The indescribable Taoist Lord

Tahoe is another world.

Sounds and sounds of dogs and horses, and flowers in abundance. There are Goulan where you can listen to music and sell elegant music, and there are teahouses where you can listen to popular stories.

Although the monks think they have a little more fairy spirit, they can't escape the pursuit of fame and fortune.

This was the first time Zhang Qinghe took a good look at the world since time travel. He felt for a moment that it would be really beautiful if he didn't look at the nature of the Zhongtian world.

This is Chang'an, the most prosperous and beautiful place in the Immortal Tang Dynasty. In the entire Zhongtian world, there is no place that can compare with it except Wentian of Shenxia.

After coming out of Tahaotian's teleportation formation, there will be someone to guide him. For the students of Chang'an School, who are the most regarded as "superiors" among the Immortal Tang Dynasty, this kind of treatment is nothing but a matter of course.

And when he was a student of the True Academy of Chang'an School, Tianwaitian, this respect reached another level.

Jinwu Zhi, who was guarding the teleportation formation, also bowed solemnly.

"I've met the young master."

Zhang Qinghe doesn't hate this kind of etiquette, but he is particularly uncomfortable with it. In the world of his previous life, people had done a good job in pursuing human equality, but occasionally they lost respect for each other.

Zhang Qinghe hurriedly returned the gift. Although only Duizheng among the Zhijinwu were practitioners, Zhang Qinghe did not think that they were unworthy of respect.

"You are Young Master Zhang from the Shouzheng family, right?"

A young man in yellow clothes came over with a smile on his face and saluted him.

His father's name was Zhang Buqi, and his posthumous title was Shouzhenggong. This was a posthumous gift from the royal family. This title seemed quite solemn.

Needless to say, this is a servant of the Zhang family in Lantian.

"The young master is studying at Chang'an School. He has great perseverance, great talent and virtue, and you can't help but admire him."

Zhang Qinghe found that none of these servants were trouble-free.

At the beginning, Shi didn't talk about his qualifications for cultivating immortals. He just said that he had great perseverance and great talent. Hearing this made people feel comfortable and flattered him in the right place.

Seeing Zhang Qinghe just smiling, the boy knew that he didn't like this very much, so he hurriedly talked about business.

——"The steward has already held a banquet at the Heavenly Residence in the east of the city. The young master has come from the Tahao Heaven. Although the Immortal Family has great magical powers and does not feel tired, it is still necessary to make some preparations to receive the wind and wash away the dust."

Tianshangju is one of the best restaurants in Chang'an. It is said that you can have a spiritual feast.

——In other words, it is made by cooking the pure-blood monsters killed in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

This is the characteristic of Xian Tang. If Shen Xia wanted to have such a spiritual feast, she would have to spend a lot of money.

In fact, the spirit feast has little effect on the improvement of immortal cultivators, unless there is a powerful person who kills an old demon king who was born and raised on earth, and then cooks it with special means, or a certain alien with the blood of an immortal god. animal, and its bones and blood are extracted into dishes.

Or it may be a certain race of spiritual beasts that can be encountered in the great world of Zhongtian, such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns... Of course, if anyone dares to eat them, it will be like poking a hornet's nest from a top-notch fairy family.

There have been such madmen in the great world, but not many.

Of course the Zhang family couldn't afford a spiritual feast, but there were rare delicacies on the table.

The red-blooded red-feathered chicken has been drained of boiling water seven times, cut neatly, and topped with a sweet and spicy sauce...

Take the best pork belly from the century-old Jinyao pork, tie it with gold wire, wrap it in lotus leaves, put it into the secret bean paste and honey, and simmer it until the oil is soaked in and the meat is lean enough. The chopsticks are soft and glutinous and pop open, and the entrance is like melting soup...

The best floating fish in the Wei River, the toughest and most promising, are cut and cleaned, fried in a pan until crisp and brown, and simply sprinkled with refined salt. The fish meat is extremely tender. When you take a sip, only one fish is left. The main assassin...

The snow lotus root harvested from deep pools in the mountains is only a little bit turned into elixir. It is undoubtedly the most precious dish among them. Cut it into crystal clear thin slices with a knife, and don't stir-fry it. Just drain it with boiling water that can lock in the spiritual energy, and sprinkle with chopped green onion.

Among the seven emotions and six desires, appetite is the most shocking. Zhang Qinghe felt that he had never eaten such delicious food, not to mention the past few days since he traveled through time, even the past few years since his parents died.

What moved him was that the appearance of these delicacies in his spiritual vision was normal and delicious. Otherwise, he would not be able to put down his mouth when looking at a table full of "the carnival of evil gods".

Before the creatures in this world who embark on the path of spiritual practice reach a certain limit or get a certain opportunity, only their spirituality will be alienated, and their physical bodies will not change.

But he couldn't act too eager. He was the leader in front of the steward of the Zhang family who asked him to return to his hometown to attend the ceremony.

The Zhang family steward was different from all the stereotyped stewards in his impression. He didn't have a mustache and a mole face, but more like a tall scholar with a tall figure.

If you taste it carefully, you can see that it smells a bit like a Taoist scholar in the academy, which naturally makes people feel good about it.

Out of caution, Zhang Qinghe even took a look with his spiritual vision.

Well, people are normal, and their spirituality only has slight alienation characteristics. This is a common problem that exists among ordinary people in this world - it's just a few extra whiskers, so it doesn't get in the way.

People who fail to practice spiritual practice may not even become evil in their entire lives, unless by chance.

This principle also applies to low-level immortal cultivators.

This has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

"Young Master..."

Manager Zhang's appearance is not outstanding, he is the type of person who can't be picked out in a crowd, but he has a sense of elegance.

"Young Master?" Seeing Zhang Qing and Guang looking at the banquet table, they smiled happily.

"If you feel hungry, young master, you can start picking up your chopsticks and don't worry about common people like me."

Zhang Qinghe still attaches great importance to rules. He only thinks more in his heart, so he feels a little embarrassed when he sees Manager Zhang being so easy-going. He even puts the Zhang family's indifference towards his predecessor in the past few years to the back of his mind.

That's right, as a person whose existence meant "trouble" at that time, the Zhang family, who was in the whirlpool of the court, had to protect themselves wisely.

Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is the normal state of all things. In this matter, we can only say that the Zhang family did something unethical, but we cannot say that the Zhang family owed him anything. After all, he had never contributed anything to this strange family.

Zhang Qinghe felt embarrassed and took the initiative to start the conversation.

"I wonder what you call Manager Zhang?"

"My master will not give up. He gave me a name with the character Yuan. I have been crazy for a generation. The young masters and girls all call me Uncle Yuan. If the young master feels uncomfortable, you can also call me Guanshi Zhang."

Zhang Qinghe groaned, calling him "Uncle Yuan" or "Manager Zhang", which in a sense indirectly explained Zhang Qinghe's attitude towards the Zhang family in Lantian.

But no matter what Zhang Qinghe thinks in his heart, superficial kindness is always the best way to deal with others. He doesn't have so much frustration and anger, or he can't think about so much when it comes to this world. He can only think about how to live, and then how to live. Well done, the last thing on the list is to follow your heart's desires and control your own destiny.

He smiled, showing the tenderness and sincerity of a young man.

"Uncle Yuan."

Zhang Yuan was very happy.

"Okay, little master, eat the vegetables, eat the vegetables!"

"I will explain the ancestor worship matters to you in detail when we are on the way!"

For a while, steward Zhang and Zhang Qinghe were chatting and chatting with each other. Zhang Qinghe used his experience in the past few days as conversation materials, which made Zhang Yuan, a mortal, even more curious...

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