C941 Unless a steamed bun fell from the sky

Four Fragment of Luoshen Diagram s had not been able to complete the Luo Shen diagram.

However, Zhan Tianming could also tell that there was not much of a difference now. At most, he would only have two more fragments before he would be able to create the complete Luo Shen Art.

"According to the description, this is an ancient divine map. I wonder, after this map reappears, what sort of use will it have?" Zhan Tianming muttered to himself.

But who could say such things clearly?

They did not pay any more attention to the matter of the Fragment of Luoshen Diagram. Zhan Tianming, Feng Wushuang and Zeng Kuilin hurried along the road with all their strength.

In the remaining time, Zhan Tianming did not stay idle, but rather, he began to make plans to squeeze in more time to practice his secondary occupation's proficiency. Thus, he gave Feng Wushuang complete control over the War Hou.

After organizing all the herbs in the System Backpack, Zhan Tianming started to refine them.

In any case, he did not need the real Pill Cauldron to refine the pill.

"Refine."

"Ding dong!" "Refinement successful, experience + 1."

"Refine."

"Ding dong!" "Refining …"

"Refine …"

"Ding dong …"

Every few seconds, Zhan Tianming would use it again, and because of the Sun-eroding Black Inflammation, the success rate of the refining would be much higher than before.

Without any more medicinal ingredients, Zhan Tianming began to cook.

One delicacy after another was created by him, and then all of them returned to the System Backpack s.

This natural storage box works better than the refrigerator.

The number of System Backpack was not enough, so he took out a Cosmic Bag to increase the number. There were still quite a few Cosmic Bag left.

After he finished the food, Zhan Tianming started refining again.

In any case, he hardly ever stopped on the way.

"Wushuang, Kuilin, let's take the left way." Suddenly, Zhan Tianming spoke out.

Feng Wushuang and Zeng Kuilin were slightly surprised.

Left?

Although that road could also lead to the Ice Crystal Palace, it had to be a lot of detours.

Zhan Tianming also saw the doubt on their faces and explained, "There seems to be the aura of our Zhan Family over there. I want to go over and take a look."

Zhan Tianming had sensed it long ago.

After all, after he obtained the Zhan Family Ancestral Ring and exited the Battle Abyss Space, he had already sensed the auras of the Zhan Family s scattered throughout the Southern Region.

And the time limit for the battle bloodline mission was drawing closer and closer.

Until now, Zhan Tianming's completion of this mission was still only three percent.

Now that he had come to the Heavenly Moon Empire, he should first conveniently save the Zhan Family here.

Feng Wushuang and Zeng Kuilin then controlled the War Hou and headed towards the left.

A few hundred kilometers passed in the blink of an eye.

Ahead was a small town.

The town was quite lively as the passing merchants were hawking their wares on the street.

"Hot meat buns, 10 copper coins each. Come and try it …"

"Spicy grilled chicken, one, two, three …"

"Come and take a look. Even if you don't want to, let's take a look. Our store is selling good furs …"

All sorts of hawking noises rose and fell one after another.

"Give me a few buns."

Zhan Tianming threw two taels of silver over, and the peddler immediately wrapped Zhan Tianming with ten steaming hot steamed buns.

Seeing that Zhan Tianming was actually hugging a beautiful lady, many people turned their heads around with jealous and envious expressions. However, none of them dared to approach him, as Zhan Tianming and the others were riding on Grade Three Demonic Beast, after all, the aura that was equivalent to the Feathered Spirit Realm was enough to scare ordinary people.

The Feathered Spirit Realm was already quite strong in such a small town.

After all, the strongest person in this town was only a Feather King.

But even that Feather King cultivator did not have such a domineering mount.

"Wushuang, look ahead, there's a small building there. Let's go take a seat over there." Zhan Tianming said as he pointed to the front.

Feng Wushuang nodded his head, then controlled the War Hou and walked towards the pavilion in the distance.

Zhan Tianming, Feng Wushuang, and Zeng Kuilin directly went to the second floor. No one knew if it was due to fear or some other reason, but all of the Feather Clan people who were originally on the second floor left. In just a few moments, only Zhan Tianming and the other two remained.

Zhan Tianming shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

He began to eat.

After splitting some of the buns up for Feng Wushuang and Zeng Kuilin, Zhan Tianming also took a big bite out of one of them.

At this moment, a wave of voices came from downstairs.

"Brother Ye, just marry me, I just want to marry you."

"Stop messing around, I don't want to get married yet."

"Brother Ye, if you don't marry me, then Old Wang next door will marry me. I don't want to marry him."

"Old Wang?"

"That's right, it's Old Wang from next door."

"…"

Hearing this, Zhan Tianming was immediately choked by the swallowed bun.

"Damn, Old Wang next door actually appeared in Nine Dragons Continent? This guy is not a normal cow! "

Zhan Tianming could not help but think back to his previous life when he heard the mocking words of Earth.

Old Wang, who was next door to them, was bestowed with a rich sense of humor and meaning by his netizens. Old Wang, who was next door, was bestowed with a rich sense of humor and meaning by his netizens.

"Damn it, Old Wang from next door is really far away!" Zhan Tianming sighed in his heart.

At this time, the two downstairs were still arguing.

The woman continued to beg the man to marry her, but the man didn't seem to be too willing.

Being forced into a panic, the man simply said, "Xiaolan, let me tell you. Unless a bun falls from the sky, I won't agree to your request."

Hearing that, Zhan Tianming looked at the bun in his hand that had been bitten, and shook his head.

Forget it, just treat it as him slipping.

Whoosh!

The Steamed Bun in his hands fell down the stairs.

Pah! - He fell to the ground.

Instantly, there was a moment of silence downstairs, followed by the sound of Xiaolan's excited cheers.

"Brother Ye, look, bun dropped from the sky." Great! Steamed Bun had fallen from the sky. "Brother Ye, you have to keep your promise …"

The one called Brother Ye looked at the sky in a daze.

Zhan Tianming, who was on the second floor, shook his head slightly and thought to himself: "Miss, I can only help you up till here. The rest of your happiness, will depend on yourself to obtain it."

Soon after, Zhan Tianming took out another bun and started to nibble on it.

Feng Wushuang and Zeng Kuilin looked at Zhan Tianming speechlessly.

Just as he was eating the steamed buns, Zhan Tianming suddenly stopped and turned to look at the street. His gaze landed on a woman dressed in rags, and behind the woman, there was a skinny, starving little boy following her. The two of them were holding broken bowls in their hands and were eating on the street, looking pitiful.

However, none of the pedestrians on the street were willing to donate.