The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 398 The Goddess Statue that Disappeared in the Great Way of the Heavens Chapter 398 The cook in the alley made a mighty sound wave flowing in all directions, the waves on the swamp were turbulent, and vicious beasts drifted along with the current, howling in terror.

It was the deep terror branded deep in the bloodline.

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

boom!

boom!

The mountains trembled in the swamp.

The huge beast that had settled in the swamp was struggling, trying to get out of trouble.

When the country is about to die, there must be evil spirits, and when the world is about to die, what should I do?

On the way, An Qisheng has been thinking about this issue in his heart.

In that startling glance, he saw a lot of things, which were much deeper than what he felt when he came into a dream.

This big world, like a star captured by a black hole, fell into the terror of imminent extinction.

At such a time of great terror, he is not surprised what happens.

"This world"

An Qisheng pondered all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and turned into a sigh.

It melts into the wind and drifts away

The territory of Daqing is very vast. There are 120 large states and 600 small states in the world. Large ones such as Liangzhou have a radius of more than 100,000 miles, and small states also have tens of thousands of miles.

Such a vast territory, its system is naturally different from the dynasties in the long-floating world.

The Daqing Dynasty, which is similar to the feudal system, is also like some tribal alliances in the ancient times of Xuanxing, and it is not a real unified dynasty.

Many of the big states and small states are basically a country within a country.

There are many times even older than Daqing, but only honoring Daqing in name.

Zhangzhou is such a place.

Walking into Zhangzhou, it is only one state apart from Danzhou, but the customs and customs seem to have come to another country.

The writing is a bit different from other states, and the accent is even more different.

Walking on the streets of Zhangzhou Fucheng, listening to the hawkers in his ears and watching the pedestrians passing by, An Qisheng's heart slowly calmed down.

Measuring the earth all the way, or slaying demons, or exterminating demons, he could never calm down in his heart.

Doomsday.

The four characters represent hundreds of millions of souls, those who deserve to die, those who shouldn't die, and they will all die when they get it.

But this time, he figured it out.

No matter what kind of predicament Fang Dajie is facing, it is not something he can intervene at this time.

oooo~

Shoulder, the yellow dog growled lowly.

"Well, after a few months of walking along the way, it's time to eat some good offerings to the temple."

An Qisheng nodded as he listened to the yellow dog's urging.

He took a deep breath, the fireworks all over the city had already flowed through his nose and mouth, and when he breathed out, he already knew which restaurant in the city had the best food and which restaurant had the most mellow drinks.

At the moment, I walked slowly along the street.

After the achievement of Qi Seeds, after the three flowers gather on the top, every cell of his is filled with a magnetic field, absorbing the power of heaven and earth, and almost no need for whole grains.

However, the nature of food and **** is also a man's great desire, and he has no idea of ​​cutting off his appetite.

If you don’t have to eat, don’t eat, and if you have something to eat, you must eat the best.

How can people live only for cultivation?

After walking through three long streets, passing by seventeen or eight taverns, and turning around again and again, I walked into a rather remote alley.

At the end of the alley, there is already a scent.

This alley is very remote, but there are quite a lot of people. The alley that is about 20 feet wide and more than 20 feet long is crowded with people.

All seem to be lining up.

"Master, there are too many people! Why don't you change to another family?"

The yellow dog took a sip of saliva and suggested.

"There is nothing left or right, and it's no big deal to wait."

An Qisheng smiled and didn't care.

"How did this Taoist know about this Fireworks Lane?"

Xu Shi was bored waiting, and in front of the queue, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe started a conversation with An Qisheng.

"The fragrance is ten miles away, and it comes when you smell it."

An Qisheng told the truth.

The scribe rolled his eyes and shook his head:

"Xiangpiao Shili is a big talk, but the wine and food in this fireworks lane is indeed the best in the world, not to mention Zhangzhou, even the entire Daqing, there are not many comparable, this is still more to say, including Qingducheng, Imperial Room."

This scribe was quite talkative and talked a lot.

Although this Fireworks Lane is inconspicuous, it is an old shop that has been open for decades, and it is quite famous among the big families in Zhangzhou.

Even the city owner once came here to eat.

It's just that the owner of the shop is rather eccentric, and he doesn't allow anyone to take it away. He can only eat it in the shop, which is not famous.

Someone has also hit his attention, but they have been settled silently.

"The city owner wanted to recruit him, but he was rejected."

As the scribe said that, the people in the line in front had already sighed and dispersed.

"Yes! Another trip for nothing."

The scribe also shook his head, quite regretful: "I forgot to say just now that you don't know anything about Daoist Master. How many dishes this Fireworks Lane master cooks every day depends on his mood. It seems that he is in a bad mood today. Don't do it."

He shook his head, the others were already sighing.

It's just, although they are quite regretful, no one makes trouble, and they just dispersed.

If it wasn't for the owner of this shop being very powerful, there would be someone who suffered a loss.

"Brother Lu is not busy leaving."

An Qisheng stopped the scribe.

During the conversation, he knew that this person was a low-ranking scholar in Zhangzhou Prefecture, named Lu Wencai. He looked young, but he was already fifty years old. He trained both inside and outside.

It's not a problem to hit ordinary people a hundred or ten times.

"Is something wrong with the Daoist?"

Lu Wencai glanced at An Qisheng curiously.

Because of personal experience, he naturally has a good impression of Taoist priests.

"Come here, naturally I have to drink a few drinks before leaving."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

"Does the Taoist know the owner of this shop?"

Lu Wen was a little surprised.

In his life, apart from practising literature and martial arts, he likes the desire to speak the most. After eating the wine and food in this fireworks lane, he can't stop, and he always comes here to eat once when he has free time.

"If you don't recognize it, can't you eat?"

An Qisheng paced towards the alley.

Lu Wencai wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he did not shoot, but followed.

The owner of this Fireworks Lane is quite irritable and has a very high means. He has interrupted the hands and feet of those who have persecuted before.

It's just that this Taoist priest in white doesn't look like an ordinary person, at least he shouldn't be a reckless person.

In this way, he naturally wants to follow up and take a look.

Fireworks Lane, the shop lives up to its name.

Walking into the store, there is also an alley behind.

The alley is very small, at most it can accommodate four or five tables of guests, but no more.

Hearing footsteps, he said without raising his head:

"There is a guest tonight, and we will not accept outsiders. This guest officer should find another home!"

"Why should the owner refuse to let people out? We waited for a long time, just want to taste the owner's craftsmanship."

Lu Wencai bowed his hands:

"It's not dark yet. I'll leave after I've eaten without delay."

"If you say you won't accept it, you won't accept it!"

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

"Cook, you dare to force it? The old man is in a bad mood. Do you dare to eat a table of dishes?"

Lu Wencai was at a loss for words.

This master, after being forced to be impatient, he just made a table of dishes, which made the people at that table have diarrhea for half a month, and almost died.

An Qisheng looked interesting, and interjected:

"Why don't you dare?"

"Ok?"

The old man suddenly raised his head, and there was a hint of surprise in his slightly cloudy eyes:

"you"

Until this voice sounded, he just thought that someone had come in.

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

For him, it was an incredible thing.

An Qisheng stepped into the tavern:

"how?"

The old man's appearance was rather unflattering, with a sharp mouth, thin cheeks, and a mustache.

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

The old man threw the rag that was wiping the table on his shoulders and walked towards the kitchen.

"sit down?"

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

"Don't you dare?"

Lu Wen was stunned for a moment, then laughed:

"The Taoist priest is not afraid, and Lu is naturally not afraid!"

With that said, he also sat down next to An Qisheng.

huh~

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

It made Lu Wencai a little suspicious. He didn't know what to think, and his attitude was a little more respectful:

"Daoist, dare to ask that you are a practitioner?"

"People in the world, who is not a cultivator?"

An Qi gave him a pointed look:

"Eating is cultivation, practicing martial arts is cultivation, and every move is cultivation."

"It's abrupt."

Lu Wencai shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he confirmed his thoughts.

Don't ask any more, and introduce to An Qisheng:

"The food and wine in this fireworks lane is quite good, but the ingredients are very common. There is no mountain and game, and they are all ingredients that ordinary people eat."

"The ancients have long spread the best-tasting ingredients to the world, game, but common ingredients have never been seen."

Saying that, An Qisheng looked at the old man who came with the wine and vegetables:

"Isn't this pig-killing dish much more delicious than stewed bats?"

The old man was walking on his own, and when he heard the word 'bat', his body suddenly froze. Although it was only for a moment, both the two and the dog noticed it.

An Qisheng looked as usual~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The yellow dog licked his paws and looked at the food tray, Lu Wencai frowned, wondering what he was thinking.

"Guest officer, your food and drink."

The old man said slightly hoarsely, and put the wine and food on the table.

Lu Wencai looked carefully. There was a layer of fine black hair on his palm. When he looked up, he saw that the old cook had black hair growing on his face, and the shadow behind him stretched, like a pair of wings. open.

Bat spirit!

Lu Wencai's heart was trembling, and he was about to get up when he suddenly felt his shoulders sink and sat down again.

He turned his head stiffly,

In the void, a shriveled palm stretched out and patted his shoulder.

Then, an old Taoist with white hair and beard emerged from the void little by little.