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- In recent decades, the Starry Sky Defense Line has entered a period of calm.
The mortal world of the witch-god civilization is peaceful with singing and dancing, the streets are lively and noisy, young men wear bright clothes and angry horses, knights drink and talk and laugh, and wealthy businessmen travel far away by boat. The brothel where the lights never go out, the pear garden where the music never fades, the endless joy and sorrow of separation in the world.
The setting sun hangs in the sky, and the sunset glow is as red as a flame.
Zhang Ruochen walked quickly on the street where people were constantly flowing.
Chi Xingtian chased after him and said, "Is there really a way to help me repair my foundation and help me step into the immeasurable?"
"Repair the foundation, there is a chance! As for whether you can step into the infinite, the key lies in you, not me. I am not that capable yet." Zhang Ruochen said.
Chi Xingtian couldn't hide his excitement and said anxiously: "Be clear! Do you want any benefits? Just make an offer!"
Passing through the bustling city, we entered a muddy slum.
The houses are small and in disrepair. Most of the mortals living here wear navy blue shirts and are fully patched.
Zhang Ruochen walked into an old porridge shop, sat by the window, knocked on the green-brown wooden table, and said, "Auntie, two bowls of white rice porridge, a cage of beef buns, and a plate of pickles."
The porridge shop is not big, with only seven tables inside and outside.
?Looking at the color of the window lattice and the wear and tear on the threshold, it all shows that this porridge shop has been around for a while!
The stove is outside, the fire is blazing, and white steam is filling the bamboo steamer.
There was only one woman in a blue floral cloth who was busy there. She looked like she was in her fifties, her face was full of traces of time, she was very quiet and skillful, she did things neither slowly nor urgently, but her technique was not slow.
Chi Xingtian chased him into the porridge shop, sat down opposite Zhang Ruochen, and said, "You are telling me, if there is a way to help me restore my foundation, you can ask for any conditions. You have also seen that Long Ba is too arrogant and arrogant. If God cannot step into the infinite, she will ride on her head in this life! This is absolutely intolerable!"
¡°Bang!¡±
¡°Bang!¡±
Two bowls of porridge were placed heavily on the table.
The woman said coldly: "If you want to talk crazy, go somewhere else, don't come to me. You are not the only ones drinking porridge!"
After saying that, she walked out, wiped her hands on her apron, and then added fire to the stove.
Chi Xingtian was stunned and watched her leave: "Do you know who this god is? Coming to your porridge shop is your luck that you have cultivated for three lifetimes."
The woman ignored him and turned a deaf ear.
In the porridge shop, all the customers eating porridge looked at Chi Xingtian with strange eyes.
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said nothing, took a bowl of rice porridge and picked up a spoon to taste it.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen the true god descending to the mortal world?"
Chi Xingtian stared at the onlookers, causing a burst of laughter.
"Stop pretending to be a god, try it, this porridge is very good!" Zhang Ruochen said.
"What other porridge should you drink? If you want to eat dragon liver, phoenix gallbladder, and drink Baihua Shenjiang, I can get it for you too."
This time, Chi Xingtian released the field and isolated the sound.
"Try it!"
Zhang Ruochen pointed at another bowl of rice porridge with a spoon.
"It's just a bowl of porridge!"
Chi Xingtian suppressed the eagerness in his heart, picked up the bowl, and took a sip. Gradually, the expression on his face became a little unnatural, and he looked into the bowl.
Then, he picked up the spoon and tasted it slowly.
"It's really strange. Could it be because I haven't tasted human food for many years? It's just an ordinary bowl of porridge, but it has a different taste." Chi Xingtian said.
Rice porridge, no matter how good it is, cannot compare to dragon liver, phoenix gallbladder, fine wine and jade liquid.
But it is indeed amazing to be praised by a great god.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Perhaps it's because the people who cook the porridge are diligent and do such an ordinary thing every day for decades, so they can turn common things into magical things. It may also be because you haven't tasted it for hundreds of thousands of years. So I think it¡¯s a bit different.¡±
Chi Xingtian¡¯s bowl was already empty. He imitated Zhang Ruochen and called out, ¡°Mom, here are ten more bowls.¡±
The woman brought over the hot steamed buns and pickles.
Chi Xingtian was not afraid of burning his mouth. He even threw three buns into his mouth, which made his mouth deform. He said vaguely: "The buns are not bad, let's get ten more."
Zhang Ruochen smiled at the woman, but the woman showed no expression and walked to another table.
On that table, there sat a middle-aged man, who looked quite elegant. Every hair was neat, every button was well-dressed, andHow many blows can Zhang Ruochen sustain with the power of his ancestor?
Once the power of the ancestor is exhausted, the value of the spear will be far inferior to that of the divine weapon, and it will fall into the category of holy weapons.
With the ancestor god walking in clothing to escape, and the demon tyrant gun defending himself, Zhang Ruochen's confidence has greatly increased and he is full of confidence!
Chi Xingtian said: "This first condition is satisfied, right?"
"There should be a lot of ancestor relics that the great god obtained from the Demonic Mountain, right?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Chi Xingtian said: "How can there be so many relics of the ancestor? The ancestor of your Zhang family is the one closest to the current generation, and it seems that he didn't leave a few relics, right?"
"It's just a casual question, don't get excited."
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "The first condition is satisfied! My second condition you have to promise me that if I help you step into the immeasurable world, you will be the son-in-law of Tianlong! Marriage , I will never get married again in this life!"
Chi Xingtian wanted to speak.
Zhang Ruochen was very confident and said, "If you refuse, nothing will happen."
Chi Xingtian was still thinking about it. At another table, the middle-aged Confucian scholar whispered something to the woman in a blue floral dress. The woman came over and sat on the other side of the wooden table, silent. , his face was quite solemn.
Zhang Ruochen put away his spear, looked at her, and said, "I've caused you trouble! I really didn't expect that you would actually sell porridge here, and you have been selling it for decades. The porridge is very good, it can be seen that it is real Your intention is to experience the rolling world of mortals, and you can see that your realm has improved to another level."
She could give up even her beautiful appearance, completely replace herself as a mortal woman, and let herself age. She had never felt in this state of mind before!
"Compared to you, it's far behind!" the woman said.
Chi Xingtian came back to his senses, a little surprised, and finally realized that the woman in front of him was very unusual.
Zhang Ruochen came here to drink porridge, it turns out he had a purpose.
Chi Xingtian was quite surprised that the woman's Qi-condensing method was able to hide it from the top gods. Could it be a being who has been crowned a king?
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