The heavy snow fluttered in the sky like goose feathers. Under the howling of the cold wind, it whirled in the air, and then quietly fell, sprinkled in the noisy imperial capital.
Tianxuanmen, after experiencing a great battle that almost changed the structure of the entire Qingfeng Empire, this square, which has never been very conspicuous, has become very important, guarded by countless heavy soldiers.
Originally, Tianxuan Gate was one of the main paths to enter the Daxiong Hall of the Imperial Palace, but after the war, this main path was directly changed by Ji Chengxue’s order. From now on, all people entering the palace were not allowed to enter through Tianxuan Gate, but changed to Tianxuan Gate. Enter the Taihe Gate on the west side of Xuanmen.
It's not because of anything else, but because there is actually a two-tribulation dragon formation hidden in Tianxuanmen Square this day, and that formation suppressed all the powerful sects back then.
Such an important formation is located at the Tianxuan Gate. As the emperor, Ji Chengxue naturally needs to protect it. However, the Tianxuan Gate has a different metaphor for the imperial palace. It is impossible for Ji Chengxue to completely block it. Held on the Xuanmen.
On the long street of the imperial capital, an old man with a tall and straight body walked slowly with his hands behind his back.
The goose-feathered snow flew down, roared up, and landed on him, but was blocked by an invisible air current.
"It's been so many years since I've been back to the Qingfeng Empire's capital, and the Changfeng Emperor has already fallen. The world is impermanent, and the sea has changed." Ghost Chef's face full of grooves was full of nostalgia. He looked at everything around him and sighed softly. .
Emperor Changfeng was the master of a generation, and the Qingfeng Empire developed rapidly under his hands, making many powerful sects cringe under the glory of the empire.
"It's a pity that the peace and tranquility of the empire won't last long. Once the five-pattern enlightenment tree bears fruit, the powerful people it attracts are not comparable to the sect. At that time, the imperial capital... will fall into chaos again." The ghost chef sighed .
He had just come out of Bu Fang's small shop, and he had to admit that Bu Fang's small shop was amazing, even he had to boast about the taste of the dishes, and Bu Fang was able to make the seeds of the Five-pattern Enlightenment Tree mature and germinate , this is simply incredible.
The ghost chef still remembers the scene where he was crushed by a strange coercion at the entrance of the small shop. Although he was crushed by accident, he knew in his heart that Fang Fang's small shop could be safe in a place like the imperial capital. It exists, and the price of the dishes can be so high, naturally it has its confidence.
It is definitely impossible to rely solely on the cultivation of Bu Fang's fifth-rank battle king. From the perspective of the ghost chef, maybe Fang Fang's shop's trump card is a seventh-rank battle saint? Or a higher level of existence
Being able to overwhelm him by surprise, Bu Fang's hole card may be the best among the seventh-tier battle saints, but so what? Once the news of the Five-pattern Enlightenment Tree spreads, not only one or two seventh-rank war saints will gather here...
With the Tianxuan Gate close at hand, the ghost chef continued to move forward with his hands behind his back.
"who!"
The number of guards guarding the Tianxuan Gate had already been increased a lot, and when they saw the ghost chef, they burst into laughter.
The gully on Ghost Chef's face suddenly moved, revealing a hint of a smile, and he took a step forward, and the whole person flew past like a phantom, disappearing in front of the guards' eyes.
Stepping on the ground covered with a thick layer of snow in Tianxuanmen Square, there was a creaking sound. The ghost chef raised his eyes and took a deep breath.
"The first battle of the two dragons...is it here?" The ghost chef looked at the stone pillars in the square, his eyes fixed.
Suddenly, a piercing sound came from behind him, and a burly and straight body stood proudly in the sky.
Xiao Meng landed slowly on Tianxuanmen Square, looking at the tall and straight old man in front of him, he slightly arched his hands: "Senior, long time no see."
The ghost chef turned his head, his eyes fell on Xiao Meng, and he smiled slightly: "The little guy in the past has actually stepped into the realm of the seventh-rank war saint. Your talent is really impressive."
"Thank you for your compliment, senior. Your Majesty is here to invite you to enter the Daxiong Hall." Xiao Meng was still so respectful when facing the ghost chef.
"Alright, the old man also wants to see what happens to the new emperor who has inherited the position of Changfeng." Ghost Chef said flatly.
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The wild land, the heartland.
There was a melodious roar of a spirit beast, and almost all the spirit beasts in the barren land stopped their movements, and then stretched their heads, as if they were listening to the roar of the spirit beast.
Rumble!
The low bushes were suddenly crushed by a huge figure, trampled to pieces, the ground trembled, and the water surface in the small puddle trembled.
Boom! A huge figure of a spirit beast emerged, it was a male lion with fiery red hair, and two sharp fangs protruded ferociously, like two sharp long swords.
This is a seventh-order spirit beast, the fire lion, a very violent spirit beast with a very strong fighting power.
On the back of the fire lion, there was actually a figure sitting cross-legged, that figure was proud and straight, with delicate features, wearing a fiery red robe, with a touch of vermilion dotted between the eyebrows.
This is a handsome man, but not lacking in wildness. He patted Fire Lion's head lightly, and smiled lightly: "Finally, I have a chance to get out of the wild land, little fire, are you happy?"
Roar! The fire lion raised its head and roared wildly, as if responding to the man.
"Haha, don't worry, I'm taking Xiaoshui and Xiaolei with me, and I'll let you out to get some fresh air, but now you have to hurry, our goal... Qingfeng Empire!"
The man in red stroked the fire lion's hair and said gently.
The seventh-level fire lion is naturally very intelligent. Turning its head, it rushed out at such a high speed that the man in red sat on the lion's back and let out a hearty laugh.
Not long after the man disappeared, three teams appeared who also rode spirit beasts. There were men and women in this team, but there was no doubt that the aura of each of them was very terrifying.
"Young Palace Master is running too fast..." A woman in red smiled wryly at the figure that had already disappeared, and said.
"The fire lion of the young hall master is good at speed. It is normal that we can't catch up, but there is no need to worry. With the cultivation of the young hall master and the existence of the fire lion, the possibility of danger is very small." Another red The man in clothes said.
"The Three Temples of the Man Gods all sent people to the Qingfeng Empire. What happened? How could they mobilize so many people?"
"It is said that the high priest predicted that the emperor of the Qingfeng Empire would have a chance to appear, even the young masters of the third hall of life went to look for the opportunity. I am also very puzzled. A mere Qingfeng Empire is still in the imperial capital. The high priest sent three young hall masters to set off at the same time..."
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"Master, are we going directly to Boss Bu?" Tang Yin said while holding a sword and riding a unicorn, looking at the majestic Qingfeng Imperial Palace, turning his head to Ni Yan who was wrapped in a toga.
Ni Yan was holding a huge spiritual fruit in her hand, the juice splashed when she ate it, and her cheeks were bulging on her beautiful face, which looked quite interesting.
She murmured a few words, then pointed directly at the imperial capital, took the lead in patting her ass, and walked towards the imperial capital.
Tang Yin glanced helplessly at his foodie master, and urged the unicorn to follow.
Coming to the imperial capital again, Tang Yin didn't know what the purpose of this time was, but Ni Yan said that he had a chance, so he followed.
But it's good to come to the imperial capital, and you can taste Boss Bu's craftsmanship again.
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After seeing off the last customer, Ouyang Xiaoyi also stretched her tired body. After saying goodbye to Bu Fang, she went back to her Ouyang Mansion.
Bu Fang glanced at the sky which was covered with goose feathers and heavy snow again, he let out a soft breath, and closed the door panel.
After closing the small shop, Bu Bianca came to the kitchen, opened the cupboard, stroked his chin, looked at the three seventh-order elixir overflowing with spiritual energy in the cupboard, and pondered.
It's time to start brewing something even tastier than Dragon's Breath.