A young man was dressed in white, his face was as pale as paper, and he had the aura of books flowing around him. At first glance, he looked like a poor student.
The young man is Zhang Zifan. To be more precise, he is Zhang Zifan who has cut himself off and turned immortal into a mortal.
There is not a trace of spiritual power in the body, not even the weakest Qi Refining First Level Heaven. He is a complete ordinary man and has no power to restrain a chicken.
After attending the Wenyuan Conference and leaving the Star-Zhaing Tower, he had been traveling in Wenyuan Continent for five or six days.
During these five or six days, there was no purpose or direction.
Follow your heart, follow one direction, and keep going.
He no longer knows where he is?
Don't know where to go?
The body is getting weaker and weaker, but the spirit is surprisingly peaceful.
When encountering problems, it is no longer necessary to use supernatural powers to destroy the world, but to use wisdom to fight wits and courage with others.
On the fifth and sixth day, he felt warmth and cold, and also tasted the feeling of not having enough to eat.
With the conscience of heaven and earth, even in Blue Star, as an undergraduate, he would not be deprived of a full meal.
But now...
I originally thought that with his reputation as a dignified calligrapher, even though he had lost his cultivation, he still had the skills to draw a picture.
Reciting poems and painting couldn't be easier.
You won’t starve to death when you go out.
But what about the reality?
Because the self-portrait was too realistic, the five taels of silver payment was reduced to a copper plate.
The conscience of heaven and earth, with Zhang Zifan's painting skills, a self-portrait can be said to be 100% restored.
When the painting was completed, it amazed more than a hundred people present.
But the beauty named "Cuihua" kept telling lies with her eyes open, saying that the ugly creature in the portrait was not her at all.
The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he smashed his stall when he got excited.
Zhang Zifan was furious. He spent all his money to buy this stall.
This was the first business deal, and it was ruined.
With his temperament, when has he ever endured it?
If you are in a hurry, even the Ancient Supreme Being will hit you without fail, not to mention an unreasonable and ugly monster.
When Zhang Zifan gathered his strength and rolled up his sleeves to rush forward, the woman named "Cuihua" raised her head above her head with one hand, dropped the boat and fell into the lake.
A generation of supreme beings, conquering the restricted area of life, fighting alone against more than 80 ancient supreme beings.
I never thought that today... I would be defeated at the hands of an ordinary woman.
嘤嘤嘤~
By the time Zhang Zifan climbed ashore from the lake, the woman had already gone away.
Sitting alone on the bridge, using my body as a clothes drying pole, using the scorching sun to dry my wet clothes, I secretly lamented the hardships of the world.
After waiting for his clothes to dry, he walked forward again at a leisurely pace.
"Gulu~Gulu~"
After rubbing his stomach, which started to growl again, Zhang Zifan walked to the vendors along the street, felt all over his body, and finally found a copper plate.
He earned this copper plate while painting "Cuihua" on the boat in the morning.
If he hadn't insisted on accepting a copper plate as a deposit, he wouldn't even be able to afford a steamed bun now.
So, with the boss's face full of disdain, Zhang Zifan's voice became more forceful when he spoke:
“Boss, let’s have some steamed buns!”
"cut!"
Unexpectedly, looking at a copper plate on the table, the disdain on the boss's face became more obvious, and he even made a "cut" sound:
"One steamed bun, two copper coins!"
"..."
Zhang Zifan wanted to use the "kill" tactic to suppress the boss on the spot.
Do you want to play with me like this?
He only had one copper plate, but the steamed buns were sold for two copper plates.
this......
"You...what do you want to do?!"
When the boss pulled out a butcher's knife from under the chopping board, Zhang Zifan was instantly stunned.
Isn’t this an ordinary person?
Why is he more powerful than the Ancient Supreme One!!
He just bought a steamed bun, but did he need to go under the knife?
We are all civilized people. What you do is very uncivilized and very bad.
"Boss, how about I write you a word and you sell me a steamed bun?"
Looking at the boss's physique, Zhang Zifan knew that he was definitely no match for him.
Since the hard one is not enough, the only choice is the soft one.
Although he has lost all his cultivation, his understanding of the art of painting is still there.
Every word you write down at random contains the path to becoming an emperor!!
The value is immeasurable.
"Write? I'm a pig butcher and seller of steamed buns. Why do you want you to write?"
The boss held a machete in one hand and scratched his head with the other:
"Is it possible that if I just click on a pig butcher and look at you, I can kill pigs more efficiently??"
Hearing this, Zhang Zifan's eyes lit up, as if he had met a close friend, and he quickly said: ωωw..net
"Yes, I know a friend who became the emperor by killing pigs!"
"His butcher's knife is so powerful that no one in the world dares to say..."
Zhang Zifan was talking with great joy, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the boss's maniacal laughter like killing a pig:
"Ha ha!"
"quack!"
"Slightly!"
"If you could become an emperor by killing pigs, I would have ascended to the immortal world long ago."
"..."
Zhang Zifan had to admit that there were indeed people in this world that he could not save.
A word that contains the road to becoming an emperor is not as good as a copper plate.
Despite the boss's impatience, Zhang Zifan bought half a steamed bun with a piece of copper.
Half a snow-white steamed bun wrapped in oil paper, Zhang Zifan was walking on the wide street in the setting sun.
Not to mention taking a bite, just smelling the tempting aroma emanating from the steamed buns will make your mouth water and feel extremely happy.
For Zhang Zifan, even a complete elixir did not move him. Now it was just half a steamed bun, but it made him feel unprecedented satisfaction.
This is the happiness that mortals pursue, it is extremely simple.
I just tore off some steamed buns and put them in my mouth.
Chew it a little, and the fragrance will linger on your lips and teeth.
Zhang Zifan, who was about to feast, suddenly caught sight of an old man begging at the city gate from the corner of his eye.
The old man had no legs and was curled up on the ground. There was no trace of blood on his old face.
Those cloudy eyes were staring at the steamed bun in Zhang Zifan's hand, eager and fearful.
Without any hesitation, Zhang Zifan stepped forward and handed the steamed bun in his hand to the old man.
"Sir, how dare this... how dare you do this? How dare you do this?"
But the old man refused to kill him. In these troubled times, half a steamed bun can save an ordinary life.
"Look at me, do I look like I have no money to eat?"
Wearing white clothes is better than snow, but actually the sleeves are filled with breeze.
Looking at the extraordinary Zhang Zifan, the old man was a little hesitant. After all, he believed that he was a rich young man, so he accepted the steamed buns with peace of mind.
"Grandpa, do you know where Luoshui Town is?"
Luoshui Town was the birthplace of the Book Sage in the previous life. A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. Now the Wenyuan Continent has undergone great changes. Even Zhang Zifan, who has absorbed all the Book Sage's memories, cannot find where Luoshui Town is.
"Luoshui Town? It was a treasure place a few decades ago."
While eating the white steamed buns, the old man said:
"After leaving Qingfeng Town, go straight north, climb over Heifeng Mountain, and walk for half a month to reach Luoshui Town."
After getting the answer he wanted, Zhang Zifan stood up, cupped his hands, and was about to leave.
"Young man! Young man!"
"It's almost dark, but don't go out of the city! Don't go out of the city!!"
Amidst the old man's shouts, Zhang Zifan walked straight out of the city gate.
After traveling endlessly for five or six days, it was time to go to Luoshui Town to find the answer that terrified even Heaven.