After ending the call with Wu Lanying, and failing to get in touch with his sweetheart, Chu Zhen still felt a little lost in his heart, he was not worried that Qin Zheng would get acquainted with any young talents in Pengcheng, thinking that with Qin Zheng's appearance and demeanor and the identity of the daughter of the number one leader of the deputy ministerial-level municipal party committee, he would definitely find a lot of "crazy bees and butterflies", and this Nizi might not be annoying.

After settling the account for the long-distance phone bill, Chu Zhen returned to the room, and the master and apprentice decided to rub it off.

Under the guidance of the front desk attendant of the guest house, Chu Zhen and the others came to the best local restaurant in Qingcheng County.

The name of this restaurant is very Qingcheng characteristics, called "Qingcheng A No. 1", and it operates authentic Qingcheng local Sichuan cuisine.

From the appearance, Qingcheng A No. 1 restaurant should have at least twenty or thirty years of history, a total of three floors of Bashu style quaint building, as soon as you enter the gate, you will see a long row of long-spouted large copper kettles used to make tea, a few words of Bashu characteristics.

When I went up to the hall on the second floor, there happened to be a square table by the window that was still empty, so the master and apprentice sat down and began to order.

Featured fat intestines and blood, Qingcheng old bacon, Huoxiang bean fish, fresh bamboo shoots roasted chicken kidney, beef bone marrow tofu, fish-flavored eggplant cake, secret running pheasant, waist and liver stir-fried, the master and apprentice have not eaten seriously for more than a day, and ordered eight hard dishes in one go.

The eldest sister of Bashu, who was in charge of ordering, couldn't believe her ears, although it didn't look like the old and young people were coming to eat the overlord meal, but they still let them settle the account first, and then they counted a total of sixty-eight yuan.

This back to Chu Zhen couldn't believe his ears, so many hard dishes are only sixty-eight yuan, it really deserves to be the country of abundance!

Chen Zhaofan didn't say a word, took out seven big unions, handed them to the waiter's eldest sister, and asked the eldest sister to add a bottle of two yuan of local Lao Baigan.

The waiter's eldest sister took the money, counted the number correctly, and without checking the authenticity, she stuffed it into her pocket and began to make tea for the master and apprentice.

After making the tea, the eldest sister went to place an order, and Chu Zhen took a sip of hot tea and began to observe the surrounding environment.

Qingcheng No. 1 A is worthy of being the first restaurant of Chen in Qingcheng County, there are a total of twenty-four square tables in the hall on the second floor alone, and there are five round tables for ten people.

It's just time for dinner, and most of the tables are already seated, and many have already started eating.

What made Chu Zhen even more surprised was that among the more than 20 tables of diners, one-third of them were martial arts cultivators!

Chu Zhen whispered to Chen Zhaofan:

"Master, have you noticed?"

Chen Zhaofan also noticed this, nodded lightly, and whispered:

"Don't you have good ears? It seems interesting to listen to what they are talking about. ”

There were three martial arts cultivators sitting at the square table next to Chu Zhen and them, and the cultivation of this old and young man was not weak.

The old man looked to be about sixty years old, wearing a dark gray tunic, with a majestic demeanor and no smile, and he turned out to be a half-step grandmaster.

Among the two young men, the younger one was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was a late stage martial artist of Ming Jin (late stage of the Lingrou Realm), and the other older young man was about twenty-four or five years old, and he turned out to be a middle stage martial artist of internal strength (middle stage of the Transcendent Realm).

Chu Zhen didn't need to use his superpowers to hear the young martial artist say to the old man:

"Master, I didn't think that the only daughter of the Qingcheng Taoist Sect would be promoted to the internal strength martial artist before the age of nineteen, such a martial arts genius, I heard that she was born very beautiful, why do you think they want to engage in such a martial arts competition to recruit relatives?"

This young man spoke in the dialect of Southern Yunnan Province, but Chu Zhen, who had a super brain, could still hear it clearly.

However, Chu Zhen immediately put a big question mark in his heart, the only daughter of the Qingcheng Taoist sect that they said was not Zhang Lingquan of Peking University?

The old man replied:

"I also think it's a little strange, it stands to reason that such a martial arts genius, or the pearl of the palm of the sect Zhang Shaoming, how can he be willing to marry so early?"

The old man paused and said:

"Anyway, there must be some special reason for the Qingcheng Dao Sect's martial arts competition to recruit relatives this time, and the genius disciples of the major sects in the martial arts cultivation world from the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan were invited to participate. You must know that the way of alchemy and the secret method of collecting and replenishing the secret of the Qingcheng Dao School are unique in the entire martial arts cultivation world. Your senior brother participated in the martial arts competition this time, even if he can't get the first place, it should be regarded as an experience! Maybe you can get some rewards from the Qingcheng Dao Sect. Besides, a twenty-five-year-old internal strength warrior is a genius disciple in any sect, and as a martial arts genius, not everyone is willing to join in the fun. So your senior brother still has a certain chance this time. ”

The older young man on the side whispered:

"Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely work hard this time, and strive to get that cultivation secret method for our Emei faction."

Chu Zhen continued to release his divine thoughts, and also used the half-hearted function to "monitor" the conversation of three tables at the same time, and after five or six minutes of synthesizing all the "monitoring" results, Chu Zhen finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that five days ago, the Qingcheng Dao Sect, in the name of the head of the sect, sent an invitation letter to almost all the major sects in the martial arts world in the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan.

The Qingcheng Taoist faction is scheduled to hold a martial arts competition for Zhang Lingquan, the only daughter of Zhang Shaoming, on the eighteenth day of the first month, that is, tomorrow.

For candidates who perform well in the competition, the Qingcheng Taoist faction will give generous rewards.

In the end, winning can not only hold the beauty, but also obtain the top cultivation secret method of the Qingcheng Dao School.

In Qingcheng No. 1 Restaurant, a small half of the people came for this martial arts competition.

In the invitation letter, the Qingcheng Taoist faction has three requirements for candidates to participate in the competition and recruitment conference:

First, unmarried male disciples under the age of twenty-five.

Second, the realm of martial arts cultivation must be above the Inner Strength Warrior (Transcendent Realm).

Thirdly, the candidate must have something to do in terms of mental strength.

After Chu Zhen understood the whole story, he whispered to the master:

"Master, the fat and water don't flow into the fields of outsiders, let's go and have a good time tomorrow, right?"