That night, Wang Le did not continue to explore the dark acupoints of consciousness, and he fell asleep on the bed without taking off his clothes.

After all, we will set off tomorrow, so we can foresee the days to come, so it is basically impossible to sleep with such peace of mind.

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After nothing happened all night, Wang Le woke up before dawn. After a simple cough, he did not say hello to his grandfather Jiyang. He directly activated the ability of the Longyin of the Breaking Defiant Dharma Eyes, quietly left the mansion, left the Nanhuaguan Temple, and went down the mountain.

The reason for this is that Wang Le knows that his current status in Nanhuaguan is unattainable.

To put it simply, Wang Le is the patron saint of Nanhua Temple today.

Once the disciples in the temple know that he leaves Nanhua Temple at this point in time, people will be panic.

In addition, there is another point that although Cihang Jingzhai retreated, he is still eyeing Nanhuaguan.

It is possible to come to the door again at any time to destroy Nanhuaguan.

If the people of Cihang Jingzhai knew that Wang Le was not in Nanhuaguan, the consequences would be serious and could be imagined with their toes.

In short, before dawn came, Wang Le quietly left without taking away a cloud.

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Although Wushuang City, which is only a hundred miles away from Mount Fuluo, is far inferior to the giant city of Baiyujing, its existence has a long history.

In the evening that day, Wang Le, who had left Nanhuaguan, rushed for another two days, put on the mask made by Tian Yunshan, the wife of Lao Yang in Baiyujing, and turned into a middle-aged man with sallow skin and entered the ancient city.

The reason why he did not show himself to others is because Wang Le didn't want Cihang Jingzhai to find out that he had left Nanhuaguan.

It is not exaggerated to say that a top force like Cihang Jingzhai is spread throughout the martial arts world.

As for the identity of the Imperial throne, Wang Le dared not use it no matter what the matter of stealing the Ten Thousand Beast Flowers.

Back to the topic, when Wang Le entered the city and walked on the main street, the rows of teahouses, restaurants and shops were already on the lanterns, and the passenger flow was full of people, which was very lively.

At first glance, there were martial arts powerful men with strong auras everywhere. According to Wang Le's experience, many of them were martial arts earth-level powerful men.

Although this Wushuang City is small, its prosperity is no less than that of the big cities such as Bai Yujing that Wang Le has been with.

Especially Wang Le saw many ancient and old buildings along the main street. The walls were engraved with various scenes such as ancestors' sacrifices and hunting, warriors' army, large-scale battles, etc., exuding the invisible atmosphere of time.

These buildings are obviously not built in the past two or three hundred years.

Wang Le was not in a hurry to find a place to eat. He wandered around with the crowded crowds, enjoying the prosperous scene in front of him with a sensation.

After all, I have been alone in the depths of Nanhuaguan Canyon for more than a month. Now I am in such a noisy Wushuang City, which makes Wang Le feel like he is a reincarnation and breathes the turbid air here greedily.

During the two days of travel, Wang Le traveled day and night and rarely had a rest, so he planned to repair his energy in Wushuang City, and it would not be too late to rush to Mount Fuluo a hundred miles away tomorrow.

When the last ray of sunset disappeared and the night sky was filled with stars, Wang Le also experienced a lot of fun and had no intention of wandering around and walked out of a shop selling various groceries.

"Oh, in the ancient books of Guanzhong Sutra Pavilion, I often see someone who can hit a huge opportunity in roadside stalls and small shops, making them make their way to the martial arts road. I also wondered if I could find any treasure like those guys, but I couldn't find one of them. It's really full of ideals and the reality is too skinny."

Wang Le, who was standing outside the store, thought to himself in disappointment, and could only say that the stories in the book were all lies.

At this time, murmurs came from his stomach. Wang Le touched them, then took steps and continued to walk along the street, intending to find a place to solve the problem of accommodation and meals tonight.

Soon, Wang Le asked passers-by and came to a restaurant and inn called Shunfulai.

When Wang Le had just stepped on the steps and had not entered the door, a middle-aged man quickly came out and asked with a respectful smile on his face: "Customer, are you having a meal or staying in a hotel?"

Wang Le walked in while crossing the threshold and replied with a smile: "All of them, let's make arrangements for me."

The middle-aged man became more respectful and said without hesitation: "Don't worry, please don't worry, the small guarantee is arranged properly."

After a pause, the middle-aged man asked respectfully: "Customer, if you are tired, the younger one will take you into the guest room first and then deliver the food in."

Wang Le did not answer immediately, but glanced at the lobby on the floor, and more than a dozen tables were already full.

"Just finish the meal here!"

Wang Le said as he walked to an empty table in the corner and sat down.

The middle-aged man who followed him quickly poured tea for Wang Le who was sitting at the table, and asked, "Keep, what do you want to eat?"

Wang Le smiled and replied, "Please me the specialty dishes in your store. Well, I haven't been touched with any oil and water for two days, so it's best to have more meat dishes."

Of course, the middle-aged guy agreed. After all, the price of meat dishes is obviously more expensive than that of vegetarian dishes.

"Customer, our Shunfulai Monkey Wine is famous in Wushuang City, but you want a pot?" asked the middle-aged man.

"Monkey wine?" Wang Le raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is the saying about this Monkey wine? Could it be that it was brewed by monkeys?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before the middle-aged man could answer, a guest sitting at the table next to him couldn't help but squirt out a sip of wine and burst into laughter.

The guests at other tables around also burst into laughter, obviously being amused by Wang Le's inquiry.

The middle-aged man was not upset when he saw Wang Le being laughed at by everyone, so he knew that the other party had a good temper, so he laughed and said, "Since the demon clan has disappeared from this martial arts world, there is no monkey wine brewed by the demon monkey clan."

After a pause, the middle-aged guy changed his mind and said, "But the recipe for the monkey wine we Shunfulai was obtained by the boss' ancestors from the Demon Monkey Clan, and it has been passed down to this day."

"Although it is not as good as the Monkey Wine brewed by the demon monkey, I, Shunfulai's Monkey Wine, is the top brewer in the martial arts world today!"

"Oh?" Wang Le smiled and said, "Since I have said that, I really have to try it."
Chapter completed!