Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals in Shushan

Chapter 117
Meng Qiu didn't know the direction, flew very far, found an uninhabited island, stopped, and then smiled wryly:

"It seems that I have dragged Bagu down. Otherwise, with her temperament, she should be hanging out with friends at this time, going around freely and happily. Why should she come to the South China Sea with me in advance? She is not familiar with the place, and fighting skills is not fun."

In the situation just now, Aunt Zheng was obviously not afraid of Geng Kun, because she couldn't let go of her hands and feet because she was afraid of Meng Qiu being on the side.

After all, no matter how much Meng Qiu surpassed his peers in sword fighting, he was only a foundation cultivator, and he couldn't fight a serious and powerful Sanxian.

It's a pity that the enemy came suddenly, and Zheng Bagu was not familiar with the South China Sea, so she couldn't find a temporary station in a hurry, so she had to let him go first and meet later.

Meng Qiu calmed down and took a closer look. This place is indeed much larger than the original island, but the highest of the few mountains is only two hundred feet, and the appearance is bare and full of stones.

In such a situation, it is obvious that the aura cannot be gathered, so that not a single blade of grass can grow.

Although he cultivated, with the help of the pearl of Consciousness Sea, he was not picky about the place, but there are strong winds and huge waves in the sea from time to time, there is no shelter here, and he has to set up a magic circle as a barrier, which is not worthwhile to expose it for nothing.

Meng Qiu had no choice but to get up, and searched further.Traveling thousands of miles, there are more and less islands along the way, clustered in threes or fives, or a thousand or eight hundred islands are connected together.

But there are people stationed in some auras, and the larger islands have more monks than the Wudang sect.

Although most of them were qi-training monks, Meng Qiu was very surprised by the large number and wide distribution of overseas monks.

Just out of caution, he didn't want to find someone to ask about the specific situation, so he turned around a few times, determined not to expose himself, and went to a crowded place to inquire.

Those large islands in remote locations are isolated in one place, and most of them are covered with animal skins and barefooted people, looking like a primitive society.

Where many islands gather, we can see the criss-crossing fields, the rice and mulberry patches, the towering pavilions, and the huge ships coming and going, just like the middle earth.

In the upper central area, there is an island with an area of ​​about [-] to [-] hectares, densely populated and very prosperous.

Meng Qiu found a big city in the middle, raised his Dharma eyes in the clouds, and observed from above.

Dharma circles are arranged in many places in the city, and Dharma lights can be seen flying from the gate of the city from time to time. Obviously, monks are not uncommon in the mortal world.

He pressed Luoyun's head, and by virtue of his extraordinary Taoist robe, he easily sneaked into the city.

The streets are wide and level, with people coming and going in a constant stream.

The buildings on both sides are similar to the middle-earth style, only the clothes worn by pedestrians are slightly different, and the accent is not the current Mandarin, but more like the tone of the east of Xiaoshan.

Here a strange shell is used to make money, big shells, medium shells, and small shells, with different values.But you can also find a small amount of silver in the pockets of some well-dressed rich people.

Meng Qiu found a tall restaurant, ordered a jug of high-quality wine and a table of expensive dishes, and sat for a whole day.

The silver curly was really useful when collecting banknotes, and even the shopkeeper was alarmed. After a long time of tossing, he got back a lot of money.

It turns out that these islands are located in the sea, and it is not uncommon for those islands to have precious pearls and corals. On the contrary, there are very few minerals, such as gold and silver, which can be called precious.

The restaurant is indeed a wonderful place, where news from all directions gathers here, and Meng Qiu gradually analyzes the context of the practice world from many miscellaneous words.

There are more than 1000 islands of different sizes in this area, collectively called Qilu.The islands are all managed by monks, without exception.

The reason, it seems, is that it is located in the sea, and natural disasters such as strong winds and waves attack from time to time, so it is necessary to have a corresponding magic circle to resist.

Furthermore, there are endless monsters in the sea, and they have been fighting with humans all the time.Compared with ordinary people, they have obvious geographical and numerical advantages, and they cannot be expelled unless they are protected by monks.

Most of the monks in the sea are only practicing qi, and their supplies are poorer than those in the middle land. Unless they are willing to practice hard, otherwise there will be no mortals to worship, and life will be extremely difficult.

What's more, when a monk sees that he cannot be promoted, he will have worldly desires, one of which is to reproduce, inherit the family, and then fall back to the mortal world.

With so many factors mixed together, there is such a strange situation where immortals and mortals live in the same place and depend on each other.

In the past few days, Meng Qiu met several monks in this restaurant, and the one with the highest cultivation was even close to establishing a foundation.All well-behaved, not arrogant and domineering.

Gein, this city is called Jiezhao City, and it has been owned by the royal family for hundreds of years and stationed in it.The current Patriarch is more than 90 years old, and it is said that he was in the Foundation Establishment realm many years ago, with great supernatural powers.

In Middle-earth Overseas, the races are unified, and the cultivation of Taoism is also of the same origin. It is only because of the different geography that such different social customs have evolved, which can only be said to be mysterious and unpredictable.

Meng Qiu stayed in the restaurant for several days in a row, and his appearance and posture were so extraordinary, naturally some people could tell that he was a monk.

So on this day, three people came over, the leader was a well-built middle-aged man in a brocade robe, and said respectfully:
"My lord, my lord, Liu Yuan, runs a business in the city. Right now, there is a batch of goods to be sent from Changle Island to Wudi Island in the north.

There are many sea monsters ambushing on the way, can you ask your lord to protect and protect, and I would like to offer thirty catties of gold as a reward. "

"Sea islands, commercial firms, escorts?" Thousands of thoughts swirled in Meng Qiu's mind, as if he had traveled from the Shushan world to other worlds, a little dazed.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "No, you can find someone else."

His treasure bag was quite big, and inside it was scattered, and he had saved tens of thousands of catties of gold.To him, this thing is not precious, so it won't waste time.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to say much, he bowed and retreated to the stairs before turning around and going down.

The people upstairs looked at him one after another, and several of them had eager eyes, just like when he saw the drunk Taoist back then.It seems that no matter where, cultivating immortals is enviable and fascinating.

Meng Qiu sighed secretly, took the money for the wine, threw it on the table, and left without stopping.

But after a while, I found an island that was not too big or too small, with little inspiration, passed through a magic circle in the largest mountain range on the island, and landed on the top of a certain mountain.

After a while, seven or eight people, old and young, flew out from several surrounding hills. When they saw Meng Qiu, they all bowed their heads and saluted, calling them "senior".

Meng Qiu said "Yes", posed his feet, and said, "I came from the south and headed for Wudi Island. I'm a little tired from flying. Don't fellow Taoists mind if I take a rest here?"

"Don't you dare?" "Senior is willing to come, and it will be full of glory."

Several people hurriedly responded, for fear of neglecting a step and causing the other party to misunderstand.

"I'll go there to rest." Meng Qiu pointed out, and there was a pavilion on a cliff opposite, and flew over.

Only the old man stayed at the side as a companion, and the others returned to the cave one after another, and soon brought spirit fruit and fine wine to serve them.

Everyone introduced them one by one, and the eight people were all Zhang Wang, Liu Li, and Chen, all with common surnames.

The wine was hot, and the young man surnamed Li was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Seeing that the other party was kind and not evil, he couldn't help asking:
"Senior Qiu must have passed through many places along the way, can you tell me about the scenery along the way for this junior?"

Meng Qiu had nothing to do, so he picked some scenes he had seen these days and talked about them, which attracted the praise of the crowd, and the young man looked forward to it.

After more than half an hour, he said casually: "I have been cultivating hard in the south, and I didn't dare to go out to see my old friends until I was promoted to Foundation Establishment.

Along the way, this place is particularly prosperous, it can be seen that there are high-level people sitting in town.Can you tell me who is the true immortal, lest I be inappropriate and cause trouble. "

(End of this chapter)