In the small town at the foot of Chixinguan Mountain, there is a simple noodle shop with only four tables. It occupies a very small area, and the location is not very good.

There were two people sitting opposite each other on a wooden table facing the street.

The young man in a green shirt stretched out his hand to wipe the grease on the table, and knew that no matter how hard he wiped it, he would never be able to wipe it clean, so he frowned and looked ugly.

In front of him and in front of the man in black shirt opposite him, there was a bowl of steaming hot noodle soup, but the soup was red with some chili noodles floating in it.

Above the noodles are several large chunks of beef, and on top is a handful of coriander.

The man in black shirt took out two chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the side, wiped them on his sleeve, and then immersed himself in eating the noodles.

The man in green shirt couldn't bear it any longer and cursed, "Aren't you too stingy? I'll accompany you to do a job that will cost you your head. If you don't just ask me to eat some dragon liver and phoenix marrow, you also want to treat me to it."

How about some delicacies from the mountains and seas? Why, you just give me a bowl of beef noodles?"

The man in the black shirt raised his head, glanced at the man in the green shirt in front of him, frowned and said, "Okay, eat it after the beating, otherwise you will die, so it would be a waste to treat you to it."

The man in green shirt sneered and was about to retort, but he didn't expect the man in black shirt over there raised his head and said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to treat you to a good meal, it's the salary over the years. I haven't seen a single cent of it."

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In the early years, since I often left the capital city, the salary from the imperial court was only given to the female gentleman who lived by Nanhu Lake every month.

At that time, Chen Chao was only the deputy commander of Zuowei. Later he became the commander, including the current guard commander, and his salary naturally increased.

But in the end I didn't see a single penny.

The man in green shirt laughed heartily. He didn't know why, but every time he saw Chen Chao deflated, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

But the laughter soon stopped. The young swordsman remembered something and suddenly said, "Damn it, Xie Nandu has been going to Mobei for so long, and your salary hasn't been in your hands yet?"

Chen Chao was startled, and then he suddenly remembered this matter. Yes, Xie Nandu had gone to Mobei a few months ago, and now even Mobei had fought a big war. What would his salary be?

Where did you go?

No, if I can go back alive this time, I must ask the officials at the Ministry of Household Affairs whether they have deducted their salary?

Damn it, you even dare to deduct my salary, do you want to risk your life?

Yu Xiyi glanced at the guy in front of him several times. He was convinced that this guy didn't even know where his salary had gone. His mood suddenly improved a lot. He picked up a piece of beef and the young swordsman in green shirt began to chew it carefully.

It might be his last meal, but no matter what, it feels like something else.

But when this guy just started eating noodles, Chen Chao opposite him had already finished eating. He put down his chopsticks and said to himself, "A Yue and Wu Yao have left Chixinguan, but they are not far away.

on the mountain.”

Speaking of this, Yu Xiyi's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked tentatively, "How about letting Ah Yue hold on for a while while we go to Chixin Temple and destroy this Taoist temple for him first?"

Chen Chao frowned and smiled bitterly and said, "You said I am a devil. Why do you seem to be more of a devil than me?"

Yu Xiyi chuckled.

Chen Chao shook his head and said, "Don't talk about whether the two of us can destroy infatuation. Just by doing this, Ah Yue will definitely die."

Yu Xiyi nodded and said matter-of-factly, "That awesome old Taoist priest has crossed that realm. It's amazing. Ah Yue doesn't think he can last long... No, damn, are we still eating noodles here?! You

Don't you think A Yue is a human being?"

Chen Chao glanced at Yu Xiyi and thought to himself, I have a reason to be here. Why are you so anxious?

"about there."

Chen Chao stood up and was about to leave the noodle shop. Yu Xiyi was startled, but he took down his chopsticks like flying and started to devour the food.

Chen Chao stood at the door of the noodle shop, glanced at Yu Xiyi here, and thought to himself, you don't think of Ah Yue as a human being, damn, a Taoist

Why does Master Menda's life seem to be less important than a bowl of noodles in your eyes?

However, Chen Chao quickly turned around and looked ahead, where a young monk was walking from a distance.

Also wearing a black shirt.

The two looked at each other, Chen Chao smiled slightly, and then saluted.

Yu Xiyi came out, saw this scene, and asked curiously, "Are you waiting for this monk?"

Chen Chao nodded helplessly, why didn't this guy seem to care much about anyone? He scolded the master of the Sword Sect whenever he wanted, and when he met this monk, he was like a monk.

Chen Chao glanced at the other side of the sky and said, "Go and take a look first. I have something going on here. I'll come back when it's resolved."

Yu Xiyi said oh, but he knew that the matter was urgent, so he didn't say anything. His whole body turned into a sword light and suddenly disappeared.

After Yu Xiyi left, Chen Chaocai looked at the monk in black and asked, "Master, why did you teach me?"

The monk in black smiled and said, "I don't have much to say, but I'm a little hungry and want to have a bowl of plain noodles. I wonder if the guardian envoy can generously offer me a bowl of noodles?"

Chen Chao turned around and ordered a bowl of plain noodles, then sat down at the table facing the street again, opposite the black-robed monk.

Before waiting for Soumen to arrive, the black-clothed monk took the initiative and said, "Three Wangyou terminals, coupled with the sword from the previous master of the Sword Sect, you still have little hope of killing him."

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Then Master will come too?"

The black-clothed monk shook his head. His realm was not high enough. Now he could not even step into Wangyou. In the future, it was destined to be a big fight that would rock the mountain at every turn. Whether he went or not would not be beneficial to the battle situation.

Chen Chao also knew that in fact, in this battle in which three people besieged and killed the unharmed master, he could rely on his status as a guardian to mobilize many monks to participate. But as the monk said, at this moment, ordinary forgetfulness

Worrying is useless, but in the Liang Dynasty, there were not many people who could forget their worries.

Most of them can't move.

Even if they are able to move, even if they are found, the infatuated watching here is not the current situation where they are just watching.

Are there some old Taoists in the mountains who cannot come out of seclusion and are the great masters of that sect? Are there even one or two peerless experts who have long since surpassed Wangyou but are still unwilling to show up in the world? Who can guarantee it?

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If that's the case, then it's just these three people.

The monk in black said, "But with you here, there may be a glimmer of hope."

Among the three, Yu Xiyi, as a great swordsman, is very lethal on the surface, but in fact, the one who is best at killing is Chen Chao.

Chen Chao asked tentatively, "Is there only a glimmer of hope?"

The black-clothed monk glanced at the young man in front of him, but had no intention of teasing him. Instead, he said casually, "When the poor monk eats that bowl of plain noodles, he will gain one point."

Chen Chao was startled, but quickly came to his senses, and shouted to the chef, "Bring a few more bowls of plain noodles... Forget it, no matter how many plain noodles you have in your shop, bring them over!"

If a bowl of plain noodles is worth one cent more, then if you manage enough today, wouldn't it mean that you can definitely kill that awesome old Taoist priest?

The black-clothed monk was not annoyed at all, he just smiled and asked, "Master Guardian, just now you said that you don't have a salary to treat guests, but now you can afford so much money? Don't wait until the poor monk finishes eating, he has to stay here

I have to work here for several years before I can repay the money."

The noodle shop owner who had already come over with some noodles happened to hear these words. Now he hesitated to put down the some noodles he was holding.

Without hesitation, Chen Chao took out a piece of heavenly money and handed it to the boss, smiling and saying, "This master can eat as much as he wants."

Looking at the genuine piece of gold, the noodle shop owner beamed with joy. After collecting the money, he also sent many kind words for free. Chen Chao laughed it off and asked him to go about his business before asking again, "Master, please don't hide it."

Tuck it in, and if we delay for a little longer, my two friends will probably be dead."

The black-clothed monk was not in a hurry, but picked up the chopsticks and started eating the noodles, "I told you, let's eat the noodles before we finish."

When Chen Chao saw this, he stopped asking any more questions. He just watched the black-clothed monk in front of him eating noodles and asked a question that many people wanted to know, but it was indeed an insignificant question today.

"What is the relationship between the master and the national master?"

The black-clothed monk ate plain noodles and spoke slowly, "It's hard to say, and it's hard to say, but fortunately I won't say it."

Chen Chao smiled bitterly, what the hell is that?

"Guardian, since you asked this question, the poor monk would like to ask, even if I am the so-called reincarnation of the national preceptor, would you still invite the poor monk back to be the national preceptor?"

The question about the monk in black is interesting.

Chen Chao thought for a while, but before he could answer the question, the black-clothed monk smiled and said, "If the poor monk has nothing to do with him, will he not be able to be the national preceptor?"

Chen Chao wanted to speak again, but was interrupted again. The monk in black smiled and said, "No matter what it is, the words of the guardian envoy will not count."

The black-clothed monk glanced at Chen Chao and said with a smile, "Who said you are not the emperor?"

When Chen Chao heard this, he was shocked.

If the black-clothed monk in front of me wants to imitate the previous national master and do the same thing, it will not be easy.

The monk in black said calmly, "Sir, I don't have that intention, and the poor monk thinks he can't do such a thing."

Chen Chao's eyes were complicated.

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On the top of the mountain over there, perhaps the two most talented Taoists in the past millennium have already taken action.

The older Taoist's sleeves were fluttering, and he just looked at the young Taoist in front of him quietly, ignoring the thunder above the curtain.

As for the young Taoist, he seemed to be in a lot of trouble.

The two of them are in different realms. Since they are not suppressing the realm and are fighting in the same realm at this moment, some will be relaxed and some will be in trouble.

Looking at the thunder pool gradually rising from the sky in front of him, Master Wu Yao's eyes were filled with admiration. Dao Sect Thunder Technique, which is rumored to be the Dao Ancestor's, asked his disciples, if they want to kill evil spirits, what means do they have?
To be continued...