After the immortal disappeared

There were no new encounters in the dream this time, and neither Hu Min nor A Luo were present. He just strolled around Panlong City and then went back to his hut to practice archery and sword skills.

Meditating and adjusting your breath in a dream does not promote your cultivation in reality. However, the proficiency accumulated through practicing martial arts is in sync with reality, and cannot be thrown away even after waking up. He Lingchuan was overjoyed when he confirmed this, because it meant that he had at least twice as much time as ordinary people to practice martial arts and realize his dream.

He also heard the allusion of a dream about yellow rice. Someone fell asleep while cooking rice, and ended up dreaming about it for the rest of his life. He also hoped that one day in Panlong's dream could be extended indefinitely until all his techniques were mastered.

However, think nice. No matter how much he longed for it, he seemed to only stay in the dream for more than ten hours.

He Lingchuan also noticed that his entry and exit into the Coiling Dragon's Dreamland became normal, as if he had entered the Immortal Cave since then. In the past few months, he had only fallen asleep twice in total.

Of course, it all started with Broken Knife.

But what exactly did the Divine Bone Necklace do to the Immortal Cave? The latter was immediately closed, and the Panlong Dreamland began to be opened to He Lingchuan regularly.

By the way, there was also the black talisman obtained from Lu Yao, which he also gave to the divine bone necklace and ate it.

What is this, a reward?

In other words, every weird thing he finds in the future must be tasted by the divine bone first?

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Early the next morning, there was a palm-wide layer of snow on the ground, and the weather was extremely cold.

The Zhu family sent someone to send an invitation, inviting the He family to attend Zhu Xiuer's dust-washing feast tonight.

"It shouldn't be so hasty, but Mr. Zhu knows that Mr. He won't stay in Shihuan City for too long. Time is tight." The messenger also stayed.

This man's surname is Liu, and he is an assistant. Zhu Xiyan took away his long-lost granddaughter and later sent an assistant to the inn to help the He family.

The so-called "helper" means to help others do things. They do not work exclusively in the Zhu Mansion, but are know-it-alls in Shihuan City. They have contacts with high-ranking officials and nobles, as well as people from all walks of life. We often ask helpers to do things that are inconvenient for wealthy people to do.

When outsiders come to Shihuan City, their needs are nothing more than eating, drinking, having fun, buying and selling, and visiting. The senior assistants will make sure everything is taken care of.

There are also people like this in Blackwater City, who are called errand runners.

The Zhu family knew that He Chunhua was unfamiliar with this place, so they specially found a person who was like a snake oil to come over, which was very considerate.

He Chunhua originally wanted to go out for a walk, but before he could take a step forward, the housekeeper Lao Mo sent several greeting cards.

Mrs. Ying asked curiously: "Zhu Xiu'er just came home last night. How come someone knows that our master has arrived in Shihuan City today?"

He Chunhua waved his hand: "It's not surprising. I ordered someone to register with the government yesterday."

He is now a local official. If he is not allowed to enter the capital without permission, even if he comes to Shihuan City, he must report it immediately, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

Assistant Liu said with a smile: "This is at the feet of the emperor, and the information cannot be better. The first-class clan members knew last night that Xiazhou's new manager had found his granddaughter for Mr. Zhu; the second-class clan clan members may not know until this morning; this evening Those who received the news later were those from third-class families and below.”

It seems that this set of rules is the same wherever it is placed.

He Chunhua and his wife couldn't get away, so He Lingchuan threw a piece of silver to Assistant Liu: "I'm new to Shihuan, please take me for a walk."

Assistant Liu collected the money and patted his chest: "As long as I'm here, the young master can just treat Shi Huan as his own backyard!"

The two of them had just left the inn. Mao Tao jumped out of nowhere and wanted to be He Lingchuan's follower: "Young Master, where are we going to play?"

The prosperity of Shihuan City had already made him ready for the next step.

"Let's get down to business first," He Lingchuan said to Assistant Liu, "I heard that Shi Huan is famous for his craftsmanship. My favorite knife is broken, and it's very difficult to find a skilled craftsman to repair it."

It is easy to find a craftsman's shop in Shihuan City, but it is difficult for a foreigner like him to find the most skilled craftsman.

This is when the assistant came in handy. Assistant Liu immediately smiled and said: "No problem, young master, follow me!"

The carriage was already waiting at the door of the inn.

The carriage is made of mahogany wood and does not have an exaggerated carving appearance, but the soft furnishings inside are very comfortable. Three grown men can sit opposite each other and stretch their legs without feeling suffocated.

As the car started to move, Deputy Liu introduced: "Shihuan is one of the capitals. There are famous craftsmen and sects here, but the leader among them is Songyang Mansion."

Songyang Mansion? The other two said they had never heard of it.

"Songyang Mansion is also a Taoist sect and has been established for more than 50 years. The first generation of the lord was a prince conferred by the founding father of Dayuan Kingdom. He established the sect as an official. His disciples were especially good at refining weapons. Most of them were sold well to officers and the upper class. "Children."

It turns out that Songyang Mansion is on the popular route and has half an official background. It is no wonder that it can remain invincible in the fiercely competitive Shihuan City.

He Lingchuan suddenly realized, but said with a smile: "I always thought that Taoist gates were hidden deep in the mountains, so mysterious. I didn't expect them to be opened directly in the market."

"That's the Immortal Sect you're talking about! The Immortal Sect that only appears in legends." Assistant Liu said smoothly, "Now there are only Taoist sects. Except for the long-established Taoist sects, none of the other sects can hold their own. . Although both the Immortal Sect and the Taoist Sect have magical powers, do you know the difference between them?"

"Tell me about it." These assistants are indeed experienced and can talk about anything.

"In the past, the immortals could fly with swords, fly high and high, be indestructible, and behead people thousands of miles away. Who wouldn't be able to worship them?" Deputy Liu pointed to the sky, "Look at the current warriors and magicians, they are quite amazing. He has supernatural powers, he will bleed if he is stabbed, he will die if his head falls off, he can run on four hooves just like when he goes out, he cannot live forever, he cannot defeat the king's army, and he is still fighting to be canonized by the king... To be disrespectful, with There is no difference between us ordinary people."

Mao Tao nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "That's the truth."

If you are not strong enough, you will fall off the altar.

He Lingchuan's heart moved slightly, thinking of the corpse in the Immortal Cave in Xianling Lake, and once again curious about the cause of his death.

They looked out of the car window and saw that the streets in Shihuan City were much wider than those in Heishui City, and even more neat and clean. The main road was even paved with blue square stones, and could accommodate at least ten carriages driving side by side.

Shihuan is a water and land hub. Half of the capital's supplies are transferred here, so commerce is very developed. Looking along the way, He Lingchuan saw row upon row of buildings, many of them magnificent. In addition to the regular facilities found in every city such as restaurants and Quyuan Casino, Shihuan City also has many entertainment venues. He Lingchuan saw a wooden sign hanging on a storefront with several large red characters "Ecstasy" written on it, which was particularly eye-catching.

"what is that?"

"Maze." Assistant Liu explained to the two bumpkins, "These are formations created by magicians and monsters for guests to play with. Some of them are equipped with magic formations, including flowers, birds, insects, and fish. They are very popular among girls."

He chuckled: "There are also some special formations called 'soul-killing formations', where kites sing and dance, just for the entertainment of old men like us. It's very popular, and you have to make a reservation in advance. I've seen guests in there. I stayed there for two days and refused to come out."

Mao Taoqi said: "The magic array is all fake, how can it be compared to the one in the Red Shop's Shop, where you can touch and touch it."

"You don't understand. Sometimes it's best not to be able to touch." Assistant Liu blinked, "The women in the fantasy array are as beautiful as they are, as noble as they are, and as innocent as they are. How innocent, as charming as you want it to be, as long as you pay, Hongguanfang can’t do it, right?”

Mao Tao listened leisurely and fascinated, wishing to jump out of the car now to experience it.

At this time, the carriage also turned from the main road into the secondary street.

Although it is a secondary street, it is as spacious as the main street in Blackwater City. The stores on both sides have at least four-door doors and brightly polished signboards.

"This whole street is owned by Qi Zong." Assistant Liu opened the door, "The old store of Songyang Mansion is here. It has been open the longest."

He Lingchuan came down and took a look, yes, it was really impressive. "How many stores does Songyang Mansion have in Shihuan City?"

"Two." Deputy Liu added, "There are three more in the capital." After saying that, he led He Lingchuan and the others inside.

The interior of the store is elegantly decorated, but the four walls are decorated with weapons, which is very distinctive.

There is a large bronze cauldron in the middle of the hall, as high as Maotao's shoulders. Guests coming and going often stop here. He looked around and saw that the bottom of the cauldron was a miniature landscape, with mountains, water, and pastoral bridges.

What's strange is that there is white mist floating near the mouth of the tripod, which is like clouds in the tripod.

He asked curiously: "Ouch? There are fish in the river, and they can actually move!"

Thanks to his good eyesight, he could see something moving in the river at the bottom of the tripod. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was actually a swimming fish.

Assistant Liu introduced: "This is the treasure of the old store in Songyang Mansion, the Ding Zhongshanhe. It was completed forty years ago."

He Lingchuan also praised: "Lifelike."

"This is a living scene." Assistant Liu said with a smile, "All of us living people can go in. I have gone in to visit it, and the scenery is quite beautiful."

The other guests were also amazed when they heard this.

The old store in Songyangfu is divided into three parts, with display at the front, storage and negotiation in the middle, and a large space at the back for casting.

Assistant Liu walked in by a familiar road and quickly found Manager Zhao and introduced He Lingchuan to him: "This is the eldest son of Mr. He, the new general manager of Xiazhou. He came to your shop specially to repair the sword. Mr. He has visited many people. Even the craftsmen couldn’t make it up.”

"The material is extraordinary, please sit down, please." Manager Zhao immediately led the two of them to sit down for tea, then turned around to find someone else.

This man is in his early fifties, with bright eyes and dark skin.

"This is Li Fubo, the chief craftsman of Songyang Furnace Furnace."

Li Fubo did not exchange any greetings with He Lingchuan. He took the broken sword and slowly took it out of its sheath. Yintang was immediately illuminated by the cold light of the blade. His apprentice placed a wooden board on the ground. Li Fubo raised his knife and slashed it in vain.

Nothing happened, the board was fine.

Mao Tao couldn't help but touch her nose, but Li Fubo returned the broken knife to its owner: "Here you go."