Mixed martial arts: Others practice martial arts while I cultivate immortality

Snowy night.

The cold wind whimpers, and there is a lonely person with a lantern in the long street.

The wooden archway creaked under the strong wind, and snowflakes swirled into the collar. Huang San, the watchman wearing a thick leather jacket, walked along the long bluestone street, tapping the bamboo tube from time to time and shouting the words "Be careful of water leakage".

At the end of the long street, a noodle stall was still open.

The bone soup cooked by the boss carries the fragrance for miles along the cold wind, and the alluring fragrance attracts some police officers who are looking for a living at night.

"Boss, three ounces of noodles and two pounds of beef."

Huang San put down the bamboo tube in his hand, rubbed his hands and sat on the noodle stall.

it's too cold.

After finishing his shift, Huang San basically eats a bowl of noodles here every day. He is already a regular customer of this noodle stall and has known the owner for more than ten years.

Bailu City is a place to seek immortality.

It is also an ordinary place.

Countless outsiders who failed to seek immortality gathered here to build this great city. Compared with the less than 1% of successful people, the remaining 99% are the mainstream of this city. These losers also had the dream of "seeking immortality" when they were young, but as they grew older, they gave up their unrealistic dreams, and the rest was just daily necessities.

Huang San came to Bailu City when he was sixteen years old and stayed there for more than thirty years. Now he is fifty-two years old.

Still a bachelor.

In this world, life is difficult for ordinary people, and it is even harder to find a wife.

He didn't know where to go after leaving Bailu City. It was because of the night demon in his hometown that he fled to Bailu City. Over the years, he has become accustomed to life here. Compared with the turmoil outside, at least it is stable here. Although life is a little harder, he can still live here.

The requirements of a person like him are very simple.

"Why is it so early today?"

After the boss ordered the noodles, he scooped out a bowl of bone soup for Huang San.

Steaming hot.

"The adults have all gone to bed. It's enough for me to walk around twice. Besides, it's not that easy to catch fire." According to regulations, watchmen like Huang San are required to walk around the city three times. He is responsible for this. After walking around the side streets for three times, you have to at least go to Chou Mo Yin Chu.

"That's right. Anyway, the immortals are here."

The boss said with a smile.

Anyway, there was no one around now. After giving Huang San a meal, he sat across from him and started chatting. Businesses like night stalls are basically for acquaintances. The world is difficult, and noodle stalls are difficult to run because of survival. The cost of living in Bailu City is not low.

"I heard that your daughter is almost fourteen years old? When are you going to let her take the test?"

Becoming an immortal is the dream of all people living in Bailu City. Their current generation is not good, but they also hope that the next generation can succeed.

Because the Immortal Chief is the backbone of Bailu City.

It is also their hope.

With the existence of the Immortal Chief, there will be no night monsters here, and ordinary people like them can live a stable life.

"Next month. There will be an opportunity for Hai Gang to recruit disciples next month. I will take Xiu'er to have a look." When mentioning his daughter Xiao Xiu, the noodle stall owner Lao Feng smiled as he accepted the reward.

What he is most proud of is that his daughter is qualified!

This was said by an important person passing by the City Lord's Mansion.

Although he is not qualified enough to participate in the Immortal Sect Ceremony in Penglai, there is still hope for joining the gang. For locals like them, the most practical thing is to join the four major forces. Although it is not as good as Penglai Immortal Island, it can be regarded as entering the door of 'immortal chief'. If you are lucky, you might not be able to become an immortal chief.

In the eyes of ordinary people like them, the Immortal Leader is superior.

"It's great. Unlike me, who is single and has no hope." Huang San ate the last noodle and drank the bone soup in big gulps.

Warmth spread to my stomach.

Because my hands and feet, which were even more frozen, finally relaxed a lot.

"Shenghui, seven cents."

The boss said with a smile.

"Qi Wen? Why has the price increased again?"

Huang San, who took out five big coins, said dissatisfiedly.

"The world is difficult. I heard that there is another war outside, and several business routes have been cut off. Without supplies, prices will naturally rise." The boss vomited bitterness. He doesn't want to increase the price, but life has been getting really difficult recently.

No different than the big guys in the gangs, they are most concerned about food and housing.

"The world is like this, why do those people still want to fight?"

Huang San felt distressed and paid two extra bucks.

Money that has no value in the eyes of big men has to be divided and counted in the eyes of ordinary people. War is the most unsettling thing, and there have been rumors of trouble caused by the Taiping Religion outside. Ordinary people like Huang San may not know about the 'Underworld' and 'Heaven' behind them, but the Taiping Sect knows. It is precisely because I know that I am worried.

"I don't know what the big shots think."

The boss took the big money and counted it carefully twice before putting it back in his pocket.

"I heard that the Taiping Cult is causing trouble outside, and many of the gang's biggest figures have been beheaded by them."

"Then he must have not come to our Bailu City. The gang masters in our Bailu City have some immortals."

Huang San collected his things and prepared to go back to rest.

"It's gone, it's gone!!"

There was a rapid beating of a gong in the distance. Along with the sound, the two of them stopped discussing the price issue and quickly looked up into the distance.

At the end of the street, I saw a fire burning in the largest house.

The soaring fire light dissipated the coldness, and the yellow-brown light illuminated the two of them.

"That place is the City Lord's Mansion!"

"The City Lord's Mansion is on fire?!"

The two of them felt cold, and their pace of going over to put out the fire slowed down.

There are immortals in the city lord's mansion!

Since there is an immortal, why is it still on fire? It was a fire that even the Immortal Chief couldn't put out. Would it be useful for the two of them to rush over?

Inside the city lord's palace.

"Is this worthy of being called 'Immortal Chief'?"

Jun Tianqi withdrew his right hand, and the lord of Bailu City fell to the ground like a dead dog, making no sound.

"For local gangs, it's good to have a desire-free realm."

Another person stretched out his sword and wiped it on the dead body of the city lord before sheathing the sword.

Ten days later, ‘Tianjie’ officially attacked Bailu City. This was Jun Tianqi’s plan. But this is about the general situation, and the small aspects are assassination and weakening. In order to reduce the pressure on the Taiping Sect during a head-on battle, Heaven has begun to weaken the strength of Bailu City.

As the strongest of the four major forces in Bailu City, the City Lord's Mansion is naturally the first to bear the brunt.

This is not incomprehensible. Any war is accompanied by conspiracy and assassination. Although the high-level combat power in this world is somewhat inhuman, the lower-level management is still inseparable from the local snake forces such as the 'Four Major Forces'.

Jun Tianqi's plan is very simple. In a head-on battle, he will try his best to weaken the opponent. Just like Huang Quan sent people to purge the Taiping Cult members in Qingzhou, he was doing similar things.