Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Dozens of miles forward, there is the shade outside the mountain.

Qin Yi strolled into the forest, looking at the left and right scenery, and was a little surprised.

This is a very common pear tree. It is the season of fruit. The pears on the tree are Huang Chengcheng, and they look seductive. However, a closer look reveals that all these pears are weird.

Some are obliquely inexplicable, some simply grow upside down, and the shape of the pear is strange, crooked, and a little sense of regularity is invisible. You can see S-shaped and B-shaped. You don't know if this is a pear or an artificial cookie. Compulsive patients will be extremely uncomfortable coming here.

Qin Yi picked up a butt-shaped pear that looked slightly pleasing to the eye, and felt his sense of induction. It was indeed an ordinary pear. There was no aura and no toxin, and ordinary pears should have them.

Qin Yi took a bite, wild pears, sour and astringent, nothing special.

He shook his head, eating pears and moving on.

The rules are too strange. If it is completely disordered, the pear should not have the taste of the pear, it may be bitter or salty, but it is still the flavor of the pear in the cognition, and the medicine properties of the pear can be completely consistent.

Perhaps, as tassel said, what it looks like is just superficial. The essence is a pear, and this is the core element.

As long as you grasp the essence, this place is not much different from Divine Land. After all, this is still the world here, it is the area under the same rules of heaven. Partial distortion caused by some conditions, but not to the outside world of completely different rules.

It still depends on the character, how the character's thinking is the key point of this trip.

Qin Yi very much hopes to meet other people before visiting Tai Huangjun, to get a general feel of the local customs, but do n’t feel uncomfortable when you walk away for hundreds of miles ...

This is very possible. If it is in Shenzhou, the mountain range where monk Huiyang is located is either a gate or a retreat, and there may not be any other people.

As a result, when Qin Yi passed through the forest and reached the mountains in front, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

There is a clear road between the two mountains, and the end of the road is a city!

There is actually a city here!

You can still see monks flying in and out of the city from a distance ... the city where monks live?

Qin Yi approached tentatively. Someone passed by him and ignored him as a "foreigner." At the gate, there was no one at all. The so-called gate was not a regular door-hole type. Bricks and stones were piled into the shape of a smiley face. The mouth opened wide and the door was a little scary.

Qin Yi entered the gate with a belly ellipsis.

At first glance, I felt that there were many mortals around, not the kind of practice. I set up my own stall to sell vegetables, and others were cooking. The fragrance of the food was faint.

In this urban atmosphere that looks like a mortal life, a monk in the later period of Mo Qinxin sat on a duck instrument and flew slowly past the vegetable market.

Aunt selling vegetables is still scolding: "Pretend to be your mother! It's amazing to fly!"

The monk then grabbed a bird from the sky, folded her wings and threw it to her aunt, and took a cabbage from her booth. Then she flew away raw and creaked away, saying: "It can't Fly, are you satisfied? "

Aunt put away the bird and yelled: "The bird caught by the fairy, twelve silver! If you want to take it back and pass by, don't miss it! If you eat it, you will have a spiritual root!"

A passerby took a sip: "Who is he? It is possible for his own bird to be cut and eaten."

Qin Yi: "..."

Turning around, there were notices flashing at the gate, and the majestic mana was moving.

The magic power was bright, and the handwriting of the notices jumped out one by one and became larger.

"There are only two rules in this city: first, the iron law, monks must not bully mortals, mortals die when the mortals die, a group of idiots take a rest! Second, also iron laws, monks are not allowed to fight in any form in the city. One! "

A disorderly place, but meeting is two "iron laws" ... Saying that it is disorderly, it is actually orderly, but if it is orderly, it seems that there are no restrictions or talks beyond these two. On what order.

No, there are still basic social rules, such as transactions, at least silver money between mortals.

Qin Yi walked slowly all the way, not long before he saw the blue building.

This is the evening, and the blue building has begun to be lively. When you look at the entrance, you can see the flower and wine atmosphere in the flower hall.

What made Qin Yi speechless was that he noticed that one or two of the women in the Qinglou were physically fit.

However, it is a very low-level one, which is a bit closer to being forcibly enlightened by initiation, and cannot practice higher. It is about a means of soliciting customers, and it is different from the practice of Wanzong Palace ’s sisters. But this method of soliciting customers was also very useful. Qin Yi saw that table was full of monks drinking flowers and wine.

If it is the traditional immortal path, the monk who drinks flower wine also repairs a fart immortal ... but in the Wandao immortal palace, Qin Yi is quite calm about this.

The meaning here is not the same as that of Xiangong. It means that you can do whatever you want ...

This place where Xianfan lives is really interesting.

Moving forward, I saw a "Wangbao Pavilion", which was full of brilliance and immortal spirit. The door was so mortal that all people were in and out of practice. Qin Yi's heart moved slightly, this is about a magic store, you can go in and take a look.

The first counter on the left-hand side of the door is the Gongfa cabinet, all of which are paper books. One of them has the shop label: "This shop is the best-selling". Take a closer look: the title of the book "Waste Spirit Roots Can also Practice".

What are the others "Cultivation of Immortals", "Want to know if you have a spiritual root", "Test your understanding" ...

"What kind of ghosts are these, sold to mortals?" Qin Yi wiped his sweat, why is it so cute here, is it really "a place you can't come by anyway"?

"Of course it is sold to mortals." A little second rushed over from another counter, seeing Qin Yi seems to have a spiritual practice, and then said: "A visitor from a foreign country? You should enter the inner room, only you inside Want something. "

"Let's take a look outside first, it's very interesting." Qin Yi asked, "here are all mortals involved in spiritual practice?"

"Cultivate if you want to, if you can make it look like your talent."

"Don't worship Zongmen?"

"Zongmen?" The second two hesitated for a moment: "Zongmen are all Mozong ~ www.readwn.com ~ Want to go, do not want to go do not want to go."

"Zongmen are all Mozong?"

"As far as Mozong speaks with his fist, the only rule is that. Otherwise, what is the rule? How do you follow the rules here? Is n’t it good to go to the north?" Xiao Er suddenly realized: "Guoke, are you from the north?"

Qin Yi simply asked: "What rules do you have with your boss? You work for him, and he pays you, isn't it a rule?"

"So we are mortals. Isn't it because we do n’t want to practice this kind of birdishness anymore? I want to have a practice, is this kind of birdish?" Xiao Er looked at Qin Yi with contempt: "You a monk, you still ask this, I Look at your achievements. "

Qin Yi was dumb. Suddenly it felt so plausible. Isn't practice just to break free from the cage and be free and free.

He thought about it, and asked, "Wasn't that monk also obey this subway law?"

"The higher the practice, the less you need to abide by. The day people practice is to be able to formulate the iron law." Xiao Er's eyes became more scornful: "Guest, you go to the elementary school to rebuild, it's alive, really of."