Shen Yuanjing originally thought that he would see such magnificent as "the desert is like snow, the moon in Yanshan is like a hook" in Beiyi, or such a magnificent as "the sky is vast, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows the grass is low and the cattle and sheep are seen" in Beiyi, but everything in front of him made him soberly know that the world of white feathers is completely different from his previous life.

The mountains and rivers here are almost like Yunyue, and their personal appearance is consistent with Zhongdi. It is no different from the appearance. Even communication is unobstructed, and the words blurted out seem to be just a dialect in different regions, except for some local slang.

The locals dressed in a simple manner, and they were not accustomed to people who dressed clearly outside the country. Their eyes were mostly because of their handsome appearance, not their clothes.

Gold and silver are used here. If it weren't for the differences in the text that I occasionally saw, it would be almost a state other than the thirteen states.

The northern border that I thought in my heart was not the northern border of my previous life. Shen Yuanjing sighed in a restaurant with a structure that was very similar to Middle Earth.

"Why are you sighing here?" A voice came from the side and asked. He didn't have to turn around, but he knew that he was a middle-aged man who followed him halfway.

Judging from the body movements that this person inadvertently showed, although his martial arts were not innate, he was considered a character, but his face was pale and his eyes were swollen. At a glance, he knew that he was a person who was a transitionalist in wine and sex. Shen Yuanjing naturally didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Seeing that he refused to answer, the man was not angry. He sat directly opposite his table and shouted: "Waiter, give me two more signature dishes, which should be different from the one on this table."

The waiter responded in a hurry, and soon after, two hot dishes were served. The man unfolded a folding fan and said, "Brother, you and I will work together on the same table. Since we are destined to have a good time, it is better to share the wine and food together and enjoy this meal together. What if I ask for it?"

Shen Yuanjing glanced at him and said, "What's the matter if you followed me all the way?"

Seeing him respond, the man was overjoyed and said, "I'm going down the road. Now there is a good thing. I want to introduce it to my brother. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Not interested." Shen Yuanjing replied coldly, and wanted to take out the money and leave.

Ma Lu quickly said, "Brother, let's wait. This is the master of the Earth List. Do you have no idea?"

Shen Yuanjing was stunned and thought to himself, "Is it really such a coincidence that the monk from Dajue Temple came here?" Then he said, "Come on?"

"Hehe!" the man laughed and said, "I just said, how could anyone not be interested in the matter of the Grandmaster? But after all, if this matter is done, you can't forget me."

He saw Shen Yuanjing frowning and stopped talking nonsense. He continued, "Mr. Mu Da, the master of Canglang Castle, has recently returned to the world and spoke to recruit an adopted son for his son Mu Rongbao and invite young talents from all over the world to take the exam. I think the young master is suitable for his age and demeanor, and I don't know if I am interested, but I have an invitation here."

"Mr. Mu Da?" Shen Yuanjing asked directly: "Why haven't I seen this name on the ground list?"

Ma Lu smiled and said, "Young Master is indeed a southerner. There are only 33 people in the southern local list. How can you win the heroes of the world? Therefore, our northern country has added it. There are three people on the list, and Mr. Mu Da is among them. According to the appraisal of Master Zhenjue, the abbot of the Holy Temple, he should be in the same position as him. Mr. Mu Da is humble and ranked behind him."

Holy Temple is the name given to Dajue Temple by people here. If this person is right, then Mr. Mu Da’s martial arts are really good, but he is an opponent who can hone his martial arts skills.

Shen Yuanjing asked strangely: "What's wrong with Mu Rongbao? Mr. Mu must personally accept an adopted son for him?"

The road looked at him with a strange look, as if he was strange that he didn't even know this. He thought that he was from the southern country, so he suddenly realized, looked around carefully, and whispered: "A few years ago, a hot woman came from your south. She was attracted by Mu Rongbao and couldn't rob her. She was interrupted by the fifth... Humph."

He showed a look that even a man understood, so he didn't say anything, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Shen Yuanjing didn't understand, his face darkened, and he thought to himself, "It's not that coincidental, right?" He asked, "Is that woman surnamed Jiang, with a very beautiful appearance, tall body, and a ponytail standing up?"

Ma Lu was very surprised and asked, "Why, brother, do you know about this? No, do you know this woman? I heard that she is quite famous in the south."

It was Jiang Shuyun, and Shen Yuanjing sneered and said, "Women who are on the list of people are also the ones who dare to provoke this kind of trash. That idiot named Mu deserves it."

Before he left Mingzhou, he received a letter from his uncle, and the Qingshui Gang intended to marry the Wang family and fight against the Shen family together. If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang Shuyun will be his cousin's wife.

He did not whisper, and suddenly, the people around him who were slightly closer to each other heard it and turned to look over.

The road was so scared that his hands and feet were cold. This city was under the rule of Mr. Mu. If his subordinates heard it, neither of them would be able to eat. Fortunately, he was a little anxious and slapped the table and cursed: "You Nanman, I kindly advise you not to talk nonsense. Not only do you not appreciate it, but you have become more and more powerful. Today I will teach you a good lesson so that you dare to disrespect Master Mu!"

After saying that, he spread the folding fan and poked it into the other party's throat. Shen Yuanjing had long heard that his fan bone was made of stainless steel. This move was very cruel and would die if he was in the middle.

He sneered, pointed his fingers, and the fan swirled in the air, turned back sharply, and inserted it into his eyes under the forehead of the road.

"Ah!" Ma Lu screamed and took a few steps back, knocked over a table, and fell to the ground. Shen Yuanjing said, "You are also a person with no eyes. You actually want to trick me into making a dog for the eunuch named Mu? What is he worthy of?"

As soon as this said, the building suddenly became an uproar. A few "clangs" sounds, someone pulled out his weapons and shouted: "Where did the savage come from? How dare I insult my young master?"

Seven or eight people rushed over from left and right. Shen Yuanjing reached out and brushed the table. A dish serving dishes flew out in a swirl. He passed by among the few people and flew back to the table.

"Dongdong" sounded, all of these people fell to the ground, and blood gushed from their throats. Everyone turned to look at Shen Yuanjing's table. The plate seemed to have never moved, and the dishes were still in it, as smooth as the edges.

The diners looked at each other. The locals knew the domineering behavior of Canglang Castle. They were afraid of causing harm to the fish in the pond. They hurried downstairs and hid opposite each other. Only outsiders were still sitting next to them, and a few of them came from the south, applauding.

The owner of the restaurant is not an ordinary person. Not only did he not stop him, he also asked the child to deliver fine wine to stabilize him so that he could not find anyone after coming to Canglang Castle and vent his anger.

Soon the sound of horse hooves came from the street, and a group of people rushed to the door and stopped. One shouted, "Mr. An, right here."

Shen Yuanjing turned his head and asked under the window, "The people from Canglang Castle?" Everyone below looked up, and a brave diner pointed at him and said, "It was this man who killed several old men from Guibao."

These people were about to enter, Shen Yuanjing pulled out a handful of chopsticks and sprinkled them down, and nailed them all into the heads of the people and the diners. After a few thumps, the streets were silent.
Chapter completed!