Mirror of the Sky

The three-storey restaurant is built of wood and stone, but a layer of shiny and crystal bamboo skin is embedded on the outer wall, which not only blocks the hot sun, but also makes the store a little cooler and more unique.

Zhang Huansheng walked among them, but under the greeting of the servant, he didn't stay on the first and second floors where the price was cheap, and he went straight to the third floor of the restaurant.

He found a round table close to the diamond window and sat down to watch the view. He didn't say anything, took out a few gold beads from his arms and put them on the table, smiled and repeated: "Hang these gold beads on the tent first, and then put them on the table. Here are a few good dishes, and a jar of wine."

A gold bead can be replaced by a hundred silver beads. In the top restaurant in Hanli City, it can be enough to open two wines for twenty people to have a meal and drink.

Seeing that Zhang Yuansheng was extremely wealthy and rich, the young servant in his twenties, wearing a light green coarse cloth trousers, with a shrewd face, the smile on his face became more respectful, and said diligently. : "I tell you that you know that our Lilong Tower has excellent river freshness, mountain delicacies, and all kinds of fine wines.

Among them, red boiled carp, oil-fired goat, raw and cut wild dolphin... are all well-known dishes, and we will serve you a jar of bamboo leaf green that has been in existence for 30 years, so that you can eat and eat comfortably and satisfied.

But no matter how much you eat, you can never use so many gold beads. "

"You are sincere and good at talking," Zhang Yuansheng laughed when he heard the words: "Well, I have a quirk, and I am most afraid of loneliness when I eat. After drinking and eating, you will chat with me for a while. , how about the rest of the money belongs to you?"

The servant was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise, "I would like to instruct you from the young master." He picked up the golden beads on the round table, turned around and walked downstairs excitedly.

After a while, the wine and vegetables will be ready, and there are eight dishes. Among them, the two fresh fish that are boiled and boiled are the most attractive. The bamboo leaf green wine is poured into a white porcelain cup, showing the color of money and green, like soup. Thick, the entrance suddenly reveals the fragrance of grass and trees.

Zhang Huansheng tasted the food and wine, smiled with satisfaction, and praised: "Okay, good, good, it really deserves to be a famous chef's craftsmanship, a fine wine." Then he looked at the restaurant servant and praised: "I don't hide it from the little one. Brother said, I am a member of the state of Yanhuang and Xiyu.

Naturally, I like to travel around the world. I have practiced martial arts for a few days, and practiced Dao for a few days. After a little bit of self-defense, I began to travel around the world. In a few years, I have traveled more than half of the Yanhuang land, which is considered a lot. I have a wide range of knowledge, but I have never been so eye-opening as every day.

Even in broad daylight, in the great city of Tongqu, I saw with my own eyes the cultivator's magical ability to move mountains and mountains.

Tsk tsk tsk, the land of Jiuli really deserves to be the hometown of the soldier, it is really a master. "

Hearing this, the little servant couldn't help showing a proud expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Young master is not from our Jiuli, no wonder my accent is a little different.

You don't know, our land in Jiuli is different from other areas in Yanhuang. We respect the ancient style. For hundreds of thousands of years, the Chiyou Emperor and the Kunlun gods and demons have been inherited continuously, so the power often appears in the mundane world.

The magical powers that the cultivator used today relies on the power of the heavens, and although there are not many cultivators who have the opportunity to master such magical powers in Jiuli, it is not extremely difficult to see.

The younger I am 22 years old this year, and I have seen three different powerful monks with their own eyes, and they have displayed different magical powers in the cave. "

Kunlun, where in ancient times the ancestors of the Yan and Huang dynasties were said to spread over 100,000 li, was the first and only woman in the land of Yan and Huang who could be compared with Emperor Yan Shennong, Emperor Xuanyuan of the Yellow Emperor, and Chiyou, the master of the army, and was ruled by the Queen Mother of the West.

It just disappeared mysteriously in the Middle Ages.

So hearing this, Zhang Huansheng couldn't help showing surprise and said: "I know that Jiuli is the hometown of Emperor Chiyou and the origin of the Kunlun Ancestral Peak. This is really not as good as reading thousands of books, but traveling thousands of miles.

If it wasn't for being there, I would never have imagined that Yanhuang would have such a realm where ancient supernatural powers were manifested. Even a person like my brother who worked in a restaurant knew about the supernatural powers of the cave. "

The servant said with a smile: "We are martial arts in Jiuli, and legends about all kinds of supernatural powers and exercises are widely circulated among the people. Even slaves can know the power of the cave, not to mention relying on me like me. A man with a hard mouth and a hard hand to support his family."

Zhang Huansheng nodded and said with a very curious expression: "This is reasonable, but how much does my little brother know about the inheritance of Chiyou and Kunlun?"

Hearing this, the smile on the servant's face froze, hesitated for a moment, and replied dryly: "The little man only knows that whether it is the inheritance of Chiyou the Great or the Kunlun Mountains, it is only in those who started from ancient times and middle ages. It is passed down in the family of gods and demons who serve the soldier and the Queen Mother of the West.

As for the secular world, if there is that kind of genius that is rare in a century or a thousand years, he may also be selected as the heir, but it is not known whether it is true or not. "

Zhang Huansheng looked at his uncomfortable face, laughed, poured himself another glass of wine, and drank it all: "I heard what little brother said, but it's not true, what are you hiding? ."

The little servant opened his mouth when he heard the words, and said softly, "Young master, I don't know, the inheritance of Emperor Chiyou is nothing more than that, Kunlun Mountain has been a place where demons have been rampant since ancient times.

The Queen Mother of the West is an ancient demon with a human head and a snake body. Her inheritance cannot be said much about the details. "

Zhang Huansheng read the ancient books and learned a little about the Kunlun Mountains, and said with a smile, "My little brother, this is a bit of a false story.

The Kunlun Mountains are the ancestors of the Yanhuang people. The Queen Mother of the West was originally a complete human body, but in order to fight against the demons and protect the Yanhuang life, she created a kind of supreme supernatural power that devours the soul and devours the soul, and evolves the human body to achieve the legal body. UU reading www.uukanshu. com has become a human head and a snake body.

Before the ancient Kunlun Mountains disappeared, King Mu of Zhou Tianzi also left behind a legend of meeting him in a dragon chariot. It can be seen that the Queen Mother of the West can be transformed into a human body again, but she is a human race..."

Before the words were finished, a loud noise came from downstairs, and immediately saw twenty or thirty warriors with knives and swords in front, and a dozen monks in black robes behind, ascending the third floor, Looking around, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Huansheng.

The headed monk, who was immortal and moral, said with a gloomy face, "Little Brother Shijing, Chief Duan, please recognize the person."

The voice fell, and a servant dressed up with a pale face, only his cheeks showed an abnormal red color, flashed out from behind a warrior, pointed to Zhang Huansheng's facial features and said with a slight twitch: "It's him, it's that. he.

Just when he stood in front of the son, the son did not escape the vicious blow of the 'minister', and he killed the son. "

At the same time, a burly warrior with a livid complexion also saluted the immortal monk and said, "Elder, it is indeed this person who suddenly flew and dodged at the door of Xiangju, and the young master was unable to escape for a while, and died. In the hands of the people who took the life."