The night is like condensation, sleeping in the boundless sky, quietly staring at Zeng Cheng, blinking mysteriously. Buildings and ancient trees are covered with silver veils and fall asleep in silence. A dark shadow appeared on the gray wall of the post hall, and it disappeared like a ghost.

After a few breaths, on the icon field in Zengcheng, Mo Ye held his arms and held his chin to stare at a holy icon, the starry night sky, and he couldn't see the face of the holy icon clearly. Mo Ye had a faint smile on his face, pursed his lips, tapped his fingers on his cheeks, and stared at the holy icon. "Whoever erected the icon, there is nothing new at all, am I so haggard, so stupid? No matter how you look at it, it is uncomfortable."

Mo Xie muttered a few words, tilted his head and looked at the distant sky, the gray day was blocked behind the long black ridge, and the morning breeze blew across the city wall, rolling up the coolness of a light mist. Can't look any further, that sticker bark will most likely wake up. Mo Xie dodged and flew towards the only place in Zeng City where there was light.

This is Chuanyun Station, the only place in Zeng City that stays awake all night. Mo Xie prepared to go to Zhencheng here, and then fly back to Shunzhen from Zhencheng.

Mo Ye moved and inhaled, stopped suddenly, tilted his head and looked at a delicate pavilion, in front of which was a verdant ancient tree that looked very lush in the gray night. Mo Ye couldn't help but take a deep breath, the reason why Mo Ye stopped was because there was a faint fragrance wafting in the fresh morning air. The aroma is overflowing with the wind, and the smoke makes people intoxicated.

This faint aroma has always been hidden in Mo Ye's memory, and last night, when this wisp of fragrance lingered in front of the bed, Mo Ye almost jumped up from the bed. The aroma is like the taste of hometown, deeply condensed in Mo Xie's heart.

Mo Ye followed the aroma of steamed buns, involuntarily approached the pavilion, and glanced up at the "Bashi Pavilion". Mo Xie smiled, "Don't look at the five big and three coarse Yu Ba, his brain is still bright." In just a few years, business has been doing so well."

"Hey, silly saint, what are you going to eat?" Mo Xie walked to the door, and the eating boy greeted him with a smile.

Mo Xie was stunned. The boy smiled and pointed to the plaque in front of the door. Mo Xie took a look and saw that the plaque read: "All eaters are stupid, all fools can eat, and they sell stupid buns."

Mo Xie grinned, feeling a stupid anger coming out of his head. "Five buns, a pot of porridge".

The cannibal sweeps his eyes. "This saint is so stupid to come here. I asked for five buns and a pot of porridge."

Eat the children are happy. "Do you want to take the stupid saint away"?

"Eat here". Mo Xie entered the Bashi Pavilion. After taking a step, Mo Ye's mouth grinned. "Halo, who painted his own big avatar".

I saw that the entire pavilion was hung with portraits of Mo Xie's grinning teeth, all of which were vivid. It's exaggerated and scary, all of them have big heads, small bodies, and peculiar shapes with buns in their hands.

"Is this me? Mo Xie shook his head.

"Silly saint, this is the thirteen styles of stupid eating painted by our pavilion master, as long as the silly saint guest can make six styles, your meal is free. Each additional style can get different holy awards, and if you make thirteen styles, our pavilion master is willing to honor you as the Lord." The cannibal had a haughty look.

Mo Xie was amused in his heart. If it's really like what I ate back then, it's really hard to help myself. Mo Xie is used to being alone, and it is inconvenient to take a holy slave, if it is an elf like Bingjiu. It's pretty much the same.

Mo Xie sat down at the stone table disappreciatively, and swept his eyes at the stupid thirteen styles, what "swallowing the bag", "a mouthful of skin". ......。 "This Yu Ba is completely burying himself, if he ate it back then, I would be dizzy. What a stupid way that would become."

Mo Xie was thinking. The food boy has already prepared all the holy food that Mo Xie wants. didn't pay any attention to Mo Xie, and stood by the pavilion door to look at the faintly red morning curtain.

Mo Xie picked up the bun, the thin skin, revealing exquisite, translucent against the white and tender luster, round, with patterned folds, the person of the bun has carefully carved.

There is a strong aroma of meat, without the slightest greasy smell, and you can distinguish several dishes when you smell it lightly. Mo Xie held the bun and gently put it in his mouth, his face changed. When chewed, the skin of this bun is soft, juicy and delicious.

When Mo Xie savored it, it was strange that the stupid eating thirteen styles behind Mo Xie instantly lit up with three styles. The food boy glanced at it and smiled, it was too normal, tens of thousands of holy diners every day were referring to the Thirteen Styles of Silly Eating. There are almost no people who have passed six, and there is not one that has passed seven a year. I haven't heard of the store for so long.

Mo Xie picked up the second one, put it in his mouth with a smile, and couldn't help but make a grimace, this bun is fragrant but not greasy, oily but not slippery, thick but not salty, and his mouth is full of fragrance after eating.

Hmph, the stupid eating thirteen styles behind Mo Xie lit up three more. The cannibal turned his head as if he had seen it. He glanced at Mo Xie and looked at the Thirteen Styles of Stupid Eating.

Mo Xie blew a breath, slowly closed his eyes, and picked up the third bun. The tongue sticks out, and the bun is gone. Mo evil products came out, this package of chicken is puree, bamboo shoots, leeks, fish, shrimp, powder, camelina and other ten raw materials are auxiliary materials. The taste is fresh, and you can't eat what is fresh. The meat in the mouth is tender, and you can't eat anything tender.

Behind Mo Xie, the stupid eating thirteen styles and then the three bright three styles. The boy's face trembled. Rubbing his eyes vigorously. "Oh my God, how is this eaten. I don't understand, how can I be a mouthful of three styles".

Mo Xie picked up the fourth bun, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked at the bun that seemed to be unbreakable and not thin, and the bun was gone. The fragrance of this bun is pure, the food is naturally integrated, and it has been stirred countless times to make the fragrance into the meat and the flavor into the skin.

"Oooo As soon as Mo Xie finished eating, a sharp wind blew out of the Bashi Pavilion, and a tall and rugged saint with a square face and sword eyebrows appeared in front of Mo Xie and knelt on the ground three times in a row. got up like a goshawk in the night, standing beside Mo Ye coldly and arrogantly.

Mo Xie opened his eyes. "Yu Ba"?

"Holy Master's Cabinet, please," the Nighthawk-like Saint whispered.

The dark blue sky retreated behind the mountain little by little, and the gray morning mist blocked the first rays of brilliance with a smile. Mo Ye took Yu Ba to the Cloud Piercing Station.

The morning light sprinkled on Ningcheng, and the newly awakened morning sun shy half of his face and fell on the peak of Nu Mountain. A small stall was quietly opened on the side of the street in Ningcheng, and the stalls were full of holy products, such as armor, boots, chest guards, socks, powder boxes, and decorative boxes. They are all necessary supplies for saints, and the five-zhang long stall is from beginning to end, and the saints can change from the inside to the outside.

On both sides of the stall stood two pieces of crooked crystal characters written "Holy Maiden Relic Stall, only open for five days". In front of the stall stood ten saints of the spirit period, behind the saint was a large round umbrella, and under the umbrella was a tiger-eyed saint, standing like a black iron tower. On one side is a Taishi chair. On the chair was a mediocre-looking saint. A pair of eyes are the most surprising, shining with a glittering light, and the deep and deep seem to attract the eyes.

The stall has just opened. Curious sages surrounded him, bustling with water around the long stall. After staring at the eyes and only looking at the sucks, the shouting became a fuss.

The items in the Holy Shop in the Holy Domain are very simple, the Medicine Crystal Shop specializes in selling all kinds of medicine crystals, the Holy Weapon Shop specializes in selling all kinds of battle armor and holy weapons, and the Holy Bookstore specializes in selling all kinds of crystal books and crystal shafts. In the vast holy area, no saint has time to open a holy product shop with all kinds of things, and a dazzling array of holy stalls like Mo Xie is simply a hidden hall. What's even more special is that all the holy objects are special relics for saints. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that a whirlwind was blowing in Ningcheng, and the sages of the entire Ningcheng City rushed to this street like crazy.

The Dharma Inspectors of Ningcheng were all blinded, and they flew like meteors in the air. Standing in the air and watching in a daze for a long time, a cultivator looked at the crowded stall and waved his hand to the Dharma inspectors, and hundreds of Dharma inspectors fell to the two ends of the street to maintain the scene inexplicably.

The priest landed in front of the booth with a smile on his face. He smiled complimentarily at the Black Tower Saint. "Yu Shengyou, how did you make such a big scene?"

Yu Ba Ha Ha walked to the stall with a big grin, picked up a pair of battle armor casually, and handed it to the Cultivator Saint. "Bao Patrol Law, came back suddenly, only registered at the city gate, and hurriedly put it on. I was thinking about going to see you, and here you are."

Bao Jian smiled and took the armor and stroked it carefully. "How can I be a holy chef, I can't enjoy opening a food pavilion, and I want to set up a stall."

"Isn't it that the family has a group of redundant saints who can't be spared, and they specially choose our Ning City to dedicate themselves to the Holy Maiden of our Ning City? Yu Ba pulled the bag sword and walked to the side of the stall.

Bao Jian casually took two chest protectors and the holy bag and left with a smile.

Soon, the flow of people in front of the stall decreased, and Bao Jian asked the Dharma patrols on both sides to set up crystal fences, and the saints above the cultivation line could enter and exit at will, and the saints below the cultivation could only enter by handing over a spar. The eyes of this bag of swords are poisonous enough, and at first glance, it can be seen that the holy relics sold out of tyrants are all below Peixing. The plane got stuck with a handful of oil.

This news, just go. There was a faint light smoke floating in the Desire Heart Cave Desire Heart Palace, and the mist exuded an attractive fragrance, the fragrance was silky, wisps floating, mischievously taking a broken step of smoke, quietly drifting towards Deng Ming, the master of the cave, and miraculously disappeared in a circle.

A crystal light flashed in the hall, and Deng Ming gently raised his white and tender arm, stretched out his fingers and twisted them gently. Catch a crystal letter. Frowning slightly. "What's going on in Ningcheng again, you have to alarm yourself."

Deng Ming leaned back and leaned lightly on the throne of white velvet. He looked at the crystal letter between his fingers and slowly pressed it on his forehead. The thin eyebrows followed. Put Jingxin on the incense case, support the sharp jade cheeks, and stared at the smoke wafting in front of him in a daze. "Someone in Ningcheng bought Wanyun Cave Holy Maiden equipment, this is really strange."

The equipment of the Nine Mountains, Twenty Caves, and Forty-Seven Families of the Holy Realm all have obvious marks, and they belong to that sect, and they can be distinguished by eye-catching. Someone dared to buy Wanyun Cave holy clothes in Desire Ning City, and Deng Mingdao's eyes lit up. "Siwa".

A holy woman dressed in pink breast-length armor appeared in the main hall. Salute Deng Xiang deeply.

"Go to Ningcheng and invite the saint who sold the holy relics of the Holy Maiden to set up a stall outside the crystal gate of the Desire Heart Cave, and let the disciples below Gugen choose the holy items they need." The holy relics equipped by the various sects in the Holy Domain are all carefully crafted, and it would be a pity to let them fall into the hands of the scattered saints, so it is better to let the disciples choose them.

As soon as Si Wa saluted and left, Deng Ming called Gao Qing softly. "Go, call Qiao Fang, Fei Jie, Meng Fu, Xi Han, Lin Rong, and Yin Tan and other envoys, saying that I have something important to discuss." (To be continued......)