Fairy Tree

Xiao Lin followed suit and walked towards the city without even looking at the guards.

The guards just looked at him with awe in their eyes, ignored him, and continued to collect the entry fee from the monks in the Qi Refining Stage.

"You don't know where you can cultivate, fellow Taoist?" After entering the Immortal City, the strong man did not go far. After Xiao Lin followed, he said.

"Xiao has been cultivating quietly in the Southern Wasteland Immortal City. Fellow Taoists also know that rogue cultivators are like rootless duckweeds. They are not welcome wherever they go. Therefore, my cultivation is quite hard." Xiao Lin said when he entered the city. He thought about his words well, so after the strong man asked, he answered without hesitation.

"Indeed, it is true, but it is quite a chance that Brother Xiao can succeed in foundation building as a casual cultivator. In this Purple Sun Immortal City, among the monks in the foundation building period, the number of casual cultivators probably does not exceed the number of two palms." Clicked. Nodding, the strong man spoke.

"I don't know your surname, which fairy mountain you practice in?"

"Haha, where is the Immortal Mountain? My name is Meng Hu. I am from the Beilan Sect. I heard my Taoist friend say that I was born in the Immortal City of the Southern Wilderness. Meng has some impressions. It should be the Immortal City in the ancient Xuan Sect area in the south of the Southern Territory, right? Meng is still I passed by there by chance a dozen years ago.”

"I didn't expect fellow Taoist to have been to the Southern Wilderness Fairy City. Oh, by the way, I came here accidentally. I don't know how to go back? Should I keep going south?" What Xiao Lin wants to know most is where he is now. s position.

Xiao Lin couldn't figure out how many states the Southern Territory included. The Nanzhou he was in alone covered an area of ​​more than a million miles. If he didn't know the direction and was scurrying around like a headless fly, Xiao Lin would Lin even doubted that he would never go back to Dancao Mountain.

After hearing this, Meng Hu couldn't help but laugh. Seeing the puzzled look on Xiao Lin's face, he said, "Let's go, let's go drink a few cups of Drunken Immortal Brew first, and then I'll explain it to you in detail."

Although he was a little puzzled, he thought there would be no danger in this fairy city. Moreover, Meng Hu gave him a very honest and upright feeling. Although he had never met him before, he already looked warm-hearted.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Lin followed Meng Hu and walked towards the depths of the fairy city.

The construction method of this Purple Sun Immortal City is also very different from the several fairy cities that Xiao Lin has seen before. Xiao Lin followed Meng Hu, going around left and right. On the way, Xiao Lin also paid special attention to observation.

He found that this fairy city was actually arranged according to some strange formation. It was not the fairy city he had seen before. It was square and the roads were horizontal and vertical. At most, the city was divided into inner and outer cities.

This Purple Sun Fairy City does the opposite. There are almost no straight roads that can be seen in the end. Instead, every time you walk a certain distance, you are blocked by the city wall, and then you can only turn onto the road next to it. From then on cycle.

After walking for more than half an hour, Xiao Lin followed Meng Hu into a restaurant. This restaurant had three floors. When he entered, it was already full of people and seemed very lively.

Xiao Lin was slightly startled. In this fairy city where cultivators live, not all ordinary restaurants have disappeared, but the number is usually very small, and there are only a few guests coming in and out.

In order to practice cultivation, most cultivators pay attention to cultivating their moral character and avoiding contamination with worldly auras. Even if they are in the Qi refining stage, although they are not yet able to completely live without food, it is common for them to go without food for several days.

As for the restaurant in front of us, the first floor alone was almost full, and they were all cultivators, with only a few ordinary mortals.

After a brief sweep of his eyes, Xiao Lin showed a look of surprise on his face. It turned out that there were actually several foundation-building monks sitting on this floor, tasting the wine in front of them. They couldn't help but show intoxicated expressions after each taste. .

At this time, Xiao Lin noticed that Meng Hu, who had already reached the second floor, waved to him. Xiao Lin responded with a smile, and then followed the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor is different from the hustle and bustle of the first floor, with rows of clean private rooms.

When Xiao Lin came to him, Meng Hu nodded to a waiter beside him. The waiter led them to the innermost private room and then opened the door curtain.

Xiao Lin and the two entered the private room. The private room was very clean and decorated in a simple and elegant manner. Through the window, the scenery outside could be vaguely seen.

"Ten pounds of Drunk Immortal Brew, hurry up." Meng Hu sat down and waved his hand to the waiter impatiently.

Naturally, the guy bowed repeatedly and then left.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin couldn't help but smile and sat down opposite Meng Hu.

"Business here is so good. When I came here before, there were often no private seats. Today I was lucky. We only had the last private room left."

Although Xiao Lin was not an alcoholic, seeing how the restaurant's business was so booming and Meng Hu's anxious expression in front of him made Xiao Lin a little more interested in this Drunk Immortal Brew, and he felt a little more excited. Expectations.

"Brother Xiao, you don't know that this restaurant is very famous in our Beilan Sect area, because the owner behind this restaurant is our Beilan Sect's Jindan Elder, Zuimeng Zhenren. "

"Zuimeng Zhenren?" When Xiao Lin heard this, he also showed an expression of interest on his face. He originally thought that this restaurant was the same as the restaurants in the world. At most, the brewing process was better.

But he never thought that the owner behind this restaurant was actually the Jindan Patriarch of the Beilan Sect. As a result, this Drunken Immortal Brew might also contain some of the Immortal Family's secret recipes, which made Xiao Lin look forward to it even more.

"Our Beilan Sect's Zuimeng Zhenren is a legendary figure. It is said that when he was young, he fell in love with a woman. At first, the woman didn't buy his account and ignored him."

"And at that time, Zuimeng Zhenren was just a low-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, while the woman was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and had been betrothed by the elders of the family to a direct descendant of a large cultivation family."

"But Zuimeng Zhenren did not give up. In order to pursue this woman, he specially picked precious spiritual flowers in the Monster Plain. Unexpectedly, he encountered a true-level monster beast. After a fierce battle, Zuimeng Zhenren was seriously injured and luckily escaped with his life."

Xiao Lin was listening intently, the door curtain was lifted, and the waiter came in with a few wine gourds.

Seeing the wine coming, Meng Hu hurriedly picked up a wine gourd, poured himself a large cup, and drank it all, seeming to have forgotten to tell the story of Zuimeng Zhenren.

Xiao Lin watched Meng Hu drink three cups in a row speechlessly, and couldn't help pouring himself a cup and drinking it gently.

A cool breeze flowed down his throat, and after entering his stomach, it turned into a scorching sun, spreading all over his body. At the same time, a series of weak spiritual energy threads penetrated into Xiao Lin's internal organs, making him feel extremely comfortable.

"Good wine." After a while, Xiao Lin opened his eyes and exclaimed.

"Haha, that's natural. In order to drink the Drunken Immortal Wine, even the drunkards in the nearby immortal cities often come here to drink it quickly."

"That's not easy. Just buy more. Anyway, we cultivators have storage bags, so we won't be unable to take it away." Xiao Lin said.

"You wish." After taking a big sip of wine, Meng Hu rolled his eyes at Xiao Lin and said, "The Drunken Immortal Wine in this restaurant is limited. Each person can only drink a maximum of ten kilograms. If you drink more than one or two, we won't sell it."

"Is there any store in the world that doesn't do business?" Xiao Lin replied in surprise.

"Hehe, didn't you see it? But Meng Hu still has something to ask for." Meng Hu looked at Xiao Lin with a smile on his face.

Looking at the smile on Meng Hu's face, Xiao Lin seemed to have a bad feeling.

"Don't be afraid, I don't mean anything else. The limit of this Drunken Immortal Wine is ten kilograms per person. Let's drink these ten kilograms together. Brother Xiao, how about you give me your quota?" Meng Hu looked at Xiao Lin expectantly.

Xiao Lin was speechless. Now he finally knew why this guy in front of him was so enthusiastic about him. It seemed that he had set his eyes on his ten-kilogram quota.

"Since Brother Meng has spoken, Xiao Lin naturally has to agree. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of Brother Meng's invitation to this wine?" Xiao Lin said with a wry smile.

"Haha, Brother Xiao is still loyal enough. Come on, drink."

Xiao Lin drank it in big gulps without hesitation. This Drunken Immortal Wine is indeed the best wine Xiao Lin has drunk since he was born. When he was very young, he and a few friends went to steal the wine collected by the old people in the village to drink.

After being discovered, he was beaten by his father. Later, with the severe drought in Nanzhou, the people could not even eat, and where could they get the surplus grain to make wine? Therefore, Xiao Lin never drank wine again after that.

After practicing Taoism, he was always busy practicing, and never thought about this immortal wine in the cup.

Xiao Lin poured himself a large cup and drank it all. Seeing Xiao Lin completely let go, Meng Hu laughed and felt that he had met a bosom friend. The two of them pushed the cups and soon more than half of the wine gourd was empty.

"By the way, Brother Meng, you haven't finished the story of the Drunken Dream Immortal?" After drinking for a full hour, Xiao Lin remembered the story of the Drunken Dream Immortal that Meng Hu had told before, and couldn't help asking.

"This is not a story, but a good story in our cultivation world."

After a pause, Meng Hu continued: "Although Master Zuimeng returned with serious injuries, he was holding a precious spiritual flower tightly in his hand."

"When Master Zuimeng handed the spiritual flower to the woman with blood all over his body, the woman's heart melted at this moment even if she had a heart of stone or a heart of ice. Perhaps she herself did not know that she had begun to fall in love with Master Zuimeng."

"From then on, the two gradually began to make appointments frequently, travel around the mountains and rivers, travel the world, go in pairs, and go in and out of the blue sky. Perhaps in the hearts of Master Zuimeng and the woman at that time, cultivation was not important, and cherishing the people in front of them was the real thing."

"What happened later?" Xiao Lin's face was flushed. Hearing that there was such a love that lasted for life and death in the cultivation world, he could not help but be surprised and a little envious.

A graceful snow-white figure flashed in his mind...

"Ah!" Hearing this, Meng Hu took a deep breath and said, "Then it was a tragedy. You said that we cultivators, pursuing the immortal path, were going against the will of heaven, but I was following the will of heaven and only wanted to be with my beloved forever. Could it be that I was also going against the will of heaven?"