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Chapter 1 Cold Mist Town

Dangyang Realm, there is a cold fog in the important city.

This place has always been the most noisy place in the Dangyang world, with a peaceful scene. On the street, all kinds of colorful lights flashed, and hawking sounds came one after another:

"The fifth-grade cave heaven and blessed land, with a glance of the spiritual spring, an area of ​​500 square meters, a fifth-grade crystal stone priced at 2 million yuan, a tear-like sale, the opportunity must not be missed, no more mistakes will come!"

"This store sells all kinds of high-end elixirs, thousands of years old stores, quality assurance! Please feel free to buy it!"

"This store sells various spirit beasts, which are easy to raise, please feel free to buy!"

At the corner of the street, a majestic pavilion rose from the ground. A bronze bell hung bell next to the eaves of the five-colored building. The bell sound was light and a gentle sound that made people feel indescribable:

"A thousand-year-old restaurant, all the food is second-grade spiritual valley, and there are also fourth-grade spiritual beasts for you to enjoy. All the dishes in this restaurant are personally taken by the fifth-grade spiritual chef. It is absolutely worth it! Absolutely worth it!"

The sound is vast, although it sounds over and over again, but because of the use of [Qingyin Mantra], it sounds so pleasant and I will never get tired of listening to it for a long time.

By the window on the first floor, a man with a fierce face and a beard was sitting there alone, pushing empty plates and plates in front of him, but he was eating and drinking without caring about the eyes of others.

After a long time, all the plates in front of him were cleaned, and then he raised his head with satisfaction.

"Uh~~"

A clear hiccup sounded and leapt out of his mouth. Obviously, the meal was extremely satisfied with him. He sat for a while before he stood up staggeringly.

When the waiter saw him get up, he wanted to shout and come to check the bill, but at this moment, a strange scene happened.

The big man took off his clothes one by one, until only his close-fitting shorts were left. This scene immediately made the store silence, and all the focus was on the big man.

After wrapping the clothes he took off, the man still walked to the door of the store and slowly took off his beard.

Everyone suddenly realized that the beard was fake. After he took off his clothes, his thin body could not be called a great man. He was clearly a fifteen or sixteen-year-old, undeveloped little kid.

The waiter's face was already covered in purple. Obviously, he recognized the person in front of him.

The little brat walked to the door of the store, raised his butt, slapped it twice, and said, "Waiter, pay."

At this time, the waiter had already rushed forward and kicked the little brat's butt accurately, kicking him out.

Then, two burly men surrounded the child, and the three of them kept punching and kicking each other, while slapping and cursing.

"I dare to come and beat you to death, who is a waste of food."

The onlookers found it funny at first, but later they saw that the child was covered in blood and was about to faint, but he was still holding his clothes tightly in his hand. Even the person watching was a little unbearable.

"Forget it, don't make a fortune."

At this time, two people flew out of the crowd. One of them was about forty years old, with a face as if it was a jade-like face. Although he was wearing a simple long gown, he looked extraordinary. The man behind him, holding a long sword in his hand, also looked heroic and extraordinary.

When the waiter saw the two of them appear, he stopped when he saw the child's appearance, but he still looked confused and kicked the child's butt twice before he walked away and said in disappointment.

"Today, Nagano's ancestor pleads for you, so I let you go. Next time I dare to come and eat it for free, I will peel you raw, stir-fry and stew it live."

"Ruoguang, please help this child up."

The man, known as Nagano's ancestor, nodded to Xiao Er and asked the man next to him to help the child up.

Ruoguang looked disgusted and didn't want to help the child. He just kicked it lightly with his feet twice and said,

"All the people who beat you are gone, get up quickly."

After hearing this, the child slowly moved his body. Then he turned over with great difficulty and sat up. His mouth was covered with blood. He looked at Nagano Ancestor and Ruoguang, and grinned,

"I didn't ask you to save me, so don't ask me for anything."

This sentence immediately made Ruoguang angry and took a step forward and shouted.

"Boy, if it weren't for the ancestor Cixin, you would have been dead now. You didn't even say thank you and even guessed randomly. What do you think of is something you deserve to be remembered by others?"

He wanted to continue talking, but was blocked by the ancestor Nagano. The ancestor Nagano looked at the child, took out a second-grade crystal from his sleeve, handed it over and said,

"You can buy some slaughter medicine for this second-grade crystal, and then stop making trouble in the future. This Shuiyunzhai is not where you should come."

After saying this, regardless of whether the child was suffering or not, the crystal fell on the ground beside the child. He and Ruoguang walked forward, leaving only the child’s two backs.

"Are you wrong? I'll come here as soon as I want to come here. Isn't it dead?" The child looked at the back of the ancestor Nagano and started speaking loudly. Then, his eyes looked at the second-grade crystal on the ground. He was about to pick it up, but found that his hands were faster than him and had already snatched it.

He looked closely and it turned out to be the waiter of Shuiyunzhai. After picking up the second-grade crystal, the waiter raised his leg and kicked him over to the ground, and said cursingly,

"Damn, I still want crystals, go home."

After the child was kicked, he seemed to be fed with chicken blood. He immediately fell on the ground, rolling and wailing.

"It's so broad daylight, someone actually robbed my crystal. It's unreasonable~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He cried for a long time, but no one paid attention to him.

Someone around him said in a low voice,

"Then Nagano Ancestor is worthy of being a cultivator of the Golden Elixir Stage. Judging from his extraordinary demeanor and such love, he has a deep cultivation."

"Who is this kid? He even ate Shuiyunzhai after eating vain. He really doesn't want to live anymore. You know, you need at least ten second-grade crystals for a meal here."

"Don't you recognize him? This kid is called Zhang Chong. It's not the first time he's here. It's the second time I saw him here. Alas, I want to go in and eat it once, but it's a pity that my bones are not that cheap and I can't stand being beaten."

Zhang Chong heard someone talking about him, so he grinned and smiled at the people.

"This is my fifth time eating at Shuiyunzhai. I'm envious, jealous, and hate~~"

After saying this, he stood up staggeringly, swung the package in his clothes behind him, and walked forward.

"I swayed and walked forward with great strides~~" Zhang Chong, who was humming a song, walked forward. The way he walked was covered in blood and shocking.

Zhang Chong's home is a ruined thatched house in a wasteland outside Lengwu Town. If it is not airtight on all sides, it can be called a house.

It took four hours for Zhang Chong to complete the road that usually takes only half an hour. After he arrived at the thatched house, he pushed open the door and said,

"I'm back~~"

However, there was no one in the room, and Zhang Chong obviously said this casually. He rushed to the bed, stepped on his feet, and collapsed on the bed like a dead pig, and fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he suddenly saw the appearance of a fairy in white. He looked at him in a beautiful face, but with a look of sorrow.

The eyes gave him a feeling of intoxication, but after only a moment, the colorful clouds shone brightly on his eyes, a burning and painful feeling, while the fairy in white flew farther and farther away until the end, only a faint white spot of light was left.

At this time, the colorful glow suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the surrounding area fell into a dead darkness. The darkness made him feel completely powerless.

In the boundless darkness, the white spot of light was getting closer and closer to him again, making him see more and more clearly.

It was a tear, crystal clear, and the soft jade was warm. In this way, it slowly dripped down, as if it was dripping into his heart.

And while he was savoring the coldness, he felt an inexplicable feeling of heartache.

"Huh, Huh~~~~"

Zhang Chong suddenly sat up and gasped. This dream was very familiar to him, but every time it made him sweat profusely.

He adjusted his breathing evenly before looking at his body. What's strange is that all the scars that were beaten before going to bed disappeared, and all the places were as intact as before, and everything seemed to have never happened.

Zhang Chong looked indifferent to all this. Obviously, he had long been used to it. It was precisely because he discovered that no matter how much injury he suffered, he would heal himself without medicine. He had the courage to go to Shuiyunzhai to eat for free. However, the only bad negative effect was that after he was injured, he would have the same nightmare.

Zhang Chong looked at the sky outside the room. At this time, the airy thatched house showed his advantage, that is, he could directly see the situation outside the room. It was already setting sun and it was almost evening.

"Go out to hunt while you are in good health." After Zhang Chong said this, he quickly turned over and jumped out of the bed.
Chapter completed!
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