Chapter 645

Tang Chuan didn't read the title of the book, but handed it to xiaodaotong directly. The latter is regarded as a treasure, surprised and happy, staring at Tang Chuan with big eyes.

"I think it suits you." He pointed to the book, which was placed in front of the chest by the children, and said lightly.

He didn't know what the future of this little street boy would be, nor had he thought that such an outcast and down-to-earth street boy could finally reach the top.

Everything in the world is uncertain, and Tang Chuan does not know that he has created a future master of array.

"Now, would you mind letting that guy in?" Tang Chuan said. If there is Butler Tang, all the pots are his, so Tang Chuan can continue to pretend to be a good man, a capital good man.

The little boy nodded and quickly shook his head: "no, you come in because you have the strength to break the array. He's not broken. He can't come in. "

"It's too hard to kill!" Tang Chuan frowned.

Xiaodao Tong still shook his head, and said with milk: "this killing array basically treats everyone with the same attitude. All the illusions are the enemies that he may defeat. What's more, he is a master of array, and he can't break the array..."

Tang Chuan understood that this little guy didn't look up to steward Tang, who used to be bullish, and didn't want to let him in.

However, Tang Chuan needs a person who carries a black pot, and even more needs a man who knows a little about astronomy and geography.

Tangchuan is only a general understanding of Zijin region. Before entering, he didn't know that the main body here was grassland, which was completely different from the continuous mountains of his family.

Each domain has its own characteristics. Some are strange mountains and rocks, some are undersea world, and there are whole valleys and basins, even some in the Gobi desert.

Zijin region is not as good as some big regions with enough aura, but it is also much better than those in the cold. The unique aroma of grass and aura are perfectly integrated together, which is a kind of other enjoyment.

Tang Chuan fumbled in the mustard seeds for a while, and then took out some scraps that he didn't care much about. All of them were unique to the Xiuzhen world. They were not precious, nor were they many.

Looking at the things Tang Chuan pulled out, the boy shook his head in a dignified way. He just looked at the pile of things eagerly and estimated that he could lay out several small arrays.

Tang Chuan just said, "in fact, you can think that he and I come in together."

Blinking, grinning.

As soon as the picture changes, steward Tang looks at Tang Chuan and the little boy who seems to be smiling, especially the smile on the corner of his mouth. However indifferent he always is, he still blows his beard and stares at him.

He also guessed that the array might be presided over by someone, but he didn't expect such a little guy on the opposite side.

The old and the young looked down on each other until they left.

In the direction of xiaodaotong, Tang Chuan galloped tens of miles to get a tent...

"the master, this is one of their lives. Not all the backward people yearn for the advanced, at least most of the practitioners in the purple and golden regions prefer tents." Tang housekeeper raised his head to explain.

Galloping horse, a blood red BMW that can be sold at a high price in the world, appears in front of Tang Chuan with the sound of the wind.

"Who are you?" On the high horse's back, a man who was no more than 30 years old asked, condescending and imposing.

Steward Tang stood up, his old body exuded a threatening momentum, and Shengsheng suppressed the man on the BMW.

"And who are you?" Tang housekeeper tit for tat, with almost the same tone, startled horse neigh, want to retreat.

The man on the BMW rolled over and dismounted. He lost his defiance and introduced himself: "my name is Batu. I'm the owner here."

"Purple gold field?" Tang Chuan raised his eyebrows and asked him.

Batu's face turned red. The owner in his mouth was not a grassland of ten thousand meters, but his private territory.

"Zijin domain is mine, and I can also decide the future of Zijin region to a certain extent." Batu had to explain to himself that he was worth more.

As a strong man in the dark world, it is hard for him to accept being beaten in the face like this.

When Tang Chuan was puzzled, the steward of Tang said: "Zijin area is very special compared with Xiuzhen realm. Besides position, it is more about relationship. Just like the Qingyuan gate came in from the outside, with only one purpose, that is to control this large area. "

"Although they couldn't achieve it for various reasons, they still took the Zijin kingdom from a foreign clan. No, today they are not alien... Now there is a city in the Zijin region, which is called Zijin City. It is jointly managed by three big clans. The rule of Zijin territory is also carried out by these three clans."

"Qingyuan gate, Changqing gate, what else?" Tang Chuan said this with Batu, but asked in his heart.

"Another is zongmen, which developed after the entrance of Qingyuan gate, and has always been an ally of Qingyuan gate." Butler Tang followed Batu, agreed to his request, and went into the tent to discuss Tao.Tang Chuan no longer asked, after a cup of specious milk tea from Batu, he tasted it.

Batu said with a smile: "I don't know if you like to drink milk tea. It's a special product here. It's made with fresh mare's milk."

If you have a look at steward Tang, the most important thing in China is milk tea, especially in English and Hong Kong.

Although their main ingredient is milk, the taste is more acceptable.

Seeing their eye contact, Batu was embarrassed. He invited others to be guests in his own house. The drinks that the guests didn't like were not good.

Tang Chuan noticed Batu's embarrassment and drank all the milk tea in the cup and said, "have a cup of tea in a cup!"

Batu was stunned and rubbed his ears. After tangchuan repeated it, he responded. Surprisingly, he poured a cup of milk tea to tangchuan.

"Mr. Han?" Batu put down the vessel for making milk tea and asked.

Tang Chuan nodded.

After Batu confirmed, he was even more surprised: "I know many Han people, but they don't like milk tea, and even those who sell milk tea in Zijin City will be deliberately avoided..."

the butler of Tang Dynasty knows that the regional and national cultures in Zijin region are not blended, but long-term confrontation and indifference.

Cultural incoherence has something to do with the upper class, more because of interests. After being united by race, you can only reprimand other people's things. This is called tacit, which is very useful.

Tang Chuan said with a smile: "this is Zijin District, which is different from the world I live in. There, the confrontation between small races has been put down, and more is the confrontation between countries. It seems that race is not so important."

Batu was shocked and asked, "is there any difference?"

Tang Chuan shakes his head. Although there is no difference, it is consistent with the outside world. At least walking in the streets of Yanjing, he does not know that the people walking by are from that nationality. They can only be roughly different according to their skin color and habits.

It's better to say that Batu is arguing with the Butler Tang about some problems. Tang Chuan listens most of the time, which is of no use to him.

But he sometimes inserted a sentence, will be word for word grinding, praise.

After pondering, Tang Chuan concluded that this should be the suppression of xuanming realm by Xuankong realm, not only because of strength, but also because of ideas.

Xiuzhen, to put it bluntly, is to compete with the way of heaven. If he wants people to live for only one hundred years, I have to live for a thousand years. He wants me to die at the third watch, and I will set fire to his house at the second.

While learning the way of heaven, while following the way of heaven, this is called fighting with the heaven. It's fun.

From the xuanming realm to the Xuankong realm, even if it is not difficult to step up to the sky, it is also carp leaping into the dragon's gate.

Therefore, it is more difficult for the practitioners to cross the level to fight. For those who have more understanding of the truth, they can sweep the same realm. That's why.

At the sincere invitation of Batu, Tang Chuan stayed and watched Batu produce a sheep from the sheepfold and make it into a roasted whole sheep.

Until about nine or ten o'clock, the golden and crisp roast whole sheep is fresh.

This is not an ordinary roast whole sheep. According to Batu, roasting whole lamb is a good choice. The lamb grown up by eating the grass in this pasture for generations has more aura. Maybe it is not as good as that produced by tomb, but it is a rare delicacy in the world.

To know that Dayu is rarely open to the outside world. If you want to eat such roasted whole sheep, you must be in the purple gold region.

It's hard for people to reach the secular world, not to mention sheep.

Shaking his head, he put aside the inexplicable idea. Tang Chuan ate the leg of mutton, two of which were very close to him, which was the special care of Batu.

What's the reason? Tang Chuan doesn't know. He just thinks that ancient TV is full of mutton legs and drinking unknown drinks. How can he be quick?

Batu entertained Tang Chuan not with "milk tea" in the afternoon, but a jar of sorghum wine buried in the bottom. He said that more than ten years would be enough to eliminate the smell of fireworks.

When Tang Chuan didn't speak, he said, "good wine. This wine should be the top wine brewed by Lingquan."

Batu's face changed, and then a song, he said: "of course, the spirit spring appeared beside the ranch more than ten years ago. After I collected water for three days, the spirit spring dried up... These wine are the rest of those spiritual springs."

"Good luck." Tang Chuan exclaimed.

It's lucky to see a spiritual spring near my home and it doesn't last long. It's no wonder that the aura intensity in this area is much higher than that in other places.

Steward Tang's attention has long been to the sorghum wine, with a common bowl of clay on a bowl, one drink, face rising, red.

"Good wine!" Butler Tang laughed.

Batu also poured himself a bowl. After smelling it on his nose, he was shocked and drank it out. He came to the same conclusion.

"It's intoxicating. It's better to drink less." Tang housekeeper said to Tang Chuan.Don't believe in evil also drink a bowl of wine, three people are almost, blush, thick neck, the spicy taste of the tip of the tongue and heart discomfort, even if the delicious mutton is difficult to suppress.

"Lu Xiaobu, they are the same?" This was Tang Chuan's last thought before he fell. ＜/p

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