Mortals' aspirations to cultivate immortality

Mortal cities are much more lively than fairy cities.

Since the streets are far less spacious than the fairy city, the streets are extremely crowded and full of people.

Lin Yi completely regarded himself as a mortal, just like other tourists who came to Chang'an City for the first time, walking around here and there.

It has to be said that the temperament and appearance of the immortal cultivators are really outstanding in this mortal world.

When Lin Yi walked on the street, he turned heads. Regardless of whether they are men, women, old or young, they will subconsciously glance at Lin Yi when he passes by.

What's even more exaggerated is that a brave young lady actually asked someone to come over and ask about Lin Yi's origins, hoping to get acquainted with Lin Yi.

"Is this the benefit of cultivating immortality?"

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly. When he was a child, this situation would have been unthinkable.

Of course, he came to Chang'an City mainly for shopping, and he didn't want to waste time on such meaningless things.

When no one was paying attention, Lin Yi entered an alley, took out the Thousand Faces Belt, and transformed into a young man who was still seventeen or eighteen years old, exactly what he looked like when he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

Lin Yi, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, had just entered the world of immortality. His appearance and temperament had not fundamentally changed. He was just an ordinary person walking on the street.

As an ordinary person, who would care?

However, some people really care!

Lin Yi was walking struttingly on the street, but he was suddenly blocked by two strong men dressed as servants.

"What do you two mean by this?"

Lin Yi frowned. He asked himself that he had not provoked anyone since he came to Chang'an City. What's more, he used the Thousand Faces to change his appearance.

Unless he meets the real Jin Dan, no one will see through his disguise.

So, what do these two people who stop him mean?

The two muscular men dressed as servants were very arrogant: "Boy, my young master has invited you!"

Lin Yi was confused and directly released his consciousness to look around.

These two strong men are just mortals. Even if there are people coming and going on the street, if Lin Yi wants to deal with them without anyone noticing, it will be like playing and there is nothing to be afraid of.

However, there was a restaurant nearby, and in the restaurant there was a young man on the third floor of the Qi Refining stage, looking at him with desire.

No, I was looking at the folding fan in my hand!

Lin Yi suddenly realized that he had used the Thousand Faces to change his appearance and breath, suppressing his breath to the level of a mortal.

But this folding fan is a genuine magic weapon. Although it is only a low-grade magic weapon, it is also something used by foundation-building monks, and its market price is tens of thousands.

The young man at the third level of Qi refining stage must have seen the extraordinary power of this folding fan, so he became greedy, and then asked his servant to come and stop Lin Yi.

"It's quite careless." A cold light flashed in Lin Yi's eyes: "Does this person have no brains or is he simply ignorant? The person who can walk struttingly on the street with a magic weapon is a third-level Qi refining stage Can you afford to offend the little monk?"

"You want me to come up, right? Lin wants you to see what it means that it's easy to invite gods but hard to send them away!"

Lin Yi withdrew his consciousness and looked at the two servants: "Lead the way."

The two servants sneered and led Lin Yi towards the restaurant.

The restaurant's name is Fudonglai Restaurant, which can only be regarded as above average in Chang'an City, but if compared with the original Tianxia Treasure Restaurant, it would be called a magnificent one.

Lin Yi followed the two servants to the third floor of the restaurant and entered a private room.

As soon as he stepped into this box, Lin Yi immediately sensed the aura of the formation. But the strength of this formation is only at the middle stage of the Qi refining period.

As long as Lin Yi wanted to, he could break the formation with just one little finger.

However, Lin Yi did not act rashly, but looked at the young man who was sitting in front of the tea seat, drinking tea leisurely, with the corner of his eye staring at the folding fan in his hand.

"You are the so-called young master of these two people. What do you want from me?"

Seeing that the young man had no intention of speaking, Lin Yi immediately spoke first.

The young man stopped drinking tea and then looked at Lin Yi: "Little brother, I'm attracted to your folding fan. Can I part ways with you?"

"That's it?" With Lin Yi's strength, he had already seen that the young man was interested in this folding fan, but he still showed surprise: "Looking at the young master's clothes, he is from a rich family. If you want to buy a folding fan, just buy it elsewhere. Yes. I picked up this folding fan. I quite like it and it’s easy to use, so I won’t sell it!”

"Boy, don't make a toast and you'll have to drink a fine wine!" Seeing that Lin Yi dared to refuse the young man's request, the two servants immediately couldn't stand and were about to take action.

"Wait a minute!" The young man waved his hand to stop the two servants, and then looked at Lin Yi: "Little brother, I really like this folding fan. Let's do this. You can set the price as you like. In this huge city of Chang'an, there is no one like me. Something you can’t buy.”

"Oh, now it's available." Lin Yi said, "You can't buy this folding fan."

"You!" A trace of anger flashed in the young man's eyes: "Little brother, I am negotiating with you in a nice voice because I don't want to cause trouble. But if you don't know what is good and what is bad, then I won't be polite."

"That's it." Lin Yi looked at the young man indifferently: "How do you want to be rude?"

"Okay, okay." The young man stood up: "Boy, don't you know how to write the word death?"

"There are some things that a pariah like you can't understand. You have to sell this folding fan whether you want to sell it or not!"

"No, I don't want to buy it now. If you kneel down and beg me in a nice voice, and then offer the folding fan, I can consider leaving you with a whole body!"

Lin Yi looked at the young man as if he were a fool. He didn't know where this fool got the confidence to be so arrogant.

"Hmm?" The young man suddenly felt a thorn in his back at this time, and instantly felt something was wrong and looked at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi smiled and said, "It's not impossible for you to want this folding fan."

"Then give it to me!"

"Don't worry." Lin Yi smiled and said, "How about this, you give me 100 million spirit stones, and this folding fan will belong to you?"

"100 million, spirit stones!"

"Not good!" When the young man heard Lin Yi talking about spirit stones, his brain suddenly roared.

Since he knew about spirit stones, he must understand the matter of cultivating immortals. Seeing Lin Yi's relaxed look after seeing him, the young man guessed that Lin Yi must have something to rely on, and knew that he was afraid of kicking a steel plate this time.

After thinking it through, the young man immediately had a formation flag in his hand and activated the formation that had been arranged long ago.

Seeing this, Lin Yi did not make any move, but stood there quietly watching the young man finish setting up the formation.

With the formation as a support, the young man instantly gained confidence: "My fellow Taoist, is it fun to tease Liu like this?"