King of the Fairy City

Back to the ship moored at the dock.

Ye Mo was alone in the cabin bedroom, depressed, holding the ancient painting scroll in his hand, thinking of a solution.

He couldn't discuss this matter with others, so he could only think of a way to sell these black iron ores.

"In this Donglai Immortal Village, the refining workshop can only purchase goods from the mining valley. The five or six thousand kilograms of third-level black iron ore in my ancient painting will definitely not be sold!

Do I have to go to other Lingdao Immortal Villages to sell these black iron ores?"

Ye Mo looked at the ancient painting in his hand from time to time, frowning.

"No! Even if I go to other spiritual islands, I may not be able to sell them! Who knows if other spiritual island villages use their own black iron ore like this Donglai fairy village? I'm afraid it's probably the case!"

"Besides, the sea chart I have only shows the waters near Donglai Lingdao, and I don't know what the situation is on the nearest spiritual island. Once I leave by boat, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Donglai Lingdao."

"I only have a pile of black iron ore now, but I can't exchange it for spiritual stones!"

Ye Mo became more and more annoyed as he thought about it.

"Hateful! If I had my own fairy village, I wouldn't have to be so restrained and have to be cautious about everything I do."

Ye Mo held the ancient painting scroll tightly in his right hand.

When he was very young, when he was still a civilian warrior, he dreamed of becoming a general of the Wu Kingdom, having a mansion at home, riding in and out in fine clothes, marrying a beautiful wife, and living a life of superiority.

No longer suffer from poverty, no longer be bullied, and let everyone envy him.

For this vulgar dream, he risked his life to board a merchant ship and came to the East China Sea. Now he has become a cultivator who is ten times or a hundred times more powerful than a general.

However, in this Donglai Immortal Village, he still feels heavily bound.

He must be cautious in everything, even if it is a small matter, he must worry about whether it will bring him a catastrophe. These are like invisible nets that cover him.

Ye Mo gradually found that he hated the feeling of being bound.

"After all, this is the territory of City Lord Zou Ruhai, not my place."

"I must become a city lord cultivator! Only when I have my own immortal city territory, a powerful cultivation, and unparalleled power in the world of immortal cultivation, can I no longer be bound! No need to rely on others! No need to be controlled by others! No need to look at the faces of other cultivators!"

Ye Mo suddenly felt an extremely strong desire in his heart.

He has always been calm, and his emotions rarely fluctuate so strongly.

But today, he couldn't even sell a few pieces of ore, which made him feel an invisible bondage in this Donglai Immortal Village, which was very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the ancient painting scroll in his hand flashed with light.

"What's going on?!"

Ye Mo froze, looked at the ancient painting in his hand, and was stunned.

The light of the ancient painting scroll became brighter and brighter, and flew directly from his hand and floated in the air in the bedroom.

The ancient painting automatically stretched out in the air, revealing a complete picture of the fairy village, shining brightly.

Ye Mo's eyes widened, staring at the ancient painting closely.

Everything in the ancient painting seemed to move, lifelike.

The little green fox in front of the small hut seemed to have just woken up, stretched lazily, and opened and closed its mouth, as if saying something. The little chicken was still walking, strolling casually in the village, disdaining everything around it, with an arrogant look.

"What's going on?! What secrets does this ancient painting have?"

Ye Mo rubbed his eyes hard and muttered to himself in surprise.

He stretched out his hand in surprise and touched the scroll.

Ye Mo suddenly felt a huge suction force, which instantly pulled him into the ancient painting.

The world was spinning, and even his soul was in a trance.

When Ye Mo came to his senses, the scene in front of him had changed. It was no longer a bedroom in a narrow cabin, but a small village full of spiritual energy.

"Where is this?"

Although Ye Mo was shocked, he did not panic.

This scroll had been with him since he was a child, and he had never felt any danger from beginning to end. On the contrary, this scroll had saved his life, just like the last time on the nameless island, it helped him resist the magic of the young demon crab.

"A small hut, a spiritual wood fence, a field, a little green fox, a native rooster... I entered the fairy village ancient painting?!"

Standing in the center of this miniature village, Ye Mo looked around and saw an extremely familiar scene, shocked and excited.

"Who are you~?"

The little green fox was surprised to see Ye Mo, and appeared in front of Ye Mo in a flash.

It raised its head, staring at Ye Mo, the uninvited guest with a pair of curious fox eyes.

"Spirit fox, how can you talk?"

Ye Mo was startled and asked in a surprised voice, with a vigilant look. Seeing that the little green fox had no intention of attacking him, he relaxed.

"Talk?"

The little green fox showed a puzzled look, "I have always been able to do it, is it strange?"

"Spirit beasts can also talk..."

Ye Mo was still in shock.

"Who are you? How did you get in? Tell the truth! If you don't tell me, I will be rude!"

The little green fox circled around Ye Mo, and threatened in a foxy voice. It didn't seem to have any deterrent power, but it was a bit cute.

Ye Mo came back from the shock.

Looking at this miniature fairy village, for some reason, Ye Mo always felt a sense of familiarity. It seemed that he knew everything here.

But then again, he had been looking at this ancient painting for more than ten years, so he was naturally very familiar with everything here.

"I... I am the owner of this ancient painting!"

Ye Mo walked along the fairy village path towards the hut and said.

"Hey, master? Are you really the master who opened this ancient painting?"

The little green fox followed Ye Mo, with surprise and relief in his confused fox eyes.

"Now that you know I am the master, can you speak now? Why can you speak?"

Ye Mo turned to the little green fox and asked again.

"I'm from a higher race, and I'm born with it! Is this strange? That native chicken can also talk, but it doesn't like to talk. However, Xiao Huo can't talk, it's a low-level demon race, it's too stupid ”

The little green fox turned his head and thought for a moment, pointed to the native rooster not far away and the little fire crow at the top of the tree, and turned around and said.

"Are you a high-level demon clan?!"

Ye Mo was surprised. He didn't quite understand how spiritual beasts were divided into high and low levels.

Ye Mo couldn't understand the question, so he simply stopped asking and asked another question, "Little fox, where did this ancient painting come from? Why are you in this painting?"

"My name is not Little Fox, my name is Ali."

The little green fox was also confused. Hearing Ye Mo's words, he immediately raised his head and said unhappily.

"Uh... Okay, Ali, where did this ancient painting come from? How long have you been here?"

Ye Mo was stunned, a little amused by the little fox's overreaction, and changed his question.

"Where did the scroll come from? Ali doesn't know, it has always existed."

Ah Li frowned and thought hard, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "A Li has been in this small village since I can remember. I don't know about the rest!"

"Forget it, tell me what's going on here!"

Ye Mo shook his head gently. The little fox was also a little confused. He thought for a while and asked again.

"OK!"

Ali tilted her head and glanced at Ye Mo,

"My name is Ah Li, and I am the most powerful one here. I am in charge of this village. That native chicken with colorful feathers is called Ah Zhi. He is arrogant and arrogant, as if he is the biggest in the world. However, he is now Can’t beat me!”

"Hmph, what a country boy, I am nobler than your nine-tailed fox clan!"

The native rooster seemed to have heard the little fox slandering it, and couldn't help turning its head. It had discovered Ye Mo a long time ago, but it just didn't want to pay attention to Ye Mo. Hearing that Ali was talking nonsense, he corrected him dissatisfiedly.

"You can't beat me, but you're still noble!"

Ali waved her little paw and replied disdainfully.

"Is it really a native chicken? Chickens can also talk, and are they also high-level monsters?"

Ye Mo was speechless when he saw the little fox and the little chicken bickering. If native chickens could be considered high-level demons, then the entire Jiuzhou Continent would be full of high-level demons.

The little green fox covered his mouth, giggled, and didn't explain.

"I'm not a chicken, I'm the famous Luan Clan! How do you understand the pride of the Luan Clan!"

Ah Zhi turned his head and ignored Ye Mo and the little fox. He walked around the field with his head held high.

"Luan... Luan Clan? Is it the Luan Clan?"

Ye Mo was shocked.

"You know how to pretend to be arrogant when you're away from it. By the way, there's also Little Fire. This little Fire Crow is timid. He hides behind the tree every day and doesn't dare to come out!"

Ali stretched out her little paw and pointed towards the big tree behind the house.

"Quack!"

The little fire crow hiding on the dense treetop was startled, flapped its wings, and flew up from the treetop. When it saw that the little fox was motionless, it flew back to the tree again. It seems that it is very afraid of this little fox.

Looking at these three guys with different personalities, Ye Mo nodded speechlessly.

The fox can talk, and so can the rooster. The little fire crow couldn't speak, but seemed to be able to understand some people's words.

This ancient painting of Xiancun is really magical.

In the past, from the outside of the painting, the miniature village was surrounded by a spiritual wood fence. As for the outside of the fence, it was not shown at all. But once you enter the painting, outside the fence, there is a gray mist.

"Master, you came in from outside, right? Ah Li has never gone out from here. Master, when will you take me outside to have a look?"

Ali stretched out her paw, pulled Ye Mo's leg, and asked eagerly.

"I... will take you out when I can do it! This is my first time coming in!"

Ye Mo was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly.

"Well, you can do it in the future! As long as the master agrees!"

Ali let go of her little paw and said, "By the way, a lot of ore suddenly appeared in the village some time ago. Did the owner put it in?"

Ali pointed to the open space behind the hut.

"Hmm! What is this hut used for?"

Ye Mo nodded slightly, but focused on the hut in front.

"I don't know! This hut cannot be entered by Ali. It is the only place in the village that Ali cannot enter. The master should be able to enter. This should be your room."

Ali said angrily.

"I'll try it!"

Ye Mo pushed the door open curiously and entered the hut.