I created the Longevity Club

It's like a cultivator who doesn't cultivate but wastes the natural resources and only pursues some petty things. However, not all of them are like this. After all, the government's own resources and connections are there. If you are willing, it would be good to use them.

How about finding a homestay to stay? Lu Li was thinking about things in his mind, but it was still unclear whether there was such a thing as a homestay in this era. What should he do? Go out and try his luck? Then go and see, just in case.

However, the curfew has not ended yet. It seems that there is still some time before the fifth watch. I don't know how many teams are patrolling the city and when they will patrol. Lu Li had to open his magical powers and keep an eye on the surroundings. If there was any movement, he would quickly speed up and run away.

After wandering around the city for a few times, he used his magical powers to dodge the patrol teams several times. There were also cultivators like the one who followed him that day. This group of cultivators, known as "the running dogs of the government", stared at Lu Li and made him feel uneasy. Fortunately, he always walked away before they found him. But it was not a good thing to keep doing this. If he continued like this, he would be exposed one day.

He still had to wander around and find a place to stay. After wandering around, the town was not big. It took less than an hour. Lu Li, who started to speed up time, saw the whole town and got a little understanding of the situation.

It was barely enough.

Back to the point, the name of this city is "Yulin City", but it doesn't mean the imperial forest. I saw that it was written on a piece of foundation stone that was said to be extra. It means that Emperor Yan led his troops to resist the monsters emerging from the Manggu Forest. After seven days and seven nights, he barely defended the border of the forest. He also led more than a hundred warriors to go deep into the jungle to assassinate the leading monster. After another seven days and seven nights, Emperor Yan appeared outside the forest with the head of the big monster in his shape. He brought more than a hundred soldiers into the forest, and none of them was missing. It became a good story and was engraved here as a memorial. The place where the stone tablet was erected guarded the head of the big monster. It is said that this big monster lives as long as the world. As long as the world does not perish, he will live for a day, so Emperor Yan cut off his head and sealed it here.

Lu Li also complained when he saw this. How could a big monster that can command the monsters to invade the human race be sealed here after being killed? Isn't such a small border town afraid that someone will dig it up and revive the big monster?

Speaking of resurrecting a great demon, there is an example around me, and it is still crying secretly in my own sea of ​​consciousness. What is hidden is all my own sea of ​​consciousness. How can I not see it when you hide it?

Lu Li felt his heart tighten, and immediately stopped thinking about it, and did not continue. Xiao Ke holds a grudge.

Otherwise, how can Lu Li treat this matter as a legend? Besides, what level must a great demon who lives as long as the sun and the moon be? He raided his nest and was killed by the boss. He brought more than a hundred people and not a single one died, and he succeeded. This is more outrageous than the war between China and the border countries back then. Two people captured an artillery camp. No matter how nonsense novels are, they dare not write this. If they write this, they want to rub the IQ of their readers on the ground. How can they write novels like this?

But this is really written on the inscription. I don’t know if it’s true, but Lu Li looked down with his magical eyes. At the limit of his vision, there is really a black thing, but it can’t be seen that it has really completed this matter.

But such a big demon should have a strong demonic aura, and this incident happened only 40 or 50 years ago, so it shouldn't dissipate so quickly, not to mention that it is a big demon of the "Longevity with Heaven and Earth" realm. But Lu Li is a little yearning for the demonic aura here.

0.. Asking for flowers 0.. . .

But speaking of it, Lu Li really is a hotel-like place, but it is currently under curfew and has not yet opened. I will go back and ask for directions later. There is only one day left before the meeting, so it's okay to be cautious.

Somewhere, there is an endless grassland, and the warm wind blows, blowing down the weeds, and the inconspicuous little flowers mixed in the weeds. Under the dark green color, they struggle tenaciously, and a little eye-catching pink, joining the green ocean, the small petals are gently blown by the wind, shaking up and down, waving, waving the arrival of butterflies. I don’t know how long it took, but finally a white butterfly appeared. After wandering around in the grassland for a long time, it finally saw a small flower that was almost submerged. Although it was small, it was better than nothing.

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The white butterfly shadow landed on the light pink flower and stayed there for a long time. When it was satisfied, it flew away again to find the next flower.

In the flickering of its wings, I don’t know if it was the pollen on the flower or the dust on the butterfly’s wings, a mustard seed flew out and disappeared.

The mustard seed contains the Sumeru. If a monk who has practiced Taoism to a certain extent passes by here, and has a slightly more careful perception of space, and prefers nature and likes to observe these small beauties, he will definitely exclaim “dreamland”.

:"8::; That's right, this mustard seed is the current gate of the "Dreamland". I say "current" only because someone prefers the feeling of being homeless and ethereal. Anyway, people are randomly pulled in. If they are attracted to me, they are pulled in. After they have seen the dream, they are sent away. The entrance is not a facade, so it doesn't matter if it is a little bit cold. Besides, my little world does not exist to attract customers.

Mr. Qingshan, also known as Xuan Er, was also the monk who was nicknamed "I don't know what this body is" by later monks. The only remaining soul was sitting upright in front of a low table in a temple. There was a sword rack on the table, but the swords on it were gone. Only an empty rack was left. The inscriptions of the swords were still on it. Even if the swords were gone, it was still a memorial. Five.