Volume 1: The Wind Rises in the Wasteland Chapter 35 (35): Level Up
The remote corner of Yingchun Street.
Walking through the streets and alleys, Song Lei led Gao Mu into a tavern called Dusk on the corner of Yingchun Street. The tavern was slightly dimly lit, and there were only a few tables of guests. The two of them found a table in the back and sat down.
Song Lei opened his mouth and said: "Your Royal Highness Princess, the rules of this tavern are a little special, they only allow old customers to order food in the room. So if there is anything to eat, please tell us below. ”
Gao Mu waved his hand and said, "There's nothing special you want to eat, Brother Song, you can order whatever you want." ”
Song Lei smiled: "Then it's casual." After saying this, Song Lei got up and walked into the inner room.
Gao Mu was a little thirsty, so he poured a cup of tea. Drinking the slightly bitter tea, Gao Mu casually looked at the people and things around the tavern. The few guests in the tavern were quietly drinking and eating, and everything was ordinary. It's just that what makes Gao Mu curious is that the food in this tavern is actually Jingzhou style, which is really rare in Beilu Prefecture.
Twilight Tavern, Inside.
The room was furnished except for a low wooden table and two futons, and the windows were sealed with wooden strips, and the light came from an oil lamp on a low wooden table. At this time, sitting on the futon were Song Lei, who walked into the room, and a rickety old man in gray.
The old man lowered his head, and the faint light of the oil lamp could only illuminate part of his face, pale and senile. The old man asked in a trembling voice, "Is there anything that Lord Sword Slave has come to tell the old man?"
Song Lei said straight to the point: "Let you help modify your memory." I was badly injured at the beginning, and now I have only a part of the original spirit left, and I can't do it perfectly. ”
The oil lamp twisted, and the faint light projected the scene in the tavern. The old man pointed to Gao Mu, who was drinking tea, and asked, "Is Lord Sword Slave going to modify this girl's memory?"
Looking at the scene in the oil lamp, Song Lei nodded in affirmation. Seeing that Song Lei gave an affirmative answer, the old man took out two dry hands like wood from his sleeves, and put his hands on the oil lamp, and the light of the oil lamp changed from yellow to a strange and bewitching purple.
At the same time, the tavern was also filled with a purple halo, and the few guests who had been few disappeared, leaving Gao Mu alone. Gao Mu's eyes were misty, as if he was drunk, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly from time to time.
Song Lei looked at the intoxicated Gao Mu in the tavern through the oil lamp, and asked with a smile, "Is this the soul array of your Heart Washing Sect?"
The old man replied with some pride, "Yes." This array is the soul array, from the hands of my patriarch. Otherwise, with my innate realm, it would be impossible to modify my memory perfectly. ”
Song Lei continued to ask, "The reason why your Heart Washing Sect was destroyed back then wouldn't have anything to do with this array, right?"
The old man spoke: "This matter is not very clear! I was only a senior deacon of the Heart Washing Sect back then, but there are indeed rumors that it is related to the Soul Array. After all, the soul array hurts the heavens!"
The light of the oil lamp returned to yellow, and the old man spoke again: "Lord Sword Slave, the matter is done. Hearing this, Song Lei picked up a meal next to the low wooden table, got up and walked out.
Just as Gao Mu was about to drink the second cup of tea, she saw Song Lei walking out of the room with a food box. Song Lei walked to the table and put the meals in the food box on the table one by one.
Gao Mu watched Song Lei set the plate, and said with a smile: "Is the serving speed of this tavern quite fast?" After you went in, I had a cup of tea, and you came out with your things. Song Lei set the meal, smiling and silent.
After the two of them finished eating, they walked out of the dusk tavern, Gao Mu looked at the position of the sun, and said suspiciously: "Why is the time different from what I feel?
Song Lei walked in front of him, turned his back to Gao Mu and said, "Your Royal Highness Princess, let's go." We're going back to Baihua Street!"
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Night falls, Baihua Street.
Since tomorrow is the return of a hundred flowers, the people in this thousand-year-old city gradually increased in the afternoon. At night, there are twice as many pedestrians on Baihua Street as there were a day ago, and the streets become very crowded.
Zhao An and the others sat at a table near the window, and there was a snow enoki mushroom clear soup hot pot on the table, which was today's dinner. But to be honest, Zhao An doesn't have much money left.
Zhao An looked at the street that was completely different from the morning, and his heart suddenly became uplifted, and he said, "Why don't you go out and play at night?"
Gao Mu heard Zhao An say that he wanted to go out to play, put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and said: "The street is indeed very lively, it's a pity not to go shopping." ”
Gao Mu had long wanted to go out and play. Although she is usually very capable, Gao Mu is still a pampered princess in her bones, and she really can't refuse this kind of event.
"Go ahead, I don't like this kind of boisterous situation. After speaking, Song Lei continued to sandwich the meat slices in the hot pot, not affected by Zhao An and Gao Mu in the slightest.
After dinner, Zhao An and Gao Mu set off to walk around the streets, while Song Lei went upstairs to rest.
Both sides of the street are filled with all kinds of small shops, some selling special snacks, some selling monster materials, and more selling spirit flowers. Zhao An and Gao Mu chatted while shopping in small shops.
"Brother Zhao, look at this. Gao Mu pointed to a pot of spiritual flowers.
Zhao An looked at the pot of spirit flowers pointed by Gao Mu, the stems and leaves of its whole body were light blue, the petals were dark red, and the corolla was like a joyful flame in the evening breeze.
When the shopkeeper saw that business came to his door, he said, "The girl really has a vision. The name of this spiritual flower is Leng Yan, and it is the masterpiece of the spiritual flower master of Nianchun City, and it is a very rare ornamental flower. Only one hundred taels of silver. ”
Hearing that a spirit flower that only had an ornamental effect cost a hundred taels, Zhao An and Gao Mu looked at each other. Alright, we're both poor ghosts!
After experiencing the spirit flower just now, Zhao An and Gao Mu never asked about the price of the spirit flower in other shops. The two of them just bought nothing, and it wasn't boring.
Walking and walking, Zhao An and Gao Mu walked to the East Street of Baihua Street. There are not a large number of small shops on East Street, only a ring that occupies the entire street.
In the ring, two martial artists are competing, and around them are ordinary people and warriors who are onlookers. Zhao An looked at the two martial artists competing in the ring and shook his head, these two were just new to the Blood Marrow Realm.
Gao Mu naturally also saw that the realm of the two people in the ring was only the blood marrow realm, she poked Zhao An with her elbow, and said, "Brother Zhao, don't you want to go up and try it?"
Zhao An shrugged his shoulders and said, "Didn't I bully them when I went up?"
Gao Mu smiled: "It's boring anyway! Brother Zhao will go up and try it, and he won't lose meat if he loses." ”
Zhao An chuckled lightly and said, "Since that's the case, I'll go up and abuse the vegetables." After one of the people in the ring lost, Zhao An flew into the ring. To be honest, Zhao An also wanted to pretend to be forced.
Although it was a young man under the age of twenty who came up to challenge, the champion did not relax his vigilance at all, still clenched his fists and kept his strength flowing smoothly.
Zhao An snorted and said, "Go down, you are not my opponent!" Zhao An is not arrogant, he is telling the truth. Zhao An's own strength far surpassed that of the ordinary Secret Treasure Realm One Heaven, and was similar to the strength of the Ordinary Secret Realm Twin Heavens.
"This man is so arrogant!"
"Maybe someone with the ability. ”
"Maybe it's just grandstanding. "There was a lot of talk in the ring.
"You're ......!" Before the champion could make a move, he was very angry. You haven't said anything cruel yet, but you're going crazy first. Forget it, I'll show you how strong I am with five consecutive wins!
Martial Arts ~ Wind Palm.
The champion stepped forward, and the palms around the wind struck Zhao An's chest. This is the strongest move of the champion, he wants to send Zhao An out of the ring with one blow, so that he knows that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.
Zhao An waved his sleeves, slapped out his palms, and the black flame energy of his whole body roared out. The black flame qi wave followed the palm wind, and in an instant, it drowned the Ring Lord. In a moment, the black flame's energy dispersed, and the champion collapsed in the ring, slightly burned all over his body.
The onlookers under the ring gasped, this young man's strength was terrifying, he must be a master who opened the vault. The injured champion was carried down by his companions, and now it was Zhao An's turn to be the champion.
After a while, no one came up to challenge, and just when Zhao An thought that no one came up, a figure in green clothes fell on the ring.
The person who came was a young man named younger than Zhao An, about sixteen years old, dressed in a cyan robe printed with a three-tailed snow fox, with a more feminine appearance, and a pair of strange ice blue eyes.
The feminine young man bowed slightly, and opened his mouth to recommend himself: "It's snowing, disciple of the Northern Han Sect." ”
As soon as Xue Ji's name came out, everyone under the ring exploded. There are four great martial arts geniuses in Beilu Prefecture, Xu Qing of White Dragon City, Xue Ji of Beihan Sect, Guo Xiao, the son of the Guo family, and Tang Ping, the magic sword.
Gao Mu looked at Zhao An in the ring worriedly, but he didn't expect that a small street ring would lead to a genius boy like Xue Ji.
The other people in the audience already thought that Xue Ji would definitely defeat Zhao An, after all, Xue Ji's reputation spread throughout Beilu Prefecture. The news of Xue Ji's debut quickly spread throughout Baihua Street, and more and more people came to watch.
Zhao An asked in disbelief, "You are the contemporary chief Xue Ji of the Northern Han Sect. ”
Xue Ji nodded and said calmly, "It's down." ”
Zhao An couldn't help but burst into foul language in his heart. I didn't expect the abuse bureau to come up with a substitute training, how can this be fought? Zhao An's first thought was to surrender!
Xue Ji seemed to see through Zhao An's thoughts, and said, "Your cultivation is in the late stage of the First Heaven of the Secret Treasure Realm, and below is the peak of the Second Heaven of the Secret Treasure Realm. Therefore, I will compete with you with the strength of the Vault Realm One Heavy Heaven. ”
"Even if it's a self-proclaimed strength, Xue Ji can beat that person. Someone in the audience said. This is naturally what most people think, after all, Xue Ji is one of the four great martial arts geniuses in Beilu Prefecture!
"I've long wanted to compete with the disciples of the Great Sect. Zhao An said shamelessly, not caring at all that he had just had the idea of surrendering.