Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Near the extreme north, the restaurant.

There is no hustle and bustle of ordinary restaurants, and even the waiter's footsteps are strangely light when delivering food.

This is the restaurant closest to Nagato, named Luohualou, which was taken from Luohuaren's independence.

In Luohualou, there are "Three Cannot Enter", those who are not rich cannot enter, those who are not powerful cannot enter, and those whose cultivation level is not high cannot enter.

Few people will cause trouble in Luohualou. It is rumored that there is a peerless master behind Luohualou. Whoever destroys every plant and tree in Luohualou will have to pay a hundred times the price.

Here you can eat, buy news, and buy a life.

Luohualou only sells news worth thousands of dollars, and people who enter Luohualou can get shelter even if they are being hunted down, but it only lasts for one day. There will also be people in Luohualou who will be 'disposed'.

Today, the people in the building, as usual, are dressed luxuriously and behaved elegantly. Occasionally, they talk in a low voice and are quite cultivated.

At this moment, a person walked in outside the door, travel-stained, white clothes stained with a little dust.

Compared with the people in this restaurant, this person is a different kind. Naturally, many eyes focused on this person. He was wearing a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly. There was a big knife wrapped in layers of white cloth on his back, which was very strange.

"Wine, beef, and music." The bamboo hat man spoke slowly, like countless lonely and troubled royal families, and the vicissitudes and helplessness could not be concealed in his tone.

All of you here are people with vicious eyes, but still can't see what qualifications people in bamboo hats have to enter Luohualou, they don't feel particularly strong fluctuations in their cultivation, they are not generous in their actions, they are not rich, and as for power, there are stains all over their eyes Where would a prince or aristocrat or someone from a family of cultivators wear a white robe?

This white-clothed swordsman is Gong Yilin. He didn't want to be too ostentatious before meeting up with Senior Brother Nine on this trip. Nagato can come from all corners of the country, and he might meet some enemies who have been tricked by him before. Two doesn't matter, but with his shady history, it's likely a bunch.

As early as two days ago, Gong Yilin had arrived at Nagato, but he hadn't seen his senior brother, and he couldn't find him for a long time, so he came to Luohualou. With his self-respected identity as a former prince, he must live in the closest place wherever he goes. Luxurious inn, eat in the most high-end restaurants.

"Although the master is smart and wise and has a noble status, he occasionally gets a little lost in his direction." In a place where no one noticed, an almost transparent flesh worm emerged from the neck of the swordsman in white.

Gongyilin pressed it back calmly, and sent a message with his spiritual thoughts: "There are many masters in Luohualou, so don't come out if you have nothing to do."

The Gu King was obviously very confident in his means of hiding his body, and flicked his tail impatiently, "Don't you want to collect some devil energy from the demons first?"

"The demons are not Chinese cabbages on the roadside," Gong Yilin said, "Unless I am lucky enough to encounter a demon fighting a human to death, otherwise I will have to hunt and kill a demon myself."

He may take the initiative to provoke others, but he has no grievances or enmity, no matter whether the other party is human or not, he will not harm his life, this is the bottom line of being a human being.

"Senior Brother Ninth." Gong Yilin picked up the wine from the waiter, sighed softly, shook his head and drank it down.

At this time, Li Xingzong, who failed to meet with Gongyilin, actually left the teacher's door eight or nine days in advance. It stands to reason that he should have arrived at Nagato five days ago, and Gongyilin was a few days ahead. Unfortunately, as Gu King said, his sense of direction ...really bad!

Among the many mountains, a man in a black robe is standing at the foot of a mountain, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the majestic mountain. His sleeves are embroidered with complicated patterns. He is very neatly dressed, matching his The momentum is like a king who conquers the world.

Who would have thought that such a person is best at not martial arts, but poison art. The Gu King of Gongyilin was cultivated and gifted by him personally. The man's facial expression is very little, which is about the same as the legendary facial paralysis.

"It's going to be too late," Li Xingzong murmured, "Junior brother must have arrived a few days ago."

A purple mist suddenly appeared around, and as the water vapor disappeared, all the insects, snakes, rats and ants in the jungle were killed, including a few monsters.

"Then there will be no eyes to see."

I saw Li Xingzong walked closer to the mountain, spread his legs apart, took a standard horse stance, bent down, and pressed his hands on the land under the mountain. After confirming that the footplate was strong, luckily, he let out a loud shout, "Hey!"

The mountains remained unmoved, but cracks appeared in the land.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

There were two more growls, the ground was completely loosened, and Li Xingzong's hands were facing upwards.

boom!

The mountain was lifted up alive. The man with facial paralysis held a thousand-foot-high mountain on his palm, and he threw it aside vigorously. It seemed to be thrown gently, and the mountain was thrown dozens of miles away.

The loud noise almost resounded through the sky.

The movements are skillful and done in one go, obviously this is not the first time to do this kind of thing.

The unsightly mountains were removed, and the line of sight in front was opened up a lot. Li Xingzong repeated his old trick, after changing the positions of the mountains, he walked all the way until he reached the central plain, and then he clapped his palms and summoned a flying sword. The sword flew to the extreme north.

Just a few hours after Li Xingzong left, countless monks gathered in the mountains outside the Central Great Plains.

"There has been a change in the world just now, and there must be a treasure in this world!"

"Hurry up and inform the Zongmen, even the mountain is displaced, it must be a rare treasure!"

For a while, more and more monks received the news that they were going to the Central Great Plains, and some monks who were going to Nagato were scattered invisibly. Pulse, Tiancaidibao did not find a piece.

The sun was gradually setting, and Gong Yilin, who didn't know how much commotion his senior brother had caused, was still sitting in the restaurant, looking out of the window, the small plate of beef on the table was eaten up, and the last sip of wine had just been drunk, and the song The girl left long ago.

The sights falling on Gong Yilin gradually diminished. Judging from his clothing and behavior, many people only regarded him as an asylum seeker. Such a person will die soon, so there is no need to bother making friends.

Unknowingly, the first rosy clouds appeared in the sky.

"The sun is shining, and the building door is closed. Luohualou is about to close." A man in a long robe said to his friend, "Come back tomorrow to talk about the unfinished business."

The friend nodded, and the two went downstairs side by side, passing by Gongyilin, the robed man looked sympathetic, "Little brother, let's go, if you don't leave before Luohualou closes, you will be 'removed' by the gatekeeper."

He spoke so clearly, the young man must have understood it.

Rather than being beheaded by the gatekeepers and thrown out like garbage, it is better to try your luck and fight the enemies who are guarding outside, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

"No, I'll wait." Gong Yilin picked up the wine glass and wanted to pour another glass of wine, but found that there was no wine in the jug.

"Li Wang, I haven't seen you for so many years, and your meddling attitude still hasn't changed at all," a voice suddenly floated from the other side of the original box of the robed man, "I made it clear that I don't want to accept your affection."

Li Wang didn't argue with the person who spoke, but turned to Gong Yilin kindly and said: "Since you have made up your mind, I don't have much to say. Let's count the money for today's drink on my account."

The price of a meal in Luohualou is worth a year's income of an ordinary household. Although Gongyilin doesn't order much, it is still worth a lot.

"Thank you." The man in the robe did not refuse the request.

"Hahaha, taking advantage of a dying person, Li Wang, you're really going back as you live."

Li Wang just turned around to pay the bill, and still didn't argue with the sarcastic man, but his friend couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded: "Qi Ping, keep your mouth clean."

The man in Chinese clothes called Qi Ping stood up, "If you are not convinced, you can come up and compete."

The friend was forced out of anger by his words, and was about to step forward.

"Forget it." Li Wang stopped his friend, "This is Luohualou."

I don't know if this sentence is a reminder to a friend or a warning to the man in fine clothes who speaks.

The friend turned back rationally, although he didn't go up again, he gritted his teeth and said: "Thinking that climbing to Nalan's house will give you peace of mind, and you will be domineering every day, this kind of person will be punished one day!"

"Retribution!" As if hearing some ridiculous words, the man in Chinese clothes laughed loudly, "Everyone in this world depends on their ability, just like you Li Wang's cultivation level is higher than mine, so what, you still dare not offend the Nalan family?"

"Nalan family, Nalan Yihuang?" Gongyilin squinted his eyes and thought for a while, his eyes were a little blurred. In the competition between him and the Purple Crystal Dragon King, a man named Nalan Yihuang showed hostility towards him. He knew that Nalan The family's influence is not small, but it's unexpected that there are collaterals near Nagato.

"Bold, how dare you call the young master's name directly!" the man in the fancy dress said angrily.

Gongyilin put down the wine glass he had been holding all the time, and felt slightly sleepy. He didn't want to touch Nalan's house now, but the owner's dogs are like this. How can the owner of the dog be better? factors, it’s okay.”

He stood up and glanced at the handsome man upstairs.

For a moment, the man in the fancy dress felt as if he was locked on by that gaze, his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, and he couldn't escape even a step.He had no doubt that if the young man wanted to kill himself, all he needed was a look.

Without him, the strength of the two sides is too different.

When Gong Yilin looked away, the man in Chinese clothes trembled, and he collapsed on the ground, "Thank you for your life, thank you for your life, I have eyes and can't see Mount Tai!" Seeing this step, Wang Wang's friends burst out laughing, and deliberately loudly said in order to get rid of the bad temper just now: "Tell him to rely on the Nalan family to do his best, but this time he has kicked the iron plate."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but look at Gong Yilin with some admiration. This person looks young, but his strength is so advanced.

The few people who were still in the building at this time felt lingering fears, and were extremely glad that they hadn't provoked this shabby-looking white-clothed swordsman just now.

"He turned out to be a smart man." Inexplicably, Gong Yilin said something that everyone didn't quite understand.

Only the shoulders of the man in Chinese clothes who fell on the ground trembled slightly.

Gong Yilin walked upstairs, the man in Chinese clothes bowed his head and propped himself up backwards.

"Don't make a fearless resistance, I may still save your life."

The man in the Chinese suit stopped moving, and seemed to be struggling again. When Gongyilin came to him and looked down at him, a look of struggle flashed in the man's eyes, and finally he hid the poisonous needle in his hand again. back into the sleeve.

Gongyilin bowed down, ignored the unpleasant smell around the man in the fine clothes, and whispered in his ear: "Very good, you have seized the chance to survive."

The man in Chinese clothes was startled, and soon realized that he had made the wisest decision ever.

According to Gong Yilin's character, he would not spare the life of this kind of person, who is intimidating and cunning. Before he started, the other party had already pre-empted the attack, thanked him for his life, and then he could piss his pants in public regardless of his appearance. If you relax your vigilance, ordinary masters will naturally not care about such small people with their identity. Even if they care about it, they may be hit by hidden weapons if they walk over and relax their vigilance.

A gentleman is hard to talk to, a villain is hard to control, and a villain like a man in a fancy dress is even more difficult to control.

It was a pity that he had just arrived in Nagato and needed a move. The man in the Chinese costume was undoubtedly the most advantageous of the worst choices. He could calculate people's hearts and understand the Nalan family. It would be of great help to him if he used it well.

"Follow."

Gongyilin said indifferently, turned around and walked downstairs again.

The man in Chinese clothes looked at the back of the white-clothed swordsman, his eyes were no longer filled with fear, his deep pupils were faintly covered, and he moved his fingers back and forth several times, thinking whether to shoot the poisonous needle again.

The cultivation of this white-clothed swordsman is unfathomable, if he makes a rash move, his chances of surviving may be less than [-]%.

After much deliberation, the man in the fancy dress bit his lip, stayed awake, got up and followed in spite of everyone's strange looks.