After leaving the imperial city, Ling Qingfeng thanked the three old eunuchs for their kind invitation, and then went to the guard camp to pick up Gu Jiannv and Gu Le. The three of them walked on the bustling streets of Shangjing.

Looking at the bustling crowds in front of him, Ling Qingfeng felt like he was a different life.

The hawkers on the roadside were shouting loudly, and cute children holding their parents' hands passed by from time to time, and the girls in white clothes were walking together, laughter spreading to the distance like silver bells.

These vivid pictures quickly overlap with the earth world in Ling Qingfeng's memory. Although the time and space are different and the scenes are different, the vivid atmosphere flowing on the streets is the same. No matter how grand the empire or how brilliant the civilization is, they are all composed of these uncountable people like sand and gravel.

He clearly had ten Tianyuan Pills and ten eighth-level summoning talismans in his arms, but Ling Qingfeng was still unable to calm down and practice. He would rather walk aimlessly in this street market.

What was he looking for? Neither Gu Jian nor Gu Le knew, but he felt that there was a hint of sadness on Lord Aman's face suddenly, as if he had lost his spirit. He knew that there was something in his heart, but he didn't know where to ask.

Before he knew it, Ling Qingfeng walked to a noodle stall and stopped.

"Customer, eat a bowl of noodles! My beef noodle soup is made of big bones, and sprinkle some chopped green onions and tastes delicious." The owner of the noodle stall is a kind old man. He wears coarse cloth clothes with patches on his body, but it is very clean and neat, and looks quite energetic.

Ling Qingfeng found a seat at the noodle stall and sat down, and said lightly: "Three bowls of beef noodle soup, you need a large portion!"

"Okay! Guest, please wait. Three bowls of beef noodle soup, it will be ready soon!" The old man from the noodle stall responded with a smile.

Ling Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and asked casually: "Boss, how much does this beef noodle soup cost?"

The owner of the noodle stall didn't even look back. He replied happily: "Don't worry, it's cheap! A big bowl of four copper coins and a small bowl of three copper coins will definitely be able to keep you full!"

Seeing that the three teenagers were dressed in plain clothes and were covered in dust, the old man thought they were worried about the price, so he explained patiently.

After a while, three bowls of steaming beef soup served on the table, and the rich beef fragrance instantly spread.

The source of beef in Huoluo is not the plowing ox from the earth world. It is produced from a kind of bison beast in the wild forests in the suburbs. The meat is delicious and chewy.

Ling Qingfeng looked at the bowl of beef noodle in front of him, but did not rush to move his chopsticks, but asked casually, "Old man, is the business in Beijing easy to do? I think it seems that you are the only noodle stall on this street?"

The old man who sold noodles smiled happily and said, "Young man, are you just here to go to the capital? It's pretty good to make a living here. I sell noodles every day. I can earn 80 cents a day. The tax I handed to the official is ten cents, and I will pay another five cents on the ground. I can earn about sixty copper coins every day. This is twenty years. Don't underestimate my noodle stall. My son is thanks to his wife!"

The old noodle seller said, his hands and feet were nimble. While cooking an old soup pot for the new guests. Every time he finished the bowl of noodles, he would pick up a few slices of beef gravy in the soup pot and cover it. Although his noodle stall was not big, he had almost never stopped the customers.

Ling Qingfeng looked at the old man who was selling noodles, but he thought of Zhu Liming, a roommate at the First Public Security University in the capital. If the fat man lived here, the situation at home would be similar to that of this old man. He would do some small business and save money to marry his son and thousands of people like him lived this simple but simple life, day after day, year after year.

Suddenly, Ling Qingfeng knew the reason for his unhappy mood.

Because the people on the Central Continent and ordinary families on the Earth are actually not different, they are just in different time and space. And do they really want to break this tranquility? If one day the war in the two parallel spaces really starts, the suffering of these people at the bottom is still the ones. Maybe they don’t understand what democracy and freedom are, and they don’t know what resource plunder and racial survival are, but war is destined to destroy everything they have.

"Do I really want to be the one who ignites the fuse?" Ling Qingfeng looked at the busy figure of the old man and remained silent.

The biggest contradiction in Ling Qingfeng's heart is that after becoming more and more familiar with the Zhongzhou world, he is increasingly reluctant to destroy all this. He does not think that the common people in the capital are no different from ordinary people in China. They are all the same creatures. They are busy and busy for three meals a day, and work hard all year round for their children. How can they do it and destroy all of this?

However, if you don’t consider these things, one day, the Central Continent will discover the earth world and master the path to the earth world. At that time, can those so-called emperors, generals and ministers resist this huge temptation?

"Young man, if you want to gain a foothold in Shangjing, you must learn some real skills! You ask me why I only have one noodle stall on this street, haha! It's not that the old man was yelling, there were fifteen or sixteen twenty years ago, and there were seven or eight ten years ago. The last one left the year before yesterday. Do you know why? Nothing else, it's because the old man's beef noodles are the most fragrant and authentic. They can't beat me, so they had to move away! Go elsewhere to do business!"

The old man seemed to be very good at talking, so he continued to yell: "It's not that the old man bragging to you. In order to learn this skill of beef noodle, I spent two years to become a master. I only used thousands of pounds of bison meat for practicing. To put it bluntly, I have to be strong by myself. Because the beef noodle I made is a master of the old man, so when I saw me being placed, I had to take a detour."

A diner next to him smiled and said, "Old Niu, why don't you go to those big restaurants to be a chef! You can get ten silver coins a month! You can earn more than you do!"

The noodle stall owner Lao Niu grinned and said, "I won't be subject to those restrictions. I set up a small stall myself, regardless of wind and rain. Isn't it been twenty years? The most important thing is to marry a good wife for my son. When I have another fat boy next year, the old man will live happily and content in his life!"

Old Man Niu's words fell into Ling Qingfeng's ears without missing a word, and his heart was slightly shocked, but when he saw his brows frowning, he seemed to have realized something.

"It makes sense. A blacksmith must be strong himself! As long as the power I have in my hands is strong enough, it will be up to me at that time, and it is not necessary to follow other people's routines! Just as this old man said, live happily for the rest of his life, no one can care about me!"

Ling Qingfeng had a sudden enlightenment and successfully eliminated the obstacles in his heart. After this thought was realized, he suddenly felt refreshed and extremely comfortable.

A Tianyuan Pill was taken out of his arms, and gently rubbed it, crushing the wax clothes on the pill. A strange fragrance immediately drifted out. Everyone on the street who smelled this strange fragrance raised their heads in surprise, and couldn't help but twitch their noses to find the source of the strange fragrance.

Ling Qingfeng threw the Tianyuan Pill, which was hard to find, into the beef noodle bowl. He sniffed it twice, and might feel that the medicine was not strong enough, so he took out two more, a total of three Tianyuan Pills, and threw them all into the beef noodle bowl.

An extremely rich strange fragrance floated out of the beef noodle bowl and suddenly drifted into the air. It could be described as the fragrance of ten miles.

All the people passing by on the street were fascinated. Anyone who smelled the scent of medicine couldn't help but recall the most beautiful and wonderful moments of his life in his mind.

This sweetness that emanates from the depths of memory is like a mellow drink and unforgettable for a long time.

Then, Ling Qingfeng picked up the beef noodle bowl and whipped a large bowl of noodles into his stomach.

A stream of noodles mixed with the aroma of beef and the surging medicinal force entered his abdomen, and then he felt a rushing heat flow filling his limbs and every meridian in his body in an extremely rough way.

This feeling of fullness throughout the body is extremely comfortable, but it doesn’t make you vomit easily.

At this moment, Ling Qingfeng clearly heard the sound of his blood flowing, like a rushing river, and the sound of his bones growing slowly, like an old cow pulling a cart, or like a spring bamboo shoot, like a sound of nature, extremely beautiful.

But all this cannot withstand an enlightened heart, a desire for power, and a heart that dominates destiny.

"My life is up to me, not to the sky, and the sky is flying in the sky!"

Ling Qingfeng felt that the world in front of him became much clearer and clearer in an instant. When his body lightened, he felt like he was about to rise up from the table and floated in an ecstasy. He seemed to have suddenly escaped the constraints of gravity on his body, removed the heavy burden on his body, and from then on he was as free as a god.

At this moment, a bowl of beef noodles added to the ingredients allowed Ling Qingfeng to successfully break through the realm, breaking from the Lingkong Secret Realm to the Wukong Secret Realm, and can truly travel around the sky. As long as your thoughts are together, the combination of himself and the heaven and earth elemental power is increased ten times, and you can fly a hundred miles away in an instant.

The Lingkong Secret Realm is equivalent to the cultivation level of a heavenly-level strong man in the earth world. Its most important sign is that he can float up in the air without relying on external forces, but this is far from enough for the battle between the strong. Only the Wukong Secret Realm can truly soar freely in the air and fly freely. This means that his maneuver power has a qualitative leap, his speed has increased ten times, and his attack methods can also become more diverse, no longer sticking to martial arts moves and center of gravity.

Ling Qingfeng slowly stood up, bowed to the old man selling noodles, and said, "Thank you, your beef noodles are indeed a masterpiece in the capital, it's so delicious! I'll come again next time!"

After saying that, Ling Qingfeng held the collars of Gu Jiannv and Gu Le like lightning, and gently lit up his toes, and flew to the sky. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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