When the six of them arrived in front of the Zixuan Pavilion, they were stopped at the entrance.
The waiter glanced at A'Xiong and the others behind the Golden Ancient Emperor, and then said to the Golden Ancient Emperor, "Esteemed guest, you may enter, but they may not. Our establishment has rules and does not serve guests who are improperly dressed."
The Golden Ancient Emperor looked at his five disciples and noticed their tattered clothing.
When A'Xiong and the others heard the waiter say that they were improperly dressed, their faces turned red.
"Master, should we just leave?"
A'Xiong said.
"Why should we leave? Your master promised you that even if you wanted the stars in the sky, your master could pluck them for you. Since I promised you to come here for a good meal, I will definitely keep my word," the Golden Ancient Emperor said.
In the waiter's opinion, the Golden Ancient Emperor was just boasting. He wanted to pluck the stars from the sky? Why didn't he just go up there himself? However, the waiter only complained in his heart, and at the same time felt sorry for A'Xiong and the others, who had found such a boastful master. Their future was worrying.
The waiter said, "Esteemed guest, if you want to bring them in, you must at least prepare a set of clean clothes for them and have them washed and dressed."
"You're right." The Golden Ancient Emperor agreed with the waiter. He didn't feel any animosity towards the waiter who stopped him. He was just following the rules and didn't rudely drive A'Xiong and the others away. Naturally, he wouldn't make things difficult for the waiter.
So, the Golden Ancient Emperor waved his hand, and their original ragged and disheveled appearance was immediately reversed. Each of them was draped in a golden silk robe, and the cloud patterns on the clothes were exactly the same as the cloud patterns on the Golden Ancient Emperor's clothes, looking like they were produced on an assembly line, except for the different sizes. Their originally dark skin immediately became much fairer, and they finally looked a bit like children.
This scene stunned not only the waiter but also A'Xiong and the others.
This kind of method of turning decay into magic is the legendary immortal technique, right? The children thought, and their hearts finally had a little vague understanding of their master. At least they were now convinced that following their master, they would definitely have meat to eat every meal.
If the Golden Ancient Emperor knew what they were thinking, he would definitely laugh and cry. A dignified ancient emperor, whose name could scare away villains in the cultivation world, was actually just someone who could provide meat for every meal in the hearts of A'Xiong and the other children.
But it's not surprising that A'Xiong and the others would have such thoughts. The oldest of them was only ten years old, and the youngest, A'Wu, was only seven. Their life experience was only begging, and they lived in Mojiabao, a remote town where only the town chief was a cultivator. How rich could their imagination be?
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted. He nodded and bowed, saying obsequiously, "I didn't know an immortal master had arrived. I was negligent. Please forgive me, immortal master."
"Ignorance is bliss. Alright, take us in." The Golden Ancient Emperor waved his hand, very satisfied with the waiter's attitude. Normally, he wouldn't have such emotions, but now the waiter's performance was earning him enough face in front of his disciples.
"Yes, thank you, immortal master!"
The waiter heard that the Golden Ancient Emperor didn't blame him, and heaved a sigh of relief. He quickly and carefully led the Golden Ancient Emperor in. He originally wanted to take the Golden Ancient Emperor and the others to the Zixuan Pavilion's private room, but the Zixuan Pavilion was indeed the most luxurious restaurant in Mojiabao, and the private rooms were already full, which made him hesitate.
The Golden Ancient Emperor said, "Just the main hall. Find a spacious place." There were six of them in total, so they naturally needed a spacious place. Moreover, he didn't originally want a private room. He was here to experience the mortal world. Sitting in the same place with many people to eat was his first time in his life, and he naturally found it very interesting.
He felt that as long as he entered that kind of epiphany state once or twice more, he would have the confidence to become an immortal even under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao in this mortal world.
The waiter heard the Golden Ancient Emperor's request and immediately led them to a seat by the window.
The Golden Ancient Emperor said to A'Xiong and the others, "Order whatever you want to eat."
There was a menu on the table, with all kinds of dishes from Zixuan Pavilion written on it. A'Xiong picked up the menu, opened it, and it was like looking at a heavenly book.
"A'Gou, you order." A'Xiong handed the menu to A'Gou. A'Gou took it and immediately transferred it to A'San, "A'San, you do it. You know, I just need something to eat."
A'San took a look and felt dizzy. What were these symbols? How could he understand them? So he quickly passed the menu to A'Si.
"A'Si, you're the gluttonous one. You order."
A'Si happily took the menu, but he was also dumbfounded.
"What are you doing? Give it to me." A'Wu snatched the menu, but his reaction was no better than the others.
"What's wrong? Is the food not good?" the Golden Ancient Emperor asked.
The waiter was immediately nervous when he heard this. If an ordinary person said the food was not good, he might have argued a few words, but the person in front of him was an immortal master who knew immortal techniques, and the others were future little immortal masters. He didn't dare to refute.
A'Wu stood up, tiptoed, and handed the menu to the Golden Ancient Emperor, saying with a bitter face, "Master, we can't read."
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"I didn't think it through." The Golden Ancient Emperor slapped his forehead. These little guys were beggars before. Beggars so young must be orphans without parents. How could they read? He, as a master, was really not doing his job properly. To put it seriously, he had embarrassed his five disciples in public. Fortunately, these five little guys were extremely kind and didn't care about other people's gazes at all.
Perhaps they had experienced more strange gazes when they were begging than they were now. They were already used to it.
Perhaps this would be a valuable asset on their future path.
The Golden Ancient Emperor flashed many thoughts, and then ordered some of the most expensive dishes in Zixuan Pavilion. He had never eaten Zixuan Pavilion's dishes, but the principle was the same. Delicious food was not necessarily expensive, but expensive food must be delicious.
After A'Xiong and the others sat down, they curiously looked around Zixuan Pavilion. They had always dreamed of being able to have a good meal here, but they didn't expect it to really come true, which made them think they were dreaming. But even if it was a dream, it was good to never wake up.
The magical methods that the Golden Ancient Emperor had just used in Zixuan Pavilion, besides the waiter, were also seen by another person.
After the Golden Ancient Emperor and the others entered Zixuan Pavilion, this person quickly ran to the town chief's house. After arriving at the town chief's house, he said a few words to the servant, and the servant immediately led him in.
In the hall, the town chief, Mo Fan, received the report and immediately came out in a hurry. He saw that the person who came was from the town's patrol team. Mojiabao was not big and did not have city guards, but it had established a patrol team to maintain law and order. There were not many people in the patrol team, so Mo Fan clearly remembered the appearance and names of the people in the patrol team.
"Liang Yan, is what you said just now true?" Mo Fan asked.
"Reporting to the town chief, Liang Yan saw it with his own eyes. That person just waved his hand, and the five little beggars immediately changed their appearance, like the legendary immortal children, with delicate features," Liang Yan said quickly.
"Good, very good. I plan to expand the patrol team, and you will be the captain of the new patrol team," Mo Fan said.
"Thank you, sir!"
Liang Yan immediately knelt down and kowtowed to thank him.
Mo Fan waved his hand and said, "You can go down first."
"Yes!" Liang Yan nodded and left the hall.
At this time, an old butler came out. He walked to Mo Fan and said, "Master, what realm do you think that person is in?"
Mo Fan heard this and smiled bitterly, "Uncle Gu, you think too highly of me. If it's really like what Liang Yan said, the other party's methods are turning decay into magic. Even the national teacher of my Zhou Kingdom does not have this kind of strength."
The national teacher of the Zhou Kingdom's cultivation was only at the Void Breaking Realm. He was already the strongest person in the Zhou Kingdom, and he couldn't even compare to the city lords of those cultivation sect-affiliated cities.
Mo Fan was only in the early stage of the凝神(Ning Shen) Realm, but he had a dream in his heart, which was to be able to meet those legendary cultivator experts. He also wanted to become stronger, although this opportunity was very slim, what if the expert took a fancy to his aptitude?
So he had been asking people to pay attention to the movements in Mojiabao, and any supernatural events had to be reported to him.
"Let's go, Uncle Gu, we'll go pay our respects to the senior," Mo Fan said hastily.
"Wait, Master, if we go like this, will we offend that expert?" Uncle Gu said.
"This..." Mo Fan hesitated. He was also confused by the sudden news. What if he offended the other party by going directly like this? It would be a small matter if the other party ignored them, but what if they lost their lives because of it?
However, Mo Fan remembered the scene that Liang Yan had just said. Since that expert didn't bother with the waiter, he was obviously not a murderous person.
"How about this, we disguise ourselves and pretend to be strangers and have a chance encounter with them?" Mo Fan said.
"Is this feasible?" Uncle Gu asked.
"What should we do then?" Mo Fan was helpless. If he wanted to contact the other party, he had to go see them.
"..." Uncle Gu also didn't know what to do. If he were to govern Mojiabao, he would do better than Mo Fan, but he, as an ordinary person, was not qualified to say anything about cultivator issues.
In the end, two strangers hurriedly left from the back door of the Mo family. They were in a hurry and headed for Zixuan Pavilion.
The Golden Ancient Emperor didn't know that he had attracted the attention of others just by slightly using some small tricks. It could only be said that Mojiabao was too small.
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