After escaping from the Blood Demon Palace, Ke Xiaoliang first changed his path several times, used escape talismans, and fled randomly.

Then it floated upstream with Tongtian River for hundreds of miles.

After that, I went around and unexpectedly arrived in Yunzhou.

Yunzhou is the territory of the righteous path, and all the monks of the demonic path have to be human beings with their tails.

Fortunately, Ke Xiaoliang practiced the skills without any harm or vicious things as aid.

The requirements of a few spiritual materials can also be exchanged in the gourd through the magic value.

There is no risk of exposure.

It was an accident that I discovered that Licheng was temporarily living in Licheng at the foot of Cuiyun Mountain.

This city is beautiful and the folk customs are relatively simple.

Cuiyun Mountain is not a top sect of righteous paths, so the investigation of demon cultivators is not that strict.

Ke Xiaoliang stayed and settled for the time being.

It’s not that I have thought that one person, one horse, one sword, one sword, one wandering around the world.

I have never seen scenery, people I have never seen, and stories I have never heard of.

However, such romance only belongs to rich people in the previous life, and to strong people in this life.

Ke Xiaoliang can be said to be very strong... Under the premise of assisting various talismans and props, he is not as strong as he is, and there is still a lot of room for growth on it.

Therefore, the best strategy is to settle temporarily and develop stably.

In order to cover up, Ke Xiaoliang opened a snack shop.

I have easily studied several delicious pastry recipes through the Divine Realm of the Huzhong Realm, and combined with some conventional pastries, which can support the desserts in a similar way.

The small town is not big and has a limited population.

It is relatively more closed, and the influx of foreign population will inevitably attract attention after lingering for a long time.

Since then, I have become much more comfortable doing business.

The day after delivering pastries to Yang Zhenzhen, the little girl led a group of sisters to visit Ke Xiaoliang's business.

A large group of Yingying Yanyan isn’t it very lively?

The leader is a girl in white clothes and a nebula chain. She looks more mature than Yang Zhenzhen and has a slightly better appearance, but her mind is not as large as the same.

"Are you the boss of this restaurant full of fragrance?" the girl asked Ke Xiaoliang, her tone with a slightest skepticism. She was not very polite, but she didn't realize it at all.

Obviously, it is always held by senior brothers and junior brothers from the same school.

"Yes!" Ke Xiaoliang sat lazily on the Taishi chair, looking at the flowing water outside the window, and shaking his fan.

"Your pastry is well made, especially spiritual cakes. With the same effect, they are comparable to equivalent spiritual pills. Why not go to a larger place to develop?" the girl asked again, her tone even became a little aggressive.

Ke Xiaoliang said lightly: "There is a Wanhua Valley in the south of Licheng. There are many strange flowers and plants in the valley, which are naturally produced and are always blooming in all seasons. The most suitable raw materials for pastry are: I opened a shop in Licheng. A box of pastries can make money within ten spirit stones. I can make money in three to five years and ask someone to enlighten my magic power, and break through one or two levels of realm. But if I go to a big city, I will spend it layer by layer, and I will spend it on eating and getting the card. The raw materials are more expensive, so I will naturally be expensive, but I will not make money."

"You big disciples don't understand these. After all, only we wandering cultivators know the sufferings of our wandering cultivators."

The girl choked and said in a choke, looking a little embarrassed.

Yang Zhenzhen jumped over excitedly, stuffed a piece of pastry that looked like hibiscus flowers into the girl's mouth, and then said proudly: "Hurry! Hurry! Senior Sister Mengxi! Are you delicious? I tasted six kinds of flowery flavors, but Miaomiao said there are eight kinds, so please help me judge."

Turning his head and squinted his eyes, he looked at Ke Xiaoliang and said, "The pastries here are so delicious, and there are new products recommended. Try to eat them for free... It's really great... it's so good!"

"It's great to meet you in Belvedere!"

Without any scheming, the little fool who knew that his senior sister was reaching the bottom was extremely innocent and smiled.

"I'm also very happy to have a new friend like you! Good friend!"

"By the way! My name is Li Longjing. I haven't asked my good friend's name yet!" Ke Xiaoliang asked the little fool with a smile.

The little fool stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth, chewed it whole, and then smiled and said with a curved look: "My name is Yang Zhenzhen!"

"Yang Zhenzhen? The name sounds so nice, just like yours." Ke Xiaoliang said.

"Is that so? Is it?" Yang Zhenzhen continued to eat.

The ignored senior sister Mengxi snorted coldly and turned her head away.

While walking, he paid attention to Ke Xiaoliang's movements.

She thought Ke Xiaoliang was using routines.

She has seen a lot of tricks of playing hard to get her.

But until she left the pastry shop, she could not hear Ke Xiaoliang taking the initiative to make a fuss.

The other party and Yang Zhenzhen have been having a lot of fun chatting.

"Hmph! It turns out to be a lsp!"

"It's for the big treasures Zhenzhen!" Senior Sister Mengxi saw through the truth.

As the blood talisman spread, some terms from the other world began to spread in reality.

In a closed small town like Licheng, you can occasionally see some strange people in strange costumes, wearing unique clothes from the different worlds, passing through the streets and alleys.

The noise will pass quickly.

The dessert shop has returned to quiet again.

Occasionally, someone comes in to buy pastries, and they are all received by Lao Cai, so there is no need to bother Ke Xiaoliang.

Ke Xiaoliang focused on Gaowu's world, and his brows gradually frowned.

The Grandmaster's level will be broken or not.

The cultivation level of the black-skinned boy was forced to pile up with resources in order to achieve shocking effects and harvest the magic value.

It is equivalent to the breakthrough of the black-skinned boy, which comes from the favor of God's will, rather than his own understanding. Even if he breaks through, his understanding of this level of realm is still confused. He can use his power, but he cannot express his concept clearly.

In the world of high martial arts, ordinary innate warriors can only cut off iron and divide gold, raise energy and fly away, and it is difficult for them to release their true energy for more than ten feet. The martial artists who specialize in tempering their bodies have their strengths that are equal to those of adult elephants.

Even those so-called masters who are at the verge of master level have far surpassed ordinary warriors in their cultivation thickness and breadth.

It is not essentially a distance from ordinary innate nature.

Walking on the mountain can throw the mountain... Such powerful power is really confusing.

"So between the innate and the Grandmaster, I have to pull up a bridge first."

"Let people walk over this bridge... or even if it is not a bridge, there should be a line. Instead of being like now, blind people touching elephants and crossing the river by feeling the stones."

"The question is, how to arrange this line and this bridge?"

"Special martial arts? Or special opportunities? How to arrange them reasonably to help the subsequent exploration and promotion of true qi?" Ke Xiaoliang kept thinking.

At this moment, it is not just a few people who have the same thinking as Ke Xiaoliang.

Shaoyang waved his palms and made rain clouds in the martial arts practice field. He sometimes poked out dragon claws from the rain clouds, and sometimes shot out strange energy. A large area of ​​potholes were swept out on the flat martial arts practice field.

"No! No! It's just wrong!"

"The difference is too much...it's too much! I can feel the progress, but...I'm still too much different from the power of the master of the black-skinned boy. This gap is not even like the difference between one level and another level. And like...there are several layers jumping between them."
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