Chapter 226

“Slurp…”

Cheng Hui:...?

He looked at Lin Qingyang blankly. Lin Qingyang looked at him puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay..." Cheng Hui shook his head, without thinking any more, picked up a piece of translucent spirit fish roe and put it in his mouth.

Snap——

The moment the fish roe exploded, a rich and sweet taste burst out in his mouth. The strong aroma stimulated his taste buds, and the soft touch flowed in his mouth like liquid.

Cheng Hui's eyes suddenly lit up!

tasty!

Very delicious!!!

The fish roe provided by Qiankun City is probably a specialty from the nearby river, and it tastes very delicious. The chef's seasoning not only does not cover up this deliciousness, but also uses the contrast of the soup to make the taste of the fish roe more intense.

"The chefs here are amazing!" Cheng Hui smacked his lips.

"Gurgle..."

Cheng Hui suddenly raised his head.

The second floor was bustling with people, and guests at several nearby tables were enjoying their meals and praising the chef's cooking skills.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Qingyang asked curiously.

"Do you have any... Never mind..." Cheng Hui shook his head.

I accidentally saw the young man in white clothes across the table. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a straight body, and a cold and imposing aura that was very intimidating.

There was only a bowl of plain noodles in front of him. He picked up a noodle with his white ivory chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Cheng Hui, whose attention was completely attracted by the food, had not noticed this person before, but now he couldn't help but feel curious.

We had clearly come to the most famous restaurant, but we only ordered a bowl of plain noodles. Judging from the way the man was dressed, it was obvious that he could not afford the money.

This is interesting.

Although it was interesting, the identity of the young man in white could be discussed later. Cheng Hui didn't want to miss the delicious food in front of him.

Some food doesn’t taste good when it gets cold. The chef worked so hard to make it, he can’t let it go to waste!

So, he lowered his head and picked up another piece of Red Flame Hoof. The Red Flame was a monster with flames all over its body. Only its hooves were in contact with the ground to avoid the invasion of flames.

Therefore, wild beasts like the Red Flame Beast have fire poison all over their bodies, except for their hooves, which are not only free of fire poison, but are also tender and crispy on the inside due to the roasting of flames. As long as they are cooked with a little seasoning, they will become a delicacy.

This braised Chiyan pig's trotter is equally delicious. Cheng Hui took the opportunity to pick up another piece of thousand-root leaf. The crisp leaves were tender and juicy, perfectly neutralizing the slightly greasy feeling brought by the sauce aroma of the Chiyan pig's trotter.

“Gurgle…”

Cheng Hui: ...

He silently raised his head and looked in the direction where the sound seemed to come from.

The young man in white's movements were still graceful. He stared at the bowl of plain noodles with a focused expression, and the slow and methodical movement of picking up the noodles had an indescribable charm.

But he didn't know if it was Cheng Hui's illusion, but he always felt that when the young man in white ate noodles, there seemed to be a hint of disgust in his eyes...

Cheng Hui: ...Uh, maybe he saw it wrong?

He started eating. The four dishes served all tasted very good, and they complemented each other, making the taste even better.

Cheng Hui was very satisfied with the waiter's recommendation, and he even called someone over to give him two spirit stones as a reward. The waiter immediately smiled from ear to ear, and his attitude became even more enthusiastic. If he was not so busy that he could not leave, he would have wanted to squat beside the table to provide them with service at any time.

No matter how graceful the young man in white's movements were, it didn't take him too long to finish a bowl of noodles. After he left, the waiter enthusiastically called out, "Mr. Bixiao, come again next time."

The young man in white nodded and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Cheng Hui asked curiously who this person was. Seeing the spirit stone, the waiter naturally told him everything he knew and quickly told him all the news about this Young Master Bi Xiao.

In fact, this is not a secret. Young Master Bi Xiao is the chief disciple of the Jiuxuan Peak lineage of the Bagua Sect.

Because he is good at sound attack, his natal magic weapon is a jade flute. In addition, he has a handsome appearance and a unique temperament, which is cold and simple. This is why he earned the nickname "Young Master Bi Xiao".

It is said that he has many fans in Bagua Sect. Many of his junior brothers and sisters admire him very much and regard him as an idol. Master Bixiao does not disappoint their expectations. He is very fair in his daily dealings in the sect and takes care of everyone. In short, he is a role model for the younger generation of Bagua Sect.

The waiter lives in Qiankun City. He has a very good impression of the Bagua Sect that protects their lives and has a high opinion of Master Bixiao.

In his words, Master Bixiao was simply a god who had descended to earth, with noble character and aloofness from worldly matters... He even chose simple plain noodles for meals.

Cheng Hui: ...

Just… whether or not she's an idol is another matter, but she only eats vegetarian noodles for meals? This is too pathetic…

Cheng Hui had always firmly believed that life was meaningless if he couldn't even eat something delicious. It was unbelievable that this person didn't like food.

After satisfying their curiosity, Cheng Hui and Lin Qingyang strolled to the market in Qiankun City.

They had deliberately chosen the mortal market, and they were lucky because today was market day, and many people from the surrounding villages and towns came, and there were countless kinds of snacks.

Cheng Hui ate from the east end to the west end in one breath, trying everything edible, and finally selected the three most delicious snacks.

He blinked at Lin Qingyang. It was quite adorable for a grown man to make such a cute expression.

Anyway, Lin Qingyang really fell for his tricks.

Cheng Hui knew exactly what this meant. He returned to the snack stalls and bought their secret recipes. He planned to practice in the kitchen when he got back to the inn, hoping to learn how to make all the snacks before leaving.

There's no internet here, and no one actively shares recipes. If you want to eat something, you have to learn from others. For most mortals, the secret recipes for these snacks are even the backbone of their entire family, passed down from father to son.

It is absolutely difficult to get them to sell the secret recipe.

But what Lin Qingyang gave was too much. None of the three special snack stalls could withstand Lin Qingyang's money, and they all sold their recipes to him.

Of course, Lin Qingyang also showed his identity as a cultivator at the right time to deter others. After all, some people like to play tricks. It would be very troublesome if someone gave the wrong secret recipe with the purpose of cheating money.

He briefly revealed his identity as a monk, and these ordinary people who were doing small business immediately became very honest.

They also knew that cultivators were immortals who could ascend to heaven and descend into the earth. If they cheated an immortal of his money, they would probably earn money but not live to spend it...

The location of the big market is relatively close to the west wall of Qiankun City. After the two walked out of the snack street, they suddenly heard a huge roar coming from outside the wall.

Cheng Hui suddenly became alert: "What's going on?"

Lin Qingyang looked outside and saw a huge dark cloud in the distance, which almost covered the entire outer city wall.

His face darkened. No matter who the other party was, the fact that he could create such a situation outside Qiankun City showed that his strength was quite amazing.

Lin Qingyang frowned and looked back at the snack street. The explosion over there was so obvious, but the mortals in the snack street were all very calm. Some people even discussed going up to the city wall to watch the excitement.

Cheng Hui/Lin Qingyang: …???

Are these mortals crazy?

In a battle between high-level monks, if a low-level monk is accidentally involved, he will definitely die. What's more, for mortals like them, the aftermath of the battle alone is enough to kill them.

Hearing that several brave young men had agreed to go up the city wall together, Cheng Hui couldn't bear to watch any longer. Fearing that these people would really go to seek death, he asked, "Aren't you worried about the danger?"

"Well, there is a big formation here, what are you afraid of!" said the young man nonchalantly.

Cheng Hui looked at the others again, and they all nodded, obviously very confident in the formation of Qiankun City.

A kind old man also specifically told Cheng Hui that there had been cases in the city before where fights between cultivators had affected mortals. Later, a kind-hearted formation master modified the formation, and anyone who harmed mortals in the city without reason would be attacked by the formation.

Therefore, the cultivators in the city are now more cautious in this regard. Even the number of quarrels in the city has decreased, for fear of hurting mortals and being targeted by the formation.

The corner of Cheng Hui's mouth twitched. He looked at the young men who were eager to try to climb the city wall and thought: The big formation is not omnipotent. Does someone who is seeking death like this count?

The old man shrugged: The battle is outside anyway, as long as they don't leave the city wall and stay within the protection range of the formation, there will be no big problem.

Cheng Hui's eyelids twitched. These mortals in Qiankun City were probably the bravest mortals he had ever met. They were so bold, thanks to the protection of the great formation. Ordinary mortals living outside would not have the courage to speak to cultivators like this. Otherwise, if they encountered a cultivator with a bad temper, they might be killed.

"Wow, the fight is so intense!" The group of young people had no idea how dangerous the battles between monks were, nor could they see that those 'beautiful fireworks' were actually the effects of spiritual energy explosions.

Cheng Hui and Lin Qingyang watched as the aftermath of the battle was constantly being stopped by the formation, and they felt the veins on their foreheads throbbing.

Even if others don’t know, don’t they know that the two warring parties can actually cause such a huge aftermath in the Qiankun City formation, which shows how fierce this battle is.

"The fight has already started, why hasn't the Bagua Sect reacted yet?" Cheng Hui asked puzzledly.

Just as he was speaking, a series of escaping lights suddenly flashed, quickly flew out of the formation and rushed into the battlefield, and then were thrown out again.

Yes, it's really thrown out.

Cheng Hui saw with his own eyes that the dark cloud squirmed and turned into a palm, throwing out a large number of combatants.

Afterwards, probably realizing that Qiankun City was someone else's lair and that fighting there would be disadvantageous to them, the dark clouds became smaller and began to flee in another direction.

"Evil beast! Don't even think about escaping!" A voice exploded in the air.

Countless silver array patterns appeared in the air, forming a large array.

Wu Yun was just about to crash into the formation when he slammed on the brakes and shouted angrily, "I just want to leave! You guys at Bagua Sect didn't suffer any losses. Do you really want to force me to fight to the death?!"

"Ha!" The man who had spoken earlier sneered, "No losses? In the past five years, more than ten of our disciples have disappeared for no apparent reason. How dare you say that it has nothing to do with you!"

Wu Yun was speechless. He hadn't expected that Feng Jiuzhou could figure out such a small thing in such a short time! He had just escaped from the predicament and was in urgent need of blood food for various reasons.

Ordinary mortal blood wasn't nutritious enough for him, so if he wanted to consume it, he had to rely on quantity. Within the Bagua Sect, a mass death toll in a village or town would undoubtedly draw an investigation. On the other hand, for those disciples who traveled far and wide, anything could happen to them, so the disappearance of a few would be insignificant.

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