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Maybe one day.

Maybe a month.

Maybe he'll never come back...

Zhuo Family's identity as a Ninth Miss was but a passport to her, allowing her to travel unhindered through this world.

She did not care about the wealth of the Zhuo Palace at all. She only took Xiao Bai and the hidden wave away, and even the gold that she earned from killing the Jiang Yang bandits as a bounty hunter was buried in the Falling Rain Small Tillage … She found that there were no banknotes in the world, and it seemed a little stupid to go out with a truckload of gold.

The streets of the capital were filled with a myriad of merchandise. This world was unfamiliar to Fei Yan to begin with. Some strange items were even stranger!

For example, she would see a triangular bamboo frame that was around one meter tall. She could not figure out what this thing was used for no matter how she thought about it. If the shelves were for placing things, then the triangle was not as stable as the square. This was a very simple reason. Therefore, the desks, dining tables, wardrobe and the like in the 21st century were not triangles, but squares! Furthermore, this bamboo frame was not tall at all. It was only the height of a three-four year old child …

Fei Yan really could not think of its use, putting the book inside was a little clumsy, and it was not even solid either. After asking a peddler, Fei Yan found out that this was the toilet paper in the latrine. Fei Yan was greatly taken aback. Even with ten heads, he couldn't understand why it would be used in such a way.

Fei Yan then asked the peddler why did he not create a square shelf? This is good for stability, and the best way is to make a bamboo basket, or bamboo basket to put toilet paper is more convenient?

When the peddler heard this, he clicked his tongue in wonder.

After Fei Yan brought Xiao Bai and walked far away, the peddler thought for a long time. Then, he suddenly realized something and quickly packed up his stall!

The hawker next to him asked, "It's still early? "Why are you closing up so early?"

The peddler replied, "Go home and make a bamboo basket!"

Another peddler asked curiously, "What's a bamboo basket?"

The peddler answered proudly, "In the future, the bamboo basket will be extremely popular in the world. From now on, everyone will remember me when they go to the latrine! I am going to be famous throughout history! "

Another peddler mocked, "If everyone remembers you when they go to the latrine, it's not that your name is recorded in history, it's that you have an extremely bad memory!"

The peddler ignored the sneer, closed her stall like she was possessed, and ran away, "Anyway, I'm going to be rich!"

"Tch!" This fellow must be craving for money! "

The other peddler looked at him with disdain and continued to shout at him to sell his bamboo rack.

Fei Yan was walking around the market and shops. Actually, she was no ordinary girl and did not like shopping, nor did she need to buy anything. Only by interacting with these merchants, hawkers, and farmers could she truly understand and observe this world!

"fruit fruit!"

Xiao Bai, who had been lying lazily in Fei Yan's embrace all day, suddenly cried out a few times as she slept, and rubbed her stomach with her claws …

Fei Yan looked at it and scolded, "Other than sleeping, you only know how to eat! You're eating so fat, luckily you're not a cat, otherwise you wouldn't even be able to catch a mouse! "

"fruit fruit! fruit fruit! " Xiao Bai strongly protested. This was discriminating against obese men!

Fei Yan laughed and scolded: "Alright, alright! You've already finished the nuts you brought out. Let's find a hotel and have a good meal. Right, this world is not called a hotel. It is called a restaurant or inn! Then let's find an inn! "

"Indeed."

It seemed to be saying: That's more like it.

Xiao Bai rolled her eyes, then lazily shrunk into Fei Yan's embrace and went back to sleep.

It seemed to like sleeping in Fei Yan's embrace, other than eating, it didn't normally come out! This made Fei Yan confirmed that it was male! And, very lustful!

Fei Yan saw that there was a Lily Inn 'right in front of him. The decorations were fairly clean, so she carried Xiao Bai and walked in.

Fei Yan saw that there was a Lily Inn 'right in front of him. The decorations were fairly clean, so she carried Xiao Bai and walked in.

Although it was difficult for Fei Yan to hide her peerless beauty when dressed in ordinary clothes, it would not cause too much of a stir. Other people would only think that she was a girl with a refined temperament and was delicate and beautiful, which wasn't too surprising.

There were more than ten tables in the inn, and about half of them had guests. It was not time for dinner yet, so it could be considered a good business.

Fei Yan found a table near the window and sat down. The first thing she did when she went to any unfamiliar place was to observe the environment. The second thing she did was to find the best escape route! The window was naturally one of the best escape routes.

"Girl, your cat is so white." The waitress came over to get close.

"This isn't a cat." Fei Yan pointed out.

"Oh. Girl, your dog is so white. " The waiter said again.

"This is not a dog."

"Miss, may I ask what you need?"

Originally, the waiter wanted to praise Xiao Bai for getting a good impression of him, but he did not expect that after buying flattery, he would directly ask for something.

"Green Willow Shrimp. The sweet and sour yellow fish. Yan Yu Ren for the rest of his life … Another one pint dry Bei Yuan Yang Soup! Alright, that's all for now. Hurry and serve the dishes, my Xiao Bai is hungry! "

Fei Yan ordered seven or eight dishes in one go. These were all delicious delicacies that Fourth Brother had eaten while she was still at the Duke's Palace. After that, the Fourth Brother was chased away and she spent her days clearing tea and eating light meals, while she spent her days porridge.

"Girl. These things you ordered... It's willow trees, it's rain, and birds. We don't have any in our store. "

"Then what do you have?"

Fei Yan suddenly recalled that the standard of food in an ordinary inn could not compare to that of the Duke Palaces. It was her first time eating alone, and it was also her first time eating outside, so she felt a little awkward.

"Pigs, cows, sheep, fish, eggs, vegetables, etc."

The waiter felt that this beautiful girl was deliberately making trouble for him, saying some names he had never heard of before. As a result, his attitude became slightly worse.

Then give me a pig, an ox, a sheep, half a fish, half an egg and a catty of vegetables!" "Fei Yan said seriously.

Then give me a pig, an ox, a sheep, half a fish, half an egg and a catty of vegetables!" "Fei Yan said.

"Girl. You... Don't joke with me. My attitude wasn't so good just now, so it's best if you forgive me. " The waiter quickly smiled apologetically. This girl was not to be trifled with. His attitude nearly made her angry! It seemed that this seemingly beautiful and graceful girl was actually quite ferocious in the depths of her bones.

"Does your restaurant have any special dishes?" Fei Yan had always been magnanimous, so naturally she wouldn't argue with him.

"Special dish?" This one has it! Peking Duck! "

The waiter smugly said.

"Ah?" You... Say that again? "

"Our specialty is the Peking Duck!"

"Pfft!"

Fei Yan could only smile as she asked: "Bro, have you ever been to Beijing?"

The waiter shook his head and asked with a puzzled expression, "Beijing? Where? Could it be the hometown of the Peking Duck? "

Fei Yan laughed even more happily than before: "Yes! That was true. Beijing was indeed the hometown of Peking Duck! However, the first time I heard someone say that Beijing is the home of roast duck, it was pretty fun. "

This was too interesting!

Nowadays, everything is so popular that even the Peking Duck has been traversed!

This was the first time Fei Yan felt happy, close and fun …

The waiter asked in bewilderment, "Miss. What are you laughing at? "

Fei Yan asked: "Your restaurant's special dish is Peking Duck? Could it be that your inn owner transmigrated here? "It seems like you also don't understand Transcendence. Just tell me, where did you get this dish of Peking Duck?"

The waitress said, "I heard that it came from a country far, far away called the Tianyue Dynasty." For more information on Peking Duck and Tianyue Dynasty, please read Ice Mountain Goddess PK Charm.)

Fei Yan said: "Then let's go to the Peking Duck! Then cut the beef, chicken, steamed bread, do not put seasonings, mainly boiled with boiling water. And a few plates of peanuts, almonds and the like.

"Great!" "Window 5, Beijing Duck Board, Beef..."

The waiter sang and went to place the order!

"Big brother." Do you think "The Secret Book of the War God" will really reappear in the martial arts world? "

"Shh!" "Quiet!"

"Big brother, if The Secret Book of the War God is really like the martial arts world, then the world will never be peaceful again! The great secret concealed within the The Secret Book of the War God, I'm afraid it is … "

"Shh!" There were many people here. "Let's move somewhere else …"

The two men who were dressed like swordsmen on the next table mysteriously mentioned "The Secret Book of the War God", and then secretly left behind a piece of silver to settle the bill before leaving the inn.

Ever since Fei Yan had taken the magic core of the Purple Gold Dual Headed Mastiff, her internal energy had advanced by leaps and bounds, breaking through her nine great shackles overnight, becoming the only expert of the tenth step in Tian Song Dynasty after Zhuo Tianhang in the past 130 years.

The world worships force.

The martial artists in this world were divided into ten levels of power!

To be able to break a brick with one's fist was equivalent to stepping into the ranks of First Martial Stage practitioners. The entrance was very low, and one could become a First Martial Stage practitioner regardless of whether they practiced internal and external techniques.

Level 1 fighters are also the most basic survival limits in this world! For example, if the yamen were to recruit new recruits, or if the army were to recruit new soldiers, or if some wealthy family were to recruit new servants or servants, they would have to reach the level of a First Martial Stage practitioner.

Level two martial artist needed their internal energy to break through the human body's dantian's impure Qi (When martial artists become shackles, they can be divided into nine levels!). Breaking through the first level of shackles, they could become a martial artist of the second level! A Level 2 martial artist was the lowest level of inner force cultivators.

If one broke through the shackles of the third level, their strength would rise another level. At this point, they would be able to leave the palm tree and break a person's organs and meridians. They would be considered middle level martial artists. In the palace, generals, princes, and extremely wealthy and influential people were recruiting for personal guards or senior guards. The bottom line was a Third Order warrior.

Warriors at the first to third ranks could be considered as the targets for ordinary people to train in martial arts. A First Martial Stage practitioner definitely wouldn't starve to death. They would need to find some menial work to support themselves and their families. And a Third Stage Warrior, was the legendary white-collar worker! Buy a house, buy a car, live a good life, never worry about unemployment. Because when a Third Martial Stage practitioner walked out, there were people who wanted him everywhere.

Martial artists at the fourth to sixth stages were considered first-rate experts!

Usually, only those martial arts families in the martial arts world who had mastered high level martial arts manuals and cultivation methods would be able to make their disciples become a Fourth to Sixth Martial Stage practitioner within a short ten years. As for the specific time, it would depend on the cultivator's aptitude, which was also the potential value of their martial arts talent! Old Master Zhuo, the strongest warrior in the world, learnt martial arts at three years old, became a Fourth Order warrior at the age of eight, and became a Sixth Order warrior at the age of thirteen. If the aptitude of an ordinary disciple of a martial arts sect was a little bit low, perhaps he might not be able to become a rank 6 cultivator even after 50 years of cultivation!