I open a restaurant in Xiujie

In a small blue-tiled building hundreds of miles away, there is also a strong fragrance wafting.

The sweet and greasy powder fragrance, with the wind, passes through the sandalwood beams on the top of the cloud, bypasses the crystal jade lamp, and gently wraps around the shoulders of the guests in the pavilion. Pick up a peeled lychee and deliver it to the guest's mouth. The bare//exposed skin is comparable to the best suet jade.

——Xue Gui felt sorry for his son after all, and not long after, he sent someone over to deliver the Lingshi.

So at this moment, Xue Lang is carrying a lot of spiritual stones, leaning against another elegant beauty in white, enjoying the gentle service of the blue-clothed boy in front of him, and the sweet and refreshing lychees in his throat, he closes his eyes comfortably, thinking This is life.

What a bullshit rookie Dabi, bullshit Yu Xiaotan, fuck it.

Thinking like this, Xue Lang felt that the anger in his heart finally showed signs of dissipating.He swallowed the lychees, pulled the two young men into his arms, and laughed loudly: "Come on, beauty, I will take you to Wushan together, this night will be long..."

Fengyi Building is indeed a world-famous romantic place, and the young ladies are quite dedicated, so they curled up cooperatively when they heard the words, so that Xue Lang's short head could smoothly "hug" them in his arms, and smiled softly: " What does Young Master Xue mean, but to play all night?"

"Amazing, Young Master Xue is really amazing."

Xue Lang smiled evilly with satisfaction: "Hahahaha..."

After a cup of tea, the closed red-shirt wooden door on the attic was suddenly kicked open from the inside.

The two young ladies in blue and white clothes were pushed out vigorously and fell weakly to the ground. Xue Lang's angry roar came from inside the door: "Get out, get out of here!"

Xiaowan: "..."

There is a huge momentum here, and the old bustard heard the sound and came over. Seeing that the two money trees in her family had fallen miserably, with bruises on her elbows and wrists, her eyes turned red from heartache: "Oh, how can you do this, Young Master Xue, we Fengyilou is not a vegetarian, you dare to hurt the people in my building, I am not with you—"

Before he finished speaking, there were several earth-shattering loud noises in the attic.

It seemed that someone madly smashed all the facilities in the house in a fit of rage.

The old bustard shrank her head, pulled up her two teary-eyed cash cows without saying a word, and walked downstairs in silence.

There's no need to confront the opponent head-on, but the bustard remembered this matter in his heart, together with Xue Lang's name and appearance.

Fengyi Building is a store opened by the Hehuan Sect, and there are disciples of the Hehuan Sect guarding it in Xuanhuan City not far away. When she reports the matter, someone will come to clean up the goods.

When she went downstairs, she stroked the red marks on the young man's shoulder, and said distressedly: "Go and apply some ointment, you rub each other, don't leave any bruises. By the way, what happened, what happened to Xue Lang?" Getting so angry?"

Xiao Guan fell in great pain and was in a bad mood at the moment, so he sneered in front of the bustard and all the "brothers and sisters" in the building: "Why else? His work is useless, Bai Yue and I are out of breath, He got angry first, bah, bad luck."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, all showing surprise: "Oh my god, doesn't he call himself a foundation cultivator? I didn't expect him to be inhumane..."

"Who said no?"

The little man named Yuebai also had a cold light in his eyes.

In fact, there are also inhumane people who come to Fengyi Tower. For the sake of the spirit stone, the young lady and the girls will act on the spot, covering for the guest officer, so that the other party can go out and brag.But today Xue Lang treats them like this, why should they cover up for Xue Lang?

"I heard that he is known as a romantic in southern Qingzhou, but now it seems that it is just a cover-up bragging."

Yuebai seemed to be understating it, but he whispered maliciously: "Short in stature, the place is short and unusable, maybe he is selling ass like us, why pretend to be noble?"

……

When Xue Lang calmed down, the house was already in chaos, and there was nothing to smash.

For a Foundation Establishment, smashing these screens and wooden beds didn't take much energy, but Xue Lang was panting heavily, his eyes were dizzy, and there was a faint pain in his body, like a scorching dragon scorching, and like the monster in the illusion. A clean and neat knife to cut off children and grandchildren.

The consequences of the illusion are far more terrifying than he imagined. Xue Lang has never heard that the illusion cast by a person can still take effect after being cracked. How could it be a means that a consecration period possesses?

——No, maybe the illusion has not been cracked yet!

Xue Lang pinched his fingertips hard into his palm, thinking that it must be true, from stepping off the battle stage to the exposure of Huojiao, from his father's reprimand to Fengyi's refusal to move up at this moment, it was all a continuation of the illusion!

Such a despicable Yu Xiaotan, such a despicable trick outside the game, constructing multiple illusions to lure himself into the game, and taking the opportunity to retaliate... When he gets out, he must report him to the referee.

After thinking about it, Xue Lang became more and more determined.

Only this reason can explain why he can't be humane. Even though the beauties in his arms are ready, there is also a hot stream of fire swirling around his lower abdomen, but there is no way...

Damn, he, Xue Lang, has slept with beauties all over the place, since when did he suffer from the pain of having meat in his mouth but unable to swallow it?

This is not reality, absolutely impossible.

He had to decipher the illusion immediately.

But when talking about the method of breaking the illusion, Xue Lang became worried again.

The number of exercises he knows is extremely small, and none of them involve illusions.The young man tried to call out the fire dragon to break the trick, but it was useless, not only did the fire dragon never appear, but the tearing sensation of the meridians once again made him grit his teeth.

Could it be... want to try folk remedies?

Xue Lang did remember hearing people casually say that people might wake up if they are strongly stimulated in the illusion, and their cultivation could increase.

He looked around, his eyes swept across the messy attic, and he was thinking about how to count as a strong stimulus. At this moment, someone broke into the door and said loudly: "Who dares to make trouble on my Acacia Sect's territory, give me get out!"

Xue Lang: "...heh."

Hehuan Sect sent a golden pill, and when he heard Xue Lang's sneer, he had a strange expression: "It's you?"

Build a foundation?

"That's right." Xue Lang walked out with a big stab, head held high, "It's you, Grandpa Xue."

——Being beaten is considered a strong stimulus, right?

Xue Lang thought to himself that he just wanted this person to beat him up, and with the help of these pains, he would definitely be able to wake up from the illusion.

The Jindan cultivator of the Hehuan Sect's complexion became more and more gloomy: "...a small Foundation Establishment dares to speak such wild words, I think you are looking for death."

……

After another cup of tea.

Xue Gui, who was far away in Xuanshengzong, once again received the sound transmission of his precious son's talisman.

This time the cry on the opposite side of the talisman was even more miserable, and the whimpering was inaudible, as if someone had knocked out the front teeth.

"Father, please give me some more spirit stones. The Hehuan Sect's robbers and beasts are not as good as they left me with none. I don't even have to wear clothes now..."

Xue Gui: "..."

……

Yu Xiaotan didn't know anything about Xue Lang's subsequent encounters.

Ji Chuchen felt it vaguely.He is familiar with the Three Thousand Dao Dharma, and he has reshaped the mutated Heavenly Spirit Root. He didn't think it was a big deal before he used the spell. At that time, he attacked Xue Lang under the battle platform and attacked Xue Lang, and he was stabbed by Bai Junda miraculously. The power of the opponent's boning knife blended together, achieving the effect that one plus one is far greater than two.

And with the mutated sky spirit root, any spells he cast might not belong to other guys with the ultimate single spirit root.

But Ji Chuchen didn't care so much now, he took Yu Xiaotan's hand and crossed the Fragrant Bridge, the boy's rapid breathing was close to his ears, and he could glimpse the white and rosy roots of his ears when he turned his head, the moonlight was extremely beautiful, and the sound of the flute was melodious , the atmosphere is just right.

So good that for a moment Ji Chuchen... wanted to kiss him.

But just as Ji Chuchen turned his head, those beautiful flames in his heart were suddenly extinguished by a figure.The young man's face was instantly stern, and he stared unblinkingly at the flow of people in the distance, feeling as if there were turbulent waves in his heart.

At that moment, he vaguely saw the figure of a familiar child.Before recovering his cultivation level, he had nightmares again and again in the small restaurant. When he woke up, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and there was such a shadow in his dream.

The shadow of Bai Xiuyue.

...but the crowd is tight, and the children are even more inconspicuous, and they can't be found in the blink of an eye.

……

Crossing the Fragrant Bridge, Yu Xiaotan's palms were sweating.

Even after passing, Ji Chuchen quickly let go of his hand.

Ji Chuchen turned his head sideways, Yu Xiaotan couldn't see his expression clearly, he just felt the light and shadow falling on the young man's ink-like temples, reflecting a gorgeous brilliance, like the rising sun, full of rosy clouds.

Yu Xiaotan was a little dazed, but also a little flustered, with a faint sense of bewilderment in addition to the panic.

But he and Brother Ji are friends, so what's the point of going through a bridge hole?

Yu Xiaotan murmured in his heart, persuading himself to be more open-minded, obviously he is a person from the 21st century, why some things are not as good as Ji Chuchen's native cultivator.If it is placed on the earth and a fragrant bridge is built, there must be many brothers or girlfriends holding hands and going into the bridge hole, not necessarily same-sex couples, just for fun.

As soon as the psychological construction was done, he immediately didn't feel awkward.And Che Yunwen and Qiongqing are following behind them, it must not be love...

Looking back, Yu Xiaotan froze for a moment.

What about Qiongqing and the others?

……

In fact, when approaching Xiangqiao, Che Yunwen was also attracted by the sound of the flute, but not long after, Qiongqing pulled his cuff and pointed to the right side.

There is a storefront with simple decoration, and the flow of people comes and goes, which is obviously very popular.

what is the place?

Che Yunwen held doubts, and was pulled by Qiongqing's cuffs to the front of the store, and looked up, "Wan Beast Pavilion".

He understood immediately.

This is a store under the jurisdiction of "Yu Beast Gate". There are chain stores in various towns in Yunzhou and Qingzhou. They mainly sell and watch low-level monsters. People can also pay silver taels and come in for a visit.

In ordinary stores, the demand for silver is not low. After all, people always have to eat, and this Qixi Festival provides a huge flow of customers. Wanshou Pavilion also tries its best to attract customers.

Right now, there are several cages standing outside the shop door, inside the cages are a red-tailed sparrow, a two-horned lizard, and a white rabbit with blood-red eyes, chewing a piece of meteorite in its mouth, causing iron filings to fly.

Quite a few people curiously surrounded and pointed, especially many business travelers from other places.

If it is not a festival, the Wanshou Pavilion will not take out these monsters to attract customers, they will crowd at the door, remember the appearance of a few beasts, and when they go home, they can boast that they have visited the Wanshou Pavilion year.

The waiter at the shop took the opportunity to yell: "I'm begging for a treat for the Qiao Festival. The original price of the ticket is 200 taels of silver, but now it's only 100 taels!"

With this shout, the fiery eyes of many people at the door suddenly dimmed.

For many ordinary people, 100 taels of silver is wealth that cannot be accumulated in a lifetime.

Only some young masters and young girls in brocade clothes and robes came and went to merchants, and they didn't miss this little money. They readily paid for tickets, so that they could enter to watch more monsters and beasts.Others surrounded the cage outside, and someone rubbed it in his arms for a while, took out half of a steamed bun, and shook it at the red-eyed snow rabbit.

Snow Rabbit Bird didn't care about him, and just gnawed on his meteorite.

"That's a silver-eating rabbit," Qiong Qing whispered while pulling Che Yunwen's clothes, "I love all kinds of minerals, especially the spirit stone veins. In the past, there was a 'rabbit disaster' in the spiritual veins of some sects, that is Groups of this guy built a nest in the spiritual veins, and within a few months, a small spiritual vein mine was gnawed to pieces."

Che Yunwen nodded and looked at the red-eyed snow rabbit curiously.

Not to mention, this small and exquisite appearance is... quite cute.

He pointed to the front again: "Over there is the Dark Lizard, the Crimson Feather Sparrow?"

Qiong Qing nodded.

These two are not considered rare species, and their grades are also low, but Che Yunwen saw that there were several monks entering and leaving the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion. He thought that there were many precious monsters in the pavilion, so it was worth seeing.

... Mainly due to distraction for a while, Yu Xiaotan, Ji Chuchen and Bai Junda had disappeared.

It doesn't matter if you get separated, Che Yunwen thought to himself, anyway, he will go back to the inn at night.

Together with Qiongqing, they decided not to rush to find someone, but to buy tickets together and go in to have a look.

As for Bai Junda, he must be following Yu Xiaotan and the others.

……

Looking around but couldn't find anyone, Yu Xiaotan put his hands on his mouth: "Brother Che, Senior Qiong, Xiaobai—"

No one responded.

Standing beside him, Ji Chuchen said softly, "I'm afraid they were dispersed by the crowd."

He had recovered from the stupor and doubt just now, and thought to himself that he might not have read it wrong, not to mention that this place is far away from the high road of Yunhaizong Mountain, and there is no competition or secret place around Qinghe Town, how did Bai Xiuyue come back here? ?

Besides, there were so many children at the Qixi Festival, and the backs of the children did not have the same degree of discrimination as adults, and now it has been more than half a year, Bai Xiuyue should have grown taller than before, how could it be the figure he remembered.

Putting his hanging heart in his stomach, Ji Chuchen patted Yu Xiaotan on the shoulder, and said in relief: "It's okay, Xiaotan, I always have to go back to the inn at night, besides, they all have the ability to protect themselves."

Yu Xiaotan nodded.

He has nothing to worry about Che Yunwen and Qiongqing, but he just feels that Bai Junda is easy to get into trouble, and the Qixi Festival is crowded and messy, so he must not cause any trouble.

But Yu Xiaotan thought about it again, and laughed secretly at himself for worrying too much.Since Bai Junda was not by his side, he must be with Che Yunwen and the others. With Qiongqing watching, there is nothing scary about him.

Besides...

Originally, the whole family came out to have fun, but after being dispersed by the crowd, he and Ji Chuchen were left alone.

Together with this thought, Yu Xiaotan's heart beat faintly faster, the melodious flute sounded in his ears, and the fragrance was lingering. Couples of couples passed by their side talking and laughing, and a stroll suddenly added a little bit of ambiguity.

It's like... a date.

Shaking his head violently, Yu Xiaotan threw out the messy thoughts in his head with red ears, thinking that this is all messed up, Yu Xiaotan, you are just thinking here, are you worthy of Brother Ji's care for you?

At this time, Yu Xiaotan suddenly heard a loud "bang".

Fireworks rise in the distance, whistling like shooting stars, or like a hundred flowers blooming in the night sky in an instant.

Almost everyone in Qinghe Town raised their heads at this moment, watching the brilliant golden chrysanthemum whizzing up into the sky, covered in colorful light, dancing in the night sky like a fairy, and the scattered halos flickered like sparks, embellishing the sky like daytime.

The colorful light fell on the happy faces, illuminating the eyes of thousands of people.

As a result, tens of thousands of fireworks bloomed on the ground, reflecting each other with the circulating lanterns. The sky and the earth seemed to be two burning cities, extremely far away, but extremely close.

Joy, frolicking, the reddish cheeks of the one you like...all the good things gather here, infecting everyone who sees the fireworks.

Ji Chuchen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright fireworks in the sky, his ears were filled with laughter and the melodious sound of the flute.

He suddenly felt that he had never understood this world. He was like an ignorant baby, always closing his eyes and turning a blind eye to the folks—no, it should not be said about him, it should be said that the vast majority of people in Xiujie were like this. In Zong's life, apart from practicing, he was fighting, and in addition to fighting, he was retreating. It was two isolated worlds from the common people. Ordinary people and monks had their own joys and sorrows, and they had no connection with each other.

But now, Yu Xiaotan took his hand and plunged into this vast world.

The joy is curling up, the fireworks are in abundance, the star bridge is dark at night, and there is a faint crimson glow.

Inexplicably, Ji Chuchen remembered Yu Xiaotan's cooking.

It looks like a very ordinary style, and most of the folk vegetables are used, but it is so mellow, just like the fireworks at the moment.

The moment the thought flashed, a golden light suddenly appeared around him.

The sword qi surged out in an instant, and was subdued in an instant. Almost without attracting the attention of others, a spiritual flow in Ji Chuchen's body rushed straight to the dantian, circling into a golden pill shape.

In the golden core period, it will happen when it is ripe.

He was originally a monk at the peak of Jindan, once he broke through at this moment, the mysterious sound of the long way of heaven descended, and the perception of decades of hard work came to his heart, and a faint golden light flashed all over Ji Chuchen again, middle Jindan, high Jindan... …

Finally stopped at the peak of Jindan.

Yu Xiaotan sensed the spiritual flow around him, and when he looked back, he was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Ji, have you made a breakthrough?"

Finally returned to the familiar state of cultivation, Ji Chuchen was quite emotional in his heart, and said with a smile: "It's just a fluke."

Looking at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky, Yu Xiaotan said worriedly: "Brother Ji, I remember that there was a thunder disaster in the Golden Core Stage..."

He still remembered Ji Chuchen's posture when he encountered a thunder calamity last time, the sky was gloomy and oppressive, ninety-nine extremely high numbers of thunder and fire flitted through the thick clouds, and the glaring thunder that was as thick as an arm was chopped off.

It was so thrilling back then, the thunder disaster this time wouldn't be as thick as a pillar, right?

But Ji Chuchen patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Don't worry, I have already passed the Thunder Tribulation of Golden Core Stage before, so there should be no thunderclouds in this breakthrough."

At the moment of the breakthrough, Da Dao Xuanyin sounded from the bottom of his heart, and Ji Chuchen had an epiphany.

Speaking of which, Ji Chuchen is also very fortunate, if a few thunderstorms fall at this moment, the rare Qiqiao Festival in Qinghe Town will come to naught, and all the couples will also turn into drowned chickens.

It's not beautiful.

……

When the fireworks went up, Che Yunwen and Qiongqing were entering the Wanshou Pavilion.

The space in the pavilion is spacious and resplendent, and the spiritual lamps made of quenched golden flowers illuminate the entire hall. What appeared in front of them were several rows of iron cages, and each cage housed a monster.

The iron cage is not made of iron, but the secret gilt mine associated with the cultivation spirit veins, and the cage is pasted with talisman paper to prevent the monsters from escaping.

Che Yunwen was a little worried at first, he didn't know why Qiongqing wanted to see these monsters, he was afraid that Qiongqing would think of himself when he saw the beasts in the cage.But after strolling around for a while, he found that Qiongqing's face was only curious, so he was secretly relieved.

Qiongqing took his hand and walked through the rows of iron cages: "Well, this is a squirrel? It's amazing. I have the impression that this kind of rat monster can't be captured by people. The moment it falls into the hands They will explode and die..."

"After all, you have been in the secret realm for thousands of years. It's normal for the monsters in the world to undergo new changes." Che Yunwen said with a smile, "Perhaps this is the case with Xiwushu. In order to survive, it has become less violent."

Qiongqing said with emotion: "Yes, after all, it has been thousands of years."

They continued to move forward, and gradually the iron cages on both sides became less and less. If they moved forward, they would end their viewing.

Ke Qiongqing took Che Yunwen's hand and led him to an inconspicuous corner: "Master, I feel that there are still spiritual fluctuations here..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Qiongqing's footsteps stopped suddenly.

Che Yunwen followed the boy's suddenly constricted pupils, and found a small sapling in the dusty iron cage at the corner, with thick and thin wrists, swaying branches and leaves, and a few orange-yellow amber-like fruits hanging between the leaves. .

Whenever someone approached, the little sapling would shake a few times and tremblingly hand out its branches and leaves.

It's just that it seems to have just opened its mind, and its movements and reactions are extremely slow. It often passes by guests before it slowly spreads out the branches and leaves-the leaves sway and fall leisurely. On the marble floor.

The ground was polished extremely smooth, the snow-white marble was like a sheet of snow, and the leaves fluttered on it, like a reed boat, the whole world was covered in ice and snow, and it fluttered a few times lonely, silently turning into green smoke.

The dryad's spiritual power fluctuates extremely weakly, and cannot maintain the form of fallen leaves for a long time.

It is so dull, with only a few good-looking fruits all over its body, far less good-looking than the clever colorful-tailed monkey or the Xuanlin snake with its bloody mouth wide open. Wanshou Pavilion may also find it unpleasant, so it is stuffed in In an inconspicuous corner.

Qiongqing's eyes dimmed.

Che Yunwen held his hand, obviously feeling that the young man's fingers were gradually getting cold, and worriedly said: "Qiong Qing?"

"...It's okay, it's okay," Qiong Qing seemed to wake up suddenly, and turned her head to sweetly hook her lips at the young man, "I just lost my mind."

"There's nothing to see here, Master, let's go out and watch the fireworks."