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Chapter 251 Three broken cars 1

Chapter 251 Three Drivers and Broken Cars 1

This is a place that can be called a large town in terms of area. Judging from the map, it must be four or five Yinlings in size. In theory, this is an important town, but special circumstances have made it a useless place and tasteless.

, it’s a pity to abandon it.

Xiong'er means that the terrain here looks like a bear's ear on the map. Mengdong refers to the place east of Mengcheng in the Wei State; Yuntai refers to the fact that this place has a higher terrain and is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, so it is named after Buddhism.

It's a cloud platform.

The origins of the names of the three parties are different, and they do describe the characteristics of this place clearly.

Hou Zi slowed down and carefully looked at the place where he was sealed off for the first time. He had to admit that it was a good place.

Due to the topography, the climate is warmer and wetter than most places in Shan. The direct result is that even though it has entered early winter, you can still see a large amount of greenery here. There are too many plant crops here compared to those in Shan.

the difference.

In terms of location alone, this place is close to the edge of the Southeastern Great Basin, and its climate is unique, which has also contributed to the prosperity of this place.

Because the clouds are very low, it seems to be within reach. Sometimes when you pass a low mountain, you feel like you are in the clouds and mist. It is hazy and fairy-like. It is worthy of being the first choice of many wandering monks.

This is also a rare place where humans and monsters can live in harmony. Along the way, he saw monsters walking struttingly on the road several times, and the ordinary humans around him were not surprised by this.

appearance.

This is not because the monsters have changed their nature, nor is it that humans have become tolerant, but it is a situation that has evolved over hundreds of years and everyone has to accept it.

Finally, we found a place beyond the control of the big forces of cultivation. The monsters didn't want to be surrounded by human monks anymore, and humans didn't want this place to turn into a war-torn place, so we had the current peaceful coexistence.

He found that he liked this place a little bit, and because of this, the hurried pace began to slow down. Good scenery must be seen slowly and savored slowly, so that one can taste the things behind these ordinary scenes.

Along the way, I occasionally stopped to talk to the farmers passing by, and listened to the ordinary people's daily necessities at the tea shop. These are the most real things and cannot be faked or concealed.

This is other people's territory, and it is also his territory. He does not want to be deceived because of his ignorance.

After just two days of walking around, I also got a rough understanding of the people's customs and livelihood here. After all, no matter how big it is, it is just a town, and nothing can be hidden. It may not matter how rich it is, but it is a fact that it has no worries about food and clothing.

That's good, at least he doesn't have to worry about people's livelihood. He has little experience in this area.

While passing through an endless field, a song came from far away: I love Meng Dongye, my master Tian Zifang. Let's sail the boat on the Laishui River, and fly back to Huayang. We must drink wine together, and the true love cannot be forgotten. Fairy

On the footpath of Yuanqiao, we can wander together someday.

The song is very artistic, and I couldn't help but smile and ask a passerby, "Who wrote this song? It sounds like a very lofty artistic conception, with a feeling of being out of the world, which makes people feel relaxed and happy..."

The passerby laughed and said: "It has been a long time since everyone sang it, but who still knows who composed the song? However, the names of people and places in the song have their origins. Tian Zifang is an old immortal who lives in seclusion nearby. No one has seen it.

But they all said that he was an expert with a lifespan of more than a hundred years and great magic power.

Laishui is a small river flowing through Mengdong, and all farmland irrigation depends on it; Xianyuan Bridge is an ancient bridge on Laishui, and it is said that it is also the bridge to ascend to immortals, but I don’t know how many times I have walked on it since I was a child.

I'm still doing small business, just a thought."

Hou Zi longed leisurely, "I also want to go for a walk, maybe I will bump into the fairyland? This kind of thing depends on luck."

The path he took didn't pass through the Xianyuan Bridge, and he didn't even need to cross the Seishui River. But now that he's here, there are plenty of opportunities, and he won't miss it in a few days.

After walking and walking, we came to a basin in a valley. The mountain is not high and the basin is not big. This is where the town is located. More than half of the residents of Xiong'er Town live here, including the seat of three cultivation forces.

Although not bustling, it was lively, slightly messy and full of life. It was dusk when he came, and smoke was rising from the roofs of every house, accompanied by the aroma of various foods, going straight into the nostrils.

Because he was in a hurry all the way, Hou Zi basically didn't eat for a month. However, the spiritual function could replenish the energy needed by the body, but it could not replenish the heavy feeling of satisfaction from the food from the mouth to the stomach and then to the anus. He suddenly discovered that,

His stomach growled shamefully. This was not a physiological phenomenon that should occur in a monk.

He wanted to fill his stomach first, but the town was close at hand, and he wanted to see the place where he would practice life in the future.

In the center of the town, he found the symbol of his power, three wooden houses arranged in a zigzag pattern on a bare soil slope. They were houses, but more like nomadic people's felt bags.

He had also learned about the reason before coming here through some of the letters here. It turned out that there were majestic and tall buildings here that could fully reflect the extraordinary cultivation. However, they were destroyed time and time again in battles, and later it became what it is now.

It seems that the three cultivating forces discussed and simply built the cheapest and most trouble-free felt bag. The advantage is that it is easier to rebuild if it is broken.

The strange thing is that after such a simple felt was wrapped up, no one started fighting here.

There are three felt bags, one for each family, and the shapes are similar except for the sign on the door, a sword, a Buddha head, and a hexagram flag.

This hillock is very conspicuous in the valley basin, but except for three felt bags, there are no other buildings near the hilltop. It can be regarded as the last respect of the ordinary people for the practitioners.

The doors of the other two felt private rooms were closed, and there was no light coming out from inside. It seemed that his two neighbors were not at home?

He walked to the felt bag that marked the sword, took out the Quanzhen Token, and opened the formation that belongs exclusively to the Quanzhen Sect. This is a simple formation that has no attack or defense effects. The only purpose is to distinguish the entrants.

Identity; Of course, if you don't want to go to such trouble, you can just kick him away. It is said that it is also to save spiritual stone resources.

The space inside the felt bag is not small, but the furnishings are very simple, or simply there is nothing; monks don’t need to sleep, so they don’t need bedding, they don’t need to eat, so they don’t have kitchen utensils, and they can see at night, so they don’t need lamps.

, bring your own treasure gourd, so you save on furniture...

This is the so-called treatment of the Xiong'er Guards. There are no subordinates, no salary, nothing, just a position where you can't chew more than you can chew.

Quanzhen Religion has always been simple. This is a tradition that has existed since the founding of Quanzhen Religion, and it is also the only tradition that has been maintained to this day.

(End of chapter)


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