Fang Han was slightly startled, and then he recognized this person - Drunken Guest Tower's shopkeeper, whose surname is Chen. I don't know the specific name, but in this Azure Profound City, he can be regarded as the number one person.
It is rumored that this person has some kinship with the sect leader Chen Tianyuan. No one can confirm whether it is true or not, but he is able to run the restaurant as the best in the city. His background is naturally not simple.
"Shopkeeper Chen is so polite."
Fang Han nodded slightly.
Shopkeeper Chen stepped aside to get out of the way and extended his hand to guide him.
"Please go inside True Disciple. The best private room upstairs happens to be vacant. If you don't mind it, how about dining in it?"
Fang Han nodded. "Thank you."
Shopkeeper Chen personally led Fang Han to the third floor and opened the door of a private room.
The elegant rooms are spacious and extremely elegantly furnished.
There is a rosewood table Round Table next to the window, covered with a snow-white tablecloth. There is a celadon vase on the table, with a few newly folded peach blossoms inserted in the vase.
The window was half open, and the breeze blew in, bringing with it the faint hustle and bustle of the street.
"Fang True Disciple, are you satisfied with this room?"
Shopkeeper Chen asked with a smile on his face.
"Very good."
Fang Han nodded slightly and sat down at the table.
Shopkeeper Chen quickly handed over a menu, which was made of silk and had dozens of dish names written on it in neat small letters.
"Fang True Disciple, what would you like to order?"
Fang Han glanced at the menu and ordered seven or eight dishes at random - East Lake vinegar fish, steamed sea bass, eight-treasure gourd duck, stewed crab meat lion's head, old duck soup... plus a pot of the best wine in the store.
Shopkeeper Chen wrote them down one by one and said with a smile:
"Fang True Disciple Wait a moment, the food and drinks will be here soon."
After that, he bowed and left, closing the door gently.
In the lobby downstairs, there are dozens of diners sitting at a dozen square tables, eating their own meals and occasionally chatting in low voices.
Shopkeeper Chen came down from upstairs with the same smile on his face, but his steps were a little faster than usual.
He went straight to the kitchen and ordered the waiters to quickly prepare the dishes in the private room upstairs.
A middle-aged man sitting in the corner looked at shopkeeper Chen for a moment, then looked upstairs, a trace of curiosity flashing in his eyes.
This man has a dark complexion, a strong build, and is dressed in short brown clothes. He looks like a traveling businessman.
He waved, called a waiter, and asked in a low voice:
"Brother, who was that person just now? Shopkeeper Chen received him personally and sent him upstairs?"
The guy looked around and lowered his voice and said:
"Guest officer, that is Azure Profound Sect's True Disciple disciple, Fang Han who is sixth on Prodigy Ranking is True Disciple!"
"Prodigy Ranking Sixth?"
The middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly.
Although he is a businessman and travels around all year round, he has also heard of the name Prodigy Ranking.
Those are Qingyang Prefecture the top one hundred people of the younger generation under the age of thirty, and each one of them is a being that ordinary warriors can look up to.
And the sixth place...
"No wonder shopkeeper Chen received it personally."
He whispered to himself and looked upstairs again, with a little more awe in his eyes.
"Fang Han? Is that the Fang Han who killed Nether Pavilion You Xin?"
Another person at the same table, a lean man in his thirties, also came over after hearing this.
"That's right!"
The guy nodded, with a hint of pride in his tone.
"I heard that Beginner stage has only been around for more than two years, and it can already kill You Xin, who is sixth in Prodigy Ranking, and replace You Xin in the ranking."
The lean man took a deep breath and was speechless for a long time.
Beginner stage killed Prodigy Ranking for more than two years...
This kind of person really deserves to be received personally by Shopkeeper Chen.
Private room upstairs.
Fang Han sat by the window, looking out the window.
The bustle of the market downstairs can be seen clearly, with pedestrians and carriages coming and going constantly, and the sounds of sellers, chatter, laughter, carriages and horses mixed into a noisy symphony.
Not long after, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Several waiters filed in, holding trays in their hands and placing dishes one after another on the table.
Donghu vinegar fish, the fish body is intact, poured with a layer of amber vinegar sauce, sprinkled with minced ginger, the fish meat is white and tender.
The steamed sea bass is white and tender, garnished with shredded green onion and ginger.
Babao Gourd Duck has a unique shape, the whole duck is in the shape of a gourd, the skin is golden and crispy, and the meat is plump.
The old duck soup is steaming hot and milky white in color.
Finally, there is a pot of perfectly scalded wine, with a mellow aroma that makes your mouth water just by smelling it.
"Fang True Disciple, the dishes are ready, please use them as you please."
The leading waiter bowed, led the others out, and gently closed the door.
Fang Han picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of East Lake vinegar fish and put it into his mouth.
A sweet and sour texture penetrated the palate, and at the same time, it was delicious and made him have an appetite.
These days, he has been immersed in cultivation. In addition to practicing every day, he also practices, and even eats hastily.
At this moment, sitting in this elegant room, facing a table full of delicacies, I can truly experience a long-lost relaxation.
He didn't eat quickly, but he took every bite seriously.
The warm wine slid into the throat, bringing with it a sense of warmth that dispelled the fatigue accumulated from days of practice.
Outside the window, the hustle and bustle of the street market is still there.
Inside the window, he sat alone, facing a table of delicious food, slowly enjoying it.
This feeling is very good.
One meal lasted for more than half an hour.
He swept away most of the dishes on the table.
Seventy-eight percent of the pot of wine was also consumed.
He put down his chopsticks, picked up the last glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.
The wine entered his throat, bringing with it a slight burning sensation that spread to his limbs and bones.
He stood up, walked to the window, and stood with his hands behind his hands.
Outside the window, the market is still lively and pedestrians are still coming and going.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
I had a great time eating this meal today.
He turned around, opened the door, and walked out.
Downstairs, shopkeeper Chen was settling accounts behind the counter. When he saw him coming down, he hurriedly greeted him.
"Fang True Disciple, are you ready?"
Fang Han nodded slightly. "Shopkeeper Chen, check out."
Shopkeeper Chen waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile:
"Fang True Disciple is joking. It is our honor for you to come to our store. This meal is considered an invitation from our store. How can we spend money on it?"
Fang Han glanced at him and said nothing. He just took out a one hundred tael silver note from his sleeve and put it on the counter.
Although this restaurant is of high quality, 100 taels should be enough to pay for a table of food and drinks.
"Shopkeeper Chen's kindness is appreciated by Fang."
How much was a table of food and wine worth? He didn't want to be in debt for it.
"Since Fang True Disciple said this, then the villain would rather obey your orders than be respectful."
Shopkeeper Chen had no choice but to put away the banknote with regret and look for money for Fang Han.
Fang Han nodded slightly, turned around and walked out the door.
Behind him, shopkeeper Chen's voice sounded:
"Fang True Disciple, walk slowly, come back next time!"
Fang Han didn't look back, just raised his right hand and waved it gently.
The green robe moved slightly, and the figure quickly disappeared at the end of the street.
When I returned to the Azure Profound Sect, it was already afternoon.
Fang Han Pass through the mountain gate and walk along the bluestone path towards True Transmission Courtyard.
There were still not many disciples I met along the way. The few I saw occasionally were in a hurry.
He withdrew his gaze and returned directly to No. 35 Annex.
The mess in the courtyard has not yet been completely cleaned up, and several Servant are cleaning up the broken bamboos and repairing the damaged floor.
When they saw him coming back, they all bowed and saluted.
Fang Han nodded slightly, walked through the courtyard and stepped into Quiet Room.
Close the door behind your back.
After having enough wine and food, the next step is to continue practicing.
He closed his eyes, breathed evenly, and opened his eyes after a moment.
This morning, he practiced Sword Technique.
In the afternoon, it's time to get Flesh Refining into shape.
"<Black Tortoise True Art>."
Fang Han said silently in his heart and began to operate the cultivation method of the master-level Horizontal Training technique.
The blood in the body Internal Qi moves with it, like a sleeping river being awakened, flowing slowly, and then rushing.
He followed the posture recorded in the exercise, his body was slightly twisted, his muscles were tense, and his bones made subtle clicking sounds.
This is an extremely weird gesture that is difficult for ordinary people to do, but for him who has practiced <Black Tortoise True Art> to Beginner stage, he is already familiar with it.
Internal Qi is flowing in the body, washing every inch of muscle, bone and skin along a specific route.
The warm feeling rose from the depths of his limbs and bones, as if countless tiny hammers were beating and compacting his flesh and blood.
This is the practice of the Horizontal Training method - day after day, year after year, using Internal Qi as a hammer and muscles and bones as iron, repeatedly forging until the physical body is indestructible.
Fang Han looked calm and allowed the warm feeling to spread throughout his body.
<Black Tortoise True Art> After Beginner stage, his physical strength has far exceeded that of warriors of the same level. Ordinary Fourth Grade Late Stage attacks cannot even break through his skin.
If you can go one step further and train <Black Tortoise True Art> to Minor Accomplishment, your physical defense will reach a higher level, reaching a level that is difficult for ordinary First Grade warriors to hurt.
That kind of defense means that even if you face attacks from top First Grade experts, you can still withstand the attacks with your physical body without suffering serious damage.
For any warrior, it is a coveted life-saving trump card.
However, it is not easy to reach that step.
Even with 128 times the horizontal refining of Talent Amplification, Beginner stage still took him several months.
If you want to push <Black Tortoise True Art> from Beginner stage to Minor Accomplishment, even with the improved horizontal training talent of Golden Flame Sacred Lotus and the 128 times Body Tempering Talent Amplification, it will probably take at least half a year.
This is still based on the premise of continuous daily practice and sufficient resources.
If you want to shorten this time, you can only use the treasures of heaven and earth.
Those treasures that can enhance the realm of Horizontal Training are all rare treasures in the world, which can be encountered but cannot be sought.
The Vajra Fruit that was originally auctioned was one of them, costing a total of 7.5 million. The most important thing is that it was not something you could buy with money.
He calmed down and stopped thinking about it.
Martial arts practice requires patience.
Compared with <Black Tortoise True Art> to achieve the effect of Minor Accomplishment, half a year is already quite a short time.
Qi and blood flow endlessly in the body, washing away the muscles and bones over and over again.
Inside Quiet Room, the only sound was his long and steady breathing, and the subtle buzzing that could be heard as the energy and blood surged.
Time passes quietly in silence.
I don't know how long it took, but Fang Han slowly stopped the exercise, the tensed muscles around his body gradually relaxed, and his twisted posture returned to normal.
He opened his eyes and breathed out a breath.
Two hours of practice made the blood in the body Internal Qi more active, and the muscles and bones seemed to be a little tougher than before.
This kind of accumulated progress over time, although not obvious, is the most solid cornerstone on the road to martial arts.