Penglai is also called Penglai Mountain, Penghu, and Pengqiu.
It is a fairy island in the East China Sea in Chinese pre-Qin myths and legends, surrounded by a black sea of underworld.
According to myths and legends, there are five mountains on the sea: Daiyu, Yuanqiao, Fangzhang, Yingzhou and Penglai.
According to the description in "Liezi. Tang Wen", the mountain is 30,000 miles high and circumferential, the flat top is 9,000 miles away, and the middle of the mountain is 70,000 miles apart. The terraces and views on it are all gold and jade, and the animals on it are all pure silk.
The trees are full of knots, and the flowers and fruits are full of flavor, and everything you eat will make you immortal. The people who live there are all immortals and saints, and countless people fly to and from each other day and night.
However, Lin Xi's trip to Penglai City in Qilu Province has no direct connection with the legendary Penglai Island. The above description is purely for the sake of word count. (akimbo)
A few days later, a plane landed at Yantai International Airport.
After Lin Xi and Feng Wu got off the plane, they transferred to Penglai City without stopping.
Penglai City is a famous historical and cultural city and a well-known tourist city on the northeast coast of Qilu. It is the off-season for tourism, and not many tourists come to Penglai.
However, when Lin Xi and the others arrived in Penglai, they found that this small coastal town was already overcrowded. The streets, hotels, restaurants, and health and foot massage shops were all booked by monks.
After the news of the birth of Immortal Mountain spread on the Internet, a large number of casual cultivators and monks from aristocratic sects swarmed in and surrounded the small coastal town.
Most of these monks are old men who are not short of money. They are very generous and spend money at every turn, which has doubled the price of goods in this small town.
It's absolutely heartbreaking.
In the past two days, businesses in the hotel and restaurant industries have been grinning from ear to ear. Monk money is easy to make.
On the clean streets of the small town, many casual cultivators who heard the news about the birth of Immortal Mountain and came here to try their luck took out their mobile phones with excitement and took pictures of the big guys who were plowing the road.
"Look, isn't that pretty young lady who is shopping now Li Qingxuan, the chief disciple of the Xuannv Sect? It is said that Senior Sister Li Qingxuan has reached the half-step level of Jindan cultivation. The outside world is still speculating that she is in seclusion to attack Jindan. I didn't expect that she could actually
Appear here." A young casual cultivator in the Houtian realm desperately patted his companion on the shoulder, his face flushed with excitement.
"Senior Sister Li Qingxuan is much more beautiful in real life than on Douyin. She is indeed the face of the Chinese spiritual world. She is just different from those coquettish bitches who die in public." The fat man next to him pushed up the bottle-bottomed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
He secretly poked at Li Qingxuan for nine consecutive shots.
Look at these legs, they are white and long.
Look at this bowl, it's big and round.
"Nonsense. Although Li Qingxuan is beautiful, in my heart Fairy Mu is better. Fairy Mu is the one responsible for good looks in the Chinese cultivation world!" the passerby who was taking pictures like crazy scoffed.
The eyes of the fat man and the uncle passing by collided in the air, creating a ball of fire.
Just when the two were about to compete, the young monk next to them suddenly exclaimed, "Look, it's a monk from Xutian Temple!"
Not far away, a group of monks wearing blue robes with magic swords around their waists walked through the market with arrogant expressions. On the back of their robes were embroidered the three Chinese characters of Xutian Palace, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were monks from Xutian Palace.
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Xutian Temple is a local monk organization in Qilu, with two Jindan bosses in charge. In terms of the sect’s core strength and the overall quality of its disciples, it can at least be ranked among the top ten in the Chinese sect list.
These monks of Xutian Temple have eyes higher than their heads. They wish they could grow on their foreheads, and they are arrogant.
Although the casual cultivators on the roadside were a little unhappy with them, no one got into a fight with the cultivators from Xutian Temple.
In the spiritual world where the jungle prevails, strength is the foundation.
As long as you are strong enough, no one would dare to provoke you even if you are walking sideways like a crab.
When the monks from the Xutian Palace passed by Li Qingxuan, a young monk with a face like a crown of jade came over to chat with the young lady from the Xuannv Sect.
"This guy seems very pushy, who is he?" someone said with an unhappy look on his face.
"Shh, you don't want to die. He is Fang Lin, the senior brother of Xutian Palace, the number one person in the Half-Step Golden Pill. It is said that he is invincible under the Golden Pill." The expressions of the companions around him changed and he quickly covered his face.
mouth.
"Haha, I am invincible under the golden elixir and I will only obey Jiba Sanren."
Fang Lin, who was flirting with the young lady, heard these words in his ears. The smile on his face remained unchanged, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.
How could a group of frogs in a well know how powerful Xutian Palace is.
"If Xutian Palace had sent me to participate in the last sword conference, there would have been nothing wrong with that Jiba Sanren." Fang Lin said sadly in his heart.
This coastal city is not large, and monks who come to look for the fairy mountain can only take a few steps on the street to meet big guys who usually only appear in the news or magazines.
In addition to the monks from Xuannv Sect and Xutian Temple, there are also big bosses from many practicing families, and even the legendary Golden Pill monks can meet one or two.
At this moment, in this small coastal town, it can be said that there are monks everywhere, and there are as many bigwigs as dogs.
It was as if all the monks from China had gathered here.
Lin Xi and Feng Wu came to this small coastal town under the cover of night and found a famous brand hotel with a good reputation on Dianping.com. However, when they arrived, the hotel's rooms had already been booked by several aristocratic cultivating families.
"There are clearly a few empty rooms here, why aren't we allowed to stay?" In the hotel lobby, Feng Wu, with her hands on her hips, argued with the hotel manager.
"I'm really sorry, these rooms have been booked, but the guests haven't arrived yet."
The hotel manager explained to Feng Wu with a smile on his face that these monks were uncles and he couldn't afford to offend a small manager.
Feng Wu's little face was full of depression. This business trip was so tight that she forgot to book a room in advance.
If I couldn't find a place to stay, I would have to sleep on a park bench at night.
"There is no death-preparation command center in the Four Saints Church. Can we stay here?"
"You are thinking too much."
Feng Wu rolled her eyes angrily. Due to the limited organizational funds, she usually stayed in budget hotels and ate roadside fast food when going on missions. This time, she finally wanted to stay in a slightly higher-end hotel, but there was no room.
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At this moment, a group of men and women from a spiritual family walked into the hotel lobby talking and laughing and checked in at the front desk.
Feng Wu's eyes suddenly lit up and she walked towards one of the greasy men, who was about 30 years old.
"Miss Fengwu!"
The man obviously knew Feng Wu. When he saw the long-legged girl approaching, he couldn't help but have an expression on his face like the second senior brother was eating ginseng fruit, and he took the initiative to greet her.
"Song Gaosi, I heard that this hotel is booked by your Song family?"
Hearing this, Song Gaosi was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was a perfect opportunity to hook up with Feng Wu, and said in a pretentious manner, "This hotel was rented by the Song family and the Wu family. It looks like
Miss Feng Wu didn’t book a room?”
"But we don't have any extra rooms here." Song Gaosi said with a trace of wretchedness in his eyes, "If Miss Feng Wu doesn't mind, you can stay in my senior suite. My bed is soft and comfortable."
Feng Wu's bright eyes flashed, and she pointed at Song Gaosi's nose and said sternly, "I suspect that you molested women and had evil intentions, and I have already obtained sufficient evidence."
Song Gaosi:???
Is this an encounter with fishing law enforcement?
The city has a lot of tricks.
"I'm not, I didn't. Don't accuse someone of his innocence out of thin air." Song Gaosi hurriedly shook his head in denial. It would be a big loss if he was arrested and taken to the police station in front of so many people.
But Feng Wu didn't talk nonsense to him at all.
As soon as he finished speaking, a white fist hit Song Gaosi's big, greasy face.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Song Gaosi did not expect that this crazy woman would attack without any warning. He could not dodge and was directly punched away. He fell to the ground and rolled around in pain.
"Why do you hit someone?"
"Don't talk nonsense to her, cut her off!"
"If you dare to offend our spiritual family, don't think that I don't hit women."
Seeing Song Gaosi being retorted, people from a spiritual family in the hotel lobby gathered around aggressively, preparing to beat up this arrogant woman.
The monk became angry and blood spattered five steps.
Lin Xi didn't take any action. Feng Wu's strength was more than enough to deal with the stinky sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs of these cultivating families.
"I'm arresting an obscene criminal. Do you want to attack the police?"
Feng Wu had already anticipated the reaction of these monks. She sneered and took out a certificate issued by the Cultivation Committee and waved it in front of them.
Seeing the certificate in Feng Wu's hand, the people from the cultivating family were frightened.
Even the Golden elixir monks cannot ignore state violence agencies like the Four Saints Church, not to mention that they are just novices in the acquired realm. Even if they were given a hundred courages, they would not dare to attack the police officers of the Four Saints Church.
"I want to complain, you are just fishing for law enforcement!" Song Gaosi covered his face and yelled unwillingly.
"It's your right."
Feng Wu sneered. If her violent temper was not afraid of having a bad impact on the organization, based on Song Gaosi's words just now, he would have been the first eunuch in the Chinese cultivation world.
"Okay, just wait for me."
Seeing Feng Wu's unwillingness to eat, Song Gaosi gritted his teeth and said a harsh word, and quickly left the hotel with an ugly face. He was afraid that if he walked too slowly, Feng Wu would be caught and beaten again.
"Is there a room now?" Feng Wu patted the counter with her little hand and said to the lobby manager.
"Yes, we will make arrangements for you immediately." The lobby manager who witnessed the whole process wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
The suite Song Gaosi booked was very luxurious, with two rooms and an oversized jacuzzi.
After a day's journey, Feng Wu, who was exhausted, put down her luggage and rushed into the bathtub to take a bath.
Before taking a bath, she specifically told Lin Xi not to have any bold ideas.
If she finds out, just wait?(*?ω?)?╰ひ╯
Lin Xi took ten minutes to take a shower, put on her pajamas, returned to her room, and meditated on the bed.
Not long after, a ghostly figure that looked exactly like Lin Xi emerged from his body.