Deer seeks fairyland

Chapter 92 Living in Zongyuan City

The new buds don't feel the coldness in early spring, and when they probe in February, they still smell the east wind.

The new snow has just melted, and the weeping willows lining the road outside Zongyuan City have sprouted buds one after another. The layers of tender green willows are covered with small lanterns of different shapes, and some brightly colored five-color papers are glued in the gaps.

A gust of east wind blew by, the willow branches swayed, and there were patches of colorful colors.

At dusk, a two-horse carriage that had been galloping for several days stopped outside Zongyuan City. A girl in white clothes who was about eleven or twelve years old jumped out of the car first, followed by a handsome woman holding her in her arms. A long-haired man also got out of the car.

Liu Xiaolu looked at the tall city wall in front of him, his eyes were full of amazement.

The gate of Zongyuan City is more than two or three times wider than Xiangshan City, and a moat more than three or four feet wide flows slowly around the tall city wall.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going at the gate of the city. Two rows of soldiers in silver armor lined up on both sides of the gate. From time to time, they stepped forward to stop a few people entering the city. to the city.

"Master, this city is so big and beautiful, is the family's ancestral land here?"

After sitting in the carriage for three or four days in a row, she finally got out of the carriage until now, the girl couldn't help but said happily.

The long-haired man behind him chuckled and shook his head, and said, "The family's ancestral land is not in this city, but more than ten miles east of the city."

Hearing this, Liu Xiaolu turned his head and asked in doubt, "Then why don't we just go back to the family and what are we doing here?"

"Buy some things in the city, then find a place to put Xiaolin in a proper place, and return to the ancestral land early tomorrow morning. Let's go, go into the city." After Hu Yizhi finished speaking, he walked towards the gate of the city.

That's right, Xiao Lin couldn't live in the Hu family's ancestral land, so he forgot about it.

When Liu Xiaolu looked up, he saw that his master had gone far away, so he hurriedly followed him.

The two walked to the gate of the city, but were stopped by the guards of the gate. A burly soldier in silver armor said in a loud voice, "What's the matter with this person you're holding in your hand? Could it be that he was infected with the epidemic?"

Hu Yizhi frowned, and said, "It was only because my apprentice was stubborn for a while and encountered a wild beast in the mountains that he was injured and fell into a coma. It's not some epidemic."

Who would have thought that the guard raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and shouted, "I think it's the epidemic, and the epidemic is not allowed to enter the city!"

Seeing this, Liu Xiaolu took the first step to argue with the guard, but was stopped by Hu Yizhi.

"Brother guard was joking, take a closer look."

Hu Yizhi's sleeves flicked, and he quietly stuffed a silver ingot into the guard's hand.

"Well, let me see, it doesn't seem to be the case. Come on, let's go in." The guard weighed the silver ingot in his hand, and then stepped aside contentedly, and ignored them.

Before Liu Xiaolu could say anything more, Hu Yizhi grabbed her arm and walked quickly into the city.

"Master, that guard is just a mortal of the fifth floor, he is clearly making things difficult on purpose, why do you still want to give him money?" Liu Xiaolu dissatisfied.

Hu Yizhi was not annoyed, he just reached out and rubbed the top of the girl's black hair, and explained in a warm voice, "You are right, the guard is indeed a mortal, but this Zongyuan City Lord is a powerful foundation-building monk, Moreover, there are several family forces of different sizes in Zongyuan City. Now that we have not officially returned to the family, and Xiaolin is seriously injured, one more thing is worse than one less thing, it is better not to provoke them."

Liu Xiaolu was taken aback when he heard the words, and wondered, "What? The lord of the Yuan City is actually a foundation-building cultivator? Aren't immortal cultivators practicing in deep mountains and old forests? Why do they still appear in this secular world?"

Hu Yizhi shook his head and said with a light smile, "Fool, the ancestral land of the mountain gate of the cultivating forces is indeed often located on the inaccessible spiritual veins, but it does not mean that there are no spiritual veins in the secular world. It is just tens of thousands of years. It appears that most of the spiritual veins in the secular world are exhausted, so today's cultivators have moved the ancestral lands of the mountain gates to relatively remote mountains and forests in order to cultivate their spiritual veins."

"Master, you mean that there is a spiritual vein in this Zongyuan City?" Liu Xiaolu said pleasantly.

"Exactly." Hu Yizhi nodded.

"Doesn't that mean that if you stay in Zongyuan City to practice, you will progress much faster than outside? If so, why don't you send all the children of the clan to Zongyuan City." Liu Xiaolu asked a little puzzled.

Hu Yizhi pondered for a while, and explained, "That's not the case. The spiritual vein in Zongyuan City is only a small spiritual vein, which is not enough for so many monks to practice at the same time. Many years ago, the old city lord teamed up with several foundation-building monks to make a move Several restrictions have been imposed on the spiritual veins in the city, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual veins is isolated by the restriction, and the spiritual energy can only be absorbed through the formation in some places connected to the prohibition formation."

Liu Xiaolu nodded thoughtfully, and asked again, "But if this is the case, isn't the city owner and his family only able to enjoy this spirit vein? Do other families in the city have any objections?"

"Most of the spiritual veins are indeed held in the City Lord's Mansion, but each family will also allocate some fixed quotas. Although there are not many, most of the monks in each family stay in their respective family ancestral lands, stationed in the ancestral halls of the clan. There are not many monks in Yuan City, so it is enough."

"So that's the case, but why did those cultivating families send their monks to Zongyuan City? Isn't it good to practice in the ancestral land with peace of mind?"

Seeing the girl popping up one question after another like a cannonball, Hu Yizhi shook his head helplessly, but still answered patiently, "Zongyuan City was a small market in Liu Guoxiu's realm many years ago. The forces gradually increased, and the scale gradually increased. Under the organization of a late foundation monk with the highest cultivation among all forces at that time, the monks built this Zongyuan city on top of the original square city. .”

"Then, the monk who proposed to build the city became the city lord?"

"Yes."

"There are so many mortals in that city..."

"Most of these mortals are descendants of monks in the city. Of course, there are also some ordinary servants from other places."

Hearing this, Liu Xiaolu was shocked and said, "My dear, that means the guy guarding the gate just now might be the city lord's distant relative?"

Hu Yizhi couldn't help but raised his forehead and said, "It's possible, but the status gap between mortals and monks in the world of cultivating immortals is huge. Most monks will marry several concubines, and they often have many children under their knees, so the city lord in the foundation period will not go to ask Distant relatives who I can't hit with [-] strokes..."

The two walked and talked all the way, and soon came to an inn.

The inn is quite elegantly furnished, and there are a lot of antique nanmu furniture in sight. As soon as the two entered the door, a young servant in blue greeted them.

"Yo, guest officer, please, how many of you want to stay in the hotel?"

Hu Yizhi nodded slightly, and said, "Two upper rooms."

"Alright, two rooms in the upper room~"

The young man in blue turned his head and yelled in the direction of the counter, then stretched out his left hand to lead into the room, and said in his mouth, "The room in this store is 50 taels of silver a day, please come to the guest officers~"

(End of this chapter)