They saw Hua Lansheng and Ye Yun off.
Gong Kai smiled as he looked at the group of little foxes who were drinking milk tea.
"Do you have any other friends? Call them all over. I want to reserve a month's supply of Water Mirror Jade Slips from you."
A dozen or so little foxes nodded in unison; they and their friends were all nearby.
The Star Pivot Immortal Fox Clan is different from other demon clans.
During their childhood, they need to come into contact with a large number of people, all kinds of cultivators, and then remember the aura of the cultivators.
Only in this way can I later, hole up in the fox den, and use the Star Pivot Mirror to observe the lives of the cultivators.
Therefore, the fox cubs settled along the border, guarded by several high-ranking foxes.
As they grow a little older and their cultivation level increases, they will move further inside.
Once you reach the capital, it becomes a place where large foxes gather.
the next day.
More than 600 fox cubs appeared at the shop entrance.
The three brothers' lips twitched. How could there be so many?
Each fox cub can make one hundred Water Mirror Jade Slips a day. If they make one every day for a month, they won't be able to use them all in a year!
Besides, there's definitely not enough leftover tea base from each day's milk tea to go around.
Gong Kai gritted his teeth and decided to pay out of his own pocket to deliver milk tea to the fox cubs every day!
With so many pom-poms and no space in the shop, Gong Kai built a shelter for them next door to protect them from the wind and rain.
The cubs recorded the Water Mirror Jade Slips every day in the shed next door.
Seven days later.
Hua Lansheng and Ye Yun arrived and took away 10,000 jade slips.
Then he rode the flying artifact and flew into the distance.
They're going to sell boxed lunches!
The deliverymen at Spicy Palace are only responsible for delivering boxed meals to the border.
These middlemen, acting as merchants, were responsible for delivering the boxed meals to various parts of the True Treasure Continent.
There are many businessmen like them.
**
In just two months.
The news that Spicy Palace's annual revenue reached 100 billion spread throughout the entire True Treasure Continent.
As a restaurant, a hotel.
Spicy Palace sold boxed meals at exorbitant prices, comparable to the price of elixirs.
Because the food at Spicy Palace has a chaotic quality to it.
Spicy Palace became a hit simply because of these few gimmicks.
This restaurant became a household name.
Wealth can be a powerful motivator, except for those cultivators who are in seclusion.
Even the patriarchs of the major powers were alarmed.
They also asked someone to buy some boxed meals from street vendors.
That day.
Wuchan Temple, inside the temple.
The high-ranking monks of Wuchan Temple gathered in a training room.
The training room was completely empty.
The ground was covered with fist marks, palm prints, and knife marks left by the attacks.
High-ranking cultivators all wore cassocks.
Each of them was holding several boxed lunches.
The packaging for this meal is exactly the same.
However, only one cultivator's lunchbox contained a jade slip and a piece of straw paper.
Jikong, the abbot of Wuchan Temple, said calmly:
"Everyone, let's dig in and see if this legendary Spicy Palace truly has the essence of chaos in its food."
"Yes, Abbot!"
The monks opened their lunchboxes, took out their chopsticks, and began to eat.
After only a few bites, one of the cultivators spat out a "bah!"
"This rotten spicy palace is fake! What chaotic energy! It doesn't even taste as good as the restaurant's!"
"This meal costs 3000 spirit stones?"
"What? You spent three thousand? This meal of mine doesn't even have any spiritual energy, but I still spent five thousand spirit stones to buy it!"
"I spent eight thousand spirit stones to snatch it from a cultivator!"
Abbot Jikong also silently put down his chopsticks:
"This meal of mine was purchased from Jingchanchuan Temple. It has no spiritual energy whatsoever and cost me 10,000 spirit stones. It seems that the rumors about the Spicy Palace are false."
When all the monks stopped eating.
Then everyone heard the slurping sound of someone shoveling rice in the corner.
The sound was enormous, as if afraid someone would snatch it away, and the speed at which the person ate and swallowed was extremely fast.
The Buddhas followed the sound and looked in that direction.
There was a monk dressed in a simple black and white robe, eating his meal with gusto.
His chopsticks left afterimages as he swung them.
In just a few breaths, he put down his chopsticks.
Seeing this, Ji Kong couldn't help but frown and sternly rebuked:
"Guan Cheng! What are you doing? What kind of behavior is this!"
At this moment, Guan Cheng's lunchbox was completely empty.
He wiped his mouth and said:
"This boxed meal of mine is real."
You bought counterfeit goods. This lunchbox smells of chaos, so of course I'm going to eat it all.
"What!"
"How is that possible!"
Upon hearing this, the other Buddhist practitioners exclaimed in surprise and gathered around.
They frowned and complained as they looked at the empty lunch boxes:
"Guan Cheng, how could you finish your entire lunchbox!"
"Exactly! At least leave us some so we can analyze it too!"
Sensing the hatred in everyone's eyes, Guan Cheng shrugged:
"There's still some soup left on the box. You'll know once you try it."
"you!"
"Guan Cheng! You're becoming more and more unscrupulous!"
"The box is covered in your saliva, how can I eat it!"
Even so, having already eaten, these Buddhist practitioners, if they wanted to taste the flavors, could only try the vegetable soup.
So, despite feeling nauseous, everyone dipped their fingers into the soup and quickly tasted it.
"It really is! There really is primordial energy!"
Everyone gasped in surprise, their faces lighting up with joy.
A greedy glint shone in their eyes.
This spicy palace might be useful to them.
Guan Cheng looked at the pretentious expressions of the Buddhist practitioners and felt utterly contemptuous.
He put away the lunchbox and said calmly:
"I'll take my leave first. You all can continue catching up."
After saying this, Guan Cheng quickly walked out of the training room.
As Ji Kong watched Guan Cheng leave, a cold smile crept onto his lips.
"Guan Cheng, you must cultivate diligently, otherwise you won't be the next host. Shi Fang's cultivation is steadily improving."
Guan Cheng remained unfazed by the sarcasm and continued walking without stopping.
However, his hand, hidden in his sleeve, was already clenched tightly.
His name is Guan Cheng. From the day he became a disciple, he displayed remarkable talent and unparalleled comprehension.
He was designated by his master as the successor to the Buddhist lineage.
However, five hundred years ago, a heretical monk carrying a child came to the Buddhist temple.
This heretical practitioner said that after having a child, he realized he had committed too many sins in the past and wanted to take his child to become a monk.
Upon hearing this, the host immediately agreed.
Later, a series of events occurred.
The master passed away without warning. At that time, Guancheng's cultivation was not yet sufficient, and he had not yet grown up enough to become a pillar of the Five Zen Temple.
This Wuchan Temple then fell into the hands of that evil cultivator.
This heretical cultivator is Jikong. That child is Shifang.
For the past five hundred years, although Wuchan Temple has become famous, it has had a bad reputation in the Buddhist community.
Guan Cheng has only just reached the Refinement stage and is not yet able to contend with Ji Kong, who is at the Integration stage. He can only continue to endure.
Guan Cheng left the Five Zen Temple and immediately fled into the distance.
He appeared hundreds of times in succession and flew for several hours.
They stopped in front of a cave far from the territory of Wuchan Temple.
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he walked into the cave.
After walking several dozen meters and turning a corner, the dark cave suddenly opened up.
The cave was bright and dry.
There, a monk who looked exactly like Guan Cheng sat cross-legged inside the cave.
The monk had a solemn expression, his eyes were closed, and he did not utter a word.
During the Refinement of Emptiness stage, the primordial spirit transforms into avatars, wandering the world to gain experience.
The true bodies of cultivators in the Void Refinement stage are hidden in places unknown to others.
The true form of Guan Cheng opened his eyes, his tone indifferent:
"You're back."
The clone nodded, and said angrily:
"That Ji Kong is mocking me again! But luckily I'm smart, I ate the whole boxed lunch. That Spicy Palace boxed lunch really is real! It even has its own chaotic energy!"
The true form of Guan Cheng paused, his hand holding the prayer beads still, and he asked:
"Chaotic energy? In the food?"
"Yes, I brought all the boxes back. Would you like to try some?"
The True Body Guan Cheng closed his eyes again:
"No need. The path to cultivation still requires one's own arduous practice and tempering."
However, if anyone tries to harm the Spicy Palace, you must step in to stop them.
I need to continue my cultivation; you may go.
Upon hearing this, the clone Guan Cheng couldn't help but pout:
"Okay, so you're kicking me out? I actually bought two boxed lunches together. Here, take them."
You should have some too. If you can't beat that scoundrel Ji Kong after you get promoted, you'll be in trouble.
I've put the lunchbox next to you; remember to eat it.
The true form of Guan Cheng did not open his eyes, remained silent, and continued to cultivate.
When the clone departs.
The prayer beads of the true body are thrown and spinning.
But after a while, with a snap, the string of the prayer beads broke.
The beads were scattered all over the ground.
The clinking and jingling of the beads also disturbed Guan Cheng's mind.
Guan Cheng opened his eyes, his gaze filled with an unyielding sorrow. He knew his guess was true.
Seeing the boxed lunch on the ground, Guan Cheng waved his hand, and spiritual energy carried the boxed lunch to his hands.
“I have no intention of getting involved in this conflict, but... they won't let me go. So I'll stand with you and protect you…”
Guan Cheng silently began eating his boxed lunch.
As soon as the food entered his mouth, Guan Cheng chewed twice and then paused.
Then, he swung his chopsticks faster, exclaiming, "It smells so good!"
at the same time.
Inside the Five Zen Temple.
A group of people led by Ji Kong.
It's all decided, I'm going to visit Spicy Palace today!
Please invite the owner of Spicy Palace to go to Wuchan Temple for quiet meditation!
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