After Zheng Ling and others dispersed, Elder Jing glanced at Qin Cheng's leaving figure suspiciously.

There are opportunities to get out of the city and the temptation of statues.

But Qin Cheng acted very unconcerned this time, which was really strange.

Could it be that something went wrong in Qincheng before?

Soon after, the ancient city immediately became lively.

Although a group of monks were going to run errands to find so-called delicacies for an eccentric old man, it seemed a bit absurd no matter how you looked at it, and it didn't seem like something that a cultivator should do.

But the other party controls the power of entry and exit here, and the conditions he offers are like this. Even if he wants the cultivators to perform a trick, they actually don't have the capital to refuse.

As the monks traveled throughout the ancient city, news about the old man and the method of leaving the city quickly spread with them throughout the ancient city.

Even the slowest monk knew about the old man's special mission before noon.

"You don't test the monks' talents, cultivation, or even their character. You actually ask us to run errands to find dishes?"

"Using Taoist fate to judge your qualifications for leaving the city? This is the first time I have heard such a strange request!"

"Let me wait for him to find mortal food. What does this bastard think of us?"

"The devil knows what this person is doing, but we can only identify him by pinching his nose. And maybe, what he likes is not the restaurant dishes in the city, but the most inconspicuous food at the stalls."

"Fellow Taoist, you woke me up at this point. I quickly went to the stall to try my luck."

"Fuck, wait for me, I'll go take a look too."

Although the cultivators were reluctant, the money and silk moved people's hearts, and no one wanted to be trapped in this hellish place, so they all took action.

Of course, some monks speculated backwards, thinking that what the old man wrote must be the most inconspicuous food from a certain stall.

But most monks still believe that since this old man once followed Xing Zun and saw the world, his favorite delicacies must be the most luxurious and expensive things.

So a large number of monks took the trouble to enter and exit luxurious restaurants and restaurants, tasting and selecting various foods.

This scene is indeed a bit strange.

A group of monks who had already gone through the Tribulation Realm and had gone without food sat neatly in the restaurant, tasting the mortal food. The thoughtful ones even took out jade slips to record their thoughts.

I'm afraid that even when their cultivation was low, they had never eaten so many dishes.

At ten minutes at noon, the entrance to the city lord's palace was once again crowded. This time, hundreds of monks gathered, standing tightly packed.

Almost all the monks in the ancient city were crowded around.

And this reflects the benefit of Qincheng's early layout.

The Mingzhou monks all stood in the back window on the second floor of the inn. They could see everything inside clearly without being crowded with others.

Among the crowd, many people were whispering and discussing.

"I don't know about Horse Riding unless I inquired before. I found out through asking before that the mortal food here is actually so expensive. I just asked a few, and it's worth even more than tens of thousands of spiritual stones?"

"That's right, where are those mortals eating? It's simply scarier than a panacea!"

On the second floor, Qin Cheng's eyes also fell on that area.

This is the advantage of buying an inn in advance. You can see everything in the room even if you don't leave.

At this time, Zheng Ling and Elder Jing were also in the room, and Wang Sheng complained to Elder Jing about the situation he had collected.

"Elder Jing, Senior Brother Qiu, this city is weird, so the price is not surprising. What annoys me the most is that I went to several restaurants and found that each one sells more than a hundred kinds of food."

"A hundred kinds, so many?" Zheng Ling said in surprise.

"Yes, and the names of the dishes in each store are different. If I buy them one by one and try them, even the entire Mingzhou Star Palace cannot afford them."

A single dish costs more than 10,000 spirit coins. In total, I visited more than a dozen restaurants, and I am afraid even the genius would be short of money.

There are countless shops in this ancient city, but they are indeed not enough to sell out.

"Could it be that it really just depends on chance and luck?"

Elder Jing said and glanced at Qin Cheng.

However, Qin Cheng stared out the window and did not participate.

Just when everyone was complaining, the city lord's door suddenly opened.

The strange old man walked out, shaking his cattail leaf fan and holding the fire treasure box in one hand.

Putting the treasure box next to him, the old man sat on a wicker chair and glanced sideways at everyone.

"How are you guys preparing?"

"Senior, you see these foods are what you like."

The prince of the Jiao clan stepped forward and waved his hand.

Suddenly, an exquisite long table appeared in front of the old man. It was filled with spiritual energy and was made of spiritual wood.

Moreover, various tableware are placed on it.

Obviously the monks don't know how to use this thing, it is completely made by the Jiao tribe.

As the patterns on the table loomed, a large array was actually arranged on the table to prevent the dishes from cooling or getting hot.

The Jiao clan prince clapped his hands again, and ten trays fell on the table.

"Very good, you are interested."

Seeing that the prince of the Jiao clan had prepared something with a sense of ceremony, the old man nodded approvingly.

With a wave of his hand, all the upside-down ornaments on the tray flew aside, revealing all kinds of delicacies inside.

"Holy crap, I've seen that thing before, and one copy costs one hundred thousand spiritual stones."

"I've seen that one over there, and it also costs 80,000 spiritual stones."

Upstairs, Zheng Ling and Wang Sheng were speechless when they saw some of these things.

This prince of the Jiao tribe was really willing to spend a lot of money. In order to get out of the city, he spent a lot of money to buy all the signature dishes in the largest restaurants in the ancient city.

"It smells good, I'll give it a try."

The old man picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fat meat and bit into his mouth.

“The taste is okay too.”

The meat juice overflowed, and the old man chewed it hard and smashed it in his mouth.

He nodded in approval, even took out a jug of wine, and began to eat and drink without any image. From the looks of it, he was very satisfied with the dishes provided by the Jiao clan prince.

"Do you think it's that simple?"

"The Jiao clan prince won't win directly."

"He chooses all expensive things. This old man is extremely greedy. Maybe it just meets his requirements."

Seeing the old man so satisfied as soon as he came up, the practitioners were a little surprised and a little nervous at the same time.

Soon, like wind and clouds, all the dishes on the table were swallowed up by the old man and devoured.

"Senior, I don't know if it suits your taste."

Seeing the mess on the table, the old man leaned back comfortably on his chair and burped. The prince of the Jiao clan suppressed his excitement and asked with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm quite satisfied." The old man picked his teeth and said casually.

"Then you don't know the token for leaving the city?"

"Bah! How dare you guess what I have in mind with these inedible and plain food? Get out of here!"

Unexpectedly, when he mentioned this, the old man's face suddenly changed and he cursed.

He jumped up from the wicker chair, flipped the table away with a wave of his hand, then picked up the fire treasure box and turned around and returned directly to the mansion.

With a bang, the door immediately closed.
Chapter completed!