The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 227 Tongfu Inn
"never mind."

Hearing this, Zhao Min frowned, sighed and said.

It was not worth it for Zhao Min to offend the Green Emperor Shen Yuanliang for a bite of food. It was a great regret in her life that she would never be able to taste such delicious golden egg fried rice again.

However, they were afraid of Shen Yuanliang, Zhao Min and others, especially the battle in Yan County of the Sui Dynasty.

The endless stream of land gods and giant beasts full of wild aura are like the sun across the sky, making it difficult for people to look directly at it and making them feel uneasy.

The immortals on land and the great immortals in heaven fell like rain, and the whole world was silent. The reputation of Qingdi City reached a new level and it was the best city in the world in people's hearts.

……

It was just daybreak when a hint of paleness quietly appeared in the sky. Continuous horn sounds rang out, and the entire Qingdi City came alive.

The nearby Five Mountains Sword Sect, Sun and Moon Sect, the Beggars' Sect with a large number of members, the popular Shaolin Temple, Snow Moon City, Wushuang City, etc., countless people from the martial arts world went in groups of three or five to the War God Palace thirty miles away.

The sound of horse hooves rumbled as people rode their horses and whipped their whips, looking very excited. Streams converged into rivers, mighty and majestic.

"Steamed buns, freshly baked buns, only three cents each."

"Soy milk, the best kind, is freshly ground, smooth and delicious, with a long aftertaste."

"Wontons, hot wontons, ten cents a bowl."

In order to earn a few more pieces of silver, many street vendors set up shop one or two hours in advance, adding firewood and lighting the fire within the specified range, and were busy as hell.

Under the red stove fire, white soup was rolling, hands were flying like flowing clouds and water, and various breakfasts filled the table, among which the stall of Little Chef was the most popular.

From time to time, pillars of light rise up into the sky, creating waves of stunning visions that make people linger.

"Big Mouth, look at other people's cooking skills, then look at yours, eh!"

Bai Zhantang, who was wearing black and white clothes and a high ponytail, ate a Shenglong dumpling in one bite and glanced at Li Dazui and said with a hint of disdain.

After knowing and interacting with each other for many years, the companions in Tongfu Inn are all a bunch of funny people and a bunch of bad friends. If they don’t say a few bad words to each other every day, they will feel uncomfortable.

"Yeah, Big Mouth. He said he learned from Zhuge Kongfang, the famous chef in Beijing. But he can't even beat a kid."

"You have to work harder, Big Mouth."

Guo Furong, who was standing by, patted Li Dazui on the shoulder and echoed.

As the chief constable of the Six Gates and the daughter of Guo Juxia, Guo Furong has eaten all kinds of delicious food since she was a child. She can tell the quality of a cook's cooking skills just by tasting it.

Although Li Dazui is good at cooking some unique delicacies, his cooking skills are far behind those of the young chef Liu Angxing and they are simply incomparable.

"Okay, if you all dislike my cooking, don't eat it from now on."

Upon hearing this, the obese Li Dazui became very angry and sulked to himself.

Chefs speak with their own skills. To be honest, the cooking skills of the young chef Liu Angxing are indeed very high. I guess even his master Zhuge Kongfang can't compare to him.

If he could save his face, Li Dazui would have wanted to kneel down and become his disciple, so as to find out the secret of the glowing food.

"Xiao Guo, Zhan Tang, Xiucai, Dazui."

"Do you think we should open Tongfu Inn in Qingdi City? This place is very safe, unlike Qixia Town, which is full of monsters and demons."

Tong Xiangyu, a plump woman in a red silk dress, waved a round fan in her hand, looked at the thriving businesses around her, and asked with a serious expression.

Tongfu Inn was doing well, but suddenly the world changed. Qixia Town, located in the throat of Guanzhong, was hit by a small fight every three days and a big fight every five days. It was really unbearable. At this time, the reputation of Qingdi City spread to Qixia Town. Tong Xiangyu gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, closed Tongfu Inn, and came here to investigate.

"Confucius said: When three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher!"

"Boss, I think Qingdi City is in a good location. It's also very prosperous and has good public security. It's very suitable for reopening Tongfu Inn."

Dressed in simple clothes and holding the "Analects of Confucius", Lu Xiucai shook his head and said something like "Confucius said" which made everyone dizzy, just like Tang Sanzang chanting scriptures.

"We have finally arrived at the Palace of the God of War."

Half an hour later, a towering palace stood at the end of the horizon. Under the brilliant rays of the sun, a misty air lingered above it, making it look like a palace of gods.

In front of the ten-meter-high gate, hundreds of Iron Guard soldiers wearing bright silver armor and leading a Chinese pastoral dog were like statues, exuding a majestic aura.

The light red energy of qi and blood slowly rose up and connected with each other. Endless earth energy poured in from the Yongquan acupoint. A dark dragon appeared looming, overlooking the people who came from afar.

A majestic aura rose into the sky, and even the immortals on earth were afraid of it.

"What a strong Iron Guard!"

Looking at the soldiers at the door who looked as mighty as heavenly soldiers and generals, many unruly gangsters and wealthy families suppressed their shock and behaved themselves.

The winding team stretched for dozens of miles, from the gate of Qingdi City to the Palace of the God of War, with an endless stream of people rushing around.

"No. 6666, Area A."

After checking their tickets, Bai Zhantang and his group looked around the vast stadium. After some searching, they finally found their seats, the sixth row, which was considered to be at the back.

Under the lush green plants, next to the towering rockery, a round stone table comes into view. It is simple and elegant, and is filled with juicy green fruits.

Thanks to Shen Yuanliang's Qingdi authority and greenhouse technology, Qingdi City has all kinds of spiritual fruits all year round, not to mention ordinary fruits.

"The sixty taels of silver were not wasted."

Bai Zhantang sighed as he crossed his legs while cracking melon seeds and admiring the Jiangnan garden scenery.

In order to watch the famous fight, Bai Zhantang used all his skills and relied on his unparalleled lightness skills to squeeze to the front and snatch six tickets at a dangerous distance.

"Today is the battle of names between the Great Qing and the Blue Emperor City. The first round is a treasure showdown. I wonder what treasures the Great Qing and the Blue Emperor City will display?"

"Spiritual medicine? Spiritual plant? Secret manual of divine skills? Rare treasure?"

With his chin supported by his hands, Mo Xiaobei, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, muttered to himself with longing.

"treasure?"

Hearing the word "treasure", Bai Zhantang, whose original name was Bai Yutang and was known as the King of Thieves, started to feel his obsidian eyes swirling around and his hands itching.

If he could steal the heavily guarded treasure under the watchful eyes of the public, his reputation as a thief would spread throughout the world.

For a moment, two little men appeared in Bai Zhantang's mind, one black and one white. The evil thoughts and good thoughts in his heart were intertwined, making him very troubled. He didn't know whether he should go!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

The rapid and loud sound of trumpets resounded through the sky, the gates on the east and west sides opened, and the teams from the Qing Dynasty and Qingdi City entered at the same time.

The yellow dragon flags and red banners fluttered in the wind, dividing the War God Palace into two distinct worlds, one yellow and one red. The yellow dragons and the red dragons roared towards the sky.

(End of this chapter)