Ye Qiu originally thought that there was a big difference between the world of cultivation and the secular world, but now it seems that this place is more like the ancient version of China.
The streets in the town are made of bluestone. There are many teahouses and restaurants on both sides of the street, and there are many small vendors on the roadside.
There are many pedestrians on the street, both men and women, old and young, wearing long robes and long hair, and you can see a few carriages from time to time.
Ye Qiu made a special observation and found that most of the pedestrians had cultivation bases, and most of them were in the foundation-building realm and the venerable realm.
King masters are rare.
There is also a small group of people who don't even have any cultivation level.
"This is the world of cultivation? Why does Pindao feel like he has traveled to ancient times?" Master Changmei said.
Ye Qiu said: "I thought that everyone in the world of cultivation was a master and could fly to the sky and escape from the earth. Why are there so many ordinary people here?"
Baihua Fairy explained: "Although this is the world of cultivation, not everyone has the cultivation level."
"Besides, the place we are in now is a small town on the border of Donghuang. It is actually quite good to have so many monks here."
"Like some other small towns, there are more ordinary people."
"Only in big towns, or those close to the territories of large sects, will there be many masters."
Master Changmei said: "Then why do people in the secular world need to have the peak strength of a king before they can enter the world of cultivation?"
Baihua Fairy said: "I think this should be a misunderstanding."
"Perhaps the senior masters in the secular world have been to the world of cultivation and know how cruel it is, so they told future generations that only those who have reached the peak of strength can enter the world of cultivation."
"First of all, it's because they are suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth. Existences beyond the peak of kings will be killed by heaven if they continue to stay in the secular world."
"Secondly, the world of cultivation is very cruel. Only if you are stronger can you live longer here."
Master Longmei said seriously: "Fairy, I always hear you say that the world of cultivation is cruel. Can you tell me how cruel it is?"
"I believe it won't be long before you can see the cruelty of the world of cultivation." Baihua Fairy said this and sighed, "Speaking of which, I do miss the secular world."
"If I didn't have a blood feud, I really wouldn't want to come back."
"Your secular world is harmonious and friendly, and your society is stable. This is something that our cultivation world does not have."
"Let's go find the inn!"
After Fairy Baihua finished speaking, she led Ye Qiu and others forward.
Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren came to the world of cultivation for the first time and were very curious about everything here. They looked around as they walked.
Ye Qiu noticed that in addition to selling some rouge gouache and snacks, the roadside stalls also sold medicinal materials.
Moreover, each strain is a century-old medicinal material.
The most shocking thing is that no one came forward to ask. Obviously, centuries-old medicinal materials can be found everywhere here.
"The world of cultivation is indeed extraordinary!" Ye Qiu whispered.
Baihua Fairy said: "A hundred-year-old medicinal materials are worthless here. Only ordinary people without cultivation will buy them occasionally and use them to treat diseases."
"Thousand-year-old medicinal herbs are also common here. Only ten-thousand-year-old medicinal herbs are of interest to monks."
"But for those great sects, Wannian medicinal materials are also rubbish."
Not long after.
Fairy Baihua stopped in front of an antique inn and said, "Let's spend the night here tonight!"
Ye Qiu looked up and saw a white flag hanging on the wall outside the inn with three big characters written on it.
Zuixian Tower!
Master Changmei smiled and said: "I like this name, just listen to the fairy, let's spend the night here tonight."
Suddenly, there was a sound of horse hoofbeats, like thunder.
Ye Qiu turned around and saw a group of cavalry flying past him.
There were a lot of people walking on the street, and many people couldn't avoid it. They were knocked over by horse hooves, and everything was in a mess.
"boom!"
A little boy of three or four years old fell down in the middle of the street for some unknown reason. Before he could get up, he was trampled to pieces by horse's hooves and died on the spot.
The child's parents ran over and surrounded the dead child, crying and shouting.
Ye Qiu clenched his fists and stared at the group of cavalry going away, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Fairy Baihua held Ye Qiu's hand and said, "Don't mind your own business."
"That's a child!" Ye Qiu said: "He was so young, had no cultivation, and didn't offend anyone. Why did he die like this?"
Baihua Fairy said: "This is the world of cultivation, a place where human life is regarded as nothing."
"Just like that child, he died when he died. No one redressed his injustice or avenged him. I can only say that this child deserved this."
"If I read correctly, the group of cavalry just now should be members of the Yin Yang Sect. We can't afford to offend them."
"Come into the inn!"
Ye Qiu glanced at the direction in which the cavalry disappeared, and said to himself, I don't care who you are, if I meet you again, I will definitely destroy you.
Just at this moment, a young man who looked like a boy ran out of the inn.
"Guests, do you want to stay in the hotel?" the waiter asked.
Fairy Baihua said coldly: "Arrange two rooms for us."
"Okay, please come in, a few guests."
The waiter led Ye Qiu and others into the store.
Ye Qiu scanned around and found that the first floor of this inn was a teahouse, and the upper floors were the accommodation.
"Guests, our inn is the best inn in the town. The rent is one spirit stone per night, and two rooms are two spirit stones. Please pay the bill first, and then I will take you to the room.
." said the boy.
Spiritual stone?
Ye Qiu and Master Changmei looked at each other. This was the first time they had heard of it.
"Pothos, pay." Fairy Baihua ordered.
Green Luo took out a purse, poured out two shiny crystal-like objects, only as big as soybeans, and handed them to the boy.
"Thank you, girl, please come with me." The boy happily led several people upstairs.
Fairy Baihua explained in Ye Qiu's ear: "Lingshi is the common currency here, just like gold in your place. However, there are high and low levels of spiritual stone, and it can also help monks break through their cultivation levels."
"Of course, ordinary small sects don't have that many spiritual stones to help their disciples improve their cultivation."
"When you get familiar with this place, everything will become clear."
The waiter led several people to the door of the two rooms on the third floor, gave instructions, and left in a hurry.
"You guys have a good rest. Luluo and I live in the next room. Call us if you need anything."
After Baihua Fairy finished speaking, she took Luluo into the room, while Ye Qiu and Changmei Master entered another room.
As they entered the door, surprise appeared on their faces again.
Because the layout of the room is so simple, with big white walls, two wooden beds, no bathroom, and no TV, it is worse than the most ordinary hotels in the secular world.
"Little bastard, it seems that the world of cultivation is very poor!"
"It's still the best inn in the town. It's not as good as the hotel Pindao stayed next to the station. It provided girls for sixty-one nights."
"Okay, let's rest quickly!" Ye Qiu sat down cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.
He was thinking about a problem. Although he had put a lot of gold and gems in the Qiankun Bag, the currency in circulation in this place was spirit stones. In other words, he was poor.
"It seems that we have to find a way to make money. It's hard to do anything without money."
After a while, a loud snoring sound came from the side.
Ye Qiu turned around and saw Changmeizhen lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
"Dead pig!" Ye Qiu cursed secretly, closed his eyes and meditated.
late at night.
Ye Qiu suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the door, and shouted: "Who?"
