Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

The number of cultivators in the entire Burial Immortal World is not large, not even as large as the large clan forces outside.

But... many people here, if you just randomly pick one, are top-tier great power cultivators, one person can be worth an entire sect!

Xiao Chen looked at the inconspicuous wine shop in front of him, which seemed to be opened by ordinary mortals in the market, completely unremarkable.

On the contrary, many places in the town before coming here were more attractive to Xiao Chen.

For example...

The four tall towers distributed in the four corners of this town!

This wine shop only has two floors, and the simple shop has been open for who knows how many years.

But the name of this wine shop surprised Xiao Chen a bit. He looked up at the words written on the wooden plaque and murmured softly.

"Mortal Guest."

Sun Changlin smiled and said, "Good name, right?"

Cao Yan frowned slightly and murmured softly.

"Mortal Guest... meaning that the cultivators who come to the shop will eventually become immortals, and this place is just a resting place for their mortal journey?"

Sun Changlin laughed loudly upon hearing this, looking at Cao Yan with admiration in his eyes.

However, at this moment, a graceful and simply dressed beautiful woman smiled gently.

"That's right, that's pretty much what it means."

"Old Sun, are these two the little guys who just arrived recently?"

Sun Changlin was very happy today, pursing his lips and smiling, "It's them, they are only in their thirties."

"You have to admit you're getting old."

Li Qingchan's face flashed with a hint of surprise upon hearing this, and she praised with admiration.

"Truly, the younger generation surpasses the older generation. We old guys are no longer up to it."

Sun Changlin smiled slightly and led the two towards the wine shop.

Xiao Chen's nose twitched, and he smelled the intoxicating aroma of wine before he even got close.

"Good wine!"

Li Qingchan stepped aside to let them enter, Cao Yan looked at the woman with a slight smile and bowed.

Walking into the wine shop, the two were surprised to find that the small wine shop could actually fit more than a dozen tables inside.

At this time, the first floor was almost full, and there was some noisy commotion on the second floor as well.

But what made Cao Yan a little curious was the decoration of this wine shop.

Ordinary, even a bit messy.

What handkerchiefs, broken blades, rings, necklaces...

All kinds of messy things were hanging behind the counter, glittering and colorful, looking quite... beautiful.

Even though some seats were empty, no one went to sit there.

Even if four people were traveling together, one person would rather stand and drink.

The arrival of Cao Yan and Xiao Chen attracted the attention of all the drinkers.

A kind-faced, thin old man looked at Sun Changlin and joked.

"Old Sun, are you here to drink again? Don't need to run up a tab this time?"

Sun Changlin raised his hand triumphantly, sticking his neck out and laughing and scolding.

"Today I have money, hey, today I can clear my tab, not to mention treat people to drinks."

A look of surprise flashed across the old man's face, and he suddenly put on a flattering expression: "Then treat me to a pot?"

Old Sun seemed to remember something the old man had done, and scolded with his hands on his hips.

"Last time I asked you to treat me, what did you say, you old geezer?"

"Oh dear, if you don't have money, don't drink, just run up a tab."

"I'm just not treating you, that'll teach you!"

"Li Niang, three jars of Red Dust Brew."

Xiao Chen rubbed his hands, already unable to wait.

He looked at an unoccupied spot and went to sit down.

But just as he was about to sit down, he stopped and turned his head to look at the young man behind him who had moved the stool away, and said with an unkind expression.

"Friend, what do you mean?"

A young man wearing a luxurious purple robe coldly glanced at Xiao Chen.

"Go sit somewhere else, this position is not for you."

The young man exuded a fierce aura, and it was clear at a glance that he was a sword cultivator with considerable strength.

But a nameless fire suddenly rose in Xiao Chen's heart!!!

"What's up?"

"Here... is it also popular for those who come first to bully those who come later?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashing with cold light, and a thick pressure was faintly surging around him.

Cao Yan also slowly took two steps forward, blocking half of his shoulder in front of Xiao Chen.

The young man glanced at the two of them with indifferent eyes.

But he did not argue with Xiao Chen, and drank his wine on his own.

For a time, the atmosphere in the field became a bit tense, and many drinkers watched this scene with great interest.

Even Li Qingchan just leaned on the counter and watched this scene with a smile.

Seeing this, Sun Changlin quickly stopped Xiao Chen.

"Don't, don't, don't, this position really can't be sat on!"

"Oh dear, it's my fault, I was just thinking about treating you to wine, and forgot to tell you the rules of this wine shop..."

As he spoke, the old man pulled the two of them upstairs.

"Li Niang, help me bring it up."

"Okay, go ahead."

Going upstairs, there were many empty seats, with only a few tables occupied.

These people were also very familiar with Sun Changlin, and greeted him with a smile.

After the three of them sat down, Sun Changlin opened his mouth and said.

"In Mortal Guest, some fixed positions cannot be sat on."

Cao Yan frowned and said, "It's obviously empty, why can't we sit there?"

Sun Changlin sighed, and a middle-aged man at the next table couldn't help but walk over with his wine glass upon hearing this.

"Old Sun."

"Qingguo."

The man with a stern face looked at Xiao Chen and Cao Yan and couldn't help but praise.

"The two young friends are truly dragons and phoenixes among men... to have such realm and strength at such a young age."

Regarding the man's exclamation, Xiao Chen and the two also cupped their fists slightly in return.

"Senior is too kind."

"Regarding these rules... please don't hesitate to say a few more words, we are new here and are not clear about the rules, and are afraid of breaking them."

Cao Yan clarified the question in his heart in two sentences.

Zhou Qingguo said softly: "The rules of Mortal Guest have been around for a long time, even since Li Niang opened Mortal Guest."

"Presumably you have also learned a little about this place."

"Battles, killings, have almost never stopped, which has also led to the inevitability of death in the Seventh Domain."

"After some brave people die, the positions they often sit in will be engraved by Li Niang!"

"Meaning, they were originally immortals, temporarily acting as mortal guests, even if no one recognizes them, Mortal Guest will leave their names!"

Cao Yan and Xiao Chen heard this statement for the first time, and were quite shocked.

Zhou Qingguo took a sip of wine and chuckled: "You should all know that we have been waiting for ascension... for a very long time..."

"So, the guests of the wine shop have great respect for this rule."

"Since we can't go up, then it's a good thing to leave a name in the mortal world, at least no one will forget us!"

Cao Yan understood, this is a kind of obsession, a kind of sustenance.

For these people, this is more like a belief!

They also don't want to be in a situation where their name is left on a seat one day, but is not respected.

Xiao Chen also said in a deep voice upon hearing this: "It was my recklessness."

"But... who is that guy in purple clothes?"

Sun Changlin said softly.

"The guy who is said to be the most likely to replace the position of Netherworld and be promoted to the Eight Generals."

"Sword cultivator, Ye Mohan."

Cao Yan frowned and murmured: "No wonder I felt a very dangerous feeling from him."