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Volume 1: Palace of the Sun Chapter 313: The Pig Demon (1) I don¡¯t know I am a guest in a dream

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    Ning Feng leaned on the glazed throne, his eyes half open and half closed, as if he was about to fall into a deep sleep.  ¡­ Maybe it was because after a fierce battle, I suddenly became lazy and felt an indescribable loss of interest and boredom.  Inexplicably, he remembered that at the beginning of his time travel, he studied poetry and books in anticipation of being named on the gold medal list, and became a great scholar. By the way, he wielded power in the government and abolished and established things. The worst he could do was to be named Yiyin Huoguang. Maybe he could still be named.  Huangpao Jia got wet and had a good time; Immediately afterwards, the young Ning Feng discovered that there were immortals and demons in this world, so he immediately took the poems and books and wiped his butt. After all the troubles with Ning Caichen and his son, they dispersed all the family wealth, and finally became his wife.  The outer gate of the Sun Palace. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Three years, before the soul state, Ning Feng recalled that it turned out to be the happiest days in his life.  It can¡¯t be said to be carefree, nor can it be said to be stress-free, but after all, the path to immortality is in sight, and my father is by my side. I always feel that eternal life is just a step-by-step matter.  In the soul state, the Dharma God appeared in his eyes, and the words "There must be light" seemed to ignite something in his heart.  After the Soul Realm, the demon stopped, the chief of the shrine, and the Holy Son of the Demon Sect were defeated in the southern border. When he was in high spirits, the beautiful woman left the world. After three years of fossilization, he still had the good intentions, and even though he died nine times, he still had no regrets.  In the Vast Sea, in the Yin Ruins, Zhongtian fights alone against the heroes of a state, undefeated for a hundred years, never retreating, and holding on to the only road.  Even things that happened recently seem to have the feeling of being far away.  "What should appear below?" Ning Feng laughed self-deprecatingly, "Is it something from the past life?" As soon as this thought came to his mind, he seemed to see himself driving a car at high speed on the national highway, "‡Œ"  one time.  Passed a large car.  At the moment of overtaking.  Ning Feng saw that the car was packed full of pigs.  They snorted loudly and stood close to each other, all looking over with curious eyes.  To catch up, to parallel, to surpass.  During this whole process, Ning Feng felt like he was playing a game of "who blinks first" with a group of pigs that were about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.  The air circulation system stubbornly sent the odor from the pig car into his car. Ning Feng wanted to cut off his nose, so he stepped on the accelerator until he groaned.  Suddenly gone away.  "What am I thinking about?" Ning Feng laughed dumbly and woke up completely.  He still maintained the movement of holding his chin with his hands. Under his seat was the glazed throne, at his feet was the glazed island, and beyond that was the gurgling true water of the Yellow Spring, forming a nine-bend formation of the Yellow River.  Everything is business as usual.  "That's all, let me walk around before the mountain rain comes." Ning Feng stretched, got up from the glazed throne, and walked outside step by step.  "Speaking of which. Except for that startling glimpse when I entered Zhongtian, I have never really seen what Zhongtian looks like." "In the next hundred years, everything is going crazy and overwhelming. Strong men from all directions treat me as a boss. That's right.  It's hard to say if there is another chance." "Let's take advantage of it now." Ning Feng felt light and relaxed as he walked through the Huangquan Lake and waded into the rivers without realizing it.  The scope of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation.  This formation, where thousands of monks are buried, and the Yellow Spring True Water that can annihilate all spirituality, naturally have no effect in front of Ning Feng who is in charge of the Hunyuan Golden Dou.  It only took a moment, a hundred miles away.  As soon as he stepped out of the range, Ning Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath.  Within the scope of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, the land of hundreds of miles has been transformed by the consciousness of Tianxin with the black and yellow energy, and there is nowhere to look like the original appearance of Zhongtian.  As soon as he came out of this area, the first thing he felt was the fragrance of earth, grass, and wild flowers floating in the air.  A little further away, in a place that has not been disturbed by previous battles, there are still birds chirping, beasts roaring, and insects chirping, making it look naturally full of life.  "This Zhongtian is a good place." Ning Feng strolled along the bank of the river, feeling the aura of heaven and earth entering the pores of his body like a spirit. The flesh and blood all over his body seemed to be revived and he was cheering.  "I suddenly understood a little bit." In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the scenes he saw on the Yuanshi Golden Bridge.  Ning Feng subconsciously put his hand on his chest, where the Yuanshi Golden Bridge shrank back to its original appearance, hanging there quietly, like an ordinary pendant.  From that moment on, Yuanshi Golden Bridge seemed to have exhausted all its power, and there was nothing unusual about it.  "Zhang Fan, Chu Liuxian, and Mo Xuan, they all stand at a peak that I still can't look up to, but they still can't take the most crucial step.""At least, they feel that they have not stepped out." Ning Feng could feel that Zhang Fan was the strongest among everyone, but it was he who felt the deepest despair.  That kind of despair is like that of an old farmer who has worked hard all his life, sitting under the old tree at the entrance of the village, casually talking about what he has learned from the outside world, and the younger people in the village listened with rapt attention, with expressions of admiration on their faces.  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:?????? He looks around but can¡¯t see the strength on his back, and is worshiped by all, but only he knows how big the outside world is, and he is already wrong from the root.  "Whether it is Zhang Fan, Chu Liuxian, or Mo Xuan, they all have to leave their legacy there and place their hopes on the next 'same person' because they know that due to fundamental reasons, they have no hope in this life." "  What is this fundamental thing? I never understood it before, but now I suddenly understand it." Ning Feng compared the difference between Zhongtian and Original Fangyu, and seemed to have some understanding.  He naturally understood that what Zhang Fan and others thought was fundamentally wrong, so that they could not take the most critical step. It was not just a matter of the vitality of heaven and earth. It also involved the background of the world, the direction of development, etc.  There is nothing sadder than this in the world.  When a person starts from nothing, he must absorb the essence of his predecessors, and only then can he open up his own path until there is no way ahead.  This is inevitable.  But what if what you absorb at the beginning is wrong?  Even if you are extremely talented and beautiful, you can only stop in front of a certain door, and occasionally you can see the scenery outside through the crack of the door.  So he became more and more desperate.  Ning Feng let his thoughts wander.  While strolling forward by the reins.  Gradually we walked out of the mountains and forests, walked across the plains, passed by prosperous small towns, fishing villages on the water, and entered a deserted land.  This place is overgrown with weeds and there are no humans or animals.  The sky is gradually getting dark, and the sun is setting in the west.  As if dragging the whole world along to sleep peacefully.  "Huh?" Ning Feng stopped and looked up, "Is there smoke ahead?" He tapped his toes, flew up, and landed on the top of a half-withered tree nearby to look over.  Under the smoke, there is a huge building full of desolation. It looks like it was a temple in the past, but now it has been reorganized by someone and turned into an inn.  Outside, there are wooden piles.  Horses are tied above and are eating feed leisurely.  "It seems that this place should be the only place to stay in this area." What came to Ning Feng's mind was the Longmen Inn.  In the middle of the connection between two important places, it is a place to eat on the way.  His nose twitched, and he vaguely smelled a strong aroma, as if something was being roasted, and the gluttons in his stomach were aroused.  Ning Feng raised his brows, his eyes became extremely deep for a moment, and then returned to normal, maintaining his casual state, and walked towards the temple that was turned into an inn.  The distance of several hundred feet was passed in the blink of an eye.  Standing in front of the gate, Ning Feng exclaimed: "What a generous gesture." In front of him, remembering the entrance to the temple at that time, the huge red door was somewhat mottled, and the copper buckles and soaked nails on it had all been wiped bright and shiny.  With golden light.  Ning Feng pressed his hands on the door and pushed it gently.  ¡°Creak~~~¡± The door is much lighter than expected. I guess it is because someone has taken care of it all year round, so it opens easily.  As soon as the door is opened, a warm feeling rushes towards your face, accompanied by the noisy sound, the aroma of barbecue, and the light of red candles and bonfires, which seems to completely melt people into it.  Ning Feng nodded gently. If he were a real traveler, tired and suddenly entered a place like this, he would probably not be able to move away.  He walked inside without hesitation. On the left and right sides of the passage, there were tourists talking loudly, drinking wine and eating meat.  At the end of the passage, in the middle of the building, a bonfire was burning, illuminating the interior of the building warm and fiery red.  The entire opposite side is lined with bronze doors.  Through the gap in the copper door that leads directly to the roof, you can completely feel the light of the fire and the crackling sound from behind, as if the grease dripped down and exploded on the fire during barbecue.  Ning Feng watched with interest as an incomparable woman, twisting her waist and wearing red makeup, approached her.  Her first move was to put her hands on Ning Feng's shoulders, leaning against him, soft and fragrant, perfectly interpreting three words: gentle country.  &nbspThe woman's face was only a fist away from Ning Feng. It was smeared with rouge and gouache, which did not cover up her natural beauty. She spoke and smiled sweetly, showing her charm: "Your Majesty, welcome to the gentle country, the slave's Hengshi." "Hengshi?"  Ning Feng recited the name in his heart and secretly complained: "Shouldn't it be called Jinxiangyu?" "Also, this place is really called Wenwen Township." With thoughts in his mind, he replied with a smile: "Mrs. Boss  "This is my first time here. Do you have anything to introduce me to?" Ning Feng originally wanted to call her by the name "Heng Shi", but it always felt weird, so she simply called her the boss's wife.  When he looked up, he glanced at Ning Feng, his eyebrows raised, as if he wanted to take away the person's soul all at once. If it were a young man with a hairy head, his sex and soul would be light, and his ancestral ranking would be sold.  She took back her hand on Ning Feng's shoulder, held his arm with both hands, and dragged him towards the bronze doors.  "Sir, the landlady is too unfamiliar. Besides, I haven't hired anyone yet. You can ask me to do it for you, or for a small one." While pulling her, she turned her head, her face flushed by the firelight.  , every word has a feeling of warm jade and fragrance coming to my face.  Even in this warm place, Ning Feng couldn't help but shudder.  It¡¯s so disgusting that I can¡¯t even scream.  He wisely shut up and remained silent, subconsciously holding his breath.  Unlike Ning Feng, the two tables next to them looked up, and the guests of the table were raised, and their noses were twitching like something.  Heng Shi obviously saw a little bit of it, and smiled "giggling".  Just when Ning Feng couldn't help but shout "Let's get to the point" and "Get to work", Heng Shi stopped in front of a bronze door and said with a smile: "My lord, please take a look, this is the signature dish of our Wenrou Township."  She freed her hand from Ning Feng's arm, which made Ning Feng feel light and relaxed.  I saw that Bai Shengsheng took a few times in a row.  "Papa papa~" This seemed to be some kind of order, passed somewhere, and then there was a "rumbling" sound.  In front of Ning Feng, a series of copper doors slowly lifted upwards. The first wave of red light and heat waves that came out from behind the doors was followed by the aroma of barbecue, which was overwhelming.  ¡°Please take a look, sir, this is our signature dish: secret roast pig!¡± Heng Shi introduced with pride.  She moved forward with one hand, highlighting the so-called secret roasted pig exposed behind the gradually raised copper door.  At the same time, she turned her body like a water snake to face Ning Feng, as if she was giving way to the best viewing angle.  At the same time, from behind Ning Feng, there was a loud noise. It seemed that the guests who had been immersed in talking and eating and drinking without delay all stood up and raised their arms and shouted.  .  Ning Feng was too lazy to distinguish what the noisy shouts were, since it had to do with the situation at hand.  He looked around and saw that all the copper doors were half open, and the scene behind them was both like purgatory and filled with the strongest smell of the world of mortals.  Behind the bronze door, there is a charcoal fire spread below, the fire is soaring into the sky, and the heat wave is rolling back and forth, like a trapped animal. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Roast pigs are roasted head-to-head until they¡¯re so oily that you¡¯ll be appetizing just by looking at them.  Drops of lard dripped down, making a crackling sound when it fell on the fire. Whenever this happened, the aroma of meat coming out of it could make people stun.  "Sir, please choose. Which one do you want?" Hengshi's little face may have been closer to the fire, and it looked even more rosy. It was as attractive as those roasted pigs, and people couldn't help but take a bite.  .  The guests who had previously paid attention to her did not pay attention to her at this moment. They all looked at the roasted pig hanging high, as if they wanted to jump on it and start cutting it with their own knives.  "Is it so delicious?" Ning Feng looked a little weird and muttered to himself.  "That's of course." When you push your chest out, it's so spectacular and trembling that you always worry that it will fall down.  "Otherwise, sir, let Heng Shi come and help you choose one. You can try it. If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay." Heng Shi rolled up his sleeves, his arms were as white as lotus roots, and he held two hand-relieving knives in his hands.  , pretending to ask the waiter to bring out the roasted pig, and she would cook it herself.  "Slow down." Ning Feng stopped quickly.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for more novels.?Updates faster!
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