"Senior brother, I can't see his cultivation, I think his cultivation should be above me. There was a clear hint of surprise in the eyes of the young man with three moire patterns engraved on his robe.

The young man with the folding fan smiled slightly.

Said slowly: "That's right! he is a sixth-level spirit master. ”

"Ahh

"Senior brother. You're kidding! He looks smaller than all of us, how can he have such a high level of cultivation? The boy was astonished. Not only him, but the rest of the people were also shocked.

In this young man's heart, the fourth-level spirit is already the highest evaluation of Wentian.

"That's right, brother. Another robe was carved with three cloud patterns on the young man's way. There was a hint of confusion in his expression.

The young man with the folding fan caught the doubt, but he smiled silently. Turning his head to look at the only woman sitting next to him.

"Senior sister, what do you think?"

The woman pondered for a moment and said, "Senior brother, since he is a sixth-level spirit, isn't it normal for him to be able to receive attacks from third-level spirits?"

The young man with the folding fan still smiled slightly.

"Senior sister, he didn't use spiritual power when he received the ring. ”

"Ahh

Not only was the woman shocked, but the other two were also incredible.

For spirituality, without the use of spiritual power, it is no different from ordinary people.

"Senior brother, then how did he take the spiritual attack. All three were curious.

Ordinary people can actually attack the spiritual power of spiritual cultivation next, which is a bit fantastic in the eyes of the three of them.

(End of chapter)