Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Under the clear sky, green grass is like the sea.

A vast and boundless plain unfolded in front of Wang Chen's eyes, and the wind from afar carried the fragrance of green grass and wild flowers, which made him feel relieved when he just walked out of the mountains.

It has been three days since I left Bailong Daze.

During this period of time, Wang Chen went out day and night alone, carefully avoiding various potential dangers.

Finally reached the finish line today.

A majestic fairy city appeared in Wang Chen's sight.

He subconsciously held his breath.

When he was in the world of mountains and seas, Wang Chen had lived in several fairy cities and experienced the grand style of the sect, so he was not an ordinary person without knowledge.

But this fairy city in his vision still gave him a great sense of shock!

Yongle.

This is Yongle Immortal City!

Although Wang Chen had heard many things about Yongle from Zhang Mushan before, but seeing this fairy city with his own eyes, the shocking feeling really cannot be described in words.

Yongle Immortal City was built on a huge dragon turtle.

Dragon tortoise, also called Bixi, is said to be one of the descendants of ancient dragons. It is as powerful as a mountain and as stable as a mountain. The dragon head tortoise is a pure yang beast, which has the functions of warding off evil spirits, controlling evil spirits, transforming evil spirits, relieving evil, and attracting wealth, etc. Innate supernatural powers.

The giant tortoise lay quietly on the plain, its eyes closed as if it had fallen into an eternal sleep, and countless tendrils hung down from both sides of its head to the ground, deeply digging into the soil.

On the back of the turtle with a radius of hundreds of miles, there are row upon row of Qionglou Yuyu, densely packed towers, and dangerous peaks standing among them, and waterfalls like upside-down jade belts.

Most of the buildings are covered by clouds and fog, and it is difficult to see the whole picture. Pairs of cranes fly around, and their clear calls can be heard clearly from dozens of miles away.

And what appeared most among the tall buildings and dangerous peaks were streamers flying back and forth!

That was countless monks flying with their swords in the sky.

Wang Chen couldn't help speeding up, and slid forward against the long grass.

The destination is ahead, but he is more cautious.

Because he was not very clear about the rules of Yongle Immortal City, Wang Chen didn't dare to vacate rashly, lest he violated the taboo here.

The closer the distance, the stronger the shock this fairy city gave him.

And around the Dragon Turtle carrying the city, there are countless houses on the ground.

Form a settlement belt around the city.

Arriving here, the popularity suddenly became noisy.

A large number of spiritual fields have been reclaimed in the peripheral area of ​​Yongle Immortal City, farms and gardens can be found everywhere, and everything seems to be in order after careful and precise planning and layout.

The road leading to the lower part of the fairy city is spacious and straight, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going.

Basically monks.

Wang Chen blended into it naturally, like a drop of water falling into a river, and quickly adapted to the lively environment here.

But he had just arrived, he was not familiar with the place, and he neither understood the situation nor had a clear purpose.

So when I saw a tea shop by the side of the road, I went in and settled down.

"Guest officer, what would you like to drink?"

The clerk of the tea shop has three levels of Qi training, and he is smiling at a young age: "We have three grades of spiritual tea, five-flavored snacks, and seven-color spiritual fruits to choose from."

Wang Chen ordered a pot of Xiapin Lingcha, and ordered two snacks.

Ask about the price in detail before ordering.

Still hesitated.

As the saying goes, if you don’t show your wealth, showing off your wealth is the most stupid behavior in a strange area.

Wang Chen's performance is completely in line with his status as a low-level casual cultivator.

Sure enough, after ordering tea, the eyes that fell on him when he first came in moved away.

Wang Chen sat at the corner of the tea shop, slowly sipping spirit tea and snacks, and listening carefully to the conversations of other tea customers.

There are mixed fish and dragons here. Among the tea customers are casual cultivators like Wang Chen, farmers living in nearby farms, and traveling merchants, as well as wrestlers, hunters, bodyguards, and so on.

Ordinary mortals don't have any, and those with the lowest cultivation level are all Qi refiners of the second and third floors.

As for the Zifu monks, there are at least one or two out of ten.

Not at all outstanding!

Wang Chen sat for nearly an hour, filtering out a lot of daily conversations and chatting, and also heard a lot of useful information.

From the words of these tea guests, Wang Chen heard that the situation in Yongle Immortal City was far more complicated than he imagined!

He couldn't help rubbing the Sumeru Ring on his ring finger.

"This fellow Taoist invites you."

While Wang Chen was thinking about it, a middle-aged monk sat on the seat opposite him and said with a smile: "May I ask, do fellow Taoists plan to go to Yongle to seek a living?"

Enter Yongle to discuss life...

This sentence is really weird, at least Wang Chen sounds weird.

But on the surface he remained calm and asked, "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

The night owl comes to the house for nothing, Wang Chen didn't expect that he would be so low-key and be targeted by others.

The origin of the other party was unknown, but he didn't show any malice, and he didn't shy away from saying a few words in such a large audience.

The middle-aged monk touched a goatee on his chin, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, do you know how many casual cultivators want to obtain the immortal status of Yongle Immortal City every year, and how many of them can get their wish?"

Wang Chen pondered for a while, took out a spirit stone and pushed it in front of the other party: "I would like to hear more about it."

The middle-aged monk looked at the spirit stone on the table and smiled without saying a word.

This is too little.

The corners of Wang Chen's eyes twitched, showing a look of pain, he hesitated for a moment, and added another piece.

Then he looked at the middle-aged monk fiercely.

Warn each other with your eyes.

Don't be too greedy.

Only then was the middle-aged monk satisfied, and flicked his sleeves, he took the two spirit stones into his pocket.

What he does is the lowest level of brokerage business, even if it is a poor foreign casual cultivator, he will not let it go based on the principle of hitting a few shots if he has time.

Spend a little bit of saliva, it would be great to earn two spirit stones.

According to the middle-aged monk, there are 100,000 foreign casual cultivators who want to become Yongle immortals every year, but the number of naturalizations released by Immortal City in a year is less than one percent.

There are more monks and less porridge, and the intensity can be imagined!

Most of the casual cultivators who come here can only live around the fairy city and do some "coolie" work.

If they are lucky, they will be recruited to work in the fairy city, and they can enjoy the prosperity and prosperity of the fairy city.

But living in it is out of the question.

There are also some casual cultivators who are very lucky and can live in Yongle Immortal City for a period of time after obtaining the temporary residence qualification.

The chances of obtaining immortal status will be greatly increased!

"I'm Jia Sidao, from Yongle."

The middle-aged monk finally said to Wang Chen in a reserved tone: "Fellow Taoist, if you want to get the temporary residence qualification, maybe I can help you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Wang Chen to answer, and left a letter directly.

Then he got up and left gracefully.

Just like a school of demeanor and demeanor of a master!

Wang Chen picked up the letter.

I can't help but laugh.

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The first one is sent.