In the Nantian River, the big red shrimp sat down and a group of demon spirits listened there, all of them with a look of reverence. The big red shrimp was originally a demon spirit in the river basin, but it still survived after the earth-shaking changes in the Jing River, and it also became a god general under the seat of the gods, and took charge of a river basin.

Legend has it that there are gods under the throne of the gods, all of whom are strong in mana. No matter how true those legends were, they were far away, but what was now before their eyes was true.

In the eyes of those powerful people, the big red shrimp is naturally nothing, but in the eyes of those demon spirits in the Nantian River, the big red shrimp is about to become a legendary figure.

The moon and stars are scarce in the sky, thunder and light are in the distance, and the wind and rain roar.

The big red shrimp lay on the waves, and the waves formed a high water seat, leading the crowd to look at the thunder in the distance.

"Master Shrimp, that's whether there are living beings in the catastrophe."

There was a demon spirit in the river who asked, and the big red shrimp sneered: "Hehe, yes, it's in the tribulation." ”

"Master Shrimp, tell the little ones about that master's sword breaking Kunlun."

When the big red shrimp was asked this, his eyebrows immediately danced, but he still pretended not to care, and said: "Kunlun, the place where the Dao Ancestor became a Daoist is not very good, since you want me to talk about it, I will talk about it." I think that at that time, my sister and I went straight to Kunlun with the river god, and you will never know in your life that the shock of the Dao will that has been deposited in Kunlun Mountain for tens of thousands of years is nothing more than this. Speaking of this, he looked around, squinted his eyes and said, "Daoyi, do you know?" Do you know what Taoism is? ”

The demons under the seat said that they didn't know, and begged the shrimp master to explain it for them. The big red shrimp became more and more proud, and it was a little strange against the background of the thunderbolts in the distance.

The number of demon spirit cultivators who crossed the tribulation between heaven and earth gradually increased, and the higher the mana of the person who crossed the tribulation, and the greater the power of the heavens involved, a faint palace would be revealed in the sky.

That palace can be seen not only by demons, but also by people with good eyesight. Whenever someone sees it, there will be a huge ritual of worshipping the heavens.

It is quiet in the Jing River, there is Li Yingning there in Xiuchun Bay, and what he does every day is to light incense for all the people who come to incense, and at night he sits under the big tree in front of the temple to meditate, and there is a nightingale standing on the tree.

The ancestral hall in front of the river is quiet, and this is still only an ancestral hall in the world, but in the cultivation world, this ancestral hall in front of the river has been regarded as a dangerous place, and there is no dare to have a fight near the ancestral hall in front of the river.

The mystery of the ethereal spirit scares many people.

In the Zhongyuan Kingdom, the dragons and snakes in Jun'an City are mixed, and there are demons, gods, and Taoist monks.

When Chen Jing stepped into the city, he sealed his mana. He entered Jun'an City like an ordinary person, and walking in the world for so long made his face look a little more popular, and it was no longer so stiff.

No one in the city knew that a god had come.

Unknowingly, Chen Jing had been in this city for more than three months.

It was as if he had really become a mortal, living a mortal life every day. This was the closest time in his life to the world. At this time, he was sitting on the street selling rice and noodles, holding a book in his hand and looking at it.

When I entered the city, I was recruited into a rice noodle shop, and every day I picked a load of rice noodles for the rice noodle shop and came to the East Market, which is far away from the rice noodle shop, to sell.

Today's delivery is a young man, he looks very honest, slightly fat, named Hu Dabao.

In fact, Chen Jing didn't need to eat whole grains, but he still ate them, and the body that he ate into his stomach was naturally refined, and he didn't need to excrete sundries. It's just that the people of where he is don't know.

"Ah Jing, you, you say, Tiantian, does she mean anything to me?" Hu Dabao said. Chen Jing knew that he was very nervous as soon as he heard the tone in which he said this, because when he was nervous in his heart, he would stutter when he said it.

"Yes, she's interesting to you, too." Chen Jing put down the bamboo book, picked up the bowl of rice brought by Hu Dabao and ate it slowly. Chen Jing knew that what he wanted to hear was this, and if he said anything else, he would be unhappy for a day and make mistakes in everything.

Sure enough, Hu Dabao smirked.

Someone came to buy rice and noodles, and Hu Dabao immediately dealt with it, his expression changed very quickly, and he was very proficient in coping. When Chen Jing first came here to sell, everything was taught by Hu Dabao, and he taught Chen Jing to smile more, tell him what the price of rice noodles is, and what to say to people of what age he meets.

Chen Jing knew that he was actually extremely smart, and he looked honest and silly on the outside, but he was extremely shrewd on the inside. And what she said was sweet, what she hated was the stupidity in him, but when he faced Tiantian, he had no shrewdness in his body, only stammering.

The day passed in a hurry, and as usual, there was still half a load that was not sold. Just as Chen Jing was about to pack up his burden and go back, an old man who was suddenly dressed very well came to him and said, "This son, do you still sell this rice and noodles?" ”

"Sell." Chen Jing looked up and responded quickly.

"Okay, you can bring it to the Lanling Palace, we have bought all of these." The well-dressed old man said, and the moment Chen Jing looked at him, he came to the conclusion in his heart that this was a shrewd and wise old man, and his eyes were still full of scrutiny.

Chen Jing had some doubts in his heart, how could the people in the Lanling Palace's mansion come to buy rice and noodles from him, but he didn't ask much, he just responded "yes", and then continued to clean up, while the old man was waiting by the side, still looking at him like that, but he hid it well, but Chen Jing is a god, although he seals his mana, he is extremely sensitive to all purposeful gazes.

After Chen Jing cleaned up, he picked up, the old man led the way in front, not far away, the old man got into a carriage parked on the side of the street, Chen Jing followed behind with a load of noodles, the carriage was not fast, but it was not slow, an ordinary person carrying half a load of rice noodles would be very difficult to keep up.

Chen Jing followed not far away, as if he was struggling. The carriage did not speed up either.

After walking for about half an hour, the carriage came to the side of a mansion, the side door was guarded by a samurai, the carriage went straight in, Chen Jing followed closely, the samurai just looked up and down, and did not stop it, probably knowing that Chen Jing was recruited by the old man in front.

After the old man got out of the car, he led Chen Jing towards the inside, and did not let Chen Jing rest.

Passing through the eaves of the corridors, and passing through the courtyards. This Lanling Palace, which is quite large, is a secluded place everywhere he passes, and when he passes by a place where there are four guards, the scenery in his eyes immediately changes, from the previous hard to warm.

There is a faint fragrance wafting in the courtyard, and there are clusters of purple orchids not far away. If there is a big man in armor and a blade in front, then this backyard is a girl with embroidered eyebrows.

When he came to a courtyard, the old man said, "Put it here." After saying that he would pay Chen Jing, Chen Jing took it, and said at a glance: "It's not so much." ”

"The extra money is the money to buy noodles, and the money you send rice and noodles." The old man said.

Chen Jing thought about it, and didn't say anything more, even if the old man gave money, even if he added the dough, he wouldn't need so much.

Chen Jing suddenly noticed that someone was looking at him, and when he looked up, he saw a girl behind a window secretly looking at him. Thin eyebrows, white forehead, big eyes, ruddy face, a strand of black hair hanging down the ears and hanging down to the chest.

When she saw Chen Jing looking up at her, her cheeks were like rouge, and after flinching slightly, she bravely looked at Chen Jing again.

There seems to be autumn water in the eyes, shining brightly.

The old man coughed twice, Chen Jing hurriedly stopped looking, bowed his hand to the old man, and left. The old man led the way in front and went out of the side door, and when he got outside, the old man said, "Childe, what you see today should not be passed on." ”

There was a majesty in his voice, and Chen Jing hurriedly responded, saying, "I don't see anything, I don't have anything to say." ”

The old man nodded, watched Chen Jing leave, returned to the mansion where Chen Jing put down the rice noodles, and went upstairs, the girl was still watching on the windowsill, if Chen Jing also stood in her position, she would find that from the time she entered the mansion, the journey along the way was in her sight.

Before the old man could come in, he heard the voices of two women inside, and immediately retreated.

"Cousin, is that the person you said was reading a book in the downtown area, but sitting on the clouds like a high cloud?"

"Yes, cousin."

"Not good."

"That's my cousin's mind is blurred, and I can't see the smell of him."

"Yo, what about the taste? What a smell, your nose is more smart than a dog's nose! ”

"You can't smell it, you have to experience it with your heart. He is ten times better than those kings and grandsons of yours, no, a hundred times better, no, no, no, there is no comparison. ”

One of the two people in the room is named Xu Pianpian and the other is called Lan Qing Aya, Xu Pianpian is in King Xu's mansion, and Lan Qing Aya is the youngest daughter of King Lanling, and she is also the girl who looked at Chen Jing before.

Xu Pianpian was a little annoyed and said: "Isn't it just a noodle buyer, don't you need to step on others to elevate him!" ”

"I'm telling the truth." Lan Qing Aya said nonchalantly, her green fingers curling her long black hair against the window and looking into the distance.

Xu Pianpian's eyes rolled, he thought to himself, and secretly thought: "Since you praise him higher than the sky, then I will let him plant him in the mud in front of you." ”

Chen Jing went all the way back, and it was dark as he walked.

He walked in the darkness, as if he were one with the sky. It's like he sits in the middle of the city and sells rice and noodles while reading a book, blending in with the whole market, but there are still people who can see his self-supreme divine charm.

Divine objects can be obscure, and those who don't know them abandon them like pieces, but there are people who are destined to have them. Chen Jing sealed his mana by himself and integrated it into the lives of mortals, never thinking that even cultivators in the world would not be able to discover it, but he never thought that a mortal would be able to see his divinity.

"I felt at ease when I saw him, and I wanted to keep looking at him." Lan Qingya leaned against the window and said to Xu Pianpian. As she read and chanted, she suddenly seemed to wake up and shouted, "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang." ”

Uncle Zhang immediately appeared at the door, it was the old man who brought Chen Jing in.

"Miss."

"Uncle Zhang, help me go to my father to get the best silk silk, I want to draw him." Lan Qingya said, and after she finished speaking, she said, "I'll go by myself." ”

She didn't know that what she wanted to paint was a statue of a god, and when she did, she would be Chen Jing's first believer in this Jun'an city. Other people look at Chen Jing as ordinary, and when they think about it, they can't even remember his appearance, which is why Uncle Zhang and Xu Pianpian can't understand why Lan Qingya is interested in such an ordinary person who can no longer be an ordinary person, and even look a little fascinated.

Uncle Zhang frowned slightly, and secretly wondered if he wanted to report this matter to the master, could it be that the noodle seller knew the demon method and fascinated the young lady.