This time, Chu Cheng left the Ziyun Sect and would not return again.
It's just that he didn't immediately return to Tianchao Kingdom and the Chu family. Instead, he used the secret method to deduce the location of Gu Liu and others. Although his secret method is not as deep as Lan Mengyi, he can still calculate the four of them.
's location.
More than thirty years ago, Gu Liu, Xia Nong and Nu Jiaoniang took Feng Qingqing to travel around the world, transforming into mortals in the mortal world, and comprehending the meaning of the true way.
In the past thirty years, the four people have been traveling to different mortal dynasties, changing to another mortal dynasty every four years. Because they are monks, their appearance will not change. To transform into a mortal, the first thing is to treat yourself as a normal person.
Real mortals. If you stay in one place for too long, your appearance will not change, and it will inevitably make others guess.
In more than thirty years, the four of them have changed eight mortal dynasties, and the distance between them is very far, so they are not worried about meeting people they have met before.
In the north of Daluo Territory, there is the Baima Dynasty, a third-level cultivation country. In a small city, there is a restaurant.
This restaurant is very famous in this small town. There are many diners every day. When outsiders come to this small town, the first thing recommended by the coachmen soliciting customers is that restaurant. But those outsiders have tasted the food there and think it is bland.
It's tasteless, but it feels like it's worth the trip.
When you come to this small town, you must visit this restaurant.
This restaurant has not been open for a long time, less than two years. However, in a short period of time, it has surpassed the four major restaurants and become the number one restaurant in the city. Some even say that this restaurant is already the number one restaurant in the world.
A carriage was driving slowly through the city, and people were coming and going on the streets.
Sitting in this carriage was a man in white. The man in white wore a robe that looked like it was made of fine fabrics. He was either rich or born into a famous family.
The driver was an old man in his fifties, who was very talkative along the way. He kept introducing the customs and famous places in the city to the man in white.
"Sir, although our Hanjiang City is a third-tier small town of the White Horse Dynasty, it is the world's first floor of the White Horse Dynasty. The food there is not expensive and the food is sufficient. Many dignitaries come from all the way to this restaurant just because of it.
Young Master, you just came to the Han River. You only ate one dry biscuit along the way. Would you like me to take you there to have a taste?"
"Excuse me, then." The voice of the man in white rang out from inside the carriage.
A quarter of an hour later, the carriage passed by a river bridge, turned through several alleys, and finally arrived at a remote place.
"Sir, this is it. Although this restaurant is shabby, you see, those people are here just to have a meal in this restaurant, but they just need to line up. Don't bother me, I'll wait for you to go in."
I feel that this trip is worthwhile.”
The man in white nodded, opened the curtain, squeezed the five taels of silver in his hand, and threw it to the old man after getting off the carriage. It fell into the old man's hand very firmly.
"Master, this old man doesn't have that much money to look for you." The old man looked at the silver in his hand, then at the bunch of copper coins in his arms, and said with a bitter smile.
The next moment, there was a voice that made the old man very happy.
"No need to change." The man in white shook his head and walked into the crowd.
This restaurant is very shabby, with only two floors. It is not too gorgeous, just extremely plain. But there are dozens of people waiting outside the door.
Some of these people were dressed simply, and some were dressed luxuriously. These two types of people, who would never have crossed paths, were all in the same place at this moment.
"Gu Liu and the others actually opened a restaurant." The man in white looked up at the plaque hanging on the second floor, shook his head and smiled.
On the plaque were written four crooked words, Helin Restaurant. When I saw Helin, I knew it was written by Gu Liu and named after him.
Chu Cheng's consciousness wave swept out and covered the entire Han River City. He saw seven pillars standing in front of the main building of the city.
Within these seven pillars, there are people meditating, and there are clear lights flashing to prevent any spiritual consciousness from peeking. This is a formation, but for Chu Cheng, it is in name only.
Those meditating on the pillars are all monks. Among them, those with the highest level of cultivation have reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and those with the lowest level have reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. This power is considered extremely powerful even in the mortal world.
Strength.
And those seven stone pillars are not ordinary stone pillars, but seven formation flags, the center of which is the main building of the city. When the formation is activated, these seven monks can work together to unleash the power of the golden elixir.
It is remarkable that a third-level cultivation country can have such a large city defense formation. It is also ranked among the best among the third-level cultivation countries.
But they didn't know that in a small city in this third-level cultivation country, there would be three cultivators at the peak of god transformation, and they were about to enter the true path. Any one of them could destroy the entire White Horse Dynasty.
Chu Cheng withdrew his gaze from the seven stone pillars and fell on the restaurant again. He saw a middle-aged man in gray clothes, holding a long ax, chopping firewood in the backyard. He saw another man
An old man is cooking several pots of food in the kitchen.
This middle-aged man is Xia Nong, and this old man is Gu Liu.
Chu Cheng looked at them, a smile appeared on his lips, and with a flash of his body, he walked into the restaurant, hiding his aura.
There was singing in the restaurant, which was very beautiful. He saw a woman in red clothes collecting money and settling accounts. He also saw a woman in a white dress playing music on the balcony on the second floor.
These were Nu Jiaoniang and Feng Qingqing. But when he saw them, Chu Cheng knew why this restaurant's business was so booming.
While the diners were eating, they always inadvertently looked up and peeked at the beautiful woman who was lowering her head to settle accounts. Some of them kept their eyes fixed on the woman in white who was playing the piano and singing.
Feng Qingqing's appearance is exquisite, and she is a first-class beauty wherever she is placed. Although Nujiao Niang's appearance is only above average, her temperament as a god-incarnation monk is naturally far superior to that of ordinary women.
There is a rule in this restaurant, that is, eating cannot last more than two quarters of an hour. Regarding this rule, for some reason, all the diners complied with it.
When Chu Cheng walked into the restaurant, a diner happened to stand up and reluctantly glanced at the woman playing the piano.
Chu Cheng walked to a table that had been cleared and sat down. He ordered a plate of plain chicken and a plate of ingredients for a total of four cents.
It was indeed very cheap and the quantity was large. Chu Cheng took a bite and found that it was not very delicious or unpalatable. It just tasted average.
But no diners would care, because the most important thing they came to this restaurant to see was the two women.
Chu Cheng looked up at Feng Qingqing again and found that the coldness emanating from her body was getting stronger and stronger. It was summer now, but it was very cool in this restaurant. The reason was because of Feng Qingqing's cold constitution.
"With a cold constitution, if I don't come here, I almost forget that Feng Qingqing has not really practiced the skills yet. I can't suppress the cold in my body." Chu Cheng put down his chopsticks and walked out of the restaurant.
The moment Chu Cheng walked out, Feng Qingqing's delicate body suddenly trembled. The next moment, she clearly felt that her whole body had a sense of ecstasy, as if she could step through the void and align with the moon. Under her
A thought comes to mind.
Nujiao Niang was very surprised when she felt that Feng Qingqing's temperament changed drastically in an instant, and she became even more pure and pure. There was no longer an icy cold surrounding her, and her energy returned inward. She was also very surprised.
The next moment, a voice came into Nujiao Niang's ears. At the same time, Xia Nong and Gu Liu were stunned in the backyard.
"You must return to the Ziyun Sect within half a year. The world will undergo great changes. Staying in the mortal world will only lead to death."
"Young Master!"
This voice was very familiar to them. The four of them quickly put down their work and rushed out of the restaurant amidst the doubts of the diners, but no trace of Chu Cheng was found.
Chu Cheng left and had already met the people he wanted to see. Then he immediately returned to the Chu family to make complete preparations for building the Immortal Platform.