"thanks."

Duan Mu Yawang picked it up, took a sip, and found that the tea was rich in aroma, the tea was sweet, and there was a vaguely unique aura lingering, she took a sip, her movement stopped, and she glanced at Ning Shan.

Ning Shan estimated that Duanmu Yawang would have such a reaction, and asked with a smile, "How about this tea?"

"Good tea." A cup of tea was filled with spiritual energy, making Duanmu Yawang couldn't help but think deeply. This Wushangge was indeed extraordinary.

"If you like to drink, you can drink two more cups." Ning Shan smiled and handed the chopsticks to Duanmu Yawang. "Our Supreme Court tea, any visitor who comes to have a drink must say good."

Duanmu Yawang nodded lightly without saying much.

It was a condensed list. It seemed that she was waiting for her to say something else, but he didn't expect that she had no comment other than the word good tea. His eyes flashed, "The son is a foreigner, he should have been to many places. Right, so well informed?"

"People from a small place don't dare to be so knowledgeable." When Duanmu Yawang said, he took a sip of the tea and put it down. Instead, he squeezed his chopsticks and scanned the table of dishes that were too familiar to him with a smile. : "It's that the dishes in your pavilion are very well prepared."

"Since the prince feels good, he is eating and watching our battle room type?"

"good."

Duanmu Yawang is naturally fine, and Ning Shan smiled and asked, "Do you mind being together?"

"do not mind."

There happened to be two pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table, which were clearly for her and Ning Shan, "Master Ning Shan, please."

"good."

The two ate together.

Although I was reading the books in the battle room while eating, Duanmu Yawang had forgotten this when he picked up the bowl and first put a piece of wooden bucket chicken that she particularly liked into her mouth with chopsticks.

The wooden barrel chicken is well done, the chicken is tender and sweet, with the original flavor, especially delicious.

However, the taste is still a bit worse than the one made by myself. A spice belonging to the Liuhuo Empire was deliberately put in it. Duanmu Yawang felt that the spice was moist before and did not put it in.

Therefore, there are still some deviations in various aspects such as dry mouth.

Not only the wooden barrel chicken, but also the timing of the Dongpo pork elbow is very different. It tastes good, and the other dishes are also different. They are different from what she does, and they are not as good as hers.

Only that special dish of Liuhuo Empire Imperial City was made exactly the same without any difference in taste, which caused Duanmu Yawang to fall into deep thought.

"Why don't the son eat it anymore?"

Seeing her stop her chopsticks, she wrinkled her brows without any traces, "Isn't it?"

"How come, all I like to eat."

When Duanmu Yawang said, he continued to put the vegetables into his mouth, chewing and jokingly said: "Fortunately, this is the first time I have come to Guige, otherwise this coincidence will make me think that I am a regular customer here!"

Ning Shan laughed after listening, but did not answer.

The dishes are familiar and delicious, but Duanmu Yawang's meal was not a pleasant one. After half a bowl of rice, he put it down.

"Master Gongyu is full?" Ning singledly looked at it, and the host put down the dishes and chopsticks as he pleased. Duanmu Ya looked at him and laughed: "I have a small appetite, and Master Ning Dan can continue."

"I'm full too."

Condensed, took a wet towel on one side and wiped his hands and mouth, looked at the book placed on the table and said, "Master Gongyu, do you want to read this book first?"

"OK."

As Duanmu Ya looked and said, she reached out and picked up the notebook on one side and looked at it.

The book is not thin, Duanmu Yawang looked through it at will, and suddenly found that there will be a one or two page explanation for each battle room in the book, and the home page is still a catalog.

Duanmu Yawang opened the catalog and scanned it carefully, and found that there was a battle room for alchemy, a battle room for poison refining, and a battle room for refining medicine. She felt curious, "These three are still classified?"

"The son is so sharp." She gave her a meaningful glance. "Actually, there was no classification at the beginning. I feel that whether it is alchemy, poison or medicine, it is all refining, and it is related to medicine."

"It's just that, after a few years, more and more people come from all over the world, and the so-called all-rounders in this world are very few. The equipment and environment are different, and the direction of learning is also different. Many people even just specialize in one."

"Furthermore, a person who only knows poison meets a person who only knows alchemy to fight. One person develops poison and the other is an elixir. The field is different. The fight is actually fruitless and unfair. , Plus the alchemist alchemist, no matter which kind of status is very high in this world, it is not easy to offend, so I have to classify it and fight."

"It turned out to be the day." Duanmu Yawang's face was faint.

There is no insensitive person in Wushang Pavilion, looking at Duanmu Yawang's face, his eyes moved: "The son does not approve of classification?"

"There is no disapproval, it is good to be more careful."

Although in her opinion, there is no need to divide, because whether a thing is good or not has nothing to do with the category.

Just like two kinds of dishes, which one is delicious is not something that you can know as soon as you taste it?

What is so unfair?

Ning Shan saw that Duanmu Yawang didn't want to talk more, so he changed the subject, "The son is an alchemy master, is he planning to participate in the alchemy battle room?"

"Let me consider."

"good."

Ning Shan heard the words and sat quietly on one side, without disturbing Duanmu Yawang, letting her watch quietly.

Duanmu Yawang browsed through the catalog, and when he encountered the ones he hadn't seen before, he turned to learn more. It was not until more than half an hour later that Duanmu Yawang watched the hundreds of battle rooms.

She closed the book, raised her eyes and asked the list, "How many types of battles has the most people on the Dragon Tiger list participated in?"

"Five kinds, but you can win. There are only three points that can get points at most." Ning Shan smiled: "There are masters in every field, and everyone is good at different things. They can be in three battle rooms. It’s already amazing to get high points."

Regarding the points, there is no written in this book. Duanmu Yawang is curious: "How did you get the points?"

"Generally speaking, one person wins one point, one loses one point at a time, of course, if..." Ning Shan said, thinking of something, paused, and looked at Duan Muya: "Master Gongyu, please wait a moment. "

After speaking, he stood up, removed the screen and went out.

Duanmu Yawang looked suspiciously at his back.

Seeing him leaving, Xiao Bailu finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, why were you so worried just now?"

Duanmu Yawang felt that Xiao Bailu was so dull, he lifted his cheeks, rolled his eyes while sipping tea, "Don't you have any thoughts when you see this table of dishes?"