There are seven best restaurants in Yuecheng, distributed throughout the city. Among them, East City alone has four restaurants. However, the most recognized restaurant is in the north of Yuecheng, called Linghuan Pavilion. It stands by the water, on the bank of Songjiang River.
On the side, the dishes are more exquisite than those in Yue City, and the surrounding environment is also elegant, quiet and beautiful. At night, the moon reflects the Songjiang River, and it is an even more beautiful view from the Linghuan Pavilion. Therefore, although the location is in the north of the city, the rich and powerful people in the East City are...
People often choose to entertain guests and friends here.
Zhuang Wudao was sitting in a private room on the third floor of Linghuan Pavilion facing the river. He was holding a chicken leg in his hand and was leaning over the table eating and drinking without any image.
Just opposite him, a young man in his thirties was sitting upright, with an upright face, wearing the robe of a city guard officer, with a look of both laughter and laughter on his face. He said with a bit of helplessness: "Wudao, this is a spiritual place."
Huan Ge! Can't you be a little more polite in your appearance?"
"It's precisely because it's Linghuan Pavilion that we have to eat enough!"
Zhuang Wudao held something in his mouth and said vaguely: "This meal alone is worth ten taels of silver. How can I be willing to eat these things if I don't eat them? I remember begging on the street when I was a child. At that time, I was the oldest
My dream is to have a good meal in Linghuan Pavilion one day, and then I will be satisfied even if I die."
The young man laughed when he heard this: "Then your dream has been realized now?"
"It's true that it has been achieved, but how can one be satisfied? After getting it, I still want more. Now I still want to be the person who is superior to others. I can't lack anything in terms of glory and wealth!"
Zhuang Wudao finally stopped, looking wistful and laughing at himself: "I remember at that time, I also hated those green-skinned villains who were extorting money on the street. But ten years later, I myself was one of them. Who would have thought at that time?
"
"What are you feeling? This is the truth in this world. If you don't eat people, people will eat you. If you don't follow this path, you will be just a mining slave who has no control over life and death. How can you be qualified to come here?
Linghuan Pavilion?"
The young man snarled coldly, and then his face became solemn: "Okay, what is it? With your stingy temperament, Zhuang Wudao, if you are willing to come to Linghuan Pavilion to entertain guests, it will definitely not be without reason!"
"nature!"
Zhuang Wudao raised his head with a calm expression: "Senior brother, you don't know yet? Shi Hu died in my hands last night, 'Qing Gou' Liu He, 'Axe Slaughter' Hu Tao, and 'Feng Dao' Jiang Jiu...
Not one survived."
The young man was obviously startled, slightly lost his mind, and after a moment he said half-convincedly: "Shi Hu is dead, is it true or not? How can you guys get his Golden Armor Xuangang?"
Zhuang Wudao didn't speak, he just silently took out the pair of spiritual weapon gloves called 'Armor-Breaking Cone' and clenched his fist tightly with his left hand like a snake. In this elegant room, there was a faint sound immediately.
The sound of the dragon's roar.
"Spirit weapon, Dragon Roar? I haven't seen you for a few months. Your boxing skills seem to have improved greatly again!"
There was both surprise and relief in the young man's eyes. Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger had a first glimpse of the secret, and with another spiritual weapon in hand, it was indeed possible to kill Shi Hu.
If there were three or five powerful helpers, it would be easy to kill Liu He and Hu Tao. However, the tone of this thirty-year-old young man became weird.
"As a result, there are only two people left in the Marrow Refining Realm in Qingyi Hall. Shi Hu is dead, so naturally the tree will fall and the hozens will scatter. So what are your and Qin Feng's plans? Expulsion of Qingyi Hall and the Yuhuan Street
Swallow them all?”
Zhuang Wudao shook his head: "Brother, please don't joke. Qin Feng and I still have some self-awareness. Today, I just want to ask senior brother to give me a message to Mr. Huang Da. Shi Huzhi is really a last resort. I don't want to."
If you kill someone, you will be killed by him. If Mr. Huang Da is willing to let me and Qin Feng take over Yuhuan Street, then we will not miss a penny of the monthly sacrifices that Shi Hu received in the past——"
When he said this, the young man's expression had obviously softened. Zhuang Wudao had already expected it, and took out the package Qin Feng gave him in the morning and placed it in front of him: "This is the reward for being the middle man, senior brother.
If I can accomplish this on my behalf, Wu Dao will surely give me a heavy reward!"
The 'senior brother' in front of him is named Yan Jun, and he studied martial arts with him in Lichen Academy in the early years. At that time, Zhuang Wudao saw that Yan Jun was diligent in training and very talented, so he started to work on this while he was still in the blood refining realm.
When I was young, I had deliberately made friends with him and tried my best to help him several times.
Later, this man really prospered and entered the realm of Qi training at the age of nineteen. Although he was not able to join the Lichen Sect, he found a military position in the Yuecheng City Army.
Now less than twenty-four years old, he is already the captain of the city patrol, in charge of an army of 2,000 people. His cultivation level has also reached the fourth level of Qi training building, and his strength is higher than that of the master of the academy. He is already the leader in Yue City
A figure who was also the backstage supporter for him and Qin Feng to gain a foothold in the north of the city.
Zhuang Tong regarded Zhuang Wudao as a thorn in his side, but he always had no choice but to do nothing about him, just because of the shock of this senior brother.
However, Mr. Huang Da, who is behind Shi Hu, is even more powerful. He is one of the enshrinements in General Nan's Mansion in Yuecheng Town. Not only is he a practitioner of the fifth level Qi training building, he is also very intelligent and is regarded as a confidant by General Zhennan.
Follow your advice.
Yan Jun has a bright future and is an outer disciple of the Lichen Sect. There is still hope for him to make further progress. However, his future is still in the hands of General Zhennan. He will never dare to offend Mr. Huang Da.
"You two have a good plan!"
Yan Jun smiled "hey" and did not comment on Zhuang Wudao's words, but asked: "If Mr. Huang Da doesn't agree, what will you do?"
"It's natural to run away, the farther away the better."
Zhuang Wudao said this, but the corners of his lips raised obliquely: "But I heard that Mr. Huang Da is going to break through the sixth level of Qi training building. This is the critical moment. I am short of elixirs, what should I do?"
Mr. Huang Da naturally has the strength to avenge Shi Hu, but the price of doing so is that the entire Yuhuan Street falls into the hands of others and cannot be taken back. At that time, it will only be more losses than gains. It is better to let him and
Qin Feng took over before news of Shi Hu's death spread.
This is the only bargaining chip they have, and they can only bet on how important Shi Hu is in the mind of Mr. Huang Da.
"You guys are just lucky. You are in this season. That's all! I'm just helping you. Who said you are my junior brother? This time it should be fine, but it's best not to happen again -"
Yan Jun sighed softly and put it away without opening it to look at the package. Zhuang Wudao felt relieved when he saw this, knowing that Shi Hu's matter could probably be settled like this. Then he heard Yan Jun ask curiously again.
: "Look at what you mean, junior brother, do you really want to participate in the competition and join the inner sect? Those people are either rich or noble. Even your senior brother, I have suffered a lot. By that time, I will probably not be able to protect you. I advise junior brother
In other words, it’s best not to follow in my footsteps!”
About six years ago, Yan Jun also had the idea of joining the inner sect of Li Chen Sect, and he was also the chief disciple. However, he gave up for some reason and quit Li Chen Academy.
"How dare you? Those high-ranking officials and aristocratic cultivating families can probably crush you and me to death with just one finger. How dare Zhuang Wudao compete with them?"
Zhuang Wudao was depressed in his heart, but his expression calmed down: "The right path is blocked, and I don't dare to think about those few places. Fortunately, the Lichen Sect still has three paths to heaven -"
In fact, Li Chen Sect's selection of disciples is quite fair. It does not rely too much on wealthy families, but prefers to select disciples from common people.
However, Yue City is the most chaotic and dark place in the entire Soochow. The same goes for the Lichen Academy here. If he really wants to compete with those powerful disciples for a spot, it is estimated that his body will be buried the next day.
Sinking into the Songjiang River.
The only hope is to go to the Lichen Sect and pass through the three legendary roads to immortality that can also lead directly to the inner gate.
Everything he has done in the past few years has been preparation for this.
"The road to heaven?"
Yan Jun lost consciousness again, and then said with a hint of melancholy: "It is said that it is so dangerous that only three or five people out of a hundred people can survive unharmed. Those who can pass through safely and step on the heavenly journey are only one out of a hundred thousand. I also thought back then.
I have passed it, but I don’t have the courage of my junior brother.”
After finishing speaking, it seemed that he no longer had the intention to stay any longer. Yan Jun stood up and said, "It's just that with my junior brother's current cultivation level, it's still far away. At least it's possible to enter the Qi training realm, but it may not be necessary."
It is so dangerous. I heard that in recent years, the Lichen Sect has been very dissatisfied with the Zhucheng Academy in Soochow. The qualifications of the disciples are getting weaker year by year, and they are controlled by the big families. Therefore, before the competition, there is a possibility that some people will be sent from this mountain.
A special person will come to Yuecheng to inspect. At that time, Junior Brother may have a chance. At this time, Senior Brother, I can't do anything and can't help. I can only wish Junior Brother that you will eventually achieve what you want."
Yan Jun left, Zhuang Wudao sat on the chair, dazed again,
Will the Lichen Sect send people to inspect the main mountain? He has never heard of this news.
However, Yan Jun is an official outer disciple of the Lichen Sect, and his status is still higher than that of the school's leader, Li Xiangnan, so the news must not be unfounded.
If that's the case, maybe he really has a chance? As long as it's a fair competition, he, Zhuang Wudao, is no worse than anyone else.
I just don’t know what kind of temperament the Lichen Sect monk who patrols here has?
If he was easily bribed by those powerful families, Zhuang Wudao would still have no chance.
At this time, the table was still filled with a dazzling array of delicacies, many of which were untouched. However, Zhuang Wudao was filled with thoughts and could not eat any more. After thinking for a while, he was ready to leave the Linghuan Pavilion.
And at the moment when he went downstairs, Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt numbness on his back. He felt that there were two or three vague sights lingering on him. He subconsciously raised his head and looked around, but found nothing. He only saw one of them.
At the door of the box, a red shadow flashed.
"Is it possible that he is Shi Hu's remaining party?"
This thought first flashed through Zhuang Wudao's mind, but he couldn't confirm it. Although the two glances just now were somewhat malicious, they did not contain murderous intent.
After thinking suspiciously for a while, Zhuang Wudao stopped thinking about it. He was a little more careful and quickened his pace.
After learning the news about the monks from the Lichen Sect inspecting Soochow, he felt more and more urgent that time was running out, and every cent of the remaining three months was precious.