Stepping out of the house, Ye Chuxiao quickly disappeared near his original residence with the appearance of Li Xiaoyao.
In this world, there are countries, sects, and families. From this point of view, it seems very ‘ordinary’.
But this world also has its characteristics.
Because it lacks a large area of land and only has countless islands scattered across the infinite sea, there are basically no super-large cities in the true sense.
Even if there are super-conventional cities such as Yunding Fairy City and Undersea Weird City, the scale is actually not too big.
Ordinary people live in villages.
As for monks, if they are from a family or a sect, most of them live in the family's manor or the sect's residence.
There are many casual cultivators who choose portable caves and travel around in search of cultivation resources.
The emergence of the rune network glued this 'broken' world together in the virtual world, allowing monks scattered on different islands to communicate with each other.
It is enough to see that in the world of spiritual practice, the development direction of creation is often related to practical needs.
Super large cities have not appeared, but there are still many medium-sized cities with some lively markets as the core and extending out.
‘Dinghai City’ where Wang Shirui lives is such a city.
The style of the city is not modern, there are no tall buildings, nor too congested traffic.
However, because of the rapid spread of information on the rune network, the overall style of the city is diverse.
On the same street, you can see several completely different architectural styles.
There are various cross combinations of colors, various different styles of buildings, and the heights are staggered.
It makes this city more like a fairy tale.
I sat down in a teahouse near my original residence, drank tea quietly, and enjoyed a little rest in the afternoon.
Less than half an hour later, dozens of figures fell into Ye Chuxiao's original residence and brutally blasted the entire building.
He announced the method of shaping the Utopian Spiritual Root, which ultimately turned a lot of people's heads.
Of course, their purpose also has the unannounced ‘Part 2’.
That is the most critical.
"Now, many monks on the Internet should have come to their senses."
"Although I have taught the method of spiritual grafting, telling everyone is the same as telling no one."
"When everyone knows that there is something fishy about it, who will be responsible for taking the lead in creating the original framework of spiritual roots? Sharing spiritual roots is a huge blue ocean. Anyone who thinks about it will think of using this method to gather everyone's strength for themselves.
Imagining the spiritual roots of the highest quality."
"Even within a sect or within a family, it is difficult for everyone to be united as one, consuming one's own time and energy to help others."
"Because of this, many people should urgently need the 'Part 2' and want to find an exit from it."
Ye Chuxiao didn't need to read various messages on the Internet to know that there must be a lot of noise at this time.
Naturally, in accordance with the flag set by "Wang Shirui" due to the spread of his secondary disease, many people on the Internet have begun to shamelessly call him "Dad" and apologize to him.
In the virtual world, the bottom line is always lower.
"I'm sorry, is there anyone sitting here?" A clear female voice interrupted Ye Chuxiao's meditation.
Ye Chuxiao looked around and saw that there were still many empty seats in this teahouse.
There is a certain deviation between this kind of emptiness and the records in 'memory'.
The person performing on the stage at this time was a woman wearing a long skirt, holding a pipa in her arms.
She played the pipa very well, but her appeal was still not as good as storytelling and cross talk. Ye Chuxiao found the reason for the discrepancy.
"Of course! Please take a seat!" Ye Chuxiao glanced at the woman who came closer, stretched out his hand and said.
At this time, Ye Chuxiao noticed the appearance of the voice owner. Even though he had been wallowing on the edge of the entertainment industry in his previous life, his aesthetics had been tested for a long time. At this time, he couldn't help but feel a little fluttering in his heart.
The woman's eyebrows are long and narrow, with a charming look, as if they are always seducing people. The rose-red tear mole at the corner of her eye breaks the vulgarity attached to the whole gorgeous face, adding a bit of charm that makes people want to pity her.
The red lips are slightly raised, and it looks like she is smiling, and her normal expression is like this.
But a mature man doesn’t just look at his face.
Her upper body was in a pure white sweater, even her wrists were tightly wrapped, but the stormy waves hidden under the sweater were even more fascinating.
Every small movement caused the sweatshirt to deform several times.
The upper body is tightly wrapped, but the lower body is wearing shorts that are not too short.
The legs are straight, but not slender. Looking further up, one can only use a common saying to describe them, which is called "XX is bigger than the shoulders, Saihuo God". It is obvious that this is an actual case in front of me.
Ye Chuxiao didn't look down anymore, even though his heart was itching, as if feathers were ruffling.
After all, it would be rude to read it again.
He can't get under the table.
"You also came here to dream about the method of spiritual roots!" the woman took the initiative to say to Ye Chuxiao.
Ye Chuxiao was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded.
"But you don't seem to be in a hurry. You don't rush in, and you don't rush to leave to search." The woman continued.
Hearing this, Ye Chuxiao lowered his head and smiled, playing with the tea cup in his hand, and then said: "You didn't go either?"
"I actually came earlier. I saw that the door of Wang Shirui's house had been broken into pieces. If he hadn't been caught first, he would have been taken away by the Wang family."
"I also want to save some energy and just wait here."
The woman looked at Ye Chuxiao, as if she was looking and thinking carefully.
Then he confessed frankly: "I raised a spirit Gu, and it guided me to find you. Can you tell me why?"
Ye Chuxiao was slightly shocked when he heard this, and then secretly said: "I was careless."
The Nine-Death Demonic Art is indeed miraculous, but it is by no means unique in all the worlds, nor can it be deceived and ignored by all kinds of strange monks' methods.
No matter how sharp the disguise method of the Nine Death Demonic Art is, there are still some methods that can completely ignore some superficial things and go straight to the more essential core.
This can be regarded as a reminder to Ye Chuxiao that he should not rely on some methods of the Nine Death Demonic Art to think that he can sit back and relax.
"Maybe it's because I know more inside stories!" Ye Chuxiao smiled reservedly, and then said.
The woman's eyes were bright, and the charming smile at the corner of her mouth became more obvious.
"My name is Wei Zhou. Didn't you ask for advice?" the woman introduced herself.
"Li Xiaoyao!" Ye Chuxiao said.
"Li Xiaoyao...that doesn't sound like a real name. Your surname is not Wang!" Wei Zhou smiled and looked at Ye Chuxiao, his expression was more like seducing people, this smile seemed to be arrogant at the same time.
Her expression always makes people want to do something extreme to her.
"That's what I'm called. You're overthinking it." Ye Chuxiao silently recited Bing Xin Jue and said in a calm tone.
Then he said: "You are looking for me because you want to know Wang Shirui's whereabouts from me. Yes, I do know it, but what price can you pay in exchange for this information?"
After he finished speaking, his eyes were like a ruler, and he looked at Wei Zhou unscrupulously.
Thanks to the help of Master Jiu Xuan, I finally got the books of the two big guys out of the waste paper I was afraid of.
The Ninth Destiny's "Weird World, I Can Conquer the Gods" is a guaranteed book. Needless to say, if you are interested and haven't read it yet, you can check it out.
The other book is "As Superman's younger brother, I became a native of the motherland" written by Fang Yi who ran away, Wan Dinghuo Shu.
The title of the book is clear at a glance, and friends who like it can go there.