Father's love is like a mountain

Chapter 77

"This is Liulishanfang City? Isn't it hard to find?"

Xia Yongchu looked up.

There are towering pavilions... this is commonplace.

However, these pavilions are still more beautiful in shape than the high-rise buildings that were used to in the previous life, with antique flavors and cornices and brackets.

There are also flying monks who control the magic weapon to shuttle flexibly - iron-clad people are often seen, and this kind of person is iron-clad, which is rare and very rare.

In addition, there are all kinds of beasts.

There is a spirit beast that looks very intelligent, showing off its cuteness around its owner; there is a monster with a monstrous aura and fierce nature, which is ridden by a high-spirited Gaoxiu who looks like a fairy; Ferocious beasts, it is feared that they will break free from their shackles and cause bloodshed in the city...

This was Xia Yongchu's first impression of Liulishanfang City.

As for other aspects, there is no special impression.

Liulishanfang City has a large protective array, but it is completely invisible from the outside.

The planning of Fangshi is also very ordinary, and the layout of the street is also ordinary.

It didn't give Xia Yongchu the feeling of "immortal atmosphere".

He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

After counting, it has been almost 3 months since we started from Chiling County.

The reason why it took twice as long as expected is because Xia Yongchu must not have been on the road all the time, and he would also look at the scenery and experience the local customs and customs in the middle.

In addition, some small episodes occurred during the journey.

If I really want to sum it up, these episodes are enough to write a one-million-word online novel that hits the street—the reason why it hits the street is because the plot is not exciting enough, passionate enough, and not exciting enough.

There are only some routines that are commonplace, beautiful women throwing themselves into their arms, younger brothers worshiping when they accept their heads, seeing injustice in the road, getting rid of violence and peace, first forbearance and then a showdown to show off your identity as a cultivator to attract the envy of those who eat melons, Worship...wait.

In fact, Xia Yongchu himself had a lot of fun during the process.

However, readers are most likely to give the evaluation after reading it: boring.corny.

It took three months, with all kinds of longings, through hardships and obstacles, crossed out, and finally arrived, but what I saw was such an ordinary scene, and disappointment was inevitable.

At the end of the only road leading to Fangshi, there were two people standing.

One is a monk, Xia Yongchu sensed it, it should be Qi training.

The other is ordinary people.

It's like a combination of police + auxiliary police, understand.

As for the sides of the road, it seems that it is passable, but there is a reason for everyone not to go.

"This is my token." Xia Yongchu handed over the token.

It was the waist plate engraved with Pengniao found in Jing Dongpeng's lair.

The other party didn't answer.

She looked at him strangely.

The ordinary man laughed and said, "Shangxian hasn't been here for a long time, right? Now there is no need for tokens to enter and leave the market."

"Oh, why?" Xia Yongchu is not a curious baby, but there is a major change in the operating rules of a market, and he must be concerned about it, because it may affect his own vital interests.

People who hold the belief of "it has nothing to do with me" in everything, one day, people will also "I hurt you, what has it to do with you".

"This..." The ordinary man glanced at the monk next to him, hesitant to speak.

"Fellow Daoist," the qi-training cultivator sensed Xia Yongchu's aura, and he was very polite, "In fact, everyone already knows about this matter, and it stands to reason that it doesn't matter to tell Fellow Daoist, but now I'm on duty, and I have spar I am recording, and there are some things that I cannot say. If fellow daoists want to know, why not enter the workshop and inquire."

Xia Yongchu glanced at it, and sure enough there was a spar floating, emitting soft light.

Can it record video?or sound?Even effects and sounds?
Good guy, where's the law enforcement recorder in the world of cultivating immortals?

Xia Yongchu made up his mind that he might not be able to afford some good things, but he had to buy a few spars like this.

"Then I'll go in like this?" Xia Yongchu asked.

"You still have to register. Please tell me your name, your sect, and your current permanent residence, Fellow Daoist."

Xia Yongchu was suspicious: "That's it? Is it okay if I say a pseudonym? How about a fake address?"

The Qi-practice cultivator said: "It doesn't matter, Fangshi doesn't want to track down the real information of fellow daoists, it just has a name for fellow daoists."

Xia Yongchu thought for a while, and reported his own information: Han Li, a disciple of the Changchun Sect, is resident in the dojo of the Changchun Sect.

After finishing the work, he received a piece of jade from the cultivator of Qi training state, input mana, and the information he just made up would appear on it.

When Xia Yongchu walked away, the ordinary man asked: "Master Feng Xian, the Changchun School that the man mentioned just now, I have never heard of it. Is there really such a school?"

The cultivator at the Qi Cultivation Realm frowned and looked at the jade document in his hand, "Yes, there is indeed. Although Han Li's name is false, the other information is true."

"It's really strange." The ordinary man shook his head.

The cultivator in the Qi training realm smiled and said: "What's so strange. Maybe there is a mortal martial arts sect called the Changchun sect in this world, or maybe this person founded a sect called the Changchun sect. Have we heard of it, no Tighten it up. As long as 'Ningcai' approves."

The ordinary man touched his nose.

It's still hard for him to get used to the name.

Although he has never seen "Xiangcai" with his own eyes, he knows that "Xiangcai", the general affairs puppet of Master Dai, is placed in the "Zhaixing Building".

Occupies a full ten floors.

It is really difficult to connect such a huge body with the image of "Nicillium".

Moreover, don't those lofty immortals usually like to use some elegant and bright words when they are named.

For example, Liuhuo, Tianshu, Fengling, Huolin, Yuzao, Lijing... People can't understand, but they feel very powerful at first glance.

Why was such an ordinary plant named "Nymphaeum" chosen by the immortal master to name such a powerful puppet?

……

Entering Fangshi, what is the first thing?
Xia Yongchu didn't know what others would do.

As for him, he first had to find a place to take a bath.

Although as a monk, he has all kinds of magic spells that are magical to ordinary people.

Although he didn't master many dao protection spells, he still learned a lot of functional spells.

Rub a water polo on the road to wash your face, it's too simple.

So even though he had traveled for three months, he still couldn't say that his face was dusty and his body smelled sour.

But since he was going to go shopping, it would definitely be better to dress up brightly, so as not to be looked down upon by dogs.

The problem is that he asked around, there is no special bathhouse in Fangshi.

Well, I can only find an inn to live in.

There is no such inn in the mundane world.

Most of the so-called inns in Fangshi are small independent courtyards.

Then when he arrived at the inn, he opened his mouth and asked, "What level of spiritual vein do you want, Fellow Daoist?"

Lingmai?Xia Yongchu was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)