This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

To match the color of the oxen's coat, Zheng Zhuang decorated the entire oxcart in gold, using bright and shiny silk that was clearly not ordinary.

Yes, these are the very sheets he used in the ancient tomb...

This bed sheet is no ordinary item; it is woven from the silk spun by the rare "golden silkworm."

It appears as light and thin as a feather, but in reality it is impervious to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire. It also has the effect of calming the mind and soothing the nerves. It is one of the few treasures that Dongfang Wuming can be proud of.

To improve comfort, Zheng Zhuang specially added two rear wheels to the oxcart and engraved runes on the wheels to make the oxcart move more smoothly and lightly.

Zheng Zhuang looked at the oxcart in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.

"Senior, does the mark on this bull's head have any special meaning?"

Qin Qianqian looked at the circle with three lines inside on Niu Daben's forehead, a puzzled expression on her face.

She doesn't usually have access to advanced cultivation techniques within the sect, but she has no restrictions on miscellaneous books.

Therefore, she has seen many strange and interesting stories, and can be described as having a wide range of interests.

This seemingly young senior possesses such profound cultivation that he most likely comes from a long-established sect or family, and this mark could be a clan emblem or sect emblem.

But after going through all her memories, she finally determined that she had never seen this mark before.

Besides this sign, the green plaque at the back of the oxcart puzzled her even more.

Regardless of the mysterious characters engraved on it, which may be some kind of ancient script, the color alone is quite out of place with the overall design of the oxcart.

The actions of a master are truly... incomprehensible!

"Ahem! This mark was created by me with painstaking effort, specifically for Mercedes-Benz!"

Upon hearing this, Niu Daben immediately raised his head and puffed out his chest, even letting out a roar in response.

Qin Qianqian looked at the mark again carefully, and said thoughtfully:

"Why are there two short and one long lines inside this circle? I think it would be better if all three lines were the same length, and then the circle was divided into three equal parts."

Zheng Zhuang's eyes widened immediately. This little girl is something else. Luckily, I am more skilled. If I really did it like that, wouldn't that be copyright infringement?

However, when he saw the green license plate "ZB001" engraved on the back of the oxcart, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. He was so clever; this design was simply a stroke of genius!

All-natural new energy vehicles!

Green license plates have no license plate restrictions!

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhuang sighed solemnly, turned slightly, and then looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, saying:

"Very well! Your cultivation level is too low, and your realm is limited, so you cannot see the mystery within!"

"I ask you this question: demons, monsters, Taoists, and Buddhas—who is the true ruler of this world?"

“Yes…” Qin Qianqian hesitated for a moment.

“No, it’s not! It’s ‘human’!” Zheng Zhuang interrupted decisively.

Qin Qianqian and Niu Daben were suddenly shocked, feeling as if they had been hit by an unprecedented shock. Then they suddenly realized that the circle represented heaven and earth, and the three lines formed the Chinese character "人" (person).

Niu Daben was overjoyed, even feeling a slight burning sensation on the mark on his forehead. This was a true master! Such a simple mark held such profound meaning.

As long as I follow a master, I can achieve human form in no time!

Qin Qianqian gazed at the figure that seemed to transcend heaven and earth, watching his robes fluttering in the wind and his unruly hair, and couldn't help but be somewhat mesmerized...

After a few breaths, Zheng Zhuang silently withdrew the two minor spells used to create atmosphere, jumped onto the oxcart, and sighed:

"You have a long way to go! Let's set off!"

With a "whoosh," Niu Daben strode forward, feeling his limbs filled with boundless power.

……

That night, Niu Daben drove Zheng Zhuang and Qin Qianqian to a small village.

Niu Daben's speed was actually acceptable, but it was still much slower than flying on a sword.

Inside a simple thatched hut, a peasant woman in her forties looked at a stack of empty plates in her hand, seemingly wanting to say something to Niu Daben but hesitating.

"Lord Ox God, this one..."

"How dare you! This is my lord, a true immortal! Treat him to the finest wine and meat, he will not be shortchanged!"

"But this... immortal has already eaten five chickens, ten catties of rice, and a sheep. Could this be..."

"Our lord's power is boundless, what are a few... a few dozen pounds of food? Stop dawdling, bring everything you have!"

"We've slaughtered all the chickens we had, and now all we have left are some sweet potatoes..."

"Sweet potatoes?" Zheng Zhuang's eyes lit up immediately. "Quickly roast ten for me!"

In fact, Zheng Zhuang had already eaten his fill, but having not had a normal diet for nine years, he found it hard to resist this feeling.

As soon as they arrived in the village, they found a family, gave them enough silver, and said they wanted to buy some food.

This family had once received help from Niu Daben, so the old couple immediately followed the instructions of the Ox God and got busy.

One after another, simple farm-style dishes were served to Zheng Zhuang, and were quickly devoured.

Qin Qianqian took a few bites as a token gesture, then watched quietly from the side, her initial surprise and doubt eventually turning into a blank stare.

In her memory, apart from some servants or newly initiated disciples, almost everyone in the sect did not eat meat, let alone grains.

Sect leaders and elders, for example, can go for years without food, relying solely on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

But this senior in front of me was eating like a starving ghost, his manners were extremely unrefined, and the image of a senior master was completely gone!

After finishing off the last sweet potato, Zheng Zhuang clapped his hands in satisfaction. This is life!

"Senior...have you finished eating?" Qin Qianqian finally came to her senses.

Zheng Zhuang suddenly realized that he had been eating too enthusiastically and that his public image might be ruined, so he quickly coughed lightly and said:

Are you wondering why I would eat so much food devoid of any spiritual energy? Is it merely to satisfy my appetite?

When Qin Qianqian met Zheng Zhuang's disappointed gaze, she felt a pang of guilt, as if she hated herself for not understanding the true meaning behind it. Her eyes darted away as she said:

"Perhaps...it shouldn't be like that?"

"Of course not!" Zheng Zhuang couldn't help but shake his head. "Your comprehension is really... sigh, I don't want to explain too much. Cultivation ultimately requires personal understanding. Just remember one sentence: Cultivation is cultivating the mind!"

After Zheng Zhuang finished speaking, he sighed softly and then walked out of the house.

Let her fill in the blanks herself!

Outside, a bright moon hangs quietly in the sky, its pure light bathing the world and draping everything in a thin veil of silver.

However, the appearance of a prayer lantern shattered the tranquility of the night...