What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 438: Taking a Break (3)

Young Master Yong, walking in Liucheng.

Everything here made him curious, surprised, and shocked!
The road in Liucheng is wide and straight.

Even the city is clean and tidy.

No human or animal feces can be seen, nor can the sewage flow across.

Most importantly...

It can be seen everywhere here, those hawkers who are selling delicious food.

"Fish in sour soup... sour and spicy fish in sour soup..."

"Rice cake, soft and glutinous rice cake!"

"Maltose, freshly baked maltose!"

"Honey water, refreshing honey water..."

Young Master Yong listened to the hawking in his ears, and then looked at the bustling marketplace with people coming and going.

It seems like a lifetime away!

It's almost like being out of this world!

The Wu clan, who was three feet tall, walked slowly among the crowd.

On his shoulders sat a frightening Asura.

Asura's blond hair fell from his shoulders.

The plump and graceful figure made the human heart tremble.

That Asura's skin was as crystal clear as jade, and his eyes were as charming as waves.

Wearing a cool thin dress on the body, there are countless temptations and infinite charms, looming.

This is a monster that can't be seen in any other place.

Here, however, it can appear openly and aboveboard.

Not only that, but there are many butterflies around Asura.

The butterflies danced around her, seeming to be playing and playing.

Clearly, those butterflies are nothing extraordinary.

But a different species!

The blood sea alien species raised and symbiotic by the Asura family.

Even if a mortal is just a little bit of their dust, it will immediately turn into blood.

However, here, the crowds coming and going turned a blind eye to this.

Some people even greeted that Asura warmly.

"Ms. Luo, good morning!"

"Miss A Luo, my family's rouge has arrived in a new product, welcome to take a look!"

"Miss Ah Luo, do you want the latest eyebrow pencil?"

That Asura smiled goose goose, and responded one by one.

Young Master Yong lowered his eyes.

He doesn't know why the mortals here are not afraid of Asura.

Perhaps the sacred tree?
The young master couldn't help but think of the holy tree he had seen a few days ago.

A willow tree growing outside the willow city.

It doesn't look tall, but the willow tree is sacred and shining forever!

Even if you look at it with a mortal body, you can still see the scene of countless moral brilliance flowing on the willow tree crown, and the halo of merit and virtue precipitating.

If you open your Dharma eyes, your eyes will be swollen by the light of the holy tree in an instant.

At that moment, Young Master Yong knew it.

That is the sacred tree of enlightenment.

It belongs to the core of orthodox education.

Even the gods dare not look directly at such sacred objects, and even the golden immortals have to pay respect.

and……

Young Master Yong has seen the holy tree.

In the ancestral temple of Yandu Jicheng, the holy tree of Gantang is enshrined.

Gantang is sacred, and the sacred tree is stalwart.

As soon as I saw it, I couldn't help admiring and worshiping it.

however……

That holy tree is about to die!
In other words, it is already dead!

What is alive today is just a 'sacred tree' that has lost its spirituality and has no morals to rely on.

It is only by relying on the sacrifices of the Yan people and the accumulation of countless treasures that it barely survives until now.

but……

The spirit of orthodoxy has been obliterated.

The enlightenment of orthodoxy no longer exists!
Even if the holy tree is alive, it is actually worse than being dead!

How is it like the sacred tree here?
Its brilliance is shining, its virtue is shining, it protects one side, and enlightens the whole place.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Young Master Yong walked towards an inn not far away.

His entourage and retainers are all in this inn.

After entering the inn, a waiter greeted him.

"Guest officer, you said yesterday that you wanted to drink spiritual wine, and our shopkeeper has already ordered it today..."

"I don't know if you want more?"

Young Master Yong raised his eyebrows, greatly surprised: "Really?"

"Of course it's absolutely true!" The man said, "It's about the price..."

"No problem!" Young Master Yong waved his hand directly: "As long as the spirit wine is really high-grade, the price is not a problem!"

As he spoke, he poured out a stack of thick yellow paper from his sleeve.

These yellow papers are all stamped with the official seal of the Secretary of General Administration of Huaguo.

The halo of a willow leaf emerges in it.

On each piece of yellow paper, it is written: One hundred strands of incense!

It was an incense coupon issued by Huaguo.

It was developed from the registered incense and stored incense in Liujun.

As long as anyone holds this voucher, they can exchange it for [-] strands of incense from any village in Huaguo.

The old man is innocent!

Moreover, within the territory of China, there is no possibility of counterfeiting.

Therefore, during the printing process, the coupons were taken care of by the holy tree, and those without the imprint of the holy tree were all fakes!

Therefore, the incense coupons have been issued for less than a year, and they are very popular.

As soon as Young Master Yong entered the country, he used three magic weapons and thousands of ingots of incense copper, and exchanged tens of thousands of incense sticks from the government office at the port of entry.

Along the way, relying on the incense coupons, he met countless people.

Merchants, officials, farmers, citizens, craftsmen.

Therefore, he has a certain understanding of this nascent country.

Seeing the incense coupon in Young Master Yong's hand, the guy immediately became enthusiastic: "Guest officer, please take it with you, I'll go and inform our shopkeeper right away!"

As he spoke, he walked excitedly to the shopkeeper's room.

Young Master Yong saw it with burning eyes.

He knows that this country of Hua pays attention to the equality of all beings.

Even that Earth Immortal should not put on airs in front of mortals, let alone bully him.

Because of the shade of the holy tree, it is enlightening to raise your head three feet.

What's more, no one knows whether behind a mortal, there is a child or relative who was taught in front of the Celestial Throne!
If you accidentally provoke such a person, you can only flee overnight.

But this place is a treasure land that monks are unwilling to give up no matter what.

The aura is rich, and the cause and effect are quiet.

It is not worse than that fairy mountain cave.

It can also earn merit, even opportunities and blessings.

But whoever is ambitious, where is he willing to go?

Thinking about all kinds of things in my heart, I heard footsteps in front of me.

When he raised his head, he saw the guy holding a jade porcelain bottle, carefully placing it in front of him.

"Guest officer, this is spirit wine..." The waiter looked at Young Master Yong cautiously, and asked, "One pot of spirit wine is one catty..."

"But one hundred strands of incense..."

"Guest officer, look..."

One hundred strands of incense, now the official price needs to be exchanged for an ingot of Jin Guoxiang copper.

And one ingot of fragrant copper from the state of Jin is enough to buy a hundred stones of grain in the state of Jin.

It is equivalent to three households gaining one year old!
It can be said that this pot of spirit wine is indeed expensive!
Young Master Yong took out a piece of yellow paper with a hundred strands of incense, handed it to the guy, and then took the jade porcelain vase.

Open the wine cork, the rich spiritual energy mixed with the fragrant wine aroma comes out.

Young Master Yong's pupils suddenly dilated.

"The fruit is high-grade spirit wine!"

"In Jiangcheng, such a pot of spiritual wine can be used as a sacrificial wine for the doctor to worship his ancestors!"

"This place...is truly terrifying!"

Holding the spirit wine, he wanted to go upstairs to meet with his retainers and discuss carefully.

He listened to the noise outside the door.

There seemed to be a voice saying: "The king of Chu is here!"

Young Master Yong turned his head abruptly, his eyes sparkled.

King of Chu!

"Want to be Lord Xibo?!"

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