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Chapter 431: Coming to the Three Thousand Mountains Mountains Again

After leaving here far enough, Huang Fu found a river, then took out the makeup-removing water and wiped off the rouge on his face.

The monster in the river was walking towards Huang Fu with great momentum, and when it wanted to swallow him in one gulp, it was shocked by Huang Fu's aura.

The monsters in this river are only at the Golden Core level at the highest level, and most of the rest are very weak monsters.

After struggling for a while, Huang Hui scrubbed the rouge powder off his face.

Then he found another place, took off his clothes and put on another set.

Because his hair is slightly shorter, it gives him a different kind of handsome look.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Fu stamped his feet, took off into the air, looked for a direction, and flew towards the direction of the Three Thousand Mountains.

The so-called Demonic War Realm, Gusu Shang said it would be opened during this period, but she didn't know the specific time, so Huang Fu could only go and check it out first.

After spending a lot of time, Huang Hui finally arrived at the Three Thousand Mountains.

The Sanqian Mountains are rich in products and offer many opportunities.

If it weren't for the many opportunities here, his senior sister wouldn't have come here, let alone die here.

Looking at the familiar environment, Huang Fu was reminded again by Cai Lingxi's death.

The first place he came was in this teahouse outside the Sanqian Mountain Range.

"Shopkeeper, please bring two pots of spiritual tea."

Huang Hui spoke up.

Hearing this, the teahouse owner looked at Huang Huan, then realized what he was doing and nodded with a smile.

Huang Fu found a place to sit down.

And he checked around and took him with him. The teahouse was full.

Seeing so many people wearing different costumes, Huang Hui immediately guessed that it was because the Demonic War Realm in the Three Thousand Mountains was about to open.

However, it is possible that they came here for other opportunities, who knows for sure.

Seeing that Huang Fu moved skillfully and seemed to know the owner of the teahouse, many people looked at him and stared at him, scanning him up and down.

Huang Fu ignored it and just sat calmly.

After a while, the shopkeeper brought two pots of spiritual tea.

"Back again?"

When he presented two pots of spiritual tea to Huang Fu, Huang Fu motioned for the shopkeeper to sit down, as if he wanted to talk to him.

Huang Fu nodded and said: "There are a lot of guests today, and I feel like there will be more people coming later. Why don't you expand the teahouse?"

With that said, Huang Fu stood up and poured the shopkeeper a cup of spiritual tea.

The shopkeeper shook his head and said calmly: "It won't be of much use if we expand it. This is only temporary. Plus, with my old arms and legs, how can I manage such a big teahouse!"

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he raised his teacup and took a sip.

"Then why are there so many people today?"

Huang Fu looked puzzled. After finishing speaking, he took a sip of the spiritual tea.

"Isn't there a secret realm that is about to open every thousand years? It's just a normal phenomenon."

The shopkeeper spoke again, and then took another sip of the spirit tea.

"Senior, do you know that secret realm?"

Huang Huan asked again.

If he guessed correctly, this so-called secret realm should be the Demonic War Realm.

"I only know a little bit, but it can be considered a forbidden area, full of dangers, and I heard there is some black energy that can corrode the human body. I only know this much."

The shopkeeper took another sip of the spirit tea and smiled.

"That's it!"

Huang Fu nodded, and then the two of them began to drink the spirit tea and were silent for a while.

Not long after, Huang Fu's voice was heard again.

"Shopkeeper, why do you open a teahouse here?"

Huang Huan asked.

"Why? I don't know why. If I have to say it, maybe I'm just looking at something here."

Hearing Huang Fu ask this question seemed to bring back memories of the shopkeeper, and then he grinned and spoke.

After saying that, he was not polite and took one of the pots of spiritual tea away, put it on the counter in front of him and drank it.

Seeing the shopkeeper like this, Huang Fu just looked at it and said nothing more.

After a while, several more groups of people came in.

They all wanted to drink tea here, but seeing that all the tables in the teahouse were occupied, they were all rejected by the shopkeeper.

Unless someone wants to leave and make room, he will let them in.

"Demon War Realm, this name always feels a bit strange."

Huang Huan sipped the spirit tea and pondered secretly in his heart.

"Fellow Taoist, can you go in together? We recently got news that a secret realm is about to open."

A female monk came forward and seemed to want to strike up a conversation with Huang Hu.

The shopkeeper sitting behind the counter looked at him with a smile as if he was watching a good show.

Huang Fu poured himself another cup of spiritual tea, and then said: "Please come back, I have no idea of ​​forming a team for the time being."

Among the people watching at a table not far away, several male monks clenched their fists and stared coldly at Huang Fu.

Although Huang Huan's bone age was only over a hundred years old, she found that Huang Huan seemed to be exuding the aura of the first level of spiritual transformation, which gave the female monk an idea.

A man who is more than a hundred years old has reached the first level of god transformation. His talent can be imagined.

You know, sometimes even if you are in a state where spiritual stones are piled up, it will take at least a thousand years to achieve divine transformation.

You can imagine how talented Huang Hui is.

The bones of this female monk are very old, more than 6,000 years old.

In the world of immortal cultivation, age may not be important to the other party, but an old woman over 6,000 years old can be Huang Fu's ancestor from the first to the eighteenth generation. In addition, he has no good impression of this female monk.

If there is an exception, it will naturally be rejected.

Is she thinking that the old cow will eat tender grass and her teeth will be badly damaged?

"That's really a pity. After all, sister, I know countless different postures!"

After saying that, she cast a wink and left.

Huang Huan almost vomited, why should it be so disgusting?

She knows countless postures and knows how many people she has played with.

And this almost caused Huang Fu to get violent and kill her.

Lest she appear in front of him again in the future and make him feel disgusted.

"Okay, okay, I will make it up to you when the time comes. Why are you angry about this little brother? Sister, I just want to care for the 'children', and you will all be jealous."

When she returned to the table where she was, she seemed to see these 'fish'. No, it was the monk who was angry, and then he comforted her.

Hearing her assurance like this, several people's faces looked a little better.

Huang Fu could naturally hear their conversation.

If this wasn't the shopkeeper's teahouse, he would really have killed this woman.

Although she was a monk at the first level of returning to the void, and those male monks were all at the third level of returning to the void, it was not like he had never killed them.

Seeing that they seemed to be staying here for too long, Huang Fu felt inexplicably nauseated. After taking a few sips of the spiritual tea, he took the remaining half of the pot of spiritual tea to the shopkeeper's counter.


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