I have a city in another world

Chapter 2971 Violet Light Appears
On the last wine table, Tang Zhen was the only one left, still drinking by himself.

Although the night was dark, the excitement remained undiminished, and the laughter continued.

For the aborigines who don't worry about death and livelihood tomorrow, time does not constrain their behavior.

When you are really sleepy, you will go home to rest, or just find a place to lie down.

After waking up, you can continue to have fun.

Carrying a jug of fine wine, Tang Zhen walked along the long street and came to the edge of Ziguangxu.

There are many ancient and mysterious giant statues here, as well as many incomplete buildings, which look old and dilapidated.

But it is not deserted here. From time to time, monks can be seen, living in the ruins near Ziguang Ruins for a long time.

Cultivating, waiting, the days have turned out to be somewhat leisurely.

A real practitioner is indeed so leisurely, not exhausted like ordinary people.

In fact, practitioners also have goals, but they are more difficult and long-term, and the more anxious they are, the more difficult it is to achieve.

Tang Zhen strolled over, not many monks cared, they just continued to practice with their eyes closed, completely intoxicated in their own world.

This is another characteristic of Ziguangxu. Although there are a lot of monks, they don't provoke each other.

If necessary, you can go to the special trading place, which is a market shared by monks and mortals.

Don't think that you can bully others, that's just the idea of ​​a newcomer, but any monk who has lived here for a long time will never have such an idea.

In fact, the vast majority of practitioners are very low-key and forbearing. Those who are arrogant and domineering are simply impossible to survive in the cultivation world.

There is a big tree in front of it, and there is a stone platform under the tree, which is currently unoccupied.

Tang Zhen walked straight over and sat down slowly.

In front of the mountain gate of the Wuji Sect, Tang Zhen fought with four indigenous gods. Although he failed to kill them, he still snatched a large amount of God's Origin.

It's just that the purity of the essence of God is really unsatisfactory, and it must be purified before it can be absorbed.

Sure enough, only by killing the gods in the Loucheng world can they get rich spoils, and the indigenous gods cannot be compared at all.

The Qiankun Five Elements Beads have now been assembled and are being handed over to the blacksmith for refining.

So far, Tang Zhen has collected seven original spirit treasures, and the harvest has far exceeded expectations.

Perhaps the only regret is that the quality of these original spirit treasures is too low, and together they cannot be compared to a fine product.

In fact, everything should not be rushed, as long as there is something to gain.

In the midst of this silence, music suddenly sounded again, which seemed elegant and melodious.

Soon there were many female monks flying in the air with the music, their graceful figures and dresses fluttering.

Obviously, this place of practice is not really dead and silent.

Tang Zhen watched with a smile. It is indeed very rare to see so many female monks dancing in the air.

But he soon discovered that this was actually a method of cultivation. Those figures dancing and changing in the air actually implied some special laws.

Even the melodious sound of music is part of this kind of practice, which makes people calm and cleanse their minds, without being stained with a trace of dust, and also not afraid of the intrusion of demons.

Tang Zhen has heard of similar cultivation methods for a long time.

In some planes, practitioners will chant the spells to be cast in a way similar to singing.

There are even corresponding dance steps, either majestic and vigorous, or charming and enchanting.

When these monks are fighting, the scene can be said to be very spectacular. You can see the continuous dancing and singing of the two warring sides, releasing various attacks.

If you don't consider the killing effect, it can be regarded as a song performance with brilliant sound and light, which makes the spectators feel pleasing to the eye.

Every battle between monks will attract countless onlookers to watch from a long distance.

These monks in front of them should practice similar exercises, otherwise they would not sing and dance in public.

This song and dance in the air lasted for several hours, and did not end until dawn.

Some monks see from the beginning to the end, and some monks block perception and can turn a blind eye to it.

During this period, Tang Zhen kept focusing on Ziguangxu, trying to figure out what kind of place it was.

According to what the pair of sisters said, monks who entered Ziguang Ruins could get whatever they wanted.

If it is an ordinary monk, it is not unusual to be able to get the desired items.

But if the gods enter this place and can get what they want, then the nature will be completely different.

Because of the existence of the origin of the gods, the gods can imitate any item, except for things like the original spirit treasure.

If a god enters it and gets what he wants, then besides the original spirit treasure, what else will there be?
The real problem is that the appearance of the gods in Ziguangxu is just a rumor.

At least until now, Tang Zhen has not felt the existence of the gods, so he cannot determine whether the rumors are true or not.

If it was in other places, Tang Zhen would definitely not pay attention to such rumors, because the truth is very little.

But now in the Spirit World, with the famous Ziguang Ruins in front of him, Tang Zhen really didn't have the confidence to directly deny it.

So he decided to observe slowly, and even go into it to explore it himself, so as to prove whether the rumors are true or not?
Before you know it, a new day arrives.

The residents of Ziguang Ruins kept appearing, they didn't care about the practitioners around them at all, they just collected wild fruits and vegetables on their own.

From time to time, the aborigines would also chat with practitioners, because they are already familiar with each other.

If it weren't for Ziguang Ruins, you would never be able to see such a scene, but the local aborigines are all used to it.

"So you're here, did you have a good night?"

There was a crisp voice in my ear, the sisters running the tavern happened to pass by Tang Zhen.

There is also that quirky little girl who is running around among the flowers with a pet that looks like a puppy at the moment.

It was the younger sister who spoke, with a faint smile on her face.

"It's okay, comfortable and comfortable, and you can see wonderful singing and dancing performances."

Tang Zhen stretched his waist and said with a faint smile.

"You're lucky. They don't dance and sing every day. I've only seen them a dozen times so far."

Tang Zhen nodded, looking at the baskets they were carrying, which were covered with a layer of emerald green grass leaves.

"Wake up so early, what are you going to do?"

The younger sister pointed to the jug next to her and replied with a smile: "Every morning, a kind of wild fruit will grow in the grassland of Ziguangxu.

Crunchy and sweet, the fruit is the main material for brewing fine wine, and the picking time is only one hour, otherwise the fruit will disappear.

So every morning, my sister and I would come to Ziguangxu to pick berries for wine making. "

After explaining a few words briefly, the pair of sisters bid farewell to Tang Zhen and walked slowly towards the Purple Light Market ahead.

Tang Zhen watched the pair of sisters leave with a smile on his face, but soon showed a look of surprise.

Because I don't know when it started, a faint purple light has already diffused on the grassland in front of me.

(End of this chapter)