Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 48: The Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, Biyao

on the square!
Zeng Shushu saw Zhang Xiaofan coming, waved the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Junior Brother Zhang, you're so slow. We've been waiting here for an hour."

Lu Xueqi nodded and showed a charming smile.

Qi Hao had a gloomy face. He glanced at Lin Hao and turned his head away. It was unknown what he was thinking.

Zhang Xiaofan looked back at the entire Yuqing Palace. Five years ago, he traveled through time and became Zhang Xiaofan.

Now, five years later, he finally went down the mountain to experience the colorful world below.

For example, the tragic love story between the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, Bi Yao, and the three-tailed fox and the six-tailed fox.

If necessary, he can save the six-tailed fox Xiaoliu.

With his mastery of the extremely yang and strong Mahavairocana technique, and the fact that he has reached the Shangqing realm, and has passed the Xuanhuojian again and again, he can completely eliminate the cold poison in Xiaoliu's body.

Also, he wanted to see the first volume of the Heavenly Book.

After all, the Book of Heaven is the most mysterious.

That's also what he wanted most.

Only by obtaining the heavenly book can one have hope of becoming an immortal.

"Xiao Fan, hurry up and follow me!"

At this time, Zeng Shushu saw Zhang Xiaofan staring at the Jade Purity Palace, so he asked:

"Are you reluctant to go down the mountain?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:

"I really can't bear to leave, because Qingyun is my home."

Having said this, Zhang Xiaofan looked towards the distant mountain and said:
"However, I am more yearning for the world below the mountain. I want to explore everything in this world, and even become an immortal!"

"This is my dream and the goal I pursue!"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand, a fire stick appeared in the air, and he jumped lightly and stepped on it.

The next moment, the fire stick turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the sky.

"Immortal?"

Zeng Shushu murmured, looking at the ordinary figure in the sky, shook his head, and murmured:
"Since Qingyun recorded it, no one in the world has ever become an immortal. You really dare to dream..."

"However, if we talk about who in this world is most likely to become an immortal, I'm afraid it's only you. It's impossible for me anyway. It's good enough if I can reach the Shangqing realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zeng Shushu waved his folding fan, and the Xuanyuan Sword automatically unsheathed and flew to his feet. He jumped lightly and stepped on the sword.

With the power of magic, he flew into the sky and followed Zhang Xiaofan closely.

Seeing this, Lu Xueqi unsheathed the Tianya Sword, which turned into a sword light and carried Lu Xueqi high into the sky.

Qi Hao glanced at the three of them and felt a little confused.

He is the eldest senior brother of Longshou Peak. Among the four, he has the longest seniority and the most experience.

Once upon a time, I also participated in the mission of exterminating the evil cult.

Logically speaking, they should have listened to him when they went down the mountain for training.

Zhang Xiaofan had a grudge against him, so it would be fine if he just flew away without saying hello.

Why didn't Zeng Shushu and Lu Xueqi care about him and just flew away?

Zhang Xiaofan, it’s Zhang Xiaofan again!
It seems that ever since Zhang Xiaofan defeated him and took first place in the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition, his prestige among thousands of disciples has surpassed that of him, the eldest senior brother of Longshou Peak.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the three of them had no intention of stopping to wait for him, Qi Hao snorted coldly, unsheathed the Ice Sword, and flew on the sword to catch up.

……

Zhang Xiaofan was flying in the air, with endless strong wind passing across his cheeks.

However, he did not cast a protective shield to block the strong wind, but let the strong wind pass through his cheeks.

The four of them flew for several hours, and it was almost evening before they saw a city below.

Zeng Shushu stepped on the Xuanyuan Sword, held a folding fan in his hand, pointed downwards and said:

"Look, we've arrived at Heyang City. It's the largest and most prosperous place within a hundred miles."

"Hurry up!" Zeng Shushu said, and flew downwards on his sword.

"Everyone hurry up and catch up!" Qi Hao said, turning around and looking, but there was no sign of Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi.

Turning around and looking forward, I saw that the three people had already flown over the city.

Soon, the four of them arrived outside the city, collected their magic weapons, and walked towards the city gate.

After entering the city gate, you can see that it is very lively at first glance.

People are coming and going on the street, and on both sides of the street, some vendors are selling various goods.

Zeng Shushu was very familiar with this place and took the three of them directly to a restaurant, Shanhaiyuan.

Zeng Shushu walked in front, gently fanning himself with a folding fan in his hand. With his handsome face and luxurious clothes, he looked like a rich young man.

As he walked he said:
"This is the best restaurant in Heyang City. The food is delicious and the environment is elegant."

At this time, a waiter saw the four people, especially Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi, and Qi Hao, who were wearing Qingyun Sect uniforms, and immediately greeted them with a smile, saying:
"Four immortals, please come in!"

Then he led the way to an empty table, bent down and gestured with his hand:
"Four immortals, please take a seat here!"

In the minds of these ordinary people, the people in Qingyun Sect are all high and mighty immortals.

Flying and hiding, omnipotent.

Even in their Luoyang City, because it is close to Qingyun Sect, there have been no incidents of evil cult members killing people.

In other distant cities, there are often evil cults and monsters causing trouble and killing innocent people.

Therefore, people in Luoyang City respect and envy Qingyun Sect.

The four of them sat on a bench. Zeng Shushu looked at Zhang Xiaofan and asked:
"Xiao Fan, what do you want to eat?"

Zhang Xiaofan knew that Zeng Shushu was a frequent visitor here and must know what was delicious, so he said:

"Just watch it."

"Okay." Zeng Shushu responded, and then without even looking at the menu, he said directly:

"Mapo tofu, Dongpo pork elbow, three-fresh mushroom soup... Oh, and your Shanhaiyuan's signature dish, steamed fish."

"Okay, please wait a moment, the four immortals." The waiter said, and went to the kitchen to give instructions.

Zeng Shushu suddenly folded his fan to block the attack and whispered:
"Are you guys curious as to why I look so familiar?"

"Let me tell you, I've been here many times before, but I always sneaked down the mountain."

"Oh!" Qi Hao sighed and shook his head when he heard this.

Cangsong is in charge of the Qingyun sect rules and other major and minor criminal laws. One of the rules is that Qingyun disciples are not allowed to leave the mountain without permission.

As Cangsong's eldest disciple, he naturally abides by the sect's rules.

So, when he heard Zeng Shushu's words, he shook his head.

However, he couldn't do anything about it. Some minor sect rules and regulations only restricted ordinary disciples. Zeng Shushu was the son of the abbot of Fenghui Peak, and his only son.

Naturally, the rules of the sect that prohibit leaving the mountain without permission were meaningless to him.

After waiting for a while, the waiter brought a serving tray and placed the dishes on the table one by one, saying respectfully:
"Masters, please enjoy your meal."

"Wow, it smells so good!" Zhang Xiaofan praised as he smelled the aroma of the food.

Then, I started eating with a few people.

"The clear stewed fish is here!"

At this time, the waiter called out and brought a delicious dish.

Zhang Xiaofan had been cooking at Dazhu Peak for three years and at the Zushi Temple for two years. He was also an excellent cook. After taking a bite of the braised fish, he praised:

"Ginger slices are added to remove the fishy smell. It is fragrant, tender, and sweet in the mouth. It is also stewed in clear water. It is indeed a signature dish worthy of good cooking skills."

"Oh!" The waiter heard it and said immediately:

"You are indeed an expert, but I won't hide it from you. Without the freshest fish, even a god would never be able to make such delicious food."

"What's the freshest fish? That's obviously a lie!"

Suddenly, a slightly angry voice sounded from the second floor.

(End of this chapter)