Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 107 The Town of Immortal Cultivators

"I said you're sick!" Unexpectedly, this person is still so stubborn that he dared to choke at the cultivators of the foundation stage, "Cultivators have to take into account the life and death of ordinary people when they fight? Do you care about the ants under your feet when you walk?"

The bear kid doesn't know the pain if he doesn't hit him, Jiang Qiongxing raised his hand and gave him a slap without even thinking about it.

The spiritual power was slapped on the opponent's face from the air, and the Qi-refining and immortal cultivator who uttered wild words was blinded for a while.

Jiang Qiongxing frowned in confusion: She knows that many immortal cultivators think highly of themselves and don't treat ordinary people as the same kind, but dare to speak wild words in front of the Foundation Establishment Stage who is a level higher than herself, how impatient is this?

Liang Weisheng, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, came to her side and rubbed secretly: "This kid is really brave, keep beating him!"

Jiang Qiongxing glanced at him coolly.

Unexpectedly, the other party came back to his senses after hearing Liang Weisheng's words, and said with a look of disbelief, "You dare to hit me? My master is Master Zhang!"

After finishing speaking, he stared at Jiang Qiongxing's face, as if waiting for an expression of shock or fear on her face.

But all immortal cultivators who dare to use "real person" as a suffix are above the Golden Core stage. No wonder the immortal cultivators in this Qi refining stage have the confidence to be so arrogant.

Before Jiang Qiongxing could speak, Liang Weisheng scratched his head: "Really Zhang? Who is it? I don't know him."

Is there such a person near the capital?

"You!" After the effect of the talisman ended, the other party flicked his sleeves angrily, and said contemptuously, "Which backcountry did you come from? You don't even know my master's name—let alone the foundation-building stage, even the immortal cultivators at the Jindan stage must obediently obey my master's words."

As he spoke, he glanced at the two of them, and said magnanimously, "Forget it, since you two are not smart enough, I won't argue with you today."

After speaking, he left in a hurry. If it wasn't for the slightly faster speed, it seemed that he was so fearless.

Jiang Qiongxing and Liang Weisheng, who were left behind, looked at each other silently.

I feel like this guy is the one with a bad brain.

Liang Weisheng stared at the man's arrogant back and asked, "Just let him go like this?"

"Forget it, poor fools, sooner or later they will be chopped up because they are jumping up and down because they think they are in the way, we don't need to waste this time." Jiang Qiongxing said.

Liang Weisheng teased: "Don't you just let him go because you didn't want to attract that Zhenzhen Zhang?"

"There are also reasons for this," Jiang Qiongxing admitted generously, "That Zhang Zhenren has so many people under his command, and he sounds like a bully. We don't have time to delay here."

It is not a bad thing to act bravely, but you must also have self-knowledge.

She has just established her foundation for a few days, and she is too lucky to face Jindan Daoist.

The two continued to fly forward.

Jiang Qiongxing tried to recall the location of the small valley, but after flying for a short time, the people around him suddenly said: "Wait, did you forget that I am in the Qi refining period, and I haven't started bigu yet."

"You didn't bring dry food?" Jiang Qiongxing came back to his senses and asked.

Liang Weisheng rubbed his stomach pitifully: "No, I came out in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare anything."

Jiang Qiongxing rummaged through his storage ring, and found out a pack of dry noodles that he didn't know when he put it in it: "Here, take it."

After all, he is also the seventh son of a famous family: "..."

He silently took the bread and took a bite. The dry and rough taste made him feel sad: Could it be that from now on, he can only live this kind of life?
I don't know if it's because his expression is too pitiful, Jiang Qiongxing added: "Is it a little dry? I see a river below, why don't you go fetch a pot of water before leaving."

"..." Liang Weisheng took a deep breath, on the verge of breaking out, "...do we have to live such a simple life?"

simple?

Jiang Qiongxing was stunned for a moment: "But people in the wilderness around here can't go back to the capital to prepare dry food and start again."

She looked at him, and decided to abandon the guy as long as he nodded and go on her own way.

Fortunately, the seventh son is not so expensive.

Looking at the desolate land in front of him, he tentatively said, "I know there is a small town of cultivators nearby, but I just need to take a detour."

Oh?
Jiang Qiongxing's eyes lit up.

She has seen that in the background setting of this book, immortal cultivators have their own independent towns, but they are often hidden and protected by formations, and they cannot enter without guidance. It is impossible for the novel to waste ink and ink describing where these towns are.

"Then lead the way," she said impatiently.

This time it was Liang Weisheng's turn to be dazed: he thought that such a time-wasting behavior would attract rejection from the other party, but he didn't expect her to be looking forward to it?
That being the case, he put away the bread and took Jiang Qiongxing to fly to the town he knew.

Wait until it gets dark.

The two arrive at a hilltop town.

Just after passing through the formation, a building suddenly appeared out of thin air on the originally desolate and bare mountain top, which is more exquisite than ordinary towns, each house has its own characteristics, at a cursory glance, they are all mansions.

Sure enough, immortal cultivators are richer than ordinary people...

Jiang Qiongxing looked around.

It was already dark, but there was no sign of a curfew in the town at all. Dots of lanterns floated in mid-air in a patchwork pattern, illuminating the town brightly.

"I'm starving to death..." As soon as he entered the town, Liang Weisheng rushed straight to the restaurant.

Considering the Qi refining period and some foundation cultivators who have not completely given up their appetites, there are quite a few restaurants in this place.

Jiang Qiongxing was already bigu, and he had no interest in eating at first, but when he was walking along the road and smelled the aroma from the nearby restaurants, he was suddenly aroused by the gluttons, so he turned around and followed him into the restaurant.

At this moment, Liang Weisheng has already ordered four or five dishes in one go.

"Just a few less," Jiang Qiongxing reminded seeing that he didn't want to give up, "You are no longer that rich young master."

These words were like a bucket of cold water, which suddenly made Liang Weisheng sad: "...Oh, well, that's all."

Jiang Qiongxing glanced at the menu, secretly speechless.

Obviously, they are almost common dishes, at most a few cheap spiritual plants are added to them, and the net worth is doubled at once, and the settlement is settled with spiritual beads.

It's a black shop, too dark.

Liang Weisheng poured a glass of water, drank it down, and then suggested: "Let's stay for one night before leaving. I plan to go to the Fair of Immortal Cultivators to sell the things in the secret realm last time."

"Do you know where to enter?" Jiang Qiongxing asked.

"This kind of town will have a fixed mark, just ask Xiaoer." Liang Weisheng said.

"That's fine."

While talking, the dishes were all served, Liang Weisheng stopped talking and picked up chopsticks to eat.

(End of this chapter)