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Seeing this, Han Changlin followed suit and walked towards the city without even looking at the guards.
The guards just looked at him with awe in their eyes, ignored him, and continued to collect the entry fee from the monks in the Qi Refining Stage.
"Fellow Taoist, don't you know where to practice cultivation?"
After entering the fairy city, the strong man did not go far. After Han Changlin followed, he spoke.
"I've been wandering around, no matter where I go, I think my Taoist friends also know that casual cultivators are like rootless duckweeds. They are not welcome wherever they go, so my cultivation is quite hard."
Han Changlin had already thought of his words when he entered the city, so when the strong man asked, he answered without hesitation.
"Haha, but it is quite a chance that my fellow Taoist can successfully build the foundation as a casual cultivator. In this Blue Dou Immortal City, among the monks in the foundation-building stage, the number of casual cultivators probably does not exceed the number of two palms."
Nodding, the strong man spoke.
"I don't know your surname, which fairy mountain you practice in?"
"Haha, what kind of fairy mountain is this? My name is Tangshan, and I come from Feng Haizong."
"Feng Haizong is one of the four major sects in the Zhao Kingdom. I didn't expect that my fellow Taoist would be a monk of Feng Haizong. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful."
Hearing this, Han Changlin immediately raised his hands and said.
However, there was a turmoil in his heart, and he did not expect that he would come to the sea sealing sect for no reason.
This Feng Haizong was based in Donglai Prefecture, one of the four continents of the Zhao Kingdom, and lived by the endless sea.
After hearing this, Tangshan quickly returned the gift, and then said:
"Come on, let's go have a few cups of Drunk Immortal Brew first, and then I'll explain it to you in detail."
Hearing this, Han Changlin did not hesitate and nodded immediately.
After all, in this fairy city, there would be no danger. Moreover, Tangshan gave him a very honest and upright feeling. Although he had never met him before, he still looked warm-hearted.
Immediately, Han Changlin followed Tangshan and walked towards the depths of the fairy city.
The construction method of this Blue Dou Immortal City is also very different from the several fairy cities that Han Changlin has seen before. Han Changlin followed Tangshan, going around left and right. On the road, Han Changlin also paid special attention to observation.
He found that this fairy city was actually arranged according to some strange formation. It was not the fairy city he had seen before. It was square and the roads were horizontal and vertical. At most, the city was divided into inner and outer cities.
This Lan Douxian City does the opposite. There are almost no straight roads that can be seen at a glance. Instead, every time you walk a certain distance, you are blocked by the city wall, and then you can only turn onto the road next to it. From then on cycle.
After walking for more than half an hour, Han Changlin followed Tangshan into a restaurant. This restaurant had three floors. When he entered, it was already full of people and seemed very lively.
Han Changlin was slightly startled. In this fairy city where immortal cultivators live, not all ordinary restaurants have disappeared, but the number is usually very small, and there are only a few guests coming in and out.
In order to cultivate, most of the immortal cultivators pay attention to cultivating their moral character and avoiding contamination with worldly auras. Even those who are cultivating immortals in the Qi refining stage, although they are not yet able to completely live without food, it is very common to go without food for several days.
As for the restaurant in front of us, the first floor alone was almost full, and they were all immortal cultivators, with only a few ordinary mortals.
After a brief glance with his eyes, Han Changlin showed a look of surprise on his face. It turned out that there were actually several foundation-building monks sitting on this floor, sipping the wine in front of him, and couldn't help but show intoxicated expressions after each taste.
At this time, Han Changlin noticed that Tang Shan, who had reached the second floor, waved to him. Han Changlin responded with a smile, and then followed the stairs to the second floor.
The second floor is different from the hustle and bustle of the first floor, with rows of clean private rooms.
When Han Changlin came to him, Tangshan nodded to a waiter beside him. The waiter led them to the innermost private room and then opened the door curtain.
Han Changlin and the two entered the private room. The private room was very clean and decorated in a simple and elegant manner. Through the window, the scenery outside could be vaguely seen.
"Ten pounds of Drunken Immortal Brew, hurry up."
Tangshan sat down and waved his hand to the waiter impatiently.
Naturally, the guy bowed repeatedly and left.
Seeing this scene, Han Changlin couldn't help but smile and sat down opposite Tangshan.
"Business here is so good. When I came here before, there were often no private seats. Today I was lucky. We only had the last private room left."
Although Han Changlin was not an alcoholic, seeing the booming business in this restaurant and Tangshan's anxious expression in front of him made Han Changlin a little more interested in this Drunken Immortal Brew, and he also had a little more expectations in his heart.
"Brother Gu, you don't know that this restaurant is very famous in our Fenghaizong area, because the owner behind this restaurant is none other than the Jindan elder of our Fenghaizong, Zuimeng Zhenren. "
"Zuimeng Zhenren?"
When Han Changlin heard this, he also showed an expression of interest on his face. He originally thought that this restaurant was the same as any other restaurant in the world. At most, the brewing process was better.
But he never thought that the owner behind this restaurant was actually the Jindan ancestor of Feng Haizong. As a result, this Drunk Immortal Brew might also contain some of the secret recipes of the Immortal Family, which made Han Changlin look forward to it even more.
"Our Feng Haizong, Zuimeng Zhenren, is a legendary figure. It is rumored that when he was young, he fell in love with a woman. At first, the woman did not buy his account and ignored him."
"Moreover, Master Zuimeng at that time was just a low-level monk in the Qi Refining Stage, while that woman was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and had been betrothed by the family elders to a direct descendant of a great cultivation family."
"But Master Zuimeng did not give up. In order to pursue this woman, he went out to pick precious spiritual flowers in the endless sea. Unexpectedly, he encountered a second-level monster. Although he was seriously injured in the end, he still managed to escape with his life."
Han Changlin was listening intently when the door curtain was opened and the waiter came in carrying several wine gourds.
Seeing the wine coming, Tangshan hurriedly picked up a wine gourd, poured himself a large glass, and drank it all in one gulp. He seemed to have forgotten to tell the story of Zuimeng Zhenren.
Han Changlin watched speechlessly as Tangshan drank three large cups in a row, and couldn't help but pour himself a cup and drink it gently.
A coolness flowed down his throat, and after entering his abdomen, it turned into a blazing sun and spread towards his whole body. At the same time, weak threads of spiritual energy penetrated into Han Changlin's internal organs, making him feel extremely comfortable.
"Good wine."
After a while, Han Changlin opened his eyes and exclaimed.
"Haha, that's natural. In order to drink the Drunk Immortal Brew, even drunkards from several nearby fairy cities will often come here, just to have a quick drink."
"That's not easy, just buy more. Anyway, we immortal cultivators have storage bags, so we won't be unable to take them with us."
Han Changlin said.
"It's a beautiful thought."
After taking a sip of wine, Tang Shan rolled his eyes at Han Changlin and said:
"The supply of Zuixian Brew in this restaurant is limited. Each person can only drink ten kilograms at most. Any more than one tael will not be sold."
"Are there any shops in the world that don't do business?"
Han Changlin replied in surprise.
"Hey, didn't you see it? But Tangshan still has something to ask for."
Tangshan looked at Han Changlin with a smile on his lips.
Looking at the smile on Tangshan's face, Han Changlin seemed to have a bad feeling.
"Don't be afraid, I don't have any other intentions. The limit for each person of this drunken immortal brew is ten kilograms. Let's drink these ten kilograms together. Brother Gu, how about you give me your quota?"
Tangshan looked at Han Changlin expectantly.
Han Changlin was speechless. Now he finally knew why the guy in front of him was so enthusiastic about him. He was interested in his ten kilogram quota.
"Now that Brother Tang has spoken, Han Changlin naturally has to agree. Otherwise, he will be living up to the drink invited by Brother Tang."
Han Changlin said with a wry smile.
"Haha, Brother Gu is still loyal enough. Come on, have a drink."
Han Changlin took a big gulp of wine without being polite. This drunken immortal brew was indeed the best wine Han Changlin had drank since he was born.
Han Changlin poured himself a large glass and drank it all in one gulp. Seeing that Han Changlin also let go completely, Tangshan laughed and felt that he had met a close friend after drinking. The two of them pushed the glasses and exchanged them. Soon, more than half of the wine gourd was empty. .
"By the way, Brother Tang, haven't you finished telling the story of Master Zuimeng yet?"
After drinking for a full hour, Han Changlin remembered the story about Zuimeng Zhenren that Tangshan had told before, and couldn't help but ask.
"This is not a story, but a good story in our world of immortality."
After a pause, Tangshan continued:
"Although Master Zuimeng returned with serious injuries, he still clutched a precious spiritual flower in his hand."
"When Master Zuimeng handed the spirit flower to the woman's hands covered in blood, even though the woman had a heart of stone and a heart of black ice, it melted at this moment. Maybe she didn't even know that she I have begun to fall in love with Zuimeng Zhenren."
"From then on, the two gradually began to meet frequently, traveling around the mountains and rivers, traveling around the world, in pairs, going in and out of Qingming. Perhaps in the hearts of Zuimeng and the woman at that time, cultivating the Taoism was not important and cherishing it. The person in front of you is the real person.”
"and after?"
Han Changlin's face flashed with blush. Hearing that there was such a life-and-death love in the world of immortality, he couldn't help but be surprised and a little envious.
"Hey!" Hearing this, Tangshan took a deep breath and said:
"Then it became tragic. You said that we and other immortal cultivators, pursuing the immortal way, can be regarded as going against heaven, but others follow the way of heaven and only want to be with the one they love forever. Could it be that we are also going against heaven? ?”
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