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Chapter 544: A Hundred Years of Time

Even Kong Xuan did not notice Dongfang Yao's arrival, let alone these mortals.

A golden light flashed in his eyes. Dongfang Yao discovered that the Tang Dynasty, the place with the most prosperous human race, was vaguely formed under the palace, but it was much smaller than the one he absorbed last time.

After taking a look, Dongfang Yao took a step away and left Chang'an City.

He didn't want to move this lucky golden dragon. That little lucky amount was tasteless for him, and it was a pity to abandon it. It would be better to leave it to the King of Tang to suppress the human race's luck.

Walking in a small county town.

Suddenly, Dongfang Yao watched an old man giving a lecture, and many disciples were listening carefully behind him.

"Is this Shennong's clone?" Dongfang Yao saw the origin of the old man at a glance.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, Dongfang Yao took a look and went in and walked forward.

Over the years, he has seen the clone of the Human Emperor Xuanyuan, taught the human monks, and saw Fuxi's deity in Chang'an City, and was educating the world.

In this small county, Dongfang Yao saw Shennong's clone.

Every continent is too big. Even if the three emperors of the human race use their clones to educate the world, it is not so easy to meet.

Moreover, the so-called teaching of people in the world is to teach them the methods of cultivation, the foundation of self-esteem, and the way of being a human being. All of this takes time, and it cannot be finished in just a few sentences.

Dongfang Yao gave countless cultivation techniques, pills, treasures, etc. to the Three Emperors of the Human Race. Even if the Three Emperors of the Human Race have to think twice before doing it even if they give it to them.

After all, not everyone is born a good person, and there are still a large number of people with bad intentions.

If the treasure can be rewarded to people casually, then the three emperors of the human race are not worthy of being the guardian of the human race.

Nanzhanbu Continent, Maple Leaf City.

Maple Leaf City is a central city east of Nanzhanbu Continent. It is far from the Tang Dynasty, but its folk customs are very simple.

Since when, a century-old restaurant appeared in Maple Leaf City.

The owner of the restaurant is a handsome young man with an extraordinary temperament. He treats people very gentlely. There are several extremely beautiful women in the restaurant, like the proprietress, but they rarely show up.

"The autumn in Maple Leaf City is so beautiful. The maple leaves are like a fairyland on earth. This is a rare sight in the Southern Continent."

On the third floor of the restaurant, a young man in white was holding a jade brush with rice paper on his desk painting.

The scenery outside the window is not very beautiful, but it is more beautiful than it is.

Although autumn is a solemn season, there is no coolness in Maple Leaf City, a place that is spring-like.

Maple Leaf City is a good place. It is obviously different from the spring-like appearance of Chang'an City, the Tang Dynasty. People here are close to the sea, and most of them make a living by fishing and farming, but they all plant rice.

Dongfang Yao has lived in Maple Leaf City for more than 70 years.

In the past few years, in the tenth year of his hiking, he met Fairy Zixia who came from the Heavenly Court and her sisters.

The seven fairies were entangled with Dongfang Yao. Except for Zixia and her elder sister, the fairy in red, the rest of them were entangled with Dongfang Yao and wanted to play with Dongfang Yao.

In the end, Dongfang Yao could not resist the good intentions of the fairies, so he took them to walk.

In the next ten years, they walked through the desert, the grassland, the ten thousand years of glaciers, and countless scenic spots and historical sites.

They have seen the spring grass of Huafengzi Kingdom, appreciated the customs of the Western Regions, picked spring flowers, and played with winter snow.

Over the years, Dongfang Yao has been extremely relaxed physically and mentally, and with the company of seven beauties, he seems to have returned to the time when he was having a chat with the seven fairies during the Green Bamboo Forest in the Heavenly Court.

The ones who are most enthusiastic about Dongfang Yao are naturally Fairy Zixia and the eldest sister Fairy in Red. The other five fairies all have different admiration for Dongfang Yao because of various things.

But Dongfang Yao did not reveal it, and the group traveled together like good friends.

Finally, they came to Maple Leaf City east of Nanzhanbu Continent and opened a restaurant called "Buxianxian".

The Seven Fairies seem to like the delicious food in the mortal world. Although the Wutian Palace is as colorful as it is, they just like to eat it. After the restaurant was established, Dongfang Yao invited several top imperial chefs.

These imperial chefs are the best imperial chefs in the Tang Dynasty. They rarely cook in restaurants. They basically cook for ten days and eight days. Dongfang Yao and others wanted to satisfy their cravings and cooked a table of good dishes. This restaurant rarely picked up customers.

After a while, in the past few decades, the Buxianxian Restaurant has become a mysterious and famous restaurant.

"The scenery in early autumn is the best, and it will not be so beautiful in a few days." Dongfang Yao stood in front of the window on the third floor, and his brush was painting with dragons and phoenixes, as if it was natural, reducing the beautiful scenery across the street to a piece of paper.

If you watch carefully, even if you enlarge ten thousand times, you can see the patterns in a leaf clearly.

"Master Dong, your painting is so beautiful. Just sell it to the old man with ten taels of gold?" An old man with a white beard walked up to him with a pot of wine.

"No!" Dongfang Yao shook his head and glanced at the old man, "Old Zhang, don't bargain. You don't know my rules. A painting of 100 taels of gold is a lot. How many times have you bargained?"

"Hey, I said, Master Dong, aren't you only half of the drawings now? Isn't it okay if I just bought half?" The old man frowned and said, "I've been drinking in your restaurant for decades, so you can sell it to me."

"Besides, Master Dong, you are a businessman, you can't be so rigid! Even the famous works in the palace are not as popular as you do?"

This old man is also a true immortal cultivator. He is the county magistrate of Maple Leaf City. Dongfang Yao lives in seclusion here with the pseudonym "Dong". He can see that Dongfang Yao has extremely extraordinary features in his paintings. If he can buy a pair to comprehend it, it is an excellent way to help him practice.

Nowadays, ordinary people are extremely powerful. One hundred taels of gold is enough to hire ten immortal guards, and Lao Zhang's annual salary is only thirty taels of gold.

"Well, I don't care. Anyway, my drawings are clearly marked with price. I won't sell a penny more or a penny less. Lao Zhang, if you want to buy, don't break the rules." Dongfang Yao glanced at the old man with a smile on his lips.

Dongfang Yao was also familiar with this old man. He knew that the old man had seen the mystery in his painting. Although he had incarnated his breath and looked no different from a mortal, his painting contained a trace of "Tao". As long as a monk looked closely, he could find the mystery in it.

This painting is just a means used by Dongfang Yao to pass the time in recent years, and he can quietly realize the truth when painting.

Over the past century, Dongfang Yao’s Chaos Pearl has broken through the twenty-level ban.
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