Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 88: Even if you eat for free, you must have dignity
Different from cultivators who are obsessed with cultivation, people in mortal countries pay more attention to food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even though there are cultivators who specialize in clothing and armor, and cooking, compared with the vast majority of cultivators in mortal countries, their number is almost negligible.
In the vast world of cultivation, there are many mortal countries, and Qi is one of the most unremarkable ones.
The military strength is neither too high nor too low, the culture and clothing are neither too high nor too low, and even the foreign policy is neutral, which is very much in line with the doctrine of the mean.
But if people in the cultivation world were asked to select the top ten food cities in the mortal world, Qi would undoubtedly be one of them.
Moon-gazing crispy cakes, honey-glazed ice jade bones, seven-spice dragon claws... There are at least hundreds of dishes in Qi that can be passed on by word of mouth among cultivators. It is rumored that the entire country of Qi is filled with the aroma of delicious food, just like the streets and alleys of Mao are filled with the aroma of wine.
Drinking wine from the Mao State and eating food from the Qi State has even become a trend for cultivators to relax and entertain friends.
They used the spiritual stones of cultivators to exchange for the bones and flesh of exotic beasts, and then specialized in the cooking of exotic beasts to attract cultivators to consume. Even if they encountered those who ate the king's meal, they were few in number. A kind of industrial chain had been formed in the ordinary country.
At this moment, I am in Yingxian Tower, Xiaoyun Town, Qi State.
Mu Qing was dressed in white, with a handsome and elegant appearance.
He walked slowly and steadily on the wooden floor paved with golden nanmu wood, making regular footsteps.
Without stopping at all, he stretched out his hands and pushed open the two doors of the wing room in front of him, which faintly emitted a faint wood fragrance. Mu Qing didn't even glance at the beautiful maids on both sides who were wearing lake green silk dresses.
He just walked in leisurely.
There was a large round table in the room that could accommodate more than ten people for dining, and the tablecloth was made of gorgeous and precious silk.
His eyes briefly swept across the dishes on the round table, and finally stopped on the person who was enjoying the feast.
Then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Mu Qing from Sifang Sect, nice to meet Brother Ji."
He spoke in a calm tone and had a smile on his face, which made it very easy for people to like him.
Wang Chen frowned and raised his head.
Time will change many things, including attention and focus. Even if a genius who is at the peak of his career in the cultivation world disappears for three years without any news, at least 90% of the eyes focused on him or with admiration, flattery, and love will shift to other young talents.
People are like this, they get tired of the old and love the new.
Similarly, time will change a person's body shape and demeanor, and even the long hair that is casually tied up.
Moreover, Wang Chen chose an unknown small town on the border of this unknown Fan Kingdom and ordered a table of delicacies, in order to satisfy his cravings and to fill up the hunger that emanated from every pore of his body after Nirvana.
Even so, someone came to his door before he had even finished his meal.
Wang Chen felt that the world of cultivation was really not simple.
As for the name Ji Ge, since it means Ji instead of Ba, just let it be.
Gossip can melt metal, and constant criticism can destroy a person. The name Ji Ge is already extremely polite. Moreover, the magic in the world of cultivation is strange and unpredictable. Exposing the real name is even more dangerous, because no one knows if there is any strange magic that can curse or even kill people through the name.
"Mu Qing , why are you so polite to him?"
A tall and thin man with high cheekbones walked in silently. He was wearing a green shirt and had an exquisitely carved sword on his back.
"Let me introduce you to Brother Ji. I am from the Eight Desolate Sword Sect, Zuo Fengbo. He is young but has already reached the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation. He has also inherited the Fire Sword from the Eight Desolate Sect. He is also a worshiper of the Qingshan Gang. He has also admired Brother Ji for a long time."
Mu Qing introduced him with a smile, but when he said the words "I have admired him for a long time", the teasing look in his eyes became even stronger.
The words came out clearly, and the two maids at the door looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong.
Mu Qing's demeanor and behavior as he walked along just now had a fatal attraction to them, and they were still secretly attracted to him. What's more, the Sifang Sect and the Bahuang Sword Sect were the legendary immortal sects. In Xiaoyun Town, if someone was found to have an immortal fate and was able to enter such a sect to practice, even if he was just serving tea, making fire and chopping wood, it would be a matter of honor for the family.
Unlike the two maids who were feeling excited, there was a moment of silence in the room.
"What about this one?" Wang Chen pointed a finger at the roof.
The two of them looked upwards involuntarily.
The roof of this wing room is not high. Although there are a few beams that emit a woody scent, one can see through it at a glance. Even the roof is clean and not stained with a speck of dust.
As the air on the roof twisted, a blurry figure slowly emerged.
He was actually swimming on the wall like a gecko, and his entire body blended perfectly with the environment.
Then, it fell down silently as if it had no weight.
He was a man dressed in black, not very old, but wearing a black cloak that covered his entire body, leaving only his face, which looked thin and vicious.
"Ah." Mu Qing acted slightly surprised, but it was fake.
"It's my negligence. This is Zhu Kun, the disciple of the Black Evil Sect. His whole body is full of poison. If you make him angry, everyone in the restaurant might be poisoned to death."
Outside the wing room, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps, which faded away in an instant. The two maids seemed to have received special training, and they lifted up their long skirts, revealing strong legs that were completely different from their pretty faces, and ran out without saying a word.
"What's up?"
Wang Chen looked calm, but he was very unhappy in his heart. Disturbing people while they were eating was like waking them up, the consequences would be serious!
This table of dishes in particular was unexpectedly delicious.
He had been observing Zhu Kun as he pretended to climb on the beam for a long time. If a bit of dust had fallen and contaminated the dishes, he would have killed him with a single blow of his sword.
"We have no ill intentions. We are not in a life-and-death fight with Brother Ji. You can rest assured about that." Mu Qing's words were quite infectious and it was obvious that he was very confident in his eloquence.
" I know what you are here for." Wang Chen nodded slightly.
"You are a smart man, so you naturally know why we are here." Mu Qing smiled.
"You are here to eat for free, right? Don't be polite, just eat until you are full." Wang Chen sat firmly on the wooden chair, pointed at the leftover soup on the table, and greeted them.
"I have never heard of the Four Directions Sect or the Eight Desolations Sect, but that doesn't stop me from hearing the aura of poverty from the names of these sects."
"You have few spirit stones, and you usually lack clothes and food. You also have to pretend . How difficult is it for you cultivators?"
"We're not here to eat for free!" Mu Qing's smile froze and his tone became harsher.
"I understand. Seeing that the three of you are acting so noble, you must be people with integrity. You won't accept food given out of pity. Didn't I say, 'Please give me food'?"
"Hey! Come and eat this meal with dignity." Wang Chen said, his head lazily leaning on the back of the exquisitely designed chair and looking up at the sky.
"Enough! If you don't hand over the Six Paths Sword, you will die!" Mu Qing could no longer bear it. The smile on his face flew away like a flying sword, leaving only a gloomy face.
At the same time, three soft sounds were heard, and Mu Qing, Zuo Fengbo and Zhu Kun attacked at the same time.
As soon as the three of them moved their true power, they only felt a flash of golden light before their eyes, and then the light shot out like a substance.
Boom boom boom!
Several transparent holes suddenly appeared in this wooden restaurant.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that Mu Qing could hear the sound of sweat dripping from his forehead.
He leaned forward slightly, maintaining a step-forward posture, holding a long sword with a green glow in his hand.
The sword has been unsheathed, this is a sword move that he is proud of.
This technique can only be used after practicing the inheritance of the Sifang Sect. When in close combat, the sword can be drawn as fast as lightning.
However, at this moment he didn't dare to move at all.
Just now, two sword energies flew past his ears at a speed so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. The sound of the sword energies rubbing against the air sounded like thunder in his ears!
If the opponent is determined, the sword energy will not penetrate the luxurious golden nanmu, but his handsome head.
Zuo Fengbo and Zhu Kun were also under the same spell of immobilization.
"Have you achieved Nirvana?" Zuo Fengbo's speed was not as fast as Mu Qing's. His hand was even still on the hilt of the sword, and he didn't have time to draw the sword. However, he had already condensed his Qi to perfection and had initially reached the realm of Nirvana. At this moment, he recognized Wang Chen's cultivation level and was shocked.
It is well known in the cultivation world that Ji Ba's cultivation level was the sixth level of Qi Condensation before he disappeared. According to common sense, in three years, no matter how talented he was, he could only reach the eighth level of Qi Condensation at most. But at this moment, he had already achieved Nirvana.
"Damn, these crap intelligence sects!" Zhu Kun stretched out a pair of leather-gloved hands from his black cloak, each holding a fat, shiny red poisonous insect. The insect struggled in his hands, and half of its fat, transparent body was suspended in the air and swayed left and right, forming a sharp contrast with Zhu Kun who was dumbfounded. It looked weird and funny. He didn't dare to move at all, and could only curse in his heart.
The air suddenly became quiet.
After a long while, Mu Qing slowly withdrew his hand and laughed dryly, "It seems that Brother Ji doesn't agree with my proposal. It doesn't matter, we are just talking. I am very satisfied to be able to see Brother Ji's demeanor and the sharpness of the Six Paths Sword in person today."
"Since Brother Ji disagrees, we won't disturb your meal."
Mu Qing even used honorifics and turned around cautiously, only to feel cold sweat on his back, which was chilled by the wind.
"I said you guys can go?"
The plain voice made the three of them stop in their tracks as if they had been electrocuted.
