The flame only lasted for a minute, and the body seemed to be emptied out. The flame was extinguished only when the last ray of true energy in the sea of qi was evacuated.
"Phew! It's finally over." Zhou Wu dragged his tired body and climbed up from the river.
Ye Xiuyuan was also scorched black by the flames. He walked up to Zhou Wu and said angrily: "Zhou Wu! You bastard! Look, so many Ascension Grasses! They were burned by you! A fire!
How many spiritual stones will this cost? Money, this is all money!"
Ye Xiuyuan felt aggrieved, as if his life had been burned away, and he cried bitterly.
"Old Ye! Even though the Ascension Grass is gone, it can still grow. There are so many of them in our hometown that the fire will never stop burning them." Zhou Wu chuckled.
"I hope it's as you said. By the way, what's going on with your flames?" Ye Xiuyuan asked curiously.
Zhou Wu scratched his head and said: "I only got one skill here. After practicing it, I can condense flames. As for the others, I don't know much about them."
Ye Xiuyuan frowned and said, "There are quite a lot of strange things happening to you, kid. There is too much spiritual energy in this box. I'm not in good health, so I won't be able to stay in here for long. Let's go out."
The two of them got out of the iron box, found a place to freshen up, and changed their clothes.
"Lao Ye, where are we going?" Zhou Wu asked.
Ye Xiuyuan smiled awkwardly and said: "As for casual cultivators, of course we are all around the world. However, you have so many resources at your hands. It would be better for the two of us to establish a sect. You will be the sect leader and I will be the leader."
Deputy Sect Master, how about it?"
“It’s not bad to be at home all over the world.”
In the previous life, there were old people and young people, and there were worries everywhere. When he came to this world, Zhou Wu also thought a lot. Now that he came to this world, he had no worries around him, and he must make his way in the world.
"Hey, Brother Zhou, what are you thinking about?" Ye Xiuyuan came up.
Zhou Wudao: "Old Ye, in this world, if you don't have helpers, no matter how strong you are, you can't defeat those sects with deep foundations?"
"Of course. Rogue cultivators are rogue cultivators after all. They are weak and weak and cannot be compared with the sect."
"Old Ye, wait until later. When the time comes, we are establishing a sect. As for now, how about traveling around the world?"
"It's up to you. Anyway, don't get rid of me. However, last time in the Nebula Forest, my flying sword was destroyed by you. Now, I don't have a magic weapon."
"This is easy to handle." Zhou Wu snapped his fingers, and the fruit knife appeared in his hand with a cold light.
"What a treasure. The aura emanating from this blade alone is enough to intimidate any monk in the Qi training stage. This magic weapon has at least reached the level of a spiritual weapon."
"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Zhou Wu threw the fruit knife over.
"Thank you." Ye Xiuyuan quickly took it and circulated his energy, trying to refine the fruit knife.
But the next moment, the fruit knife's cold light shone brightly, and it broke free from Ye Xiuyuan's zhenqi envelope. The cold light flashed past, and a ravine dozens of feet long and three feet deep appeared on the ground behind him.
This scene frightened Ye Xiuyuan to the point where he stood still. The fear of facing death just now was deeply imprinted in his heart.
"This power! I'm afraid that even mystical weapons are far inferior to this. Brother Zhou, I can't control this magic weapon. Please take it back." Ye Xiuyuan broke out in a cold sweat, and the fear of death could not be shaken off for a long time.
Magical weapons: magic weapons, spiritual weapons, mysterious weapons, soul weapons, Taoist weapons, holy weapons, pseudo-immortal weapons, fairy weapons. Each level is divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade and top-grade.
Even Zhou Wu was shocked by the power of the watermelon knife.
"This is just an ordinary watermelon knife. Why does it have such terrifying power? Is it because of the iron box?" Zhou Wu quickly took out the iron box and looked at it seriously.
"Old Ye said that a monk can nourish magic weapons in his body. The higher the cultivation level and the longer the nourishing time, the more terrifying the power. There is plenty of spiritual energy in this iron box. It must be nourished by the iron box that this watermelon knife has such great power.
.”
Thinking of this, Zhou Wu took a deep breath and hurriedly entered the iron box. He closed his eyes. The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and ran towards the east.
"This smell, yes! It's right here!" After climbing over a hill, the scenery in front of him suddenly became clear, and he saw several sets of strange-colored clothes floating in the air. They were bought by him in his youth to keep up with the fashion.
Because it came into contact with the iron box, it disappeared.
Seeing Zhou Wu now, he felt more cordial, and the passion of his youth suddenly surged into his heart.
"The battle suit, my battle suit, the blue enchantress, the black silence, the red storm, the white god of death." Looking at a radiant battle suit brought back memories of Zhou Wu's youth.
He used to be as tall as a tree, handsome and unrestrained, the pinnacle of the fashion world. Now that he saw that former battle suit, Zhou Wu's blood boiled.
"Background has left my hometown, but you are still with me. I, Zhou Wu, will never humiliate you."
When he came to this world, Zhou Wu had never been confident. After all, he left his hometown and had no skills. Even if he obtained the Fulong Jue, he didn't have much confidence in his own strength.
Until now, the appearance of the four suits has aroused Zhou Wu's passion when he was young and allowed him to regain the confidence that once belonged to him.
"Confidence comes from strength, and strength comes from continuous hard work. Before I go back, I must set off a storm of my own in the land of Kyushu."
"Old Ye, after taking so long, shouldn't you show me the customs and customs of Kyushu?" Zhou Wu said, putting his arm around Ye Xiuyuan's shoulders.
"Of course, there is a city thousands of miles away from here, named Caiyun City, which is the territory of Caiyun Sect. In a month's time, the wedding ceremony of Caiyun Sect will happen. I will take you to see it. I can't say for sure, you still can
Can I marry a disciple of the Caiyun Sect as my wife?"
"Caiyun Sect?"
Thousands of miles away, the two walked for fifteen days and arrived at Caiyun City.
"Is this a city in the world of cultivation?" Looking at the hundred-foot-high city gate, Zhou Wu was amazed. This kind of scene can only be seen in those fantasy TVs. Now that I am immersed in the scene, that kind of magnificent
As soon as the breath hits my face, I truly realize how spectacular the building in front of me is.
The buildings in the city were basically attics, and the two of them walked into a restaurant.
"After eating wild fruits for several months, I can finally taste the delicacies of this world. Man, bring up all your signature dishes." Zhou Wu said grandly.
"You two, you are so poor and you still want to eat our store's signature dishes?" The waiter came over and said disdainfully when he saw the two people dressed simply.
"Brother Zhou, this tavern is very famous in Caiyun City. If you want to eat the signature dishes here, you can't even think about it without five thousand spirit stones."
Ye Xiuyuan leaned into Zhou Wu's ear and whispered.
Zhou Wu patted the iron box in his pocket and said, "Old Ye, have you forgotten that we have this?"
Ye Xiuyuan's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, why did I forget it? Man, serve the food."
The waiter glanced at the two of them and said, "Poor man, let's see how I deal with you when you can't afford to pay for the meal later."
"Are all people in this world so snobbish? Is a little guy so arrogant?" Zhou Wu was puzzled. From the time he entered the city to now, Zhou Wu could feel the fluctuations of Qi in everyone. On average, every ten thousand people
Among them, there was only one monk.
Not long after, a large table of dishes was served. Zhou Wu, without caring about anything else, pulled off an unknown leg and started to chew on it.
As soon as the meat entered his mouth, Zhou Wu spat it out in one bite.
"Is this something for people to eat?"
"Brother Zhou, how are you? This turkey is a rare delicacy. Why don't you eat it?" Ye Xiuyuan asked curiously.
"Is this called delicious?" Zhou Wu's eyes widened, and he continued: "How can such meat be called delicious? It's almost like chewing tree bark."
At this time, Zhou Wu's actions also attracted the curious eyes of other guests in the tavern.
"Brother, please don't discredit my store." At this time, a young and beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes who looked to be in her early twenties came down from the attic.
Suddenly, everyone in the lobby looked towards the attic, with a lustful expression in everyone's eyes.
"It's so beautiful." Even Zhou Wu sighed.
"This guy is a first-level monster, and it's extremely rare. If you don't like it, you can leave. This meal is mine, but if you intend to discredit our store, then I, Yang Zilan, will never let you go.
Pass."
"Yang Zilan! The direct disciple of the master of Caiyun Sect!"
"The genius Yang Zilan has entered the foundation-building stage at the age of only 21. I didn't expect that she would open this restaurant!"
"It's broken! Brother Zhou, you should never say that the food in this restaurant is unpalatable. It's over! I didn't expect that this restaurant is opened by Yang Zilan, a direct disciple of the Caiyun Sect!" Ye Xiuyuan
said.
"This Yang Zilan is famous for her beauty. With her good temperament and beautiful appearance, no one within tens of thousands of miles around knows her. In addition, she is the direct disciple of the master of Caiyun Sect! Tsk, tsk,
That kid will have to shed his skin even if he doesn't die."
The people around looked at Zhou Wu with gloating, pretending to be watching a good show.
"Isn't she just a woman? Is she so difficult to deal with? After all, this food really doesn't taste good." Zhou Wu said.
Yang Zilan walked to the table, looked at Zhou Wu with a calm face, and said: "These are not considered delicacies, so may I ask, sir, what kind of food is considered delicacies?"
Zhou Wu suddenly thought of the delicacies in his hometown and said: "The so-called delicacies are nothing more than two types, delicacies from the mountains and delicacies from the sea. However, the home-cooked dishes we have there are much more delicious than this."
"Mountain delicacies? Seafood? Home-cooked dishes? Never heard of it." Yang Zilan frowned.
Zhou Wudao: "That's just because your place doesn't have it."
Yang Zilan's face turned cold and she said: "Can you show me the dishes from your hometown? If you can't make them, then you and your friend will each keep one leg."
"Damn! I didn't say this food tastes bad, why is it always me who gets hurt?" Ye Xiuyuan shouted in his heart, and could only focus his hopeful eyes on Zhou Wu.
Zhou Wu chuckled: "I was a cook in my previous life, but I didn't expect that my ancestral skills would be used in this world."
"Okay, then I'll show you what I'm doing, but for cooking, I have to purchase the ingredients myself."
"No! What if you run away under the pretext of going out to purchase materials?" Yang Zilan said.
"This is easy to handle. My friend will stay with you as a hostage. I only need a stick of incense."
Yang Zilan glanced at Ye Xiuyuan and said, "Okay, if you haven't come back within a stick of incense, then prepare to collect the body of your friend." This chapter has been completed!
