Carefree Path of Dreams

Chapter 286: Mengmei

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"That's good!"

Hei Pengzi has dark skin, is round and chubby, and has a kind smile with a bit of arrogance: "Currently, there are nineteen tenants and thirty-six servants in my Hei Peng Inn. I will pick up three dream masters with them." Servant, you can start your journey, and you will be able to reach Zhongzhou in about a month... Of course, your guest is a dream master, so you can stay in the Tianpin Room!"

"Servant?"

Fang Yuan was slightly surprised.

"Of course... not all dream masters are alone like you, our guest. In today's world, among those dream masters trained by big families, or even the most basic dream masters, who doesn't travel with a few martial arts spiritual masters?"

Hei Pengzi sneered: "There are even groups of wives and concubines who serve them everywhere. This kind of people are just relying on resources to accumulate resources, and they still want to achieve great achievements, hehe..."

His words were quite disdainful, but he seemed to be very optimistic about Fang Yuan, an ascetic monk.

After hearing this, Fang Yuan smiled bitterly in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't have thoughts in this regard, but that his foundation is really shallow and he doesn't have many manpower to put it to use.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, the fact that a Void Saint Dream Master has no followers is a complete proof of his pure heart and few desires.

Without saying much at this time, I went directly to my room and saw that the space was quite large, including a bedroom, a living room, and even a quiet room.

Of course, there is still no kitchen.

After all, it is high in the sky, so there are taboos, but there are public kitchens and dedicated chefs.

If customers don't like it, they can rent the kitchen themselves, which is a very comprehensive service.

"If Huo Qing is a lone traveler, then Hei Pengzi has a taste of becoming bigger and stronger at this time... given time, maybe he can really achieve something..."

Fang Yuan opened the window, looked at the strong wind and blue sky outside, and thought silently.

It was getting late, and it was soon dinner time.

Most of the dream masters like to be quiet, and rarely go to the inn hall to eat. Most of them are sent to the room, where they drink and have fun with the maids and concubines, as carefree as gods.

Fang Yuan did not receive such treatment, so he went directly to the lobby and ordered a meal.

The waiter served the food very quickly, and he actually had a cultivation level in the Yuanli realm. He should be Hei Pengzi's servant. He was doing handyman work at this time, but there was no look of dissatisfaction or humiliation on his face.

"Guests, the daily meals are the side dishes in the kitchen. There is no charge. Of course... If the guest wants to eat something else, he can ask the kitchen to cook it separately, or send a servant to the kitchen to cook it alone. In this case, there will be additional charges!"

This servant looked to be in his thirties, but Wu Zong didn't look very old. Fang Yuan estimated that he was at least sixty years old. He had a white towel with sheep's belly draped on his shoulders. He spoke fluently and had the demeanor of a waiter.

"No, these are enough!"

Fang Yuan nodded and sent him down.

There were not many people dining in the lobby at this time, so he occupied a corner by himself and was enjoying himself.

The meal was very sumptuous, with three dishes and one soup. The soup was chicken soup, which was very delicious and appetizing. Fang Yuan had experience and once he tasted it, he knew that the chicken was fed with special spiritual rice, which was extraordinary.

The other three items, a dish of mushrooms and vegetables, a plate of sliced meat, and a plate of stir-fried vegetables, all tasted very good. They were even better than the imperial chef I found in Yuanwu Continent. I couldn't help but take off my chopsticks and eat a few more bowls of rice.

"The rice used for this staple food is Yunwu Pearl Rice, which can be classified as Xuanpin. It is also very good. Unfortunately, compared to yellow rice, it is still a bit inferior..."

After eating and drinking, Fang Yuan touched his belly and sighed with satisfaction.

"Yellow rice is a spiritual object of extremely high quality, and it is of great benefit to dream masters like us. However, the growing conditions are harsh, and it is a rare item among the five alliances. I am afraid that only the royal family of Daqian can supply it in large quantities. Unfortunately, for us, it is the most impossible way to obtain it!"

At this time, a soft voice floated over.

"Thank you girl for clarifying my doubts!"

As soon as Fang Yuan turned his head, he immediately saw a woman wearing a Dutch-green dress, who looked like a lady among all the people. She was smiling, and when he saw him looking over, her face couldn't help but blush again.

"I don't know the girl's name in Xia Yuan?"

Fang Yuan laughed and asked directly with his fists clasped.

"The little girl Liu Mengmei is from the Liu family in Zhongzhou..."

This Liu Mengmei looks soft and frail, and speaks in a soft voice, very gentle and decent.

"I see!"

When away from home, it is most taboo to talk casually, so Fang Yuan toasted with a glass of wine and that was it.

I have to say that the wine in this inn is also good. It is green in color and pleasant to the mouth. Fang Yuan just drank a few glasses and he was already feeling tipsy.

He was not a drinker, and the amount was just right. He got up immediately and returned to the guest room.

Liu Mengmei looked at his back, smiled softly, and returned to the room.

"Saint!"

In the room, two maids in green clothes were already waiting and saluted directly.

"Well, that person is indeed going to Zhongzhou. We made arrangements one step ahead and it worked wonders immediately..."

Liu Mengmei said slowly: "It's just that he is very wary and can't approach easily. Moreover, this place is also protected by Hei Pengzi. You can't do anything casually and break his rules! Place the Nine Lotus Holy Lamp into the soul formation for me! I'm in a dream Meet him!"

"As you command!"

The two maids immediately bowed and went down to arrange the arrangements.

Among dream masters, there are too many ways to kill without blood.

Moreover, as long as the Holy Lotus Sect and the Realm Alliance are fighting each other, as long as they don't violate the basic rules or harass other guests, it is expected that Hei Pengzi will not dare to intervene!

Liu Mengmei smiled slightly and walked directly to the center of the nine everlasting lanterns. He held seals in both hands and sat down with a look of holiness on his face: "Ji!"

Phew!

Around him, the flame of the ever-burning lamp suddenly lit up, and a mysterious wave came out.

In the guest room, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged with a leisurely expression.

"Yes, yes! The structure of this house is made of spiritual wood, and it is combined into a small formation, which has the functions of gathering energy, shielding, etc... In fact, the entire inn is a huge magic weapon. The owner of each guest room has a small amount of authority, but the final core is still in the hands of Hei Pengzi!"

With his attainments in formations, this was all he could tell.

But one thing is certain, that Hei Pengzi is not only the fourth level of Xusheng, but also has the attainments of a formation master.

At his level of cultivation, the formations he has set up can already give birth to formation spirits with extremely high intelligence. They can automatically maintain operation and exert 100% of their power without the need for anyone to preside over them!

However, if Hei Pengzi really had any evil thoughts, there would only be one end, and that would be to be beaten to pieces by dozens of dream masters in the inn.

With this deterrent, coupled with the notarized guarantee from the world spirit, there is generally no problem with safety and privacy along the way.

"It's just...that woman, Liu Mengmei?"

Fang Yuan touched his chin, a smile flashed across his face.

Although the other party concealed it very well and did not have any aura similar to Meng Lian's, he still had a feeling.

Not to mention, it was too much of a coincidence that this woman got entangled in him after he deliberately leaked his breath in the Qin family mansion.

"If you want to fight high up in the sky and endanger the safety of dozens of dream masters, I don't expect this saint to be so courageous... Then the only possibility is to compete with the traditional means of the dream masters!"

Fang Yuan felt confident, closed his eyes, and entered into deep trance.

It's late at night.

Fang Yuan's true spirit was in the dreamland, and he suddenly felt a wave of fluctuation.

"Are you really here? I can't wait!"

There was a sneer on his face: "You are quite capable of passing through the forbidden area of this inn, but you dare to break into my dream like this? You are really sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth. Well, this woman's cultivation is better than Menglian, We have reached the realm of Void Saint!"

At the edge of the dreamland, a layer of confusing fog has emerged.

It was obvious that Liu Mengmei had evil intentions and even wanted to sneak into his dream.

However, Fang Yuan was guarded by the eight-door sword array. If he activated it at this time, it would definitely seriously damage the woman's mind and suffer a huge loss.

"But... this is inconsistent with my original plan!"

Fang Yuan sensed carefully and could see Liu Mengmei's heels clearly: "Is there a rare treasure that can help with the first level of the Void Saint?"

He waved his hand, and the eight-door sword array immediately shrunk its light. Allowing the mist to invade, the true spirit was dizzy and almost fell into a dream.

"Set a timer. If it exceeds a quarter of an hour and I don't wake up, the eight-door sword array will be activated immediately to kill the incoming enemy!"

The moment before falling asleep, according to the distraction method of three corpses and seven killings, a subtle thought was separated and attached to the eight-door sword formation.

With both physical and mental protection, Fang Yuan had no worries and was ready to play with the saint without any worries.

"You are only at the first level, but you dare to come to my home court. Even with the help of exotic treasures, you are still too arrogant..."

With a thought, he immediately fell into a dark whirlpool.

In the early morning, wisps of golden light are falling.

Under the green mountains, the rooster crows, and the small village suddenly begins to feel alive.

"Therefore, when Heaven is about to entrust a person with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind and will, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions. Therefore, tempting his heart and forbearance will benefit him where he cannot..."

In a thatched house, the clear sound of reading could be heard.

With a creak, the door opened, and a woman with a delicate appearance and a gentle look walked out. Although she was only twenty years old, she had already combed her hair into a woman's bun. At this time, she came to the chicken coop and touched it. Two eggs with residual warmth came out, with a happy face: "Rhubarb is so good!"

He quickly sprinkled a few handfuls of chaff as a reward.

Immediately he began to be busy chopping firewood, boiling water, and cooking. Although the weather was cool, there were still traces of sweat on his forehead.

Farm life is already very difficult, let alone supporting a scholar.

When the morning light was bright, I made breakfast, which was just a pot of gruel. I scooped out two bowls, one thick and one thin. I added a hard-boiled egg to the thick bowl. After thinking about it, I added another one. Then he came to the side room and said, "Husband, it's time for breakfast!"