Zhutian Avenue

The vast sound waves flowed in all directions, the swamp was rough, and a fierce beast drifted with the waves, making a terrifying howl.

It was a deep horror branded deep in the blood.

Even if it is a beast that has become a monster, there is no thought of struggling in the face of such terror deterrence.

Boom!

Boom!

The mountains in the swamp tremble.

The huge fierce beast that had settled under the swamp was struggling to escape.

.......

The country will have evil spirits, and the world will die, what should we do?

On the way, An Qisheng kept thinking about this problem.

In that glorious glance, he saw a lot of things, much more deeply than he felt when he came to the dream.

This large world, like a star captured by a black hole, is caught in the horror of imminent destruction.

In such a big horror, he was not surprised at what happened.

"This world ..."

An Qisheng thought a thousand thoughts into a sigh.

Flew away into the wind immediately.

.......

The territory of Daqing is very vast. There are one hundred big states and six hundred small states in the world.

Such a vast territory, its system is naturally different from the dynasty of Jiufujie.

The Daqing dynasty, which is similar to the sub-enclosure, is like some tribal alliances in the ancient Xuanxing, and it is not a real unified dynasty.

Many of these big and small states are simply countries within a country.

There are many years that are even older than Daqing, but they only respect Daqing in name.

Zhangzhou is such a place.

Walked into Zhangzhou, but was separated from Danzhou by one state, but the customs and customs had already come to another country.

Is different from other states, and the accent is very different.

Walking on the streets of Zhangzhou Fucheng, listening to the peddling of the peddlers and looking at the pedestrians, An Qisheng calmed down slowly.

Measured the earth all the way, or slashed the demon, or dispelled the demon, he could not calm in his heart.

The end of the world.

The four words represent hundreds of millions of creatures, damn, not damn, and they will die on that day.

But at this time, he figured it out.

No matter what dilemma this Fang Dajie is facing, it is not that he can intervene at this time.

嗷 呜 ~

Shoulder, yellow dog roared low.

"Well, after walking all the way for a few months, it is time to eat some good sacrifices and sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple."

An Qisheng nodded at the urging of the yellow dog.

He took a deep breath, and the fireworks of the whole city had flowed through his mouth and nose, and when he breathed out, he knew which of the cities had the best cooking and which had the most delicious wine.

In the moment, walked slowly along the street.

Song species achievements, after the three flowers gather, every cell of him is filled with a magnetic field, and the power of the world is used for the purpose of use, and almost no cereal grains are needed.

However, there is also an appetite, which is a big desire for man, and he did not want to cut the appetite.

If you do n’t have to eat, you do n’t have to eat, and some will naturally eat the best.

Alive, is it just for cultivation?

Walked through three long streets, passed seventeen or eight pubs, and then turned around and walked into a rather remote alley.

At the end of the alley, there is already an aroma.

This alley is very remote, but there are a lot of people. In the alley that is more than twenty feet long, people are crowded.

Seems to be lining up.

"Master, there are too many people! How about changing to a family?"

The yellow dog took a sip of water and suggested.

"There is nothing left and right, and it's no big deal to wait for the first class."

An Qisheng smiled and didn't care.

"How did this Dao Ye know this Fireworks Lane?"

Xu is waiting for boredom. Lined up in front, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe had a conversation with An Qisheng.

"Xiang Piao Li, came here with a smell."

An Qisheng tells the truth.

The scribes rolled his eyes and shook his head:

"Xiangpiao Shili is a big talk, but the food and beverage in this fireworks lane is indeed a unique place in the world. Do not say that Zhangzhou is the entire Daqing, and there are few that can match it. This is still more. Imperial Room."

This scribe is quite talkative, and he talked a lot about it.

Although this firework lane is inconspicuous, it is already an old shop that has been open for decades, and it is quite famous among the large households in Zhangzhou.

Is that the city lord has come here to eat.

It ’s just that this shop owner is quite weird and does n’t allow anyone to take it away, and can only finish eating in the shop, which is not famous.

Has also been noticed by others, but it has been settled silently.

"The city owner had thought of soliciting him, but was rejected ..."

Said the scribe, the people in front of the line had sighed and dispersed.

"Go! Run again in vain."

The scribe also shook his head and was quite regretful: "I just forgot to say, Master Tao, you don't know. The owner of Fireworks Lane makes a few dishes a day. It seems that he is in a bad mood today. Don't do it. "

He shook his head, the others already sighed.

It's just that, although it's quite regrettable, no one is making trouble, so honestly it spreads out.

If the owner of this shop is not very powerful, or someone has suffered a loss.

"Brother Lu is not busy walking."

An Qisheng stopped the scribe.

During the conversation, he knew that this person was a late talent in Zhangzhou Prefecture, named Lu Wencai. Looking at the young man, he was already fifty years old, and he could cultivate both internally and externally.

It is not a problem to beat 100 ordinary people.

"Do you have anything to do?"

Lu Wencai gave An Qisheng a curious look.

Because of his personal experience, he naturally has a good opinion of Taoism.

"Come here, naturally drink a few glasses and go."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

"Doctor know the owner?"

Lu Wen was a little surprised.

Apart from practicing martial arts in his life, he likes this tongue-in-mouth desire. After eating the food and drink in this fireworks lane, he wants to stop. Whenever he has free time, he must come here to eat once.

"Can't you eat if you don't recognize it?"

An Qisheng paced towards the alley.

Lu Wencai originally wanted to stop him. After thinking about it, he didn't shoot, but followed.

The owner of this firework lane is quite grumpy and has a very high-handed way. Anyone who has persecuted before has been interrupted by his hands and feet.

It's just that this white-robed princess doesn't look like an ordinary person, at least it should not be a reckless person.

So, he naturally wants to follow up.

Pyrotechnics Lane, the shop is as its name suggests.

Walked into the door of the store, followed by an alley.

The alley is very small, it can accommodate at most four or five tables of guests, and it can't accommodate any more. At this time, there are no more guests in the alley.

Heard footsteps and said without looking up:

"There is a guest tonight, no outsiders will be accepted, this guest official should find another house!"

"Why should the shop owner refuse to be outside the door? We waited for a long time, just want to try the shop owner's craft."

Lu Wencai arched his hand:

"It is not dark at this time, I will leave after I have eaten without delay."

"Speaking of not receiving, it means not receiving!"

The old man still didn't look back, and set the table and chairs, his tone was already a little impatient:

"Dare you dare to force the cook? The old man is in a bad mood. Do you dare to eat a table?"

Lu Wencai suddenly stopped talking.

This master, after being really impatient, was forced to make a table, which caused the table to have diarrhea for half a month and almost died.

An Qisheng looked interesting, and just inserted a sentence:

"Don't you dare?"

"Ok?"

The old man suddenly looked up, with a look of surprise in his slightly cloudy eyes:

"you......."

Until this sound sounded, he just thought that a person had come in.

Where do you know it turned out to be two people and a dog!

This is an incredible thing for him.

An Qisheng stepped into the tavern:

"how is it?"

The old man didn't dare to compliment. He had a pointed mouth, thin cheeks, two moustache, and a mouse became a fine man. His eyes were muddy and dull.

"Since the guest official is not afraid, the old guy is naturally not afraid!"

The old man threw the rag from the table on his shoulder and walked towards the kitchen.

"sit down?"

An Qisheng randomly found a table and sat down before looking at Lu Wencai:

"Can't you dare?"

Lu Wencai was stunned, and then laughed:

"The Daoist is not afraid, Lu Mou is naturally not afraid!"

Said, he also sat down next to An Qisheng.

Huh ~

The yellow dog also jumped down, squatted in another chair, and quietly waited for dinner.

Actually made Lu Wen a little surprised. He didn't know what he remembered, and his attitude was more respectful:

"Doctor, dare to ask you, but are you spiritual practitioners?"

"Who is the world, who is not a practitioner?"

Anqi business gave him a glance:

"Eating is spiritual practice ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Practicing martial arts is spiritual practice, and every action is spiritual practice."

"Abruptly."

Lu Wen only shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he was sure of his thoughts.

No longer asks, and introduces to An Qisheng:

"The food and beverage in this fireworks lane is quite good, but the ingredients are very ordinary, and the mountain treasures are not available. They are all ingredients that ordinary people eat ..."

"The ancients have already spread the best-tasting ingredients to the world, game, but unseen common ingredients are delicious."

Said, An Qisheng looked at the old man who came up with the food:

"Is this pig killer dish more delicious than a bat stew?"

The old man was walking on his own, and he heard the word ‘bat’. His body suddenly stiffened. Although it was only a moment, the two of them and the dog were aware of it.

An Qisheng looked as usual. The yellow dog licked his paw and looked at the food tray, Lu Wencai frowned, wondering what to think.

"Guest, your food."

The old man said a little hoarsely, and placed the food on the table.

Lu Wen only looked carefully. A thick layer of black hair had appeared on his palms. When he looked up, he saw that the old cook had black hair on his face, and the shadow behind him stretched like a pair of wings. Spread out.

Bat spirit!

Lu Wencai was thrilled and was about to get up, suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and then sat down again.

He turned his head stiffly,

Saw in the void, a shriveled palm stretched out and patted on his shoulder.

Then, an old Taoist man with white hair emerged from the void a little bit.