Upon hearing this news, Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time.

A few days later, the group arrived at Fengyang City.

Fengyang City is a county town, under the jurisdiction of Fengcheng Mansion. It is much smaller than the county towns elsewhere, but it is already a very lively and prosperous place in the canyon.

Standing on the cliff and looking at the lights of the county town in the distance, everyone decided to rest here for a night and wait for the morning to enter the city again.

Thinking that Nan Ke's identity was a little sensitive, Chen Changsheng sent her to Zhouyuan.

She has now completely forgotten what happened in Zhouyuan back then, but she likes the environment inside and does not show any resistance.

At that time, Tang Sanshiliu had never entered Zhouyuan because of watching the stele in the Tianshuling. He was a little curious and asked Chen Changsheng to send him in to play.

But not long after entering, he came out.

He thought Zhouyuan was boring, and the reasons were the same as Nanke thought Zhouyuan was very good.

There is no one in Zhouyuan, only countless monsters.

Nanke instinctively felt relaxed, and this would only make Tang Sanshiliu feel bored.

Somewhat surprised Chen Changsheng was that Cheshui also asked him to send himself to Zhouyuan.

He sat quietly on the grassland for a while, and after coming out, he said to Chen Changsheng that this grassland is boring now, and the sun will set.

The ban on the Sunset Grassland has been broken, and the level of monsters living in Zhouyuan is constantly improving.

Chen Changsheng knew that the clipping thought it was not because of these reasons, nor because the sun would set, but because the girl who had watched the sun with him in the past was no longer there.

At five o'clock in the morning, Chen Changsheng was calm and opened his eyes to look at the Xiajiang under the cliff, feeling a little regretful.

For a whole night, he used his spiritual sense to spread across the canyon, trying to find traces of Huisu, but found nothing.

The climate in the canyon is much warmer than the plains outside the mountain, and the temperature in Fengyang County is much higher than that in Wenshui City. Even in the middle of winter, there is still no snow, and even wearing a cotton jacket, it feels a little hot. Just like the extremely thick iron chains on the river, it is shining by the sun, and there is no iron cold at all, but it makes people feel very hot.

Fengyang County City rose from the mountain and walked into the city from the cliff. All the tea trees were seen along the way, and it was obvious! It was only after they came out that those tea trees were picked.

Looking at Chen Changsheng and others' puzzled expressions, Hu Sanshier explained: "Wild tea is abundant here, and this batch of wild tea in winter tastes the best. In the past ten years, Fengyang wild tea has become more and more famous, and winter wild tea has become a precious thing. Tea parties are held at this time of year. The prefect and the bishop are personally attending the meeting, and countless tea merchants gather here."

It was still early in the morning, and Fengyang County was already extremely lively. On both sides of the right path leading from the river to Qibao Village above the county town, dozens of tea shops were opened. The shouts and greetings were endless. You could even smell the simple fragrance of tea floating everywhere on the stone steps with the morning breeze.

Under the leadership of Hu Sanshier, Chen Changsheng and others went to visit Qibao Village first, and then went to the riverside to see the famous white dragon carving stone. When the sun was getting stronger, they sat down in a relatively quiet teahouse near the ferry, took a rest, and waited for new news to be rewarded.

Qibao Village is like a reduced-formed county town, with seven floors rising from the mountain, which is not surprising. Moreover, the three floors above were sealed because of the preparation of the tea party. This year, it coincided with the winter flood, and most of the white dragon carving stones were flooded in the river. Tang Sanshiliu was a little unhappy, and he didn't feel a little happy until he drank the tea.

"I didn't expect this tea to be really good." He raised the tea cup in his hand and looked at it, a little surprised.

The wild tea in the cup is steaming, and the tea aroma is strong but not greasy, as if there is some wild interest hidden in it.

"When talking about tea tasting, people in the world often think of King Sun of Liang, but Xiao Zhang looked down on King Sun of Liang the most, thinking that he was burdened by his reputation and had already lost his true interest. Some people who were good at talking about this matter were specifically asked King Sun of Liang. Liang said with a smile, "I don't accept him when fighting, but I have to accept him when talking about tea."

Hu Sanshier said: "At this point, people in the world know that Xiao Zhang is also a tea lover. Moreover, he has never liked those famous teas. He only likes to find wild tea in the mountains and forests and in the shabby villages. The reason why wild tea in Fengyang City is famous is entirely due to Xiao Zhang's publicity over the years."

When drinking tea, if there is no snack, it will be interesting to talk about it. This is how to tell the tea. The 32nd person in the national religion is the most knowledgeable and interesting person, so he will not miss such good questions.

"I don't know who is stronger than King Sun of Liang or Xiao Zhang," Chen Changsheng asked.

Everyone knows that now is the time when wild flowers bloom in the world of cultivation, and this era was started by people like Wang Po, Xiao Zhang, Liang Wangsun, Xun Mei and the second master of the Tang family.

Among this generation of romantic figures, Wang Po is undoubtedly the strongest one, but he is also a very amazing figure in painting Jia Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun.

In Xunyang City, Chen Changsheng met Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun once. Later, the day when he killed Zhou Tong, he met Xiao Zhang again.

That day, the wind and snow were everywhere. He rushed in and out of the Qing Lisi yamen. Wang Po broke his arm on the snow river, broke the sacred realm, cut off the iron tree under the knife, and was finally rescued by Xiao Zhang.

No one can understand why Xiao Zhang did this.

If the goal that King Sun of Liang pursued in this life is very clear and the whole continent knows, then what exactly is Xiao Zhang pursuing?

"Xiao Zhang is better than Liang Wangsun."

The person who answered this question was Zhexiu. The basis for his words was of course not the ranking on the Xiaoyao list.

"What he pursued throughout his life was to be the strongest, with clearer goals and simpler methods, so it was relatively more terrifying."

What is the martial arts that Xiao Zhang pursued? It is not Zhou Dufu's way of killing, nor is it Wang Po's straight way, his way is to fight.

Whether he can fight or not, he has to fight. The more he can't beat, the stronger his fighting spirit is, so many people think of him as a lunatic.

Over the past decades, he has fought with Wang Po countless times, never winning once, but he has never been convinced and lost.

Now Wang Po is already a strong man in the sacred realm. The strength gap between the two sides is many times larger than in previous years, but I believe Xiao Zhang will still not give up.

From this perspective, Wang Po said nothing wrong on Xuejie. The second master of the Tang family is much worse than Xiao Zhang, Xun Mei and others.
Chapter completed!