The journey that can be reached in half an hour was for Xie Jinyan to walk for seven days. On the way, Bai Luo did not call out Hu Po to beat Xie Jinyan for a meal. It was all thanks to Xie Jinyan that he could find the best restaurant in a radius of hundreds of miles every day.

Along the way, even Lu Yubao suspected that Xie Jinyan was a sour dog and could smell the food from Baili. In addition, every meal was paid by Xie Zhanning, Bai Luo was quite tolerant of eating people short-mouthedly.

When he arrived in Langya, Xie Zhanning, as usual, found a dilapidated roadside stall and led everyone over. A small roadside stall was equipped with a shed, and a pot was supported under the shed. Compared to the large "南" embroidered on the blue coarse cloth flag in front of the shed, it was quite spectacular.

The mist floated out of the pot, covering the two tables in front of the shed, and you could smell the aroma of the meat in the pot from afar. The pot was made of mutton, wheat, and flour. The mutton was moderately fat and lean, and the slices were thin and neat. A layer of oil was floating on the meat soup, which was so fragrant just a glance. The meat soup was added with pepper and five-spice powder, which smelled slightly spicy.

The boss scooped out the meat soup from the pot and put it in a pottery bowl, sprinkled with minced ginger and chopped green onion, drizzled with soy sauce, sesame oil and vinegar, and then sprinkled a pastry with a paste on it, and a bowl of rice dumplings are ready.

"Come on, four bowls of baked rice with meat and spicy!" The boss put the four bowls of baked rice on the wooden table.

Xie Zhanning brought out the bowl with the most meat to Bai Luo.

During these seven days, although I didn’t know that Bai Luo’s real body was a white tiger, Xie Zhanning and Xie Jinyan knew very well that Bai Luo was a carnivore.

Bai Luo picked up the bowl and took a sip, and the strong meat aroma suddenly filled his mouth. Although this little spicy is nothing to Bai Luo, who is used to eating Sichuan pepper, the spicy flavor of pepper and the slight spicy ginger and the rich broth are just right.

A bowl of batter fell into Bai Luo's stomach. A warm feeling came from Bai Luo's blue pupils. Bai Luo put down the bowl and couldn't help but stick out his tongue to lick the batter that was stuck to his lips.

Xie Zhanning looked at Bai Luo gently: "Miss Bai, let's have another bowl."

"Put more pepper."

Xie Zhanning turned around and gave an order to the boss, and soon another bowl was served.

Two monks also sat on the table behind him, wearing dark red gauze dresses and fire cloud patterns embroidered on the collars. They were obviously disciples of Mu Yuntian Palace.

"Boss, two bowls are the same."

"Okay."

"Yunhe, what's wrong with your cuffs? Why is it blood stained?"

All the disciples of Mu Yuntian Palace were named after birds and birds. Yun He raised his cuffs and looked at the expression of impatientness on his face: "It should have been brought up when he was pulling the crazy man at the door."

"That person has been here for a few days, right? It seems like he is a monk?"

Bai Luo's hand was holding the bowl and he made a meal.

"It's just a little monk. I don't know what disease he had, but a little monk dares to come and see the sect leader."

Yun He sarcastically said, "Don't say that something happened in the Heavenly Palace now, even the sect leader would not see a little monk."

"That little monk is so pitiful. He has been here for five days, right?"

"Well, that's not. I was beaten to death for five consecutive days and threw it to the bottom of the mountain and could still climb back."

"Ba", the bowl in Bai Luo's hand was crushed into powder, and half a bowl of rice sprinkled on the table.

Yun He turned around strangely, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and the man in white, brocade robe and gold-stretched crown disappeared.

Xie Zhanning and Xie Jinyan were still stunned by the table. When Lu Yubao reacted, he quickly took out the silver from his arms and said to Xie Jinyan: "Please hurry up and kill a sword."

In response to the word Mu Yun, Mu Yun Tian Palace stands on the top of Yishan Mountain and is hidden among the sea of ​​clouds. Compared with Mu Yun Tian Palace, the three thousand steps of Biquan Villa can be said to be very friendly to the people. The stairs leading to Mu Yun Tian Palace go straight into the sea of ​​clouds. If an ordinary person without spiritual power wants to climb this cloud ladder, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky.

When Bai Luo thought of Zong Ye being thrown to the foot of the mountain and climbing back one after another, there was a fire in his chest.

The former Zong Ye of Mu Yuntian Palace was holding a bag in his arms, wearing the simplest monk's robe, and a pair of hemp shoes had been worn out by the steps. He stubbornly looked up at the red lacquer gate of Mu Yuntian Palace: "The little monk has something to ask the leader of Mu Yuntian Palace."

The monk's robe on Zong Ye's body was cracked, revealing the fair skin on his back and the protruding shoulder blades. A blood-red scar on his back looked very terrifying with the flipped flesh.

The guard looked at Zong Ye impatiently: "Get out! I've said it many times! Is the stinky monk thick-skinned?!"

Zong Ye stood on the steps and looked cold.

"If I don't leave, I'll slap you, do you believe it?"

Zong Ye turned around and looked at the guard coldly.

It was obviously a young monk who was half a shorter than him, but the guard was shocked by Zong Ye's aura. When he came to his senses, he became even more angry and embarrassed.

The guard raised his whip and was about to whip down. Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and the guard was pulled away from the ground, and with a "bang", hitting Zhuqi's door, breaking the door a crack.

Bai Luo walked up from the steps one by one, and the tiger soul in his hand was still sizzling, and his blue pupils were filled with anger, making people feel chilled just by looking at it.

For a moment, the people in Mu Yuntian Palace were facing a great enemy. A hundred people rushed out from behind Zhu Qi's gate and surrounded Bai Luo tightly.

Bai Luo raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly: "Fight?"

"Miss White." Zong Ye called softly.

Bai Luo turned around and looked at Zong Ye. Seeing that there was a hideous scar under Zong Ye's slightly open collarbone, he felt even more unhappy.

A handsome young man raised his sword from the lacquered wooden door. He pointed at Bai Luo: "Who is so crazy? How dare he break into my Muyuntian Palace!"

The boy was wearing a dark red gauze dress, but the red cloud patterns on the collar were embroidered with gold wire. This little difference is enough to show the boy's status in the Muyuntian Palace.

Bai Luo looked at the boy lazily: "Which bird are you?"

Although the young man's eyebrows are beautiful, he always has a kind of sinisterness that is inconsistent with his age. He looked at Bai Luo gloomy: "I am the ferret of Muyuntian Palace, who are you?"

"Ha, you don't deserve to know my name!"

"You!" After all, Hong Falcon is a person with a head in Mu Yuntian Palace. He easily got angry with someone in front of the palace gate and lost his identity. Hong Falcon suppressed his anger: "What's wrong with you coming to Mu Yuntian Palace?"

Kestrel could not tell what Bai Luo came from and how strong it was. She only knew that the woman in front of her had no spiritual beads in her body, but she held the Divine Martial Arts in her hand. The spiritual beads of immortal cultivation are fundamental. Without the spiritual beads, what about building foundations and cultivating immortals? But this person was holding the Divine Martial Arts in his hand! Among the masters of Shenwu in the world, Kestrel had never heard of such a person.

Facing Bai Luo, Kestrel couldn't help but feel more patient.

But Hongfang was patient, but Bailou did not. The tiger soul in Bai Luo's hand was still shining with golden light. Her eyes narrowed slightly: "I'll kick you, Mu Yuntian Palace?"

Hong Falcon's face changed: "Who is yours? When did I, Mu Yuntian Palace, offended you?"

Bai Luo smiled lazily, like a cat licking his claws. He seemed obedient, but he might look at the person in front of him in the next second. Bai Luo pointed to Zong Ye: "You have hurt my apprentice."

Zong Ye glanced at Bai Luo in surprise.

Hong Falcon was also slightly surprised: "Is this monk your apprentice?"

A strong wind rose from the ground, and Bai Luo said coldly: "I drank the tea he toasted, so he will naturally be my apprentice."
Chapter completed!