Compared with the prosperity of Daqian Imperial Capital, Fulong Imperial Capital seems less colorful.

Just because the architectural styles here are mostly light colors such as white, gray or light yellow, even if you are in the most prosperous and lively city center, facing the same feasting and feasting, people can't help but feel a sense of loneliness.

"Is this the most lively place in Fulong Imperial Capital?" Zhuma looked at the busy downtown area in front of him, a little disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he pouted, "It's not as beautiful as Daqian Imperial Capital."

"Sister Zhuma, is Daqian Imperial Capital that prosperous?" Shui Wufeng said unconvinced, "I really want to go back with you and have a look."

"I won't go back to the imperial capital." Zhuma shook his head and replied truthfully.

"It turns out this is still the 'Dengxian Tower'."

Arriving in front of a spectacular restaurant, Qiu Tianlong suddenly said with emotion, "It really hasn't changed at all."

"Ascend the Immortal Tower?" Zhong Wen asked doubtfully.

"My lord, this Dengxian Tower is the most famous restaurant in the Fulong Empire." Qiu Tianlong explained, "It is also an industry under the name of the Ji family."

"Then I need to experience it." Zhong Wen caught a glimpse of the little girl's expectant eyes and said with a smile, "I'm a little thirsty after walking, so I just want to go in and have some tea."

"The business at Dengxian Tower is very booming. If we don't make an appointment in advance, I'm afraid..." Qiu Tianlong looked unwilling.

Such rules are naturally useless to the four major families.

It should be noted that no matter how prosperous a restaurant's business is, it will always reserve a certain number of private room seats for those truly big customers.

The former Qiu Tianlong was one of the powerful men in the imperial capital who had this kind of privilege.

"Oh? Can't you get in?"

Zhong Wen didn't take it seriously at all, and was about to turn around and leave when he saw Shui Wufeng suddenly spread his legs and ran into the main entrance of the restaurant. After a while, he swaggered across the threshold again, followed by him. A young man dressed as a servant.

This man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with handsome features, clean and tidy clothes, and a smile on his face. At first glance, he made people feel very comfortable, and he was completely different from the waiters in ordinary restaurants.

"Guests, please come in!" When he came to Zhong Wen and others, the waiter put on a respectful posture, and even his voice sounded as if he had received professional training, full of magnetism and making people feel like spring breeze.

"Don't you need to make a reservation in advance?" Zhong Wen asked curiously.

"These are friends of Young Master Jiang... Shui. They are our first-class distinguished guests." The waiter replied respectfully but not flatteringly, "How can we be the same as ordinary guests?"

This boy really comes from an extraordinary family!

Zhong Wen glanced at Shui Wufeng in surprise, and gained a new understanding of Xiao Zhengtai's identity.

"Brother Shui, you are so awesome." Zhuma admired sincerely.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just a high-end restaurant." Shui Wufeng was immediately elated and said with a proud face, "I don't even notice it."

"A few distinguished guests, please come in!" The boy turned sideways and made a "please" gesture, then walked in front and began to lead the way.

Zhong Wen and others did not refuse and followed closely. Only Qiu Tianlong kept looking at Shui Wufeng's thin back, his eyes flashing, wondering what he was thinking.

The waiter led everyone to the lobby on the third floor, led Shui Wufeng to an exquisite dining table, and motioned for everyone to sit down.

Zhong Wen looked around and saw that the environment on the third floor was elegant and quiet. The entire hall was divided by exquisite screens. There were only four or five dining tables in a semi-enclosed shape. Although it was not a private room, it was not easy for guests to communicate with each other.

disturb each other.

"Why isn't it a private room?"

Before Zhong Wen could sit down, Shui Wufeng frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

"Master Shui, I'm really sorry." The boy looked embarrassed and apologized repeatedly, "There are guests dining in all the private rooms."

"Where is that room?" Shui Wufeng asked reluctantly.

"Master Shui, you are a moment late." The boy said with a wry smile, "That private room has just been used."

"You just entered not long ago?" Shui Wufeng said as if it was a matter of course, "What's the difficulty? Just teach them to get out."

"Brother Shui, don't you need it?" Zhuma pulled his arm and persuaded softly, "It's pretty good here."

"How is that possible?" Shui Wufeng shook his little head like a rattle, "It's rare for Sister Zhuma to come to the imperial capital as a guest, how can I be so negligent? You must have a private room!"

"Master Shui, it's not that I don't agree." The boy was so anxious that he almost cried, "I really can't afford to offend those guests!"

"You are more troublesome than me?" Shui Wufeng wanted to show off in front of Zhuma, but unexpectedly the boy refused to give him face. He immediately lowered his face and his voice became much colder.

"He's from Dan Pavilion." The boy leaned down and whispered into Shui Wufeng's ear.

Shui Wufeng trembled all over, and most of his aggressive momentum dissipated in an instant. His face turned red and blue. He wanted to refute, but was speechless.

"Just sit outside." Zhong Wen opened his mouth and untied his bib and said, "It's quite quiet here. You can also watch people coming and going. It's not much worse than a private room."

"Yes, yes." Zhuma echoed, "It's more spacious outside, I actually like it better."

"Since both of you like to go out, let's forget it." Shui Wufeng's expression changed, and he finally chose to get off the donkey, "It's not that I'm afraid of Dange."

"Yes, yes." The young man breathed a sigh of relief and repeatedly echoed, "How could Master Shui be afraid of Dan Pavilion, given his status?"

"Why don't you hurry up and bring the tea and snacks?" Even though there were steps to go down, Shui Wufeng still felt that he had lost face in front of Zhuma, and shouted to the waiter with a tigerish face, "If I neglect Sister Zhuma, you will

good-looking!"

"Okay!" The boy was scolded by a child of about ten years old, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face, and his attitude was still respectful, "Please wait a moment for the distinguished guests, tea and food will be here soon!"

"Old Qiu, what is Dan Pavilion?" After the boy retreated, Zhong Wen turned to Qiu Tianlong and asked.

"You don't even know about Dan Pavilion?" Shui Wufeng looked surprised and disdainful when he heard Zhong Wen ask this question.

"Why should I know about Dan Pavilion?" Zhong Wen smiled slightly, not angry.

"The Dan Pavilion is where the world's top alchemists gather." Shui Wufeng seemed to have found a sense of superiority in front of Zhong Wen for the first time, and introduced with a smile on his face, "Even people from the Seven Holy Lands are still guests in front of the Dan Pavilion.

Be polite and don't want to offend easily."

"So powerful?" Zhong Wen pretended to be surprised.

"Of course, for cultivators, the role of elixirs is self-evident." Shui Wufeng was even more proud, "Since the 'medicine tower' disappeared overnight more than ten years ago, there has been no other organization in the world that can

In terms of medicine and alchemy, it is comparable to the 'Dan Pavilion', and it is well deserved to be called the strongest alchemist organization."

"Yes, the alchemist has a special status and has a wide circle of friends." Qiu Tianlong nodded and acknowledged, "As for Dange, all the major forces adhere to the principle that even if they are not friends with each other, they will never offend easily. Over time, Dange has developed a good reputation.

The disciple’s stinking habit of being arrogant.”

"It turns out it's just an alchemist organization." Zhong Wen nodded and said indifferently, "No wonder I haven't heard of it."

"What do you mean by 'just an alchemist organization'? You really have little knowledge!" Shui Wufeng also said that Zhong Wen was making excuses for his ignorance, and couldn't help but refute loudly, "Do you know how noble the status of an alchemist is?

The status of an alchemy master is not inferior to that of His Majesty!"

"That's a coincidence, I'm also a master of alchemy." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "So, wouldn't it mean that I can be on an equal footing with the emperor of your Fulong Empire?"

"Alchemy master? You?" Shui Wufeng sneered, "Don't make people laugh."

"Little brother, Zhong Wen is very capable." Zhuma frowned slightly and said rather unhappy, "He said he is a master of alchemy, so he must be."

"Sister Zhuma, it's not like my little brother can't trust him." Shui Wufeng felt inexplicably unhappy when he saw Zhuma defending Zhong Wen, "Alchemy requires a lot of knowledge accumulation. Every master must be at least over fifty years old. How old is he?

Even if you have learned alchemy, you can only be considered an apprentice at best."

"Forget it, forget it." Zhong Wen laughed and patted Zhuma's shoulder gently, "I don't know what the level of an alchemy master should be. I just said it casually, so don't take it to heart."

When Shui Wufeng saw that Zhong Wen had given up, he immediately held his head high, assumed the posture of a winner, and taught earnestly: "Do you know how powerful Dan Pavilion is? Don't think that if you have high cultivation, you can stop putting people in the world at risk.

Young people must always maintain a sense of awe in their eyes."

"I mean, I've been taught a lesson." Zhong Wen looked at Xiao Zhengtai's old and arrogant look, and it was difficult to hold back his laughter.

Is the Lord a master of alchemy?

Could it be that the elixir was refined by him himself?

Qiu Tianlong recalled the magical elixir that Zhong Wen gave him, his eyes were filled with surprise and he fell into deep thought.

He instinctively felt that even the masters in the Dan Pavilion might not be able to refine this terrifying elixir that not only cures illnesses, but also increases longevity. He was unknowingly concerned about the abilities of this young man in white.

Watched it a bit higher.

Soon, the table was placed with saucers, bowls, chopsticks, various snacks, exquisite tableware, bright dishes, and extremely beautiful combinations.

The little girl Zhuma happily picked up a piece of snack and stuffed it into her mouth. She chewed it for a while, and a hint of disappointment appeared on her rosy face.

"What's wrong, Sister Zhuma, isn't it to your taste?" Shui Wufeng couldn't help but ask.

"Is this the best restaurant in the Fulong Empire?" Zhuma answered truthfully, "I feel that the dim sum is not as delicious as Zhong Wen's."

"What?" Shui Wufeng couldn't react for a moment.

Even though he was completely repulsed in his heart, he still had to admit that Zhong Wen's cultivation was so strong that it was rarely seen in the world.

The cultivators who have reached this level are all overlords, with noble status and transcendent status. He can't figure out why the spiritual master would personally cook for the girl.

"You can't say that." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "Although the taste of the tea here is bland, it leaves a fragrance in your mouth. This pastry chef is very skillful. You feel that it is not good enough, mostly because of the two people.

Different taste preferences.”

"Oh." In Zhuma's heart, Zhong Wen was almost equal to an omniscient and omnipotent existence. After hearing his comments, the little girl stopped talking and just bit off a piece of cake and put it in her mouth to savor it.

It really sounds like that!

Shui Wufeng naturally didn't believe how good Zhong Wen's cooking skills were, and curled his lips with disdain. He felt that this man always boasted nonsense and confused the simple-minded Sister Zhuma, and deeply despised his character.

"You bunch of wooden fish brains!" A roar suddenly came from the private room inside, "How many times have I told you that Qianji Dan lacks three thousand years of Polygonatum japonica, why are you still using Huangfengcao? Is it effective or not? Don't you have some idea in your mind?"
To be continued...