In the quiet night sky, Feng Chen was alone on the road. According to the azimuth coordinate information provided by Wu Yuan's predecessor, Feng Chen rushed all the way in Qingniu Town.

Qingniu Town is located on the border of Yan State. In the eyes of ordinary people, Qingniu Town is just a sparsely populated town. In the eyes of monks, Qingniu Town lacks resources. Not to mention the existence of monks, even some warriors have Disdain to go where this bird doesn't shit.

After a century of precipitation and development, Qingniu Town has developed into a lively and prosperous town.

Along the way, Feng Chen's speed was very fast. Yu Jian was flying. He stepped on the falling feather flying sword, and stroked a light in the dark night sky, like a meteor flashing.

In order to reach the realm of deification, you need to take the first step, which is to communicate the heavens and the earth, understand the heavens and the heavens, and add the power of the heavens and the earth to me.

Only through the success of Huafan can we break through Yuan Ying's concubine.

But at this moment, what Feng Chen has to do is to break through the middle period of the Yuan Dynasty and reach the state of the late period of the Yuan Dynasty. With his current Zhongpin Lingshi, he can reach the state of the first period of the Yuan Dynasty within a few days.

With the passing of time, a gleam of light slowly appeared in the distant horizon, and a hint of fish belly appeared.

After a night of galloping, finally came to this Qingniu Town, which Wu Yuan and her sister called Xanadu.

Feng Chen swooped down from a distance and changed his appearance. He was in his early twenties and looked handsome. At this moment, he was a living scholar, exuding a strong aroma of books.

But no one knew, but this man killed 60,000 monks last night.

When he came to Qingniu Town, Feng Chen took a deep breath and walked on the sheep farm laughing. His cultivation gradually melted and disappeared as if the ice cube encountered high temperature. At the end, he looked like he and he Mortal no doubt.

In the early morning, the air is sober, the birds are fragrant and flowers, and the dust is in front of you. What you see is a green grass, fragrant flowers and various trees.

With a breeze coming, these leafy trees swayed gently with the breeze, as if saying hello to Fengchen.

"Sister Shi is really right, this place is really good, suitable for Huafan."

Feng Chen had a smile on his face, even if he closed his practice at the moment, but after all, he was not an ordinary person. With his eyesight, everything within a kilometer could be seen clearly, even an ant could not escape him. Eye of the law.

Feng Chen smiled dumbly and walked forward.

I saw in front of this small town of Qingniu Town, there were two large pillars standing on the spot, and the plaque in the middle read the words "Qingniu Town" three dragons and phoenix dances.

Although it is early in the morning, there are still many pedestrians coming and going on the road. These people are old and young, male and female, all carrying baskets on their backs.

These baskets are made of rattan. Some of them carry fresh vegetables. They can be bought at the market as soon as possible in exchange for some silver money. Some baskets contain some unknown herbs. .

There are many facades on both sides of the streets of Qingniu Town, but most of them are closed. It should be time.

"Freshly baked big meat buns, freshly baked big meat buns are so fat, come over and have a look."

On the side of the street, an old grandfather over fifty was constantly alive by the steamer. He kneaded the flour and drank loudly in his mouth.

But don't say, the steaming scent of steamed buns spreads far away, and it can't be overstated to use ten miles of fragrance.

Feng Chen took a deep breath, and the maggots in his stomach were instantly attracted.

"Grumbling ..." Feng Chen's unbelievable stomach began to scream, and seemed to be telling Feng Chen its dissatisfaction.

"Old man, give me a basket of buns!" Feng Chen managed his clothes, came to the old man, found an empty seat, sat down, and pointed at the steaming bun in front.

"Oh, young man, you're in a hurry. The old-fashioned buns are only the best when they are out of the oven. You wait, old-fashioned ones will be presented to you immediately."

The old man greeted Feng Chen with extreme enthusiasm. He looked at Feng Chen, a gentle young man, and smiled.

"Really, huh, huh, I seem to have a mouthful!"

Feng Chen grinned, revealing his row of white and bright white teeth.

"Boy, come here, try it while it's hot, my bun, eat it while it's hot, the scent, sigh ... I don't want to say anymore, you eat it quickly!"

When it comes to buns, the old man is like playing with chicken blood, not to mention how excited he is, even some sales elites in China will feel ashamed after reading it.

Feng Chen swallowed his throat, picked up the chopsticks, clamped the buns in the plate, and bite a bite. This taste is really unspeakable. One bite, three, five, and two will solve the eight buns in the plate. Be clean.

"Grandpa, give me another basket!"

Feng Chen's mouth was full of luster and smoothness, and he had never tasted it. He had not tasted delicious food for a long time. This time he opened his stomach and ate and drank. Anyway, he wanted to become a mortal.

"Hello!" The old man sighed happily and brought Feng Chen a basket of buns.

"Hmm ..." A quarter of an hour later, Feng Chen, who had eaten two cages of buns in succession, beat one another, and it seemed that this time he really ate a comfortable one.

"Young man, there are three or two silver coins in total." The old man saw Feng Chen, a gentle scholar, and after finishing eating, he quickly gave Feng Chen a bowl of warm water and said to him.

In Qingniu Town, their common currency is real gold and silver, high-end goods like spirits. They must not know these simple people, and they will not know them, because they cannot sense the heaven and earth aura in spirits. , And they will only treat these spirit stones as a waste stone.

"Okay, Grandpa, wait a minute."

Feng Chen subconsciously touched the storage ring, and then suddenly remembered that he was in Qingniu Town. The spirit stone must not be universal, and there was no real gold or silver in his storage ring.

"I'm going, I have no money?"

Feng Chen thought of this, his face was embarrassed, his neck shrank involuntarily, and even he didn't have the money to dare to eat the overlord meal, and he still had an old man's overlord meal!

"What to do, how to do it?" Feng Chen's mind was quickly thinking about the solution, which can be described as a penny stumbling hero.

"Brother, let me pay for this boy's money!"

Just as Feng Chen's blushing ears and red ears were about to scratch his ears and scratch his cheeks, a crisp and bright but gentle voice sounded behind Feng Chen's body. The voice of this person was as beautiful as Huang Ying's voice and it was intoxicating.