This large city with a population of tens of thousands is located at the eastern foot of the Tianyun Mountains, occupying a large valley and named after the many sycamore trees growing in the valley.
Although it was drizzling in the sky, there were still many people coming and going in the walled city.
Along the long street paved with bluestone slabs, Wang Chen held an oil-paper umbrella and mingled with the bustling crowd, walking slowly forward.
Half a month ago, he came to this casual cultivator village far away from his hometown of Yunyang, and settled down in Dongwu Village with his seventh-level Qi training and three hundred spirits.
Got his own new home.
Dongwuzhai was established very early, and its owners have changed many times.
The person currently in charge is a Master of the Purple Mansion named Xin Han. More than half of the monks in the village are ordinary mortals, quasi-monks who are transforming from the mortal world, and some innate warriors.
The residents in the village are a mixed bag, but under Xin Han's strong control, they are quite peaceful inside.
There are countless random cultivating castles in the outer domain, but there are very few village owners with the cultivation level of Zi Mansion.
Because the Zifu monks are of great importance, most sects will welcome them with open arms and give them corresponding treatment.
Even if you are a newbie and cannot enter the core of the inner gate, there is still no problem in getting an elder in the outer gate.
The cultivation environment and cultivation resources of the sect are unmatched by the scattered cultivators in the city.
However, there will always be exceptions. Some Zifu themselves are rogue cultivators who rely on their own strength to break through the orifices and open houses, but are not willing to go to the immortal sect to be restrained by others, so they would rather be a "mountain king" and live freely.
Wang Chen also chose Dongwuzhai as his potential cultivation place after careful selection.
Small hermits are in the mountains and forests, and big hermits are in the city. For a Qi-training monk, the Linquan Wilderness is really not suitable for silent cultivation, because the no-man’s land may have weak spiritual energy, or may be inhabited by monsters or even evil spirits.
Although Wang Chen has a lot of cultivation resources, there is no problem even if he goes to a remote place to practice alone.
But after careful consideration, he still chose Dongwuzhai.
The spiritual tide has risen, a catastrophe is coming, the uninhabited land is dangerous and unpredictable, and the most important thing is that the news is completely blocked, and you have no idea what is happening in the outside world. It is too passive.
There are a lot of casual cultivators in Dongwuzhai, and the leader of the village is a monk from Zifu, and he has also set up a protective array in the walled city.
It is said that after the formation is activated, no matter how many Zifus there are, they will not be able to break through!
While walking, Wang Chen stopped in front of a familiar teahouse, then put away his umbrella and went in.
"Please, Master Immortal..."
The chubby shopkeeper came to receive him in person, and politely asked Wang Chen to sit down at the window seat.
He wiped the tea table with a linen towel and asked, "Is it the same as before?"
"Um."
Wang Chen nodded and discharged ten broken spirits on the table.
The rules of the restaurants and teahouses here are to pay first and then serve the food, to prevent people from maliciously evading the order.
Some casual cultivators would really do such shameless things.
During this time, he would go to this teahouse every afternoon and order a pot of spiritual tea and a plate of pastries.
While practicing the Five Elements Kung Fu, I listened to the gossips of the tea guests.
The more you come here, the more you become familiar with the shopkeeper.
"okay!"
The fat shopkeeper turned around and shouted: "A pot of spiritual tea and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake!"
His shouting is very particular. The higher the intonation of the word "spiritual tea", the higher the grade required.
Wang Chen ordered just ordinary spiritual tea, but the one the fat shopkeeper served was slightly better.
He is also an interesting person.
It is said that this shopkeeper was once a famous figure in Daqian Jianghu. Because he committed a serious crime, he risked his life and fled to the world of immortality. Finally, he settled in Dongwuzhai and opened a teahouse.
As for what he committed, no one can tell clearly.
In fact, many people who seek life in foreign lands, whether monks or mortals, have their own wonderful stories.
The fat shopkeeper is just one of many people.
Wang Chen poured himself a pot of hot tea, reached for a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and tasted it.
It tastes pretty good.
The sweet-scented osmanthus is the sweet-scented osmanthus brewed with honey last year, and the raw material of the white cake is the new rice harvested in late summer. The combination of the two has a unique taste.
His eyes were looking out the window, as if he was wandering in the sky.
In fact, every word spoken by the teagoers in the teahouse, even if it was a whisper among each other, could not escape the attention of the distracted Wang Chen.
Wang Chen can filter out some useful information.
But there's no new news today.
Nearly half a year has passed since the Yunyang faction fled to the upper world, and it is still the focus of everyone's discussion.
It's just that many of the rumors are ridiculous and make people laugh.
As for the Guiyuan Sect that annexed the territory of the Yunyang Sect, not many people had good things to say.
It was probably an argument like "No matter how bad Yunyang is, it is better than Guiyuan Sect." Wang Chen did not expect that the prestige of Yunyang Sect was so high, and that some people would still remember it after so long.
The tea guests even mentioned the case of human hunting, firmly believing that the Guiyuan Sect was responsible for this!
The Yunyang Sect's reputation in foreign countries is obviously very good.
Wang Chen could only say that "it all depends on the support of his peers."
Recalling what he had experienced in the Yunyang Sect, he couldn't help but shake his head.
Suddenly, a girl of thirteen or fourteen hugged a baby girl and hurried under the eaves of the teahouse to avoid the rain that was falling harder and harder outside.
He happened to be standing outside Wang Chen's window.
The little girl lying on the girl's shoulder is only four or five years old, with a pair of big black eyes.
She also had two braids in her hair.
She glanced at Wang Chen who was very close, then her eyes fell on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and she swallowed involuntarily.
It can be seen that the little guy is very greedy.
But she didn't ask for it, but the saliva from the corner of her mouth almost flowed out.
Wang Chen looked interested, so he picked up the dessert plate on the table and handed it to her.
This little guy easily touched Wang Chen's heart and reminded him of Yuanyuan.
After the Yunyang Sect took Taihao Peak to the upper realm, the soul bond between Wang Chen and Yuanyuan was interrupted.
Its presence can no longer be sensed.
Based on what he learned, Wang Chen concluded that Yuanyuan should have followed Bai Susu and hitched a ride to the upper realm.
If this is really the case, I don’t know when we will be able to see each other again!
Looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake brought to her, the little girl endured it again and again. Then, with the encouragement from Wang Chen's eyes, she couldn't bear the temptation, so she cautiously stretched out her little hand to grab a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
The little girl was very polite. After grabbing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, she felt something was wrong and whispered: "Thank you."
When the girl holding the little girl heard these words, she immediately turned around.
But Wang Chen, who was sitting by the window, disappeared now.
He left the teahouse.
Put up the oil paper umbrella again.
Stepping on the rainwater flowing all over the ground.