Everybody wants to be my leg pendant

"Hey, hey, do you think that the dishes made by Mr. Shen are more delicious than before?"

The warm sunlight slanted across South Lane 23, and a few regular customers walked towards Shen Qingyan's small shop while chatting casually.One of them suddenly said such a sentence, and the people next to him couldn't help but nodded when they heard it.

"Indeed it is!"

Another person agreed: "I thought that the food made by Mr. Shen before was already extremely delicious, but I didn't expect him to go one step further! After eating his food now, I not only feel more than enough to eat Xiang, I also vaguely feel that my cultivation base has increased... It can be seen how advanced Mr. Shen's skills have been!"

"You just talk."

A person walking next to him obviously didn't believe it, he laughed at him and said: "I think it's because you haven't eaten Mr. Shen's food for a long time, and your heart is so entangled that it has become an obsession. After finally achieving your wish, you will gain insight and improve your cultivation base." Bar!"

"I think this statement is reliable. The dishes Mr. Shen cooks are not panacea, so how could it really increase your cultivation..."

The remaining man also chimed in.

The person who made this statement scratched his head when he heard the words, and felt that he had no confidence, so he simply took a step back and said:

"Well, let's not talk about whether Mr. Shen's dishes can increase your cultivation. It's always true that the dishes in small shops have become more delicious these days? Anyway, I've been around the world for so many years, and I haven't eaten anything better than Mr. Shen's. The food is even better!"

This time, no one refuted it.

One even exclaimed:

"Back then, I was lucky enough to taste some neon shellfish from the South China Sea. I thought it was the freshest thing in the world, but I didn't want to eat the fish fillet made by Mr. Shen a few days ago. It was more delicious and smooth than the neon Guangbei is even worse than that..."

"Mr. Shen's craftsmanship is really unique in the world!"

"Some people say that Niguangbei is the most precious treasure in the South China Sea, but I think Mr. Shen is the most precious treasure in the whole world..."

The group of people buzzed and talked, and one of them couldn't help but smacked his lips while talking:

"Speaking of which, when is the next time Mr. Shen will make fish fillets?"

"If I can have another fish fillet today, even if you give me ten neon shells, I won't change it!"

"Hahahaha, aren't you stupid? You can exchange fish fillets for neon shells first, and then hand over the neon shells to Mr. Shen! Mr. Shen can make that kind of taste with ordinary fish and meat, but if you change the neon shells ... Tsk tsk, I'm afraid that when the fragrance comes out, even the heavenly immortals can't help but want to come down to earth..."

They talked lively, and they couldn't help speeding up their feet, and they gradually walked farther away.

But another group of people passing by South 23rd Lane unknowingly slowed down after hearing their words.

"Neon shell? Shen Qingyan? It's fine if they praise this person for his craftsmanship. Why do you want to talk about our South China Sea shell?"

A young man in the middle of the crowd spoke first, his delicate eyebrows were raised high, he stood still and stared at the direction they were going away, his round cheeks bulged, showing a bit of dissatisfaction.

Although this young man is young, he is wearing a smooth cyan robe, with dark golden patterns faintly embroidered on the delicate silk, which makes him feel extravagant at first glance.

As he stopped, the group of people surrounding him also stopped one after another. Two of the four tall and thin men standing beside him immediately bent over and leaned forward, and one of them was very aggressive. The wink is authentic:

"What you said, young master, is that those people are too much!"

The other person followed closely, with a look of the same hatred as his young master:

"Usually I've heard how human monks are, what's going on in Guangping City, but now I see nothing more than that! Niguangbei? Have they really tasted my Nanhai's Niguangbei? How could they think that there is something better in the world than Niguangbei? Delicious... tsk! They have never experienced the taste of that neon shell, have they?"

"...That's not what it said."

Compared with the two who were filled with righteous indignation, the young man they called "Young Master" seemed to be much more rational. After he pondered for a moment, the anger on his face gradually faded.

Taking two steps forward, the young man said in a young voice:

"Although what they said didn't please my ears, these people were just talking to each other, and they didn't deliberately want to be heard by anyone... That is to say, there was no such thing as self-promotion or gaining benefits. And the possibility of exaggerating the facts."

"Maybe they're trying to brag about their abilities—"

As soon as one of the tall ones opened his mouth, the young man waved his hand impatiently and interrupted him.

"If you want to brag about your ability through the neon shells, shouldn't you exaggerate the deliciousness of the neon shells and belittle the fish fillets in their mouths? If they say this, it will only give people the impression of 'the neon you have worked so hard to taste. It's not as good as the fish fillets we eat casually, not only can't show your ability, but you will call yourself like a fool instead!"

As he spoke, the boy looked towards the end of South 23rd Lane, and said to himself:

"Who in the world doesn't know that the neon shells produced in the South China Sea are the freshest in the world. They have the courage to use neon shells as an example, and they have reached a certain degree of consensus. If you want to compare the fish fillets with neon shells Even if it’s not as good, you can get three to five points.”

After speaking, he sighed.

"I have been away from home for a long time, and I usually don't feel anything, but now when I hear the word "Niguangbei", I miss the taste of my hometown."

Then he lowered his head slightly with his hands behind his back, and his expression became a little gloomy.

As soon as my young master made such a gesture, the two tall men standing beside him suddenly realized, and their already arched backs immediately bent even deeper:

"Young master, do you want to...experience the customs of this Guangping city?"

One of them asked cautiously.

Glancing at the other party appreciatively with the eyes of "you are still smart", the young man pretended to nod heavily: "Now that I am in a foreign country, I can only replace it with local taste for the time being. There’s a lot of homesickness.”

"San Xia, Si Xia, please accompany me for a walk."

As he spoke, he was about to take the two of them to the direction where the group of people went away just now. Before he could take the steps, he suddenly heard a middle-aged man behind him cough softly:

"Wait a minute."

The middle-aged man took a step forward and gently pressed the boy's shoulder.

"Young master, have you forgotten what the lord and mistress told you when they sent you out?"

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, his expression and tone were very serious, and the young man immediately became dejected when he heard it.

"I know……"

The young man muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it just for me to participate in the Fairy Fate Conference, and it would be better to enter Yunfu Mountain or Xuantianmen, and give the family another backer! If you want me to say that we don't have to do this at all, who doesn't know that our South Sea Dragon—— —”

"Young master!"

The middle-aged man hastily interrupted his words, and glanced at him, and the surrounding people immediately fell silent and guarded them in the middle.The middle-aged man observed carefully for a while, but did not see anything special nearby, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said sternly to the boy:

"Young master, you are no longer a child now, you should know what to say and what not to say when you are away from home!"

"……I know."

The boy nodded slowly, lowered his hands honestly, and said, "Teacher, I was wrong."

"It's good to know it's wrong."

The middle-aged man let go of his shoulders, glanced towards the center of Guangping City, and urged:

"My lord, don't waste any more time. Let's hurry up and visit the city. I remember that there is only one inn in the city of Guangping. Now that the Xianyuan Conference is going to be held, that inn must be full soon. We didn't come too late. It’s too early, if you don’t settle the room quickly, you will have nowhere to stay—"

"There is no rush to book a room!"

The young man stood on the spot with a stubborn face, as if the soles of his feet were stuck by the bluestone road: "I just want to taste the taste of that fish fillet, how much time can I waste by eating? Even if I am really in a hurry, let Xia Da Can Xia Er and the others reserve a room? I just want to try that fish fillet..."

"What's so good about fish fillets!" The middle-aged man couldn't understand at all: "Isn't it the same for us to eat after the room is settled? Why rush?"

"Come again! You always say that you will come again next time! But you know very well that we will never come next time!"

The boy said almost through gritted teeth.

When the middle-aged man wanted to reach out to touch his shoulder again, the young man not only avoided it without thinking, but also asked him loudly: "Am I not your young master? Shouldn't subordinates obey the young master's words? It's not that I want to do anything too extreme, I just want to eat a fish fillet, why can't I do it?! Is it really up to me to book the room?"

The thick black eyebrows of the middle-aged man were tightly knit into a ball.

He and his young master stared at each other stiffly for a while, and finally softened his tone slightly:

"Okay, then young master, please tell me a reason, why do you want to eat fish fillets so much?"

"I--"

The young man was slightly taken aback: he had such an argument with the middle-aged man, most of it was because he was dissatisfied with the teacher's meddling, and the fish fillet was just a fuse.

Frowning and thinking about it for a moment, the boy remembered the reason why he wanted to eat fish fillets under the reminder of Xia Da Xia Er's mouth shape.

"It's because of my homesickness." The young man settled down, carefully sorted out his words in his heart, and then said to the teacher with a serious face: "I heard that the fish fillet is as delicious as the neon shell, although this It's just a rumour, not necessarily true, but I thought tasting that fish fillet might help my—"

"home sick?"

——The boy's words were not finished.

Because when he was about to speak in the middle, the middle-aged man interrupted him, and then stretched out a hand in front of the boy, on which lay flat...a fleshy shellfish.

The two semicircular shells of the shell are slightly closed, and the tender and raw shellfish overflows from the gap. When the sun hits the shell, a burst of colorful neon light appears on the milky white shell. There are also phantoms of various colors, which clearly show that this shell is not a mortal thing.

This shell is very big, and just one shell fills up the middle-aged man's palm.

The boy stared at his teacher's palm, as if he had seen a ghost, and said in a horrified tone, "This is——where did you get this neon shell?!"

Isn't neon shell notoriously not easy to preserve! ?

The price of neon shells produced by their family would double every three hundred miles out of the South China Sea... Now that they are in Guangping City, they are thousands of miles away from the South China Sea?How can I still see such a complete and plump neon shell!

"Didn't you say you were homesick?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and said leisurely: "My son is traveling thousands of miles, mother is worried, the mistress has been worried that you are not used to eating bigu pills, and specially asked me to bring some neon shells..."

"Impossible! We have been away from home for a long time! How can you save until now..."

The young man asked in disbelief, the middle-aged man glanced at him, and said earnestly: "This matter has nothing to do with me. As a mother, for her own children, she can use any method."

After finishing speaking, he put the big neon shell into the boy's hand, and patted him on the shoulder: "Is the homesickness satisfied? Huh?"

juvenile:……

This is not the result he wanted...! ! !

However, until now, no matter how much he argues, it is useless. Holding the neon shell given by his mother, he was dragged away by his teacher without love in his life.

Although when they arrived at the only inn in Guangping City, they were lucky enough to grab the few vacant rooms, but this did not make the boy happy.

He hugged the big, fat, high-quality neon shell, and waited in the room for a whole night, until his master went out to find the city lord of Quang Binh City to "contact", and then the boy quietly put the neon shell away. Alright, I opened the door on my own, and just tiptoed a few steps outside the door, when I was unexpectedly called out not far away——

"Young master!"

The boy almost jumped up in shock!

He turned around in a hurry, followed the sound and saw Xia Daxia Er, two tall and thin men standing at the end of the corridor with their backs bowed, their four eyes staring at him eagerly, the eyes looked like a teenager. Feel guilty for a while.

"What, what's wrong?"

The young man stiffened his neck, and put on a righteous look: "I'm your young master! I want to go outside for a stroll on a whim, so why don't you stop me?"

Xia Daxia and Xia Er looked at each other, and shook their heads in unison.

Xia Da said: "Of course we don't mean to stop you."

Xia Er said: "Before your teacher left, he wanted us to remember to remind you."

"What?"

As the boy asked, he looked around vigilantly, but he didn't see his teacher.

Xia Da coughed first, and asked in a low voice, "Master, you are going out to eat that fish fillet, right?"

"Your teacher wants us to remind you that you have to pay for eating fish fillets in the shop outside..." Xia Er followed up and added.

Then Xia Da Xia Er said in unison:

"Master, think about it carefully, do you have any money?"

juvenile:……

He touched his empty pocket, and couldn't help showing a disheartened look in his eyes.

Soon, Xia Da Xia Er sent the boy back to the room.

When they left, they not only closed the door, but also thoughtfully closed the windows for him. Looking at the tightly closed doors and windows, the young man's slightly round cheeks bulged into buns again.

"Do you think I'll just give up like this?"

"impossible……"

"Mere money is nothing but possessions..."

He was talking to himself, and slowly turned his gaze to that plump neon shell...

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

A sudden knock on the door broke the silence of South Lane 23.

Ling Song in the yard poked his head out of the water tank and watched curiously as Hong Wenming rolled towards the store door like a ball.

"Who is it? It's still knocking on the door so late..."

Hong Wenming yawned, looked out sleepily from the crack of the door, and met the dark eyes of the boy outside the door.

"That... are you still open... I want to eat your fish fillet..."

The young man squatted at the door, holding the neon shell and asked pitifully. Where, just ask all the way here..."

Hong Wenming: ...

"You can come back tomorrow during the day."

He thought for a while, and said in a gentle tone: "Although you have had a hard time finding it all the way, don't we have rules for opening a store? This big night...all the stores in Quang Binh City close their stores when it gets dark. Light down..."

"I won't be able to come tomorrow!!!"

Thinking of his stern teacher, the boy said with great grief: "I really don't want to just go back like this... I have been looking for it all the way... I am not familiar with this city of Quang Binh, do you know how difficult it is to find it... ..."

His tone gradually became a little weepy.

Hong Wenming felt a little embarrassed. He looked back subconsciously, but only met Ling Song's curious eyes protruding from the edge of the water tank.

Seeing Hong Wenming looking at him, Ling Song quietly stood up from the water, turned into a human form and asked Hong Wenming with his mouth:

"Can you let him in?"

"He sounds so pathetic!"

Hong Wenming looked forward and met the pitiful eyes of the young man. Hong Wenming looked back and saw Ling Song's eyes full of expectation...

He covered his face like a toothache.

"Forget it, I have seen it clearly, I will be a nanny all my life."

Hong Wenming let out a long sigh, shook his head helplessly, and said to the young man outside the door, "Wait a minute, I'll ask Senior Brother Shen, I'm just an errand runner, it's up to him if you can eat fish fillets Calculate."

After finishing speaking, Hong Wenming shuffled resignedly to the door of Shen Qingyan's room step by step amidst the boy's "Thank you! Thank you!"

"Senior Brother Shen? Brother Shen, are you meditating?"

He knocked on the door "duk duk duk", and it took a full half a moment before Shen Qingyan's voice came from inside the room.

"what happened?"

While speaking, Shen Qingyan opened the door.He had just finished adjusting his breath, and there was still uncontained spiritual power surging in his body. Sensing the strength of the spiritual power, Hong Wenming couldn't help but look at Shen Qingyan in surprise, and subconsciously said: "Senior Brother Shen, I feel that you seem to have improved again—— "

Just halfway through this sentence, Hong Wenming suddenly came to his senses, closed his mouth and said regretfully: "Look at my brain! Senior Brother Shen, of course you will improve! You were in the epiphany retreat before..."

As he was talking, he suddenly got stuck again, because Hong Wenming suddenly felt a gaze poking at his back.

There was no need to look back, Hong Wenming knew that the gaze belonged to Ling Song...

"That...Senior Brother Shen..."

He bite the bullet and asked: "Are you free now, can you make a fish fillet?"

Shen Qingyan blinked suspiciously, and asked in surprise:

"...fish fillets? Are you hungry so quickly? You've eaten enough to-"

"No! It's not that I'm hungry!"

Before he could say the number, Hong Wenming interrupted him in time, and hurriedly said, "Someone suddenly ran to the door of our store in the middle of the night and said he wanted to eat a piece of fish fillet made by you, Senior Brother Shen..."

Shen Qingyan raised her brows slightly.

"Must it be eaten at night? Can't you come during the day?"

He walked out of the room while talking, and with a thought, the door closed behind Shen Qingyan with a "click".

This door is just an ordinary door!Can't bear the impact of spiritual power at all.If ordinary foundation-building cultivators want to close the door like this, I am afraid that the door will explode before the door is closed...

However, in Shen Qingyan's hands, the door was closed so easily, it looked no different from closing the door by hand.There wasn't even a single crack left on the door, and there wasn't even a key sound...

It turns out that senior brother Shen has already mastered the release and control of spiritual power to this extent?

Hong Wenming subconsciously glanced at the closed door, secretly surprised in his heart, but he just replied: "I don't quite understand what that man said. In short, it is not easy for him to find this place. If he misses today, he may come here." Nothing like that..."

"That's it."

Shen Qingyan walked quickly through the small courtyard, and reached out to touch Ling Song's wet hair as he passed by. The latter stuck out his tongue quietly and gave Hong Wenming an encouraging look.

When the closed door of the small shop opened in front of him, the boy holding the neon shell tightly couldn't believe his eyes.

"Come in." Shen Qingyan stood inside the store door with a slight smile, and stretched out a slender white hand to him: "It's cold and dewy outside, please stay in the store for a while."

"You—you are that Mr. Shen?"

He could hardly restrain the surprise in his tone, Shen Qingyan bent down and pulled him up from the ground, and asked with a smile, "Why? I don't look like it?"

"I just, I just thought that people who cook look like our cooks..."

The moment the young man was held by Shen Qingyan, his cheeks to the roots of his ears were flushed slightly. As soon as he stood up, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, as if he didn't know where to put his gaze, he lowered his eyes and looked at the ground hesitantly. explain:

"...I didn't know you would be so good-looking... I thought all cooks were like that uncle just now..."

"Uncle? What uncle?"

Hong Wenming asked subconsciously. When he saw the young man looking up at him, he felt a little bad all of a sudden.

"I'm not an uncle!!! I'm not an uncle anyway!!!"

Hong Wenming stood there dumbfounded, his chubby cheeks trembling, and emphasized over and over again: "I was only in my 20s when I established my foundation!! I'm considered a young man in the cultivation world!!! You should call me brother! !!elder brother!!!"

"Okay, then call me brother, whatever you say is what you say."

The boy answered in this way, and he looked at Hong Wenming with some sympathy and consideration in his eyes, which made Hong Wenming feel even more broken.

Impulsively, Hong Wenming pulled up the boy and ran to the backyard:

"Let's go! Let's go!! Let's find someone to judge! Let's see if you should call me uncle or brother!!"

Amid Hong Wenming's angry shouts, the figures of the two quickly disappeared behind the door leading to the small courtyard.

Standing in the shop, Shen Qingyan laughed dumbly, shook his head, then walked to the kitchen, and took out a fat fresh fish.

This fish was not provided by the system of the live broadcast platform, but a very special fish that Shen Qingyan launched a money offensive in Quang Binh City after opening the door to the new world.

320 miles to the east of Guangping City, there is a beautiful hill with a spiritual spring, the spring water is crystal clear, sweet and refreshing.

There are three or five hundred-year-old crane feather flowers growing beside the spring.The herbaceous flowers and trees have grown as tall as trees over the years. Under the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, not to mention evergreen, the slender and white flowers like crane feathers also bloom all the year round.

When the breeze blows, there are always two or three "crane feathers" falling from the flower trees and falling into the spiritual spring.

This kind of fish that grows in the Lingquan feeds on the fallen Crane Feather Flowers. Not to mention the whiteness of the fish meat, it also has a touch of aura and the fragrance of the Crane Feather Flowers. It is really an excellent food. .

Shen Qingyan lowered his eyelashes, first lightly beat the fresh fish a few times with a special technique, and then skillfully removed the scales and bones of the fresh fish.After laying the fish flat on the chopping board, Shen Qingyan picked up a sharp kitchen knife, and the blade danced like clouds and flowing water, turning the whole fresh fish into thin fish fillets in a short time.

The flesh of this spirit fish is delicate in texture, white as cream, and the thin slices can almost see through the light.Shen Qingyan specially took the crane feather flowers from the Lingquan, brewed a few urns of clear and sweet wine, at this moment dipped the fish slices in the wine, and the fish immediately lost all fishy smell.

He took the blue lotus leaf plate and neatly placed the fish fillets on the plate. It was as if a tree of crane feathers bloomed in the shallow plate, which was so beautiful that it was almost unbearable to touch.

Shen Qingyan put the fish slices on the table, walked to the courtyard and knocked lightly on the kitchen door. The three people who had been arguing in low voices stopped talking immediately when they heard the sound, and the boy stood up joyfully, talking in twos and twos. He ran forward and asked expectantly:

"Is your fish fillet ready?"

Shen Qingyan nodded, and specifically explained to him: "I put a little wine in this fish fillet, just to remove the fishy smell, and it won't make you drunk."

The boy was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his cheeks flushed again, but this time it was not because of shyness, but because of embarrassment.

"...I am an adult!!!"

He emphasized in a low voice, Shen Qingyan looked at the young man's slender figure, then at his cheeks with some baby fat, and said lovingly: "Well, I know you are an adult, eat a few slices of fish later Let's take a picture, dear."

juvenile:……

He was so angry that his cheeks swelled into buns again.

Filled with anger, the young man strode into the store, intending to turn his grief and anger into appetite.When he saw the plate of fish fillets, the boy couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "It's so beautifully presented!"

After he finished speaking, he wanted to go forward to take a closer look, but before taking two steps, his movements suddenly froze.

"that……"

As if suddenly remembering something embarrassing, the young man suddenly lowered his head deeply. He didn't dare to look at Shen Qingyan, and only stared at the floor three inches in front of him.

"...I have something...something I didn't tell you, Mr. Shen..."

As he said this, he twisted his fingers vigorously, as if he had some deep hatred with his fingers: "I really didn't mean it... I just didn't think of it for a while..."

"What's the matter? What worries you so much?"

Shen Qingyan asked suspiciously, the young man suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, then quickly lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "...I...Although I came to eat fish fillets, I didn't bring any money with me... "

...You don't have money with you? ! !

Hong Wenming was about to shout out subconsciously, but was stabbed in the eye by Shen Qingyan, holding back all the unspoken words in his throat.In front of Senior Brother Shen, he didn't dare to do anything wrong, turned around and made hand gestures with Ling Song who wiped his neck, he almost didn't hang himself directly to show his grief and indignation.

"It doesn't matter if you don't bring any money."

Shen Qingyan ignored Hong Wenming, and said softly to the young man: "This fish grows in the nearby mountains, and the wine used for ingredients is brewed by myself, and it is not worth a lot of money. You can buy it this time." Think of it as a taste. If you think it tastes good, you will come back next time you have a chance.”

After speaking, he pushed the lotus leaf plate towards the boy, and Hong Wenming sighed loudly behind him, but even with the sigh, Hong Wenming didn't dare to sigh, just thinking about flying away with wings His round, chubby face wrinkled into a ball because of the pain.

Ling Song lay in the water tank and made faces at Hong Wenming, mouthing him "Stingy!"

Angry, Hong Wenming and Ling Song shot eye knives at each other.

The young man stared blankly at the plate of fish fillets in front of him, hesitated for a while, carefully picked up a slice from the plate, took a bite, and his eyes lit up.

"Delicious! Really delicious!"

He said repeatedly, he didn't even want to express how delicious it was for a while, but just took another piece of fish fillet into his mouth, and chewed it happily.

——It is said to be "chewing", but it is actually more like "tasting".Because the moment this paper-thin fish fillet is put into the mouth, the delicate fish meat melts on the warm tip of the tongue, and the creamy white fish meat turns into a very sweet juice, which is almost fresh to the bone when swallowed. , even after swallowing, the sweetness of the aroma of crane feather flowers will still linger in the mouth.

At this moment, the deliciousness of the neon shell was immediately abandoned by the young man without mercy.

One chopstick after another, under Hong Wenming's resentful gaze, the young man took several fish fillets one after another, and when he wanted to take more, he was stopped by Shen Qingyan.

"Let's change the taste, it's a bit boring to eat one kind of food all the time."

Saying this, Shen Qingyan lightly tapped his fingertips, and a piece of transparent ice with faint spiritual energy quickly solidified on the bottom of the lotus leaf plate.I don't know how he did it. There were many fish fillets in the lotus leaf plate, but when the ice solidified, the fish fillets were placed on top of it. It looked as if it was laid on a flat surface. The hard ice actually arrived later than the fish fillets.

The boy squeezed his chopsticks and stared round his eyes, with a slight surprise in his tone:

"Your skill in manipulating spiritual power is amazing! The fish fillet is so thin, and there is a lot of water vapor on it. When it freezes, the fish fillet is not damaged at all... You must be a senior who has already formed an alchemy, right? Fantastic fine-grained control..."

Saying such words in his mouth, the young man looked at Shen Qingyan with inexplicably a little more reverence.

"……You think too much."

Shen Qingyan said silently: "I'm actually just a foundation builder."

Under the completely disbelieving gaze of the young man, Shen Qingyan released his own aura. The young man sensed it carefully for a long time in disbelief, and finally had to admit that Shen Qingyan was really the same Foundation Establishment as him, even two times lower than him. The first heaven is only the realm of the foundation-building second heaven...

"How could this be? You are Foundation Establishment and I am Foundation Establishment. Why can't I do this method of freezing ice..."

As the boy said, he put the fish fillet in his chopsticks on an empty plate, trying to repeat the process of Shen Qingyan freezing the ice, but as soon as his spiritual power was released, the fish fillet and the porcelain plate were frozen firmly ...

Looking at the piece of transparent ice on the table that wrapped the fish fillet and the porcelain plate, and then at the ice cube that was just supporting the fish fillet in the lotus leaf plate, the young man was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked:

"Mr. Shen, have you heard of the Xianyuan Conference that will be held in Guangping City during this time?"

...The Fairy Fate Conference?

The one mentioned by the lord of Guangping City when he was arguing with Bo Yunyi?

"I've heard of it. What's the matter, why did you mention this all of a sudden?"

Shen Qingyan raised his eyes and asked with some doubts.

"That...it's like this." The young man stared at the piece of ice he had made, and asked Shen Qingyan full of melancholy: "I think you are also in the foundation building stage, so you must be participating in this conference, right? There are quite a few sects, which ones do you like more..."

"Why are you asking this?"

Hong Wenming, who had been standing by the side as the background board, finally couldn't hold back anymore. The young man raised his head and glanced at him. Seeing that Shen Qingyan didn't say anything, he explained:

"Although the Xianyuan Conference has the function of selecting the world's heroes, when it comes to a certain sect, each sect will have its own small test for selecting disciples. I thought that according to my strength, I could already choose freely from various sects, but Unexpectedly, I met Mr. Shen today...Compared with Mr. Shen's strength, my level is simply insignificant."

"...my hometown is far away from the land, and it is not easy to go out. In order not to let my family rejoice, I am determined to win this Xianyuan Conference. But when I face Mr. Shen, I am not sure whether I can win There is really no way to be sure, the only choice is to avoid it. Moreover, considering Mr. Shen's level, the sects that can be selected by him will definitely not be too bad, and those who dare to participate in the selection must be geniuses. The pride of..."

"I used to think that I could also be called the proud son of heaven, but now I just went out, and I met Mr. Shen in the city of Quang Binh...Compared to me, Mr. Shen is the real proud son of heaven!"

"It was only a day in the city, and I met Mr. Shen in such a short period of time. From this point of view, there must be more people in this cultivation world. I used to be proud of my strength, I'm afraid it's just because I seldom go out, I've become a frog in a well..."

Saying this, the boy's lips were slightly puckered, and he looked like he was about to cry.

But he didn't want Shen Qingyan to see him cry, so he lowered his head and murmured to himself in a low voice: "...if only I could practice hard when my mother told me to, it would be fine. ...If it doesn't work this time...my father will definitely scold me to death..."

Shen Qingyan was taken aback when he heard that, before he could speak, Hong Wenming couldn't help but said to the boy:

"Young man, I didn't say that, you are really overthinking it!"

The young man was startled, and when he raised his head, he heard Hong Wenming say word by word: "I can assure you with my life, as one of the most well-informed people in Guangping City, the peerless evildoer I have ever seen in my life is full of tricks. There is only Senior Brother Shen..."

As he spoke, he paused, frowned and added reluctantly: "If you count the kind of evildoer that others praised that you have seen from afar, then you can add a thin cloud."

"The people in Yunfu Mountain said this by themselves! If you don't know who Bo Yunyi is...you can't know this, right? I think even if you live in a corner of the world, it's impossible not to know Bo Yunyi right?"

Facing what Hong Wenming said, the boy actually nodded.

"Of course I know Bo Yunyi."

The young man took it for granted: "Our south... We once had an extremely ferocious big monster. It was a bloodthirsty lunatic, and his cultivation level was as high as a pervert. Even the people in the city could not beat it together." ...In the end, Bo Yunyi Bo, the real person, heard about this and came from the north alone.