Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 231 Chatting in the building about fairy tales

Immortals entertain mortals.

This scene fell in the eyes of female cultivator Qian Feng, no less than a thunder, enough to bring a shock that subverted all three views.

Wu Meng, on the other hand, had noticed along the way and was no longer surprised by the immortal family among mortals.

In addition to the juggling 'vendor' in front of him, he also caught a glimpse of a three-eyed monster that transformed into a human form.

He was having a drink on the second floor of a restaurant facing the street. When he looked over, he happened to be captured by another immortal who had a similar status as a 'catcher' and sealed the third eye between his eyebrows with a talisman.

Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was just a slightly unusual arrest of a key criminal.

Qian Feng couldn't move his feet, rubbed his eyes several times, and turned to look at him.

The neutral yet heroic eyebrows were covered with shock: "Isn't that a magic technique?"

Following Wang Qingshan's temper, Wu Meng glanced at the other party: "Do you even have the most basic eyesight?"

"But……"

'boom! ’

Before the other party could even utter a retort, he heard an explosion and a raging fire swept in this direction, arriving at the door in the blink of an eye!

The flame is orange-red, like clouds and birds.

The onlookers along the way were all disappearing into the flames like flying ashes.

"!!"

At the critical moment, Qian Feng took half a step back, his orange eyes stared at the direction of the flames, and he pinched himself into a spell before he could get on.

Rich water spray gathered, trying to surround the two of them.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was shocked, confused and out of proportion before, the reaction that a disciple of the Dragon Sect should have was still quite good.

This is a soft water technique, full of changes.

All she had to do was delay the situation for a moment, whether it was attacking or defending, and then she would be able to fall into the rhythm she was good at.

however.

But at this moment, a hand came over quietly.

The slightly cold fingertips came first and flicked Hao's wrist, breaking up her ready-to-go technique.

The gathering water splashes are weak and evaporate in the flames.

Qian Feng turned his head and stared at Wang Qingshan with his round eyes.

boom!

The two were engulfed in flames.

After two full breaths, as the boy's belly expanded, the originally raging flames flowed back into his belly.

The crowd that had previously turned into ashes reappeared.

Everyone was stunned and looked frightened.

But there is no injury at all on the whole body?

The blazing fire before was just a shocking sideshow!

The venue was quiet for a moment, and then thunderous cheers and cheers erupted.

Among the crowd, Qian Feng's expression turned extremely ugly.

If she had doubted that the two were not from the Immortal Family earlier, then after the juggling, the doubt in her heart disappeared.

The flame just now was a spell!

It was only because of his far more powerful control than imagined that he was able to keep the flames from licking people without burning them.

However, this discovery made her tremble.

What kind of powerful spiritual consciousness does such a powerful control rely on?

Is it possible that the two people performing in front of me are actually senior bosses above the fourth level?

Beside, Wu Meng's eyes flashed with a flash of thought.

Compared with Qian Feng's confusion, he had some guesses in his mind.

What I saw along the way was that although many immortal families were hidden in the market, they seemed to be performing their respective duties.

Everyone seems to be following some kind of rules.

Or in other words, carrying a certain identity.

Such as the 'catcher' who hunts monsters, and the buskers who are currently juggling.

This made him think of Feng Deng and the various posthumous titles among the secret immortals.

With identity and posthumous title, comes authority and responsibility.

This was also the reason why he prevented Qian Feng from performing the technique before.

The busking immortal can perform magic tricks in the street, and Bojun smiles. This is his right and responsibility.

But if my two outsiders use the power of the Immortal Family at will, will they attract some attention and restrictions?

As for the powerful fire control technique, he prefers to attribute it to the special practice system.

Because under his observation, apart from the ability to control fire, the fire-breathing boy's power of flames and aura were only at the late stage of Qi training.

While thinking about it, the crowd of onlookers dispersed happily.

The boy held a broken stone plate in his hand, which contained seventy or eighty copper coins, which were rewards earned from juggling earlier.

When Wu Meng noticed it, the other party grinned and buried his nose in the stone plate, taking a deep sniff.

"Hurry up and bring it to the experts and enjoy it!"

The Taoist who was soaking in the wine jar couldn't wait to urge him.

The boy poured the copper plate into the altar, then picked up the scattered copper coins thrown on the ground, put ashes on them one by one and put them away.

Then with one strong move, he lifted the Taoist priest and the altar on his shoulders, and looked this way.

"Are you two from the mountains?"

The boy asked.

His tone was hardly enthusiastic, but it didn't sound arrogant.

Wu Meng heard a trace of curiosity from it. He smiled and did not answer, which was regarded as acquiescence.

"Study member?" Qian Feng asked slightly hesitantly.

"Okay." The Taoist clapped his hands: "You don't even know what a health worker is, so let's talk about it in the building!"

His skinny fingers pointed at a restaurant not far away.

A moment.

In a private room on the third floor of the restaurant.

Qian Feng laid out seven or eight items, including a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, unknown spiritual elixirs, and rare spiritual materials dating back five hundred years.

At the table, the shopkeeper wearing a round money hat finally swept the things into his bag and left with a smile.

Wu Meng watched the whole process and couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Although this woman has made mistakes along the way, her basic qualities are still quite good.

With his wealth as a disciple of the Dragon Sect, it was easy to take out tens of thousands of spirit stones, but Qian Feng didn't do that. Instead, he took it out like squeezing out toothpaste.

They are all things whose identity is not easily revealed.

The shopkeeper left, and the meal was settled.

The Taoist finally twirled his beard: "Li Shanjun is about to become an immortal. You two must have come to this city to join in the fun, right?"

"Li Shanjun?"

Wu Meng shook his head: "I don't know him."

"Then why did you come out?"

"Master created a hexagram three years ago, and I came here following the hexagram."

"Qi Gua!!"

The boy who was peeling lychees was surprised: "Your master is a big shot!"

The Taoist's expression also changed. Although he was a little suspicious, he was subconsciously cautious in his actions.

Wu Meng smiled disapprovingly: "Oh? The old man in the family has never imagined that one day he can be called a big shot, and he can use tea instead of wine to say thank you to his old man."

He took a leisurely sip of tea, but the place became quiet.

The Taoist was speechless for a moment. Looking at Wu Meng who was drinking tea calmly, he was already 90% convinced.

He looked at Qian Feng again.

This woman is not bad in appearance, and her temperament is even more unique. However, her energy-raising skills are much poorer, and her expression is a little dazed.

The Taoist returned a glass of wine and said after careful consideration: "Then this junior sister..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wu Meng. "You misunderstood, she is my personal maid."

Bang!

The tea cup in Qian Feng's hand fell heavily on the table, and before the water splashed down, he guided it all back into the cup with his fingers.

The Taoist glanced at it and said, "That's it."

After a moment of restraint, the atmosphere at the table quickly returned to nature.

After the Taoist explanation, Wu Meng finally understood his current situation.

In this city, there is an immortal named Lishanjun, who will soon be granted the title of Immortal Court.

After the news spread, it attracted people from all walks of life from all over the world to come and watch.

The two of them were regarded as ignorant people practicing in the mountains.

This kind of people are called Shengyuan. They are outside the mainstream immortal vocations and are free and unrestrained. However, their future is gloomy due to lack of rights and responsibilities.

If you want to get rid of your status as a student, you need to attribute your practice to a school under the Immortal Court, or get a reward from the Immortal Court like Li Shanjun and get an official position.

Shengyuan are usually practitioners who have no access or path.

And because he has lived in the mountains for a long time, the news is blocked.

But among the thousands of students, there are always a few who have some inexplicable roots.

Wu Meng was mistakenly identified as the latter category.

"Then what kind of school do you two belong to?" he asked curiously.

The Taoist smiled awkwardly: "It doesn't count as a sect. I'm a humble person who doesn't belong to the mainstream. I can barely make ends meet..."

The boy gnawed on the chicken leg and patted the jar when he heard the words: "When we collect enough incense money, we will go to Lishanmen and get the decent job you have been looking forward to for most of your life."

The Taoist shook his head and smiled.

Wu Meng opened his palm, and there was an ordinary copper coin lying in the middle, which he got in exchange for a little trick.

"Is this the incense money?"

"No, the money we earn from performing is called incense money. The money that the young master was taken away by the shopkeeper earlier is also called incense money."

He pondered for a moment and did not ask any more questions on this topic, but instead talked about other places.

Anyway, no matter what we talk about in this strange world, it can be considered a gain.

In less than half an hour, the table full of delicacies was cleared away.

The boy patted his round belly, opened his mouth and spit out a ball of flame the size of a fist.

The flames are condensed as if they were real objects. If you look closely, they look like a cyclone like a galaxy, with thousands of sparks sputtering out from the surroundings.

"Grow up quickly!"

He muttered a few words with excitement on his face, and saw the fire spin light up.

Its round belly then deflated.

Qian Feng had obviously been curious about the boy's fire control skills for a long time. When he saw it, he couldn't help but ask: "What kind of practice is this?"

The Taoist shook his head and laughed: "This boy accidentally swallowed a Suzaku egg when he was young and received a false ray of heavenly fire. He can command all fires in the world. Unfortunately, he has no way to go further."

connections.

Wu Meng had heard this word many times today.

Favor, or karma, seems to be a very important thing in this world.

It makes sense when you think about it.

After all, Immortal Court is at the top, and after the unification of power, it is natural to focus on connections and followers.

This also explains why the boy has powerful fire control abilities.

In the outside cultivation civilization, if you want to control fire and harness spiritual power, you have to do it through your own spiritual consciousness.

But here, what is important is not one’s own practice, but the recognition from above such as the school, the path, etc.

In this context, a different world of cultivation with orderly order comes into view.

If you think about it carefully, your own hidden immortal cultivation method has more or less similar characteristics.

I just don’t know which school the Yinxian belongs to in this era?

Is it considered an official position?

While he was deep in thought, it was time for the banquet to end.

The Taoist clasped his fists and said, "Young master rarely goes out of the mountain. I doubt he would like to face my vulgar faces all day long. Let's just say goodbye."

Wu Meng smiled slightly and cupped his fists in return.

When the boy walked away carrying the jar, Qian Feng's face suddenly fell.

She looked around.

Wu Meng glanced at it: "Just say what you want to say, the private room is equipped with sound insulation."

She did not find the means mentioned by the other party, but she withdrew her gaze and said word by word:

"Wang Qingshan, who is your personal maid?!"

He should have said this with a strong voice, after all, this person was notorious, and although she, Qian Feng, was not a famous person in the Dragon Sect, she had never been teased in such a frivolous way.

However, I wonder if what I saw today was too unbelievable...

Or maybe along the way, Wang Qingshan in front of her revealed a side she had never imagined.

The moment the words came out of her mouth, she was shocked to realize that she was far less angry than she imagined.

This person seems to be different from the rumors.

To describe it is...

Calm and calm, but with a lot of trouble in your chest?

Qian Feng was just thinking when he heard the other party say: "It is not easy to be my prince's personal maid."

As she said that, she felt the other person's teasing eyes sweep across her chest.

"Wang Qingshan!!"

The fire of rage suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, the image of the person opposite her in her heart became clear again.

Wu Meng ignored the Cai Yunxian again. He stood up and went to where the Taoist had been sitting. He looked down and saw a circle of black seals on the altar's base on the bright wooden floor.

And at the edge of the stain, there was a yellowed and thin talisman lying.

If I remember correctly, this talisman was used to seal the altar, and there were a total of ten talismans posted on the edge of the altar.

He picked up the talisman, rubbed the stains on it, and immediately put it into his sleeve robe.

"Let's go and see the rumored Lord Lishan. The way to leave this place is probably right there..."

……

Somewhere on the street.

The boy strode forward carrying a wine jar that was bigger than him.

"I don't know what to say about you! It's so hard to meet such a person, why are you still playing hard to get?"

The Taoist blew his beard and said, "What do you know, little brat? Let the hair in your crotch grow all the way first!"

"Do you know that this world is so cold, and people just come out of the mountain and don't know the situation, so you rush to join in, threaten to repay the favor, and are not afraid of becoming enemies? The one who is in this way is Zhang Fu. If he is willing to bow down, he will form a karma. If he is not willing, he will That means you are looking down on me and so on, so walk away in a clean mood to avoid getting into trouble!"

"Alright alright."

The boy shook his nose ring and asked again: "I think that maid is not very obedient. You are not mistaken, are you?"

"Hey! You finally got the point."

The Taoist smiled inexplicably and said, "Did the fairy object?"

"No."

"That's fine, maybe the young master will fall for this..."

"Which one?"

"You ignorant thing!"

The Taoist cursed: "Let's go, let's get a good position first. I heard that this time there is an immortal official who can control fire in the court. I have to find a way to show your face..."

The two gradually walked away.

　I’m back. I prepared for the exam on the 26th last month, and then took another three days of rest. I will try to get back on track in December.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)