Outside the gate of the majestic imperial capital, verdant green grass sprouted from both sides of the road, and was covered by icy snow for a whole winter. The moist soil finally showed signs of recovery, and the breath of life lingered around the earth.
Outside the imperial capital, on the wide official road, there was a crisp clicking sound, and from afar, there was a thin figure slowly approaching from the horizon.
This is an old man riding a gray donkey. The old man is wearing a long robe, his hair is disheveled, and he is holding a huge wine gourd in his hand. He is riding on the donkey and walking towards the imperial capital. The old man would unscrew the lid of the gourd and take a sip of the fine wine.
Drinking wine and humming a ditty, the old man looked contented.
And under the majestic city wall of the imperial capital, in front of the city gate, three figures stood, and the slightly icy wind whizzed past, blowing the clothes wrapped around them.
"Master, senior is here." Tang Yin's eyes lit up when he saw the old man riding a donkey appearing swayingly, and he couldn't help but said to Ni Yan who was standing beside him.
Ni Yan nodded, but she curled her lips a little. This old drunkard, with such ink stains, chose to ride a donkey from Wuliang Mountain... Could it be more funny
"Is this the Senior Hu that Master often mentioned?" Ye Ziling carried the longbow on his back, his eyes widened, and he looked curiously at the old man who came riding a donkey.
"If your master was talking about an old drunkard, then it would be him." Ni Yan patted Ye Ziling on the head and said with a smile.
The crisp sound of the donkey's hooves colliding with the ground was full of rhythm, and the three of them felt their hearts skip a beat. The old donkey rider, who was still far away, unexpectedly came in front of them the next moment.
Ni Yan was startled, obviously that donkey...why is it still walking so fast!
"You girl, my old bones can't bear torment. If you don't have the Wuwen enlightenment fruit you mentioned this trip, then the old man's wine... you girl, don't even touch it!"
The old drunkard rode a donkey, took a sip of wine, and said.
Ni Yan snorted suddenly, turned her head away, there is Boss Bu's ice fire enlightenment, who still misses your dragon's breath!
The old drunk got off the donkey, pinned the wine gourd to his waist, lifted his trousers, smiled at Tang Yin and Ye Ziling, and led the donkey towards the imperial capital.
"Is this girl the old witch's apprentice? Tsk tsk, she looks really juicy." The old drunk looked at Ye Ziling and said with a smile.
Ye Ziling immediately looked at the old drunkard vigilantly.
Just when the four of them were talking and laughing and preparing to enter the imperial capital, a melodious beast roar suddenly came from the distance of the imperial capital.
Ni Yan and the others subconsciously turned their heads to see that the old drunkard was pouring wine into his mouth while turning his head.
In the distance, a huge black flying dragon with spread wings roared towards it, and the majestic dragon power was released from this sub-dragon.
"Hehe, seventh-order spirit beast, black prison dragon?" The old drunkard chuckled.
Ni Yan and the others felt some pressure facing the Hei Prison Dragon. Suddenly, they focused their eyes and saw a figure standing on the Hei Prison Dragon's back.
This is an old man with a hunched back, his breath is as calm as a mountain.
"Is this... the powerhouse from the Wild Temple?" Ni Yan murmured.
The eighth-rank powerhouse of the wild temple finally appeared.
…
In a small courtyard in the imperial capital, the ghost chef Wang Ding is holding a kitchen knife, and is gorgeously dissecting a fifth-order spirit beast in front of him.
His hands were very nimble, and the kitchen knife seemed to be beating on his palm, cutting the spirit beast continuously, and the flesh of the spirit beast was cut off continuously.
In just a moment, a complete spirit beast was skillfully cut up by him, leaving only the white skeleton.
Putting the kitchen knife away, Ghost Chef Wang Ding wiped his hands, and walked back to the courtyard hut with his hands behind his back. He sat on the rocking chair, rocking slowly.
In front of the rocking chair, there was a huge black pot, in which white hot steam was bubbling, and a strange smell emanated from it.
After sitting on the rocking chair for a while, Ghost Chef Wang Ding stood up and brought in a big bucket from the outside, which was actually full of the meat of the spirit beast that he had dissected earlier.
The lid of the big black pot was lifted, and the hot air surged out, straight into the sky.
Wang Ding stared at the boiling pot with deep eyes, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and poured all the meat in the bucket into the pot.
Crash... The meat in the pot began to tumbling rapidly.
Trembling, the ghost chef took out a small jar from his arms, removed the lid of the jar, and picked out a black-purple pill from it with two dry fingers.
With a smile, he crushed the pill with his dry fingers, sprinkled the powder into the pot, and the ghost chef covered the pot again.
"The thirty-fifth fifth-order spirit beast... boil the meat of two more spirit beasts, and the essence broth will be able to be boiled. By then, the competition for the Enlightenment Tree will almost begin."
The ghost chef returned to the rocking chair tremblingly, lay down comfortably, covered his legs with a plush blanket, and swayed on the rocking chair.
…
In the past few days, the small shop has become more and more lively. Many War Saints couldn't sit still, and they came to Bu Fang's small shop one after another to observe the growth progress of the five-pattern Enlightenment Tree.
Some of them have been completely conquered since they came to Fangfang's small shop and ate the food once, and they have come every day. They can observe the five-pattern enlightenment tree and feel the five-pattern enlightenment tree while tasting the food. The sound of enlightenment emitted by the tree is not bad.
On the five-stripe Enlightenment Tree growing on the khaki-colored flower pot in the corner, the leaves turned dark green, and the lines on it were extremely complicated, and the five-stripe roads were entangled like little snakes.
Among the leaves, there are three spiritual fruits about the size of a baby's fist hanging heavily, with a little light blue color, and four cloud patterns appear on the fruit.
Everyone is well aware that when the fifth path is derived from the cloud pattern, it means that the fruit is completely ripe.
But now there are only four cloud patterns, which is still a bit worse.
"Xiao Yi, serve the dishes."
Bu Fang's faint voice sounded from the kitchen.
A plate of steaming fish head tofu soup was placed on the window by Bu Fang.
Ouyang Xiaoyi took the dish with ease, and came to a man in a red robe.
"Your fish head tofu soup, please take it easy." Ouyang Xiaoyi said pretty, and glanced at this gentle and handsome man in a red robe.
This man came here almost every day these days, and the dishes he ordered were different every day, and he would leave after eating the dishes, unlike other war saints who would linger in the small shop for a long time.
"Thank you." The red-robed man smiled gently at Xiaoyi, and then focused on the fish head tofu soup in front of him.
Mu Lingfeng has been completely overwhelmed by the delicacy of the small shop now. The first time he ate the delicious food of the small shop a few days ago, he was astonished. It's not cool, but it's also happy in my heart.
Not only him, but many warrior saints around are used to come to the boss's small shop every day to sit for a while.
"It's such a pity. When the five-pattern Enlightenment Tree matures, this small shop will turn into a battlefield, and it will be difficult to exist anymore... I don't know if there is a chance to eat such delicious food." Mu Lingfeng sighed softly. Take a breath.
"En?" Mu Lingfeng drank a few sips of the fresh and thick fish soup, and suddenly, with a thought, a jade talisman appeared in his hand, and there seemed to be a message coming from the talisman.
"Elder Bian arrived so soon?" Mu Lingfeng was a little surprised, while scooping up the fish soup with a blue and white spoon, while receiving the message in the jade talisman.
"puff!"
Suddenly, Mu Lingfeng couldn't hold back a mouthful of fish soup, and spit it out, his eyes widened suddenly, receiving the message from the jade talisman, his face was full of weirdness and he couldn't laugh or cry.
"Mu Sheng, this idiot... actually invited Elder Xia here too? He brought Elder Xia to the shop... What does he want to do? Do you want to do it now?" Mu Lingfeng had a speechless expression on his face.
The Wild Three Temples are actually not that harmonious. Each of the Three Temples has its own party disputes. His Mu Lingfeng belongs to the Palace of the Beasts, and Elder Bian is also a strong man in the Palace of the Beasts.
And Mu Sheng belongs to Mandian, a temple where everyone is simple-minded and well-developed, and Elder Xia is the elder of Mandian, the famous brainless destroyer...
Today's Wuwen Enlightenment Fruit is still one grain away from maturity, and this group of people rushed here impatiently... Isn't this a bad thing!