One enhances the cultivator's own spiritual power, and the other repairs his spiritual consciousness.

"Boss, we are disciples of Jiuhua Sect. We will definitely help you promote the service when we return. Can you give us a lower price?"

"We in the Qingyun Sect can also call on all our disciples to come here. Can you please order fewer?"

Wu Ya's mouth twitched when he saw the more popular restaurant.

He originally planned to use his power to suppress this store...

Thinking of that terrifying strength, the old man gave up the idea.

This man is not really a teenager.

It's just a layer of youthful skin.

In the world of cultivation, there are endless ways to maintain beauty. Pills are secondary. There are also techniques to change bone age, but he has none of them.

"The branch of the Salted Fish Restaurant will officially open in three days. As for which city..."

Lin Yanan drew out a long tail tone.

“Are there any branches?”

"Can it only be placed in the city? Actually, it's also good to put it on my hilltop."

"What kind of joke are you talking about?"

"This person looks familiar!"

"He is an elder of Xuantian Sword Sect."

“Hahaha~”

"The Sword Sect has no money at all and cannot afford to hire Master Lin."

"Those sword cultivators are so poor that they don't even have a servant by their side in the sect. The inner disciples have to cook for themselves."

The Great Elder was furious upon hearing this.

Funny, this is actually true, he can't refute it.

I happened to be out for some training and heard about the magic of this restaurant, so I came to take a look.

I didn't expect the prices to be so expensive!!!

The final result was that Lan Cang Sect silenced everyone at the cost of giving up half of the spiritual mine.

Mingyou, who was possessed by a demon, was naturally sentenced to death. His Dantian cultivation was destroyed, and before he died, he stared at the south of the city with resentment.