It was almost evening. The setting sun was red and the sky was filled with multicolored light. The forest was silent.
Fortunately, Zhou Zhao did not need to be afraid of such things due to his Yellow Emperor Internal Cultivation Technique. Feeling that his internal energy had improved a little, Zhou Zhao could not help but smile.
As one's cultivation became deeper, it became more difficult to improve. There were very few first-class experts in Jianghu. The number of top-notch experts could be counted on two hands. Wang Chongyang was the only one who had touched the Xiantian Realm in the past hundred years.
One could imagine how difficult it was to advance courageously.
"How is it? You must be tired!"
Mm, if there was a chance next time, he would definitely make her pay back with her master!
Zhou Zhao used his qinggong to fly away and disappeared into the vast forest.
"Damned thief, I must kill you!”
Li Mochou gritted his white teeth and stomped his feet in anger. He had never seen such a shameless thief in his life.
In a short while, the acupoints on Li Mochou's body that had sealed his zhenqi were automatically released. Li Mochou, who hated the injustice, didn't notice Hong Lingbo. He used the Lifting Technique and quickly escaped from the forest.
After a while, Hong Lingbo, who had been hiding in the bushes, slowly sat down on the ground. Feeling sore all over, he pretended to walk out of the forest as if nothing had happened and met up with Li Mochou.
……
Zhou Zhao used the Thousand Changing Mask to change back to his original appearance, then put away the black iron heavy sword, and changed into a different style of white clothes. At his waist hung the nameless green sword he had obtained from the sword tomb.
As a result, a blade of grass had once again evaporated from the face of the earth!
At night, Zhou Zhao's figure appeared in Xiangyang City. This time, he was in a very good mood. He had basically achieved his goal of going down the mountain this time. It had taken him nearly two months of gaming, but everything was worth it.
Zhou Zhao deliberately found a few famous restaurants in Xiangyang City to taste the delicacies. Finally, he suddenly thought that if he learned cooking in the game, he didn't know if he could extend it to reality.
"Young Master, do you really want to learn this old man's cooking skills? That's not cheap!”
It was one of the top restaurants in Xiangyang City, Yanyue Restaurant. It was rumored that the ancestors of the chefs here were all imperial chefs. Their culinary skills were very good, and they had always been known as the God of Cooking in Xiangyang City.
"Naturally!"
Zhou Zhao had just tried it, and it was indeed very delicious, almost making people unable to resist biting off their tongues.
"Ding! You have been taught the Way of Cooking by the God of Cooking, Jiang Long.”
[Your cooking skill has been upgraded to beginner level.]
[Your cooking skills have been upgraded to intermediate level.]
[Your cooking skills have been upgraded to Advanced]
……
Zhou Zhao spent nearly ten thousand taels of silver to finally raise his cooking skills to the Advanced Level. He personally made another meal. It was indeed exceptionally delicious. It was probably comparable to a modern five-star chef.
This ten thousand taels of silver was worth it. Of course, only Zhou Zhao would be willing to spend this much money. For the current players, money in the game was extremely scarce. Other than guild organizations and individual tycoons, there were really not many who could get this money.
Rich and willful!
If any player were to witness this scene, they would probably be dumbstruck.
After learning how to cook, Zhou Zhao found an inn to stay in. Opening the window of the room, he could vaguely see the outline of the high walls and deep courtyard of the Guo residence. Thinking about it, it had been more than a month since he left. He wondered how that unruly young lady Guo Fu was doing.
It was the third watch again. Zhou Zhao, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating his internal energy, quietly got up. He changed his clothes and came to Guo Fu's boudoir in a familiar manner. He lit up the Hong Luan cigarette that he had pinched halfway today.
The young girl was in a deep sleep, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She was quiet and beautiful.
The red phoenix smoke played its role, and the young girl once again thought that she was dreaming. In a daze, she recounted her longing, complaining that Zhou Zhao had not appeared in her dream for a long time, and then acted coquettishly and clingy.
Zhou Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He consoled her, and when the sky was dimly lit and the girl fell asleep again, Zhou Zhao quietly left.
The morning glow was like fire, and the golden crow scattered its light. Zhou Zhao rode on his newly bought yellow horse and set off again. Behind the Chongyang Palace, there was still a pure and unworldly fairy waiting for his return.
Last night was indeed not just a dream!
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