I Have a City in a Different World

The days that followed were peaceful.

Like the neighbors around, he opened a shop in the morning, rested at night, and lived a leisurely life.

From time to time, I would make a pot of old wine, and after drinking a little drunk, I would lie on the bed and sleep soundly.

No one knew at all that this young man with a smile all day long was actually a powerful god from another world.

No one will know that this shop owner with a lazy expression in the sitting room is repairing a magical and special mind world every moment.

The sound of the blacksmith's hammering sounded every day, and the quality of the weapons made became better and better.

If a savvy monk sees it, they will find that these weapons are tempered by Yin fire and have a special magic effect.

Although it is not too powerful, it is far beyond ordinary weapons and can cause certain damage to the soul.

The key is that the price is not high, absolutely value for money.

One day, a warrior passed by the blacksmith shop by accident, and was attracted by one of the single swords.

After bargaining with Tang Zhen, he bought the knife and went back happily to show it off to his companions.

After another period of time, the warrior appeared again, accompanied by several sturdy-looking companions.

After they came to the blacksmith shop, they took out a large amount of official money and asked to customize a batch of weapons.

There is no reason to push it out when there is business, so Tang Zhen took it with a smile.

"After ten days, you can come and pick up the goods."

After sending the warriors away, Tang Zhen turned back to the place where the iron was being struck, and looked at the blacksmith at work.

A trace of flame wafting from the furnace was continuously absorbed by the blacksmith, and then smashed on the iron ingot with a hammer.

Every percussion was a cycle of cultivation, and in the clanging sound, the blacksmith's body became more solid.

"Another order was received, and the request is all on it, and the goods will be picked up in ten days."

Tang Zhen is like a real shop owner,

Explain the business, and then pour a bowl of old wine leisurely.

"It doesn't taste right, it's sour."

Tang Zhen sighed lightly, and seemed to miss the fine wine in the storage equipment, and then poured the wine in the bowl onto the stove.

The wine condensed but did not disperse, and after falling into the furnace, a large group of flames erupted and splashed.

The blacksmith was caught off guard, and suddenly inhaled a large group of flames, and his body instantly turned into a red human-shaped lantern.

Its body kept trembling, it seemed to be suffering severe pain, and strands of flames kept bursting out of its body.

At this moment, the blacksmith looked as if it had already burned, like a large torch.

"Looking at your current cultivation, you should be able to withstand higher-intensity training instead of wasting time tepidly.

Of course the choice is yours, if you can't bear it, don't force it.

The jug is next to it, you can figure it out for yourself. "

After Tang Zhen finished speaking, he went back outside.

The hammer was still hitting, and the flames in the body were finally released, and the blacksmith felt like he had escaped from death.

The red iron block, which was struck with silver light, exuded a strange and cold aura.

It was originally a piece of ordinary iron, but now it has become a treasure in the cultivation world. It is simply a means of turning stone into gold.

Looking at Tang Zhen's back, the blacksmith took a sip of the jug without any hesitation.

Then he aimed at the stove and sprayed it directly.

"boom!"

In the dim blacksmith shop, the fire suddenly flickered, and then there was a sound of unhurried beating.

"This guy is quite interesting."

Tang Zhen staggered back to the front of the store, but he was thinking secretly, was he adding a servant?

What is certain is that after the fame of the blacksmith shop spreads, the business will definitely get better and better.

When the blacksmith works all day, who will cook and boil water and clean the house?

"Hey, it seems that I have to go out of the city myself and find a servant to come back!"

Tang Zhen shook his head, got up and closed the door of the store, and then walked out of the city unhurriedly.

One's own servant must be justified in every aspect, otherwise wouldn't he lose face?

As for why he went out of the city, it was because the city was very clean, and there were only hordes of wild ghosts outside the city.

Tang Zhen's behavior may seem strange, but it's actually just right.

Since he wants to hide himself and wash away his divinity, he naturally needs to be integrated into this world of mortals.

If you still practice hard and always look at the mundane affairs with detached sunlight, what is the difference between you and an ordinary monk?

During this process, Tang Zhen was still cultivating the secret techniques of the Island of Destiny, so that he could slowly integrate with this world.

If you observe carefully, you will find that some of Tang Zhen's methods are very similar to Destiny Child's methods.

In this case, it is not so easy for the enemy to find him.

Whether it is to recover from the wound or to improve his strength, Tang Zhen didn't take it to heart at all, but chose to go with the flow.

His realm is there, and he doesn't need anyone to guide his cultivation, he knows that this is the best cultivation attitude.

Walking all the way to the gate of the city, I happened to see two men and a woman approaching on horseback, exuding the atmosphere of a monk.

Judging from their clothes, they are obviously from the public sect, with the waist badge of "Zhenfusi" hanging on their waists, which is a very common magic weapon.

Tang Zhen naturally wouldn't care about a few cultivators who could kill them with just one breath, but in his current role, he needed to pay more attention.

After all, he is now raising ghosts as servants, and these cultivators of the Zhenfu Division are specially responsible for dealing with similar matters.

"Don't find me..."

Seeing the silhouettes of the three monks leaving, Tang Zhen muttered to himself, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Otherwise, you will die miserably."

After leaving the city gate, Tang Zhen followed a quiet path and went straight to a dense forest.

It didn't take long for a large piece of dilapidated building to appear, exuding a bit of gloom under the shadows of the trees.

"It's here, it's here."

Tang Zhen looked at the large house in front of him, nodded lightly, and was about to step forward.

"Young man, where are you going?"

A voice came from my ear, and a woodcutter who chopped wood appeared and shouted to Tang Zhen.

"Me, I'm going to that village."

Tang Zhen pointed at the building ahead and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You can't go, you can't go, there is a gate of hell, I don't know how many people's lives have been swallowed up over the years!"

The old woodcutter's expression changed greatly, and he shouted to remind him, for fear that Tang Zhen would not obey the advice.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Tang Zhen shook his head, looking like he didn't care, the old woodcutter sighed again and again with anger.

"Well, if you have to die, I can't stop you.

There is something special about this hatchet, so I will give it to you, maybe I can save you one. "

The old woodcutter threw a knife to Tang Zhen, then kept shaking his head and sighing, slowly disappearing into the woods.

"This old ghost is a bit interesting."

Tang Zhen looked at the hatchet in his hand, stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, and immediately turned into a paper weapon.

"It's really useful, but unfortunately I can't use it, but I remember this feeling."

Throwing away the paper hatchet, Tang Zhen walked towards the abandoned village in front of him at a leisurely pace.

Not long after entering the abandoned village, the surrounding scene became blurred, and suddenly a large road appeared in front of me.

There are fields on both sides of the road, and pedestrians keep appearing, and the day gradually turns into night.

Under the big trees at the end of the road, there are stalls everywhere, men, women and children are selling goods.

After seeing Tang Zhen, they looked over at the same time and kept waving to him to buy goods.

Tang Zhenli ignored it, but continued to move forward until he came to a huge ancient tree.

A three-story wooden building stands under the tree, in the darkness of the tree canopy, full of various lanterns.

After getting close, you can hear the woman's coquettish laughter, and there are men and women in disheveled frolics at the door.

"This uncle, is here to find a good girl. She has been waiting for you to see."

When the old bustard saw Tang Zhen, he said with a weird smile on his face.