Author: Caixinguaguagua

Perhaps Wu Dao is too powerful.

The food at Piaoxianglou is served very quickly. In just one cup of tea, several meat dishes were served on the table.

Wu Dao, who had been hungry for a long time, naturally didn't know any table manners. He spotted a plate of plain-cut chicken and started grabbing food.

Click click click~

Opening its huge mouth, it covered the bones and flesh. Two rows of triangle shark teeth kept opening and closing to chew, and the horrifying sound of bone shattering resounded in the lobby.

Just like a wild beast eating.

It's like mountain spirits and demons wearing human skin have entered the world.

Especially Wu Dao's sharp shark teeth with black metallic luster are completely inhuman.

This frightened many diners, and they all paid and left with pale faces, fearing that Wu Dao would get too excited and tear them apart.

'laugh……'

When Wu Dao saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart. Instead of feeling ashamed, he felt proud.

They are just a group of low-level creatures who are obsessed with beautiful and ugly appearance. They are short-sighted and have the heart of a sparrow. How can they understand the wonderful and powerful evolutionary leap of the human body.

Click click click~

The chewing sound like a man-eating demon still kept sounding.

Wu Dao was not affected in the slightest, and continued to feast and wolf down the food. His huge mouth was like a meat grinder, crushing the plates of meat, and he could not keep up with the speed of serving the food.

Hiccup~

Finally, when all the more than twenty plates of meat and vegetables, enough to feed seven or eight people, were eaten.

Wu Dao felt the warmth flowing from his stomach to all around him, and burped with satisfaction.

"Boy, is the room ready?"

His nails as sharp as iron hooks were picking at the gaps between his teeth.

Wu Dao greeted casually.

The hole in his right arm was too difficult to move, but now his belly was full of nutrients, which was enough to repair it.

But you have to find a quiet place, and it is impossible to expose the secret breathing method in public.

"It's been cleaned up, sir. I'll take you there right now."

The fat shopkeeper, who was trembling all over, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, ran over in person, and led Wu Dao upstairs, not daring to mention the checkout.

"It tastes good. I'll prepare a table later and send it to my room."

Wu Dao picked his teeth and praised him without hesitation. At the same time, he threw out a silver ingot the size of a baby's fist and explained.

"Oh, as long as you are satisfied, I will tell the kitchen to prepare it right away."

The fat shopkeeper quickly took the ingot and smiled. For a moment, he felt that Wu Dao was no longer so scary. He was closer than his biological father.

As for whether Wu Dao can eat another table, that's not a question for him.

As long as you give me money, you will throw away all the food in the kitchen and ruin it, and he won't even frown.

Squeak~

As soon as the two of them walked to the door of the prepared room, the black painted door next to them opened by coincidence.

Wu Dao glanced subconsciously.

He has a white face without beard, eyes as bright as lacquer, dressed in an elegant blue shirt, with a long sword hanging on his waist. He is handsome and handsome, like a jade sword master.

But this is just an appearance.

Wu Dao can clearly sense that in his gentle and friendly spirit, there is a restrained and introverted, yet sharp and murderous intention.

Divine power realm!

And it is extremely special. The threat level is at least on the same level as Meng Qingshuang, or even higher than that.

Swordsmanship?

Wu Dao lowered his gaze and calmly looked at the black-sheathed thin sword worn by the green-shirted young man at his waist.

Armed with sharp weapons, the killing power increases.

What's more, it's an extraordinary human being who studies the art of weapons.

This seemingly frail young man is undoubtedly a warrior who specializes in swordsmanship, and his attainments are not low.

There is a hint of restrained master style in every move. It is obvious that the way of swordsmanship has reached the state of a master of all changes, and it is almost impossible to find an opponent in a fight within the same state!

This is not an exaggeration, but a very simple truth.

When everyone's physical fitness is about the same, if someone who practices boxing and kicking fights someone who specializes in weapons training, they are not indestructible and will be chopped up in minutes.

Squeak~

While Wu Dao was thinking, the door to the room had been opened by the fat shopkeeper.

Seeing the frail young man frowning slightly in displeasure, Wu Dao grinned and looked back, entering the room, already leaving a deep impression on him.

The realm of the Master of Variety.

Ordinary people need fifty or sixty years of immersed practice in a skill before they can achieve it.

But that young man, who looks like he must be in his twenties at most, has already achieved a hundred things, and his intelligence and qualifications can be imagined. It is not an exaggeration to call him a genius in this remote place.

There is basically no stupid person in this kind of person, let alone being aimless.

He must have already known what the anomaly was in Shenyun Mountain and confirmed that it would be of great benefit to him, so he stayed here without leaving.

Classic and elegant room interior.

'It is also very attractive to the realm of divine power...'

Wu Dao sat in front of the table, tapping the table with his eagle-claw-like fingertips, his mind fluctuating, licking his lips, and his unusual appetite in Shenyun Mountain increased to another level.

but.

Now that strong competitors have emerged, they cannot be ignored.

"Do you know the origin of the swordsman in the room next to him?"

Wu Dao didn't hide anything. He raised his head and asked the fat shopkeeper who was about to leave.

As the saying goes, know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

Although his strength now stands at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, he has no arrogance and looks down on any opponent, let alone a genius with a versatile swordsmanship at a young age.

"Uh...you don't know, sir?"

The fat shopkeeper looked surprised. It seemed that the swordsman in blue shirt was famous in this area, so he explained in a low voice:

"The young master's name is Yuntianliu, and he studied under Yang Wufeng, the acknowledged leader of swordsmanship in the palace.

However, at a young age, he has already reached the pinnacle of his divine power, and his swordsmanship is even more proficient, comparable to that of famous masters. He often performs heroic deeds and saves people from misfortunes. Regardless of his virtue or force, he is one of the leaders of the younger generation of Fang Cun Sword Hall.

Moreover, she is pregnant with the Huang Ting sword, and is expected to be reborn before the age of twenty-five, and truly embark on the path to transcendence.

However, I heard that he hit a demon a few years ago and injured his bones, so he has always been ill, but his strength cannot be underestimated, and there are basically no opponents in the realm of divine power."

"A demon?"

Wu Dao's expression moved slightly, and he asked a question he had always had in his mind: "Are there many strange things or monsters in Guangqing Mansion similar to those in Shenyun Mountain?"

Ever since I first came into contact with monsters, activated the attribute panel, and tasted the benefits.

He has always been very interested in anomalies, but due to the information gap, his understanding of the aliens in this world is too limited.

There is basically no idea of ​​strength or weakness.

"I don't know about this little one."

The fat shopkeeper said with some taboos: "However, I have never heard of these evil things before Dali was in chaos. Maybe it is true to the old saying, there are many evil things in troubled times."

"That's it, okay, you go and do your work."

Wu Dao felt a little regretful and waved his hand for the fat shopkeeper to leave.

Squeak~

The door was closed and the room was silent.

"It seems that from now on, we must have more contact with people on the extraordinary side."

Wu Dao looked at the closed door, his eyes flickering as he digested the information he had just received.

The attribute of evil and strange.

Most of them are dark and sneaky creatures that eat human flesh, flesh and soul.

It is normal for ordinary people to die if they touch it, and it is normal if they don't understand it. Only extraordinary monks can contact it head-on, fight against it, prevent and treat it, and leave information and classics to be passed down to the world.

If he wants to quickly improve his strength with abnormal food in the future, he will inevitably have to deal with the forces on the extraordinary side.
To be continued...