Feng Gui said loudly: "The monk who is unwilling to provide identity seals wants to come to Yichen Hall for a meal and can produce spirit stones. We will mark the daily price of the dishes on the board at the door." Feng Gui's tone of speaking really makes people feel that he is tiring, but when everyone sees his face, they feel that everything the beauty says is right.

Jing Nan smiled and said, "We Chef Du will cook a lot of dishes. If you want to taste other dishes, you can let Chef Du tailor it for you. It's just that you will have more spirit stones to spend."

Du Heng was full of black lines. Is Jing Nan asking for trouble for him? If everyone came to order food, wouldn’t he be so busy?

Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng comfortably, and he said slowly: "Chef Du serves you in the two periods of noon and hour every day, and everyone is welcome to come and taste it."

Du Heng wanted to kneel down for the three of them. Before he became famous, Xuan Yu and the others were about to cut off his retreat? Aren’t they afraid that the sword cultivators would throw them out of the dining hall when they were angry?

Jiang Shangzhou actually spoke at this time. He took out a white warm jade from his arms for a month: "Speaking of this, I didn't have the qualifications to eat at Yishentang for three consecutive days. I think the Yishentang tastes very good. Let me put my seal here in the future?"

Du Heng looked at Jiang Shangzhou, wasn’t this guy a disciple in the Foundation Establishment Stage? Isn’t the sect seal available to cultivators above the Golden Pill?

Du Heng wrote all the questions on his face, and Jiang Shangzhou smiled and handed the warm jade that emitted the temperature to Du Heng: "In order to make this seal, I was scolded by the old bald man in the General Seal Hall for a long time. You can't let me down."

Du Heng's question was replaced by moving, and he held Nuan Yu: "Okay!"

After Jiang Shangzhou, seven or eight monks handed over the seals one after another. Du Heng took a clean bag and packed them. With these seals, it would be impossible for Wang Jian to make things difficult for him.

Du Heng originally thought that other monks would scold him, but Yishen Hall had done so many things before operating for a few days. At worst, he wouldn't come to have a meal in the future. Unexpectedly, after Jiang Shangzhou handed over the seal, the other monks didn't say a word. Instead, many monks expressed shame that they went back to the main hall to take out the seal and asked Du Heng to bring their meals in the future.

Du Heng was very moved. The monks in Shenxu Palace were really easy to talk to. They were completely different from those sects he imagined. How could the monks who could achieve the right path be destroyed?

After dinner, Jing Nan and Feng Gui were writing the instructions for dining in Yichen Hall, and Xuan Yu was washing dishes. Du Heng hugged and smiled happily counted the seals in the bag: "Hehe, we received eight seals!"

Xuan Yu said slowly: "Next time we encounter such a thing, just say it outright. You are a Jindan cultivator, and the sect servants are in a poor eye and cannot tell that your cultivation is his problem. You don't need to be angry with him. Even if we become slaughter now, there is no need to swallow our anger."

Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu in a moved manner: "Yeah."

At this time, Feng Gui was leaning on the desk outside the kitchen with a wooden board in his arms: "Look at what you need to know."

Du Heng looked at it and his first reaction was that he had a very domineering character. This font is different from the font of Feng Gui, which Du Heng is familiar with. Feng Gui said: "I have changed the font specially, do you think it's okay?"

I saw the wooden sign saying: Yichentang meal instructions. Article 1: Daily meal time of Yichentang: lunch and lunch, dinner and dinner.

Article 2: Do not provoke trouble in Yichentang, and do not waste food. If there is any violation, Yichentang will not be accepted.

Article 3: When monks whose seals are not in Yishen Hall enter the hall for meals, they need to pay spirit stones. The amount of spirit stones paid shall be based on the price of the day.

There are a few below, which are basically the same as Feng Gui and the others said. Du Heng deeply suspected that these people had already agreed before entering Yichen Hall, otherwise how could they come up with so many rules and regulations in a meal?

Jing Nan lay beside him, holding a wooden board in his hand, with rows of bamboo sticks nailed to the board: "This is used to hang their seals, so who will eat at a glance."

Xiaoxiao squeezed over from Jing Nan. He held a pile of two-inch-long wooden signs in his mouth, and the wooden signs were written in a straight font. The best thing was that there were prices under the name of the dish, such as meat eggplant and a spirit stone.

Du Heng felt that if these cards were hung out, the Yishentang would be deserted. But forget it, he was not from Shenxu Palace to open a hotel. He believed that Xiaoyu and the others would not harm him.

On a sunny afternoon, Jing Nan started to become lazy again. He made a lounge chair and lay in front of the Yishen Hall, holding her and smiling. Feng Gui looked back and forth in the Yishen Hall, and felt that he didn't like the layout of the Yishen Hall, especially the back kitchen.

Xuan Yu put on a basket and Du Heng on his back and went to the Divine Bone Peak. They were going to buy the Spirit Gathering Array.

When Du Heng was in his hometown, he read fantasy novels, and he could collapse in every move of those big guys. Logically speaking, Xiaoyu and his friends' cultivation is not low, and they don't usually see them use their ultimate moves. The only time he saw Feng Gui take action was the sword that fell from the sky when he was in crisis. Most of the time, Xuan Yu and the others were warm and peaceful, no different from ordinary people.

Xuan Yu saw Du Heng staring at his side face and was in a daze. He touched his face and smiled, "What's wrong?"

Du Heng looked around and there was no one around. He leaned over and kissed Xuan Yu on the side face and praised: "My Xiaoyu is so beautiful!"

Xuan Yu's smile burst out from the bottom of his eyes, his eyes narrowed and his lips raised, and he was gentle and happy.

He hugged Du Heng's waist and kissed him deeply: "I'm yours."

When Du Heng thought that such a beautiful little jade belonged to his own family, he felt like a flying bird. He walked on the mountain road with Xuan Yu's hand and watched the big tail of the wonton shaking, Du Heng sighed sincerely: "It's so good."

After passing the Shencao Peak, Du Heng thought he could see the Shenbone Peak, but he didn't expect that what appeared in front of him was a barren land. There was a square floor covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet on this barren land. There were countless strange magic weapons on the floor.

The Divine Bone Peak that Du Heng was looking forward to was a hundred miles away. You can only see the shadows of the blue and black mountains in the west in the distance. The sect monks can control their swords, but it would be too hard for the outer servants to go back and forth between the Divine Bone Peak and other sects.

In order to facilitate these errand activities, the monks of Shenbiao Peak placed many magic weapons on the road. As long as they shook the spiritual cards issued by the sect on the magic weapon, the magic weapon would carry the errands to and from other hills quickly.

Du Heng picked a bowl-shaped magic weapon. When he sat in it, he felt like he was jumping into the rice grains. When the magic weapon started to move, Du Heng said happily: "Flying up!"

Xuan Yu wondered: "What's wrong?" It's normal for magic weapons to fly. Du Heng was not the first day flying in the sky. Why was he so excited?

Du Heng smiled and showed his big teeth. He smiled and said, "When I was a child, I dreamed that I was sitting in a big blue and white porcelain bowl at home and flew to school."

In his dream, he flew between the blue sky and white clouds, and saw the familiar scenery becoming small. The incredible feeling made him wake up when he fell asleep.

Finally one day, he really dreamed of flying in the bowl! Although this was not the big blue and white bowl in his dream, he could just use it!

Du Heng poked his head out to look at the scenery below. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He felt that the outline of the wasteland below was very strange. You could see at a glance that the edge of the wasteland bordered by the Shenzao Peak land was clearly distinct. The color of the wasteland was gray-yellow, and the place where the wasteland bordered by the wasteland was blue-black.

Du Heng asked Xuan Yu to look at it strangely: "Xiaoyu, look, is there a formation below? The shape of this wasteland is so curious."

Xuan Yu said calmly: "I heard that Shenxu Palace once produced a genius who practices both swordsmanship. The magic weapon he practiced was sought after by many people in the cultivation world. However, one day when he was refining his weapon, the furnace exploded, and the entire mountain was razed to the ground. I think what you see is the traces left after the explosion that year."

Du Heng was sweating coldly, why did he let him hear such a cruel truth? The pit on the ground is so big, is that monk practicing magic weapons? What he practices is obviously a nuclear weapon!

He looked at the land below again. Sure enough, after he had a cognition, he felt that the shape of the wasteland was indeed a round shape. The more he looked, the more he looked like a nuclear explosion pit!

Du Heng asked, "What? Is the sword cultivator still alive after the nuclear explosion?"

Xuan Yu shook his head: "I don't know, this may only be known to the people from Shenxu Palace."

Du Heng sighed: "I used to say that the big guys in the cultivation world will collapse in every move. Now it seems that they are better to be safe and stable." He didn't want to be neighbors with such a dangerous big guy at all. He didn't want to sleep well at night. He and his home were blown up to the sky.

After flying for two incense sticks, the magic weapon stopped on the floor at the foot of the Shengu Peak. The two of them came down from the magic weapon and looked around. Du Heng said astonished: "It's so spectacular."

The Shenbone Peak is different from other peaks. The Immortal Palaces on other hills are scattered all over the mountain. When you look around, you can see the misty Immortal Palace. There are more immortal palaces on the Shenbone Peak than trees, and when you look around, you can see the roofs. The monks flying on the Shenbone Peak with their swords, Du Heng couldn't help but think of the time he was chased by a man-eating bee in the Dongji Mountain...

Oh, there is a cold war.

Xuan Yu held Du Heng's hand: "Let's go and check out the spirit gathering array."

After walking out of the floor, they walked along the way up the mountain for half a cup of tea, and they saw a huge square. There was a huge refining furnace in the square, and the blue smoke curled up on the refining furnace. Before they got close, they felt the heat was so hot.

There were many monks wearing colorful clothes around him going back and forth. The palace clothes of Shenxu Palace were all moon-white, while the outer servants were wearing gray robes. He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when he saw so many colors.

Du Heng had another question in his heart: "Why are there so many people from other sects here?"

Xuan Yudao: "Shen Bone Peak is located in the northwest of Shenxu Palace. There are many small sects in the northwest who will come to join Shenxu Palace. Shenji Peak has become a gathering place for the small sects because of its unique geographical location. In other words, Shenji Peak is the head and face of Shenji Palace. The other main peaks are much lower-key than Shenji Peak."

Du Heng suddenly realized: "I remember. You have said before that there is Tianyi Sect behind Shenxu Palace, and there are many small sects next to it. It is also important to have a good relationship with the small sects these days."

Xuan Yu said: "That's about it. Moreover, there is a wasteland next to the Divine Bone Peak. Even if something happens, it will not disturb the sect." Du Heng sighed and looked back at the wasteland: "I didn't expect that the wasteland will have this use."

Du Heng and the others walked around the refining furnace next to the square and towards the refining hall next to them. Before they could approach the refining room, Xuan Yu grabbed Du Heng: "Wait."

Du Heng stopped: "What's wrong?"

A girl in green clothes walked out of the weapon refining room, and the girl's eyebrows were filled with sorrow that could not be melted.

It’s Jinghong, Jinghong is actually at Shenbone Peak!

Jinghong lowered his head and didn't notice Xuan Yu and the others. After she left the weapon refining room, she walked up the mountain along the path.

Du Heng asked in confusion: "Why is Jinghong here? How could she get into Shenxu Palace?" Xuan Yu said: "Jinghong is a frequent visitor to Shenxu Palace, so it's not surprising that she is here."

Why do you say that Jinghong has been obsessed with the palace master of Shenxu Palace for 800 years and has not yet been admitted to Shenxu Palace. Wouldn't it be a joke if he told these 800 years?

After Jinghong's figure disappeared, Du Heng and the others walked towards the weapon refining room. There were not many people in the weapon refining room in Shenxu Palace. When Wonton entered the door, there were monks around and discussing: "Ha, this spiritual dog is powerful!" "It's good to keep one."

Du Heng bowed to the monk behind the counter: "Fellow Taoist, do you have a spirit gathering array to sell?"

The monk raised his head and looked at Du Heng. After seeing that Du Heng was wearing a gray robe of a servant, his attitude was a little perfunctory: "Spirit Gathering Array? Yes, how big do you want?"

Du Heng asked, "How big is it to sell?" The monk said, "The smallest one can cover three acres of land and three thousand spirit stones."

Du Heng whispered, "Thirty thousand spirit stones..." He only thought about buying a spirit gathering array with more than ten thousand spirit stones sold by black cicadas. If he had 30,000 spirit stones, he would have to paste more than twenty thousand spirit stones. It’s not that he didn’t have so many spirit stones on him, and he made nearly twenty thousand spirit stones last time he sold food. He just was a little reluctant to let it go.

Du Heng's expression fell into the eyes of the monk, and he said casually: "Don't have money?"

Du Heng smiled embarrassedly. Xuan Yu couldn't stand Du Heng's grievance, so he took a step forward:

"How many spirit stones are there in the largest spirit gathering array?"

Du Heng grabbed Xuan Yu as soon as he heard this. Xuan Yu's actions moved him very much. But they are now traitors, so there is no need to spend this money in vain, right?

The monk behind the counter looked up and down at Xuan Yu, and he smiled and said, "The largest spiritual gathering array? 38 million spirit stones, do you know the spiritual gathering array in the spiritual medicine field? It's that kind of one. Why? Do you want to buy one?"

Du Heng hurriedly said, "No, no, no, we can't afford it, we just ask." Xuan Yu clenched his fist forcibly, and he took a step back to be considered as accusation of Du Heng's words.

Xuan Yu's retreat fell into the eyes of the monk, and he smiled and said, "I don't even look at my identity. I can't afford the lowest-level spirit gathering array. I still want to buy the largest one. Hey, there are also the largest ones, three thousand eight spirit stones, do you want it? I'm afraid you can't use it if you buy it back."

Du Heng has always had a good impression of the monks in the Shenxu Palace. Now, he must admit one thing. That is, there will be good people and scum everywhere. It will happen no matter when and where to recognize people when you look at your clothes.

Xuan Yu was very interested in the 3,800-8 spirit gathering array that could not be used for buying it: "Let's buy the 3,800-8 spirit gathering array."

The monk chuckled: "Stop messing around, that spirit gathering array is a formation that was removed from the sword tomb, and it is already in a mess. I won't tease you anymore. The smallest new spirit gathering array is 30,000. You external servants like you buy spirit gathering arrays and go back to plant flowers and grass. You can't use such a big one. If you want to buy it sincerely, I have a spirit gathering array that has been repaired, but it can only cover one acre of land. For the sake of being a sect servant, you can take away the five hundred spirit stones."

Du Heng's eyes lit up, this one can be found!

However, the monk raised his hand and pointed at the wonton: "But, your dog is going to stay here. This dog is pretty good."

The wonton seemed to know the monk's plan, and its neck and hair behind it stood up. Du Heng had never seen the wonton look so fiercely. The wonton roared angrily, and the sound of the wolves made his eardrum tremble.

Du Heng said seriously: "If you don't sell it, you won't sell it. If you want to sell the second-hand spirit gathering array, you can sell it. If you don't sell it, go to see it elsewhere." If you want to make wontons, please don't even think about it!

When the monk saw Du Heng getting angry, he said angrily: "The second-hand small spirit gathering array is very popular. If you want it, take it away with four thousand spirit stones." Du Heng was so angry that he didn't want to speak. He wanted to use three thousand five hundred spirit stones to take away the wontons? It's outrageous.

Xuan Yu said: "Three thousand eight, buy that broken large spirit gathering array.

Pay the money and deliver the goods in one hand."

The broken large spirit gathering array looks like a golden lotus. There are eighty-one petals stacked on this lotus, but some of them are damaged.
To be continued...