Why did I, a superman, go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 60 The Seventh Prince

Because of the influence of human luck, the general practice sects, that is, the gathering places of immortal cultivators, will not be established in places with a lot of people.

Even the Renzong lineage, which has always been on a blind date with humanity, seems to be hiding in the city. As for the Tiandi sect, which is even more difficult to find, the general sect will choose a cave or a secret place.

Such places are generally rich in aura, and at the same time, they are far away from the world. For cultivators, they are considered excellent places of practice.

Also because of this reason, if a mortal wants to ask for a fairy, unless the opportunity comes, it will be really difficult.

But this also brings a problem.

In addition to the Taoists above Jindan who can rely on the pass token to come and go on their own, the foundation-building disciples below Jindan can only travel between the mortal world and the secret realm by "receiving the elders".

Obviously, although Mu Wu has already completed the foundation establishment, he is still far away from the Golden Core Realm, so here he can only wait for the communication with our sect for the time being.

"I have already used the communication bell in the office to notify the extradition senior stationed at the junction of the secret realm and the earthly world. It is related to Senior Brother Lin Ke. Naturally, it is urgent to deal with it. In this way, I can receive it as soon as tomorrow."

In the Shiwei House in Danyang City, a group of four people sat around in a private room, chatting while waiting for the food to be served.

He was unambiguous, and he didn't procrastinate at all. He arranged things properly before he came out.

"That's great, thank you fellow Taoist Mu for your help."

Wang Ting quickly thanked him.

Mu Wu waved his hand with a nonchalant expression.

"This is also my duty, and if there are no accidents, the next time we meet at the Sun Moon Gate, we may be brothers, hahahaha."

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing.

"On this fairy road, there is another talented fellow of the same way. This matter is really worth celebrating! Come! Drink tea!"

He still has some clues about Wang Ting's age, so naturally it is impossible to do anything about drinking.

And the dishes ordered began to come slowly.

This place seems to be the most sought-after restaurant in the capital of the Great Chu Kingdom. After eating the food, Wang Ting also had to admit that it really deserves the name of "delicious delicacy".

However, at the time when the cups were mixed, a slight knock on the door rang out in the private room.

When Mu Wu heard this, he frowned, but before he could do anything else, the door was pushed open.

The one who came in was a man dressed in brocade clothes, accompanied by a servant who looked like a family servant, who looked like he came from a wealthy family.

"Master Mu, please stay safe! Why are you free to come to Shiweiju for dinner this time?"

To be honest, if an ordinary wealthy son did this, Mu Wu would generally not pretend to be false. Furthermore, He Yan, who is not so calm, faced this level of "offence". Give each other some color.

But he didn't do that, and Mu Wu didn't ignore him either.

Wang Ting was still eating, and he could clearly see the helplessness flashing across Mu Wu's face, and after the other party entered the door to say hello, he also stood up, and cupped his hands for the man dressed as a young master. Right to salute.

"I won't see you in a few days, the Seventh Prince is safe and well."

Oh, it is indeed not an ordinary family. After listening to Mu Wu's words, Wang Ting knew that the other party was a prince of the Great Chu Dynasty.

Before he could think about it, the prince seemed to be dissatisfied with Mu Wu's title. He took a step forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed the other's hand, and said "affectionately":

"Hey! It's a bit out of character to address the immortal master like that, just call me Zhao Yi!"

"Zhao?"

Wang Ting suddenly thought of Zhao Ming who had just met not long ago. He remembered that the other party said that he was from the royal family.

But unlike Wang Ting who was in the state of watching a play, Mu Wu only felt embarrassed.

In fact, it would be nothing else to be greeted by the prince when he is alone, but now he is having dinner with Wang Ting, that is to say, what he is doing now is "entertaining Wang Ting".

At this time, the so-called prince may feel that his behavior is showing respect to Mu Wu, but to be honest, considering the Wang Ting who is eating melons, Mu Wu is really embarrassed.

Born in the royal family, although he has no official or position, but he has somewhat been honored by his father as the monarch, and he has been blessed with a little bit of human luck. This matter is indeed generous, no matter what the other party's purpose is, but it does save them a lot of trouble.

After all, the powerful seniors usually leave this kind of "dirty work" to the disciples below him to do it.
So Mu Wu, who is a cultivator of immortals, will give him some respect. Who told him to have a good father?
Otherwise, he would really be too lazy to talk to someone who doesn't have any talent for cultivation.

"How can the prince be free today? If you have time to leave the palace, are you here to inspect the people's sentiments?"

"It's just that I'm used to being idle, but I never thought of seeing the immortal master traveling by chance, so I came to pay a visit."

After all, he was born in the royal family, and he still has some basic emotional intelligence. Zhao Yi could also see that Mu Wuyin was impatient, so he resigned tactfully.

"Then, since I've said hello, I'll take my leave first, and Immortal Master will continue to enjoy the delicious food, and come back to the palace to talk about it later when I have time!"

He never glanced at anyone present except Mu Wu from the beginning to the end.

"Prince, go slowly."

Mu Wu nodded, and personally sent the other party out.

Taking advantage of this gap, He Yan, who was silent for a long time, turned his head and said to Wang Ting:

"This prince is respectful on the surface, but he is full of arrogance on the inside. Look at him like that, and he doesn't even take us seriously. It's really rude!"

He Yan was a bit stunned, but he did explain the inexplicable prince's attitude in one sentence.

Wang Ting nodded.

"Since there is no hope of cultivating immortality, it is just a dry bone on the road after all, so don't worry about it."

"Haha, kid, you are very clear, you are the seed of cultivating immortals."

After He Yan heard this, his impression of Wang Ting immediately improved a lot. After all, Wang Ting looked a bit like a brat before.

After saying that, Mu Wu walked back alone.

Sitting down again, he shook his head.

"He deliberately made friends with people from the immortal sect, and his ambitions are not small. If fellow Taoists see him in the future, you need to be careful."

Obviously, Mu Wu didn't have a good impression of this person either.

"Eat and eat, don't care about him."

However, in the eyes of Wang Ting, this guy is indeed inferior to the dishes in front of him.

On the other hand, the fact that Wang Ting brought Lin Ke's token to worship the mountain gate naturally quickly spread to the ears of the immortal elders.

"People have arrived."

Immortal Da Ri was in the first place, looking at Daojun Daoist Daojun standing in two seats, he said indifferently.

(End of this chapter)